When the three of them were about to walk out of the back door of the main hall, Liu Dayu grabbed Ouyang Ping's sleeve.

Ouyang Ping withdrew his right foot, which was about to step out of the threshold, and looked sideways at Liu Dayu's blurred face.

"Ouyang Ping, why don't we take Master Nian Ci with us?"

Mrs. Nian Ci is now the acting abbot of Mingchen Temple, does the case of Jing Ping's disappearance have anything to do with Mrs. Nian Ci? Liu Dayu wanted to take this opportunity to test it together.

"I didn't think of this step, let's go, let's go to Master Mo Ran and inquire about Master Nianci's residence."

"So be it! You and Xiao Han continue to monitor the movements of the Quiet Courtyard here, and I will go find Master Mo Ran. Liu Dayu said in a low voice.

"Okay, we'll be waiting for you here."

So, Ouyang Ping and Han Lingling stayed in the Jingwu Palace, and Liu Dayu walked towards the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

Let's follow Liu Dayu to take a look.

Before Liu Dayu walked to the porter, she heard the sound of silent coughing, and she was not asleep. Of course, it may also be that Mo Ran's ears are too sensitive, and she heard Liu Dayu's footsteps - the Mingchen Temple at night is too quiet, and all, as long as there is a little sound, it seems very clear.

Liu Dayu knocked lightly on the door three times.

After a while, the light came on, and after a while, the door slowly opened.

"Master Mo Ran, I'm here to disturb you again."

"What do you command?"

"Master Mo Ran, I want to know which meditation room in the East Zen Monastery where Master Nian Ci lives?"

"Walk into the East Zen Temple, turn left, and walk along the corridor until the last meditation room is."

"Thank you, Master Mo Ran."

"Amitabha."

Master Mo Ran stood at the door like a sculpture, watching Liu Dayu disappear into the pavilion.

At night, the Mingchen Temple is unusually quiet, and many insects that cannot be named are showing their voices, and only at this time can people feel their presence.

Liu Dayu walked into the East Zen Temple, turned left and went up the long corridor - the pattern of the buildings in the East Zen Temple is exactly the same as that of the West Zen Temple. Most of the architecture in our country pays attention to symmetry, and the architecture of monasteries is no exception.

Liu Dayu stood at the door of the last meditation room, which was a relatively large meditation room, which should be composed of two meditation rooms in one.

Liu Dayu knocked on the door three times.

"Just come." An old, deep voice said. Monks are different from ordinary people, they also maintain a high degree of alertness when they sleep. Master Nian Ci and Master Mo Ran are the same in this regard.

First the lights came on, then the lights moved, then the sound of moving latches.

The door opened, and Mrs. Nian Ci stood inside, holding a candlestick in his hand, and the faint light reflected on Mrs. Nianci's wrinkled face.

"Mrs. Nian Ci, please bear with me if I am disturbing you late at night."

"Amitabha." Master Nian Ci looked respectful, "What do you want the poor nuns to do, please command." ”

"Master Nianci, we found an entrance to a secret passage in the Tibetan Scripture Hall."

"Is that the Zen room just now?"

"That's right, it's the Zen room where Jing Ping once lived. Obviously, there must be a secret room underneath the scripture hall. We want to tell Abbot Huijue about this, but we are afraid that it will be abrupt, so we would like to ask you to come with us to the quiet courtyard. ”

"I'm afraid it's not appropriate! At night, Abbot Huijue does not let anyone disturb her, I have been in the temple for decades, and I have never disturbed her in the night. ”

Abbot Huijue is really special, and the rules she sets are also a bit special.