"Who?" Chen Jie said as he pointed the light of the flashlight at the black shadow.

"It's me."

The dark shadow turned to his senses and said as he tied his trouser belt.

Walking up, Chen Jie finally saw clearly, this person was the craftsman Master Chen - he was unraveling.

Buddhism cleans the ground, peeing casually, this is obviously inappropriate, so Master Chen is a little embarrassed: "The toilet is in front, the black light is blind, I am here for convenience, I'm sorry, I stained your eyes." Master Chen recognized Chen Jie and Han Lingling.

"Is it so dark and blind at night in the Jingwu Temple?"

"Yes, as soon as it gets dark, there is no one in the hall. Where are you going? ”

"We want to go and see the Scripture Hall."

"The Tibetan Scripture Hall hasn't been repaired yet, so I can't see it now."

"We wanted to take a look inside the three meditation rooms."

"Go, you come with me."

Master Chen led the five people to the corridor in front of the meditation room.

In the second meditation room, there were four men playing cards, and in the dim candlelight, the four of them were playing vigorously, completely unaware of the people in the corridor.

The five of them walked straight to the third meditation room.

The third meditation room is the meditation room where Zhishui once lived.

There is a lock on the door of the meditation room.

Chen Jie flicked the lock.

"Does this meditation room also live?" Ouyang Ping asked.

"This is a storeroom, and there are some magic utensils and sundries piled up in it."

"Do you have the key to this meditation room?"

"No, the door to the meditation room was locked all the time when we came."

"Who gave you the keys to these two meditation rooms?"

"It was given to us by Abbot Huijue."

The key to the third meditation room must be in the hands of Abbot Huijue.

Chen Jie and Ouyang Ping walked to the south hill of the third meditation room,

The walls of the scripture hall have just been laid. Standing on the base of the north gable of the Tibetan scripture hall, you can see the whole view of the third meditation room.

Originally, the south gable of the third meditation room and the north gable of the Tibetan scripture hall were connected, but only a small half of them were connected, the south wall of the third meditation room extended about three meters to the west, and the west wall of the third meditation room was the same as the west wall of the Tibetan scripture hall, which was connected to the mountain.

The windows of the third meditation room were also sealed, and Ouyang Ping pushed all the windows and plugged them in.

Chen Jie tore open a piece of window paper, put his right hand into a relatively large gap, and tried to pull the window pin from the window, but the window pin was pulled up, but the window still could not be opened—the window was nailed with iron nails.

Liu Dayu walked to the door of the second meditation room, he wanted to see how the door was fixed to the door frame, unfortunately, the door was hinged to the door frame. It is clear that the doors of the three meditation rooms are hinged to the door frames.

The door can only be opened if the lock is opened.

After leaving the Tibetan Scripture Hall, Ouyang Ping planned to send Chen Jie and Zuo Xiangdong down to find the locksmith Qian Shihuai, Qian Shihuai was an old locksmith, he had dealt with the lock for decades, and even the lock of the safe could be opened, and Qian Shihuai had an inconspicuous small shop at the entrance of Sanshan Street.

When the three of them sent Chen Jie and Zuo Xiangdong to the gate of the nunnery, a person hurriedly walked in the dark. The five men stopped.

The black shadow walked up, and everyone saw that it was Ning He.

"Are you going down and up?"

"Master Ninghe, are you looking for something with us?"

"Abbot Huijue has been waiting for you in the meditation room for a long time."

Abbot Huijue must have something very important to tell his comrades.