Chapter Twenty-Three: The Theft of the Hidden Pavilion
Great Collection, Lingyun Pavilion, outside.
"That's the Great Treasure, the black doesn't slip Qiu'er, and it doesn't have any momentum!" Bai Qiyue pointed to the seven-story pavilion in front of him, and said with some disappointment.
"The Lingyun Pavilion used to be very red, but a nameless fire was ignited forty years ago, but fortunately, the inside and outside of the Great Treasure were all carved from iron and wood, so the flames only scorched off the red paint on the outer surface of Lingyun Pavilion, revealing the dark and shiny color of the iron and wood!" The one who spoke was the female student who was at the dinner table just now, speaking in a tone of white July. She was also equipped with a short sword, but compared with Diao Yi's long sword, it was too delicate, from the hilt to the tip of the sword, it was only more than half a foot, and the eyes of all the foodies later were staring at the little monk's food, so no one paid too much attention to her saber. But now that you look at it, you can see something extraordinary. I saw that the copper sheath of the short sword was engraved with intricate patterns, and it was carefully identified, it was actually a fierce beast hidden behind the dense thorn bushes, baring its teeth and roaring, and there were two blood-shot agate inlaid in the position of the beast's bulging eyes.
Monk Xiaocao was staring at the short sword and could see it, but it was covered by the female student with the sleeves of her robe, and the round-faced female swordsman with a strange temperament smiled, "Xiaocao, the sword of the senior sister can't be looked at randomly, something will happen!"
"Yes, yes! Sister Yuanyuan's short sword can't be looked at randomly, otherwise I'll have nightmares at night! Last time, because I secretly played with it for a while, a monster with red eyes came to eat me in my dream at night, and scared me to death!"
"Little Apple, how many times have you told you, if you want to call me Senior Sister Mei, don't you know that your own face is also round?"
"What about Senior Brother Diao?" Bai Shaoxian asked Mei Yuanyuan about Diao Yi, who ignored him just now
"Senior brother returned to the sword house and continued to raise his withered sword, Shizun said that it would take a few years for his withered sword to be raised to the 'dry heart realm'!" Mei Yuanyuan is Diao Yi's fellow junior sister, and both of them are the personal disciples of Xu Yanian, one of the seven divisions and the "sword bone". Senior brother Diao Yi is the leader of the martial arts of the Demu Society, and his younger sister Mei Yuanyuan once substituted for the master and taught kendo to the martial arts.
Everyone was chatting, but their eyes were staring at Daizo. The full name of the Great Collection is "Great Collection Lingyun Pavilion", which is the collection place of many cherished unique books of the Academy, and around the Great Collection is a circle of bright hall study rooms that are transparent from north to south, called "Yue Bookstore". Lingyun Pavilion is usually forbidden for students to enter, but fortunately, most of the books in the collection have rubbed copies, and students can read them carefully in the music bookstore, but it is forbidden to copy and take them out.
At this time, a table of diners other than Diao Yi was sitting next to the log bookcase in the music bookstore, looking out the window at the Dazang Lingyun Pavilion.
"Is there something lost in the big treasure, right? The little master is busy catching thieves?" Qiongzi looked at the closed doors and windows of Lingyun Pavilion and asked Xi Chao, who was sitting opposite.
"Exactly!" Before Xi Chao could reply, Bai Qianyu had already opened his mouth to explain, "I heard that it is indeed a thief, and there is more than one, but I don't know what I lost, I actually drove the little master to work hard for a month!"
"Hey, isn't Okita eating people?" Ozoba was clearly more interested in new and strange things.
Mei Yuanyuan first stretched out his hand to wipe the rice grain from the corner of the wind chime's mouth, and then turned his head and replied, "Eating people was said by Senior Brother Diao, he was sent by the master to assist the little master a few days ago, there should be such a statement, it should be true." But I don't know the specific details, but this 'Great Collection' is the predecessor of the Tiangong Mansion and the Shenyu Mansion, and the 'Wood Spirit God' that took decades of painstaking efforts to create, once the anger is launched, it is not easy to kill a few thieves!"
"'Wood Spirit God'? I see!" Monk Xiaocao suddenly realized, he served in the Shenyu Mansion, and saw many wonders of the "Wood Spirit God" in the "Inner Mansion Wenji", I thought it was just a strange force and chaos, but I didn't expect it to really exist, and it was such a giant thing as Dazang!
"What is the 'Wood Spirit God'?" Bai Qiyue looked at Monk Xiaocao's expression and asked curiously.
"Amitabha!" Monk Xiaocao first said the Buddha's name before explaining, "It's not within the reach of human beings, but it is really within the reach of human beings!" 'Wood Spirit God' is a fusion of the technique of deduction of the Nine Palaces and the art of wooden armor, and through the Taoist Yang God out of the body fugue method, select a person with a strong mind, and divide his divine consciousness into two with a secret method, half of which is left in the body, and the other half is attached to Dazang, so Dazang became the second body of that person, so Dazang lived!"
"Alive~~" Several newly admitted students couldn't help but open their mouths wide, and then looked at the swarthy Dazang, those windows that were also black holes, as if shooting a cold gaze, everyone suddenly sweated coldly!
Treasure, hidden pavilion, inside.
"Whew, I've finally patched up this remnant of the line!In other words, this thief who slipped through the net is also a man of great fate, if he didn't happen to use a dagger to cut off the divine pattern hidden deep in the wall, it would really be difficult to escape!" At this time, the little master did not have the detached demeanor in front of the pig-headed disciple at all, nor did he have the strength to tremble in front of the bald disciple, wiped the sweat on his head with his dusty sleeves, and muttered to himself. At this time, he was the only one in the hidden pavilion. However, the little master knew that Dazang was listening to him, or rather, the mysterious person who was here was listening to him, but even the little master didn't know who this person was and where he was.
This is the interior of the Great Treasure, but it is not the nine-story Lingyun Pavilion, but the negative layer below the nine-layer, the hidden pavilion that only a few people know, is the place of the cardinal of the "Wood Spirit God", and it is also the real secret place known to the little master.
"Five thieves came in, forked to death, poisoned one, suffocated one, burned one, hehe, you are really ruthless!" The little master was still muttering to himself, "The one who ran away is probably a super martial artist who can be compared to the 'little fairy', but he must have escaped with injuries, you are really good! However, isn't this that you didn't lose anything? Why are you killing on a killing spree!"
Knowing that no one would answer him, the little master patted the dust on his body and planned to pack up his things and go out. was sent by his own "Shilihou" uncle to be a tinkerer, and it was dark for a month, and now that it is done, it is time to go out and do something serious.
The little master had just climbed the stairs and was about to raise his hand to open the secret door. Suddenly, I felt that the air around me was much thicker for a while, as if there was a calm stream flowing past my ears, and then ripples slowly appeared on the surface of the water. The ripples touched his sideburns and forehead from far and near, gradually adjusting to the frequency of the beating of his temples.
The little master frowned, the corners of his slightly narrowed eyes opened a few points, and the ripples suddenly receded. Dispelling the feeling of boredom in his heart, the little master was relieved, and he didn't know all the strange things about the academy. So he shook his head and wanted to climb the ladder and leave.
"I say~~You listen~~" A murmur stopped his steps, the little master closed his eyes slightly, and the ripples in the air touched the corners of his clothes again.
"Lost, lost, lost! Secrets lost!" the voice seemed to lament
"Is that you?" asked the little master
The voice did not answer, but said to itself, "South, Pillar, Fourteen, Down." ”
The ripples receded, and the sound faded into obscurity.
The little master turned around, descended the ladder, thought for a moment, and walked straight to the fourteenth pillar on the south side. Take out the "little loach", cut the slate floor tiles along the gaps of the splicing, and then pick the edge and pry it up, but under the removed slate floor tiles, there is still substantial soil.
He hesitated, then picked up the "little loach" and slowly inserted it into the soil, three inches, five inches, seven inches, nine inches, and when the handle of the "little loach" still leaked half an inch out of the ground, the tip of the knife below really touched the hard object.
Digging out nine inches of floating soil with his hands, a thick iron plate three feet square appeared in front of Meng Yiwei's eyes. Hold the handle on the iron plate and lift it up vigorously, "squeak and squeak", and the hinge hinges sound.
The iron plate was quite heavy, and the little master was panting, but his eyes were all open, staring at the leaking black hole and the faintly visible downward staircase, he suddenly felt that he seemed to know too little about the academy!