Climbing the hanging ladder, the scenery in the cave appeared in front of Mei Xiao. Although it is called a cave, it does not look like a cave at all, the wall of the cave is chiseled square, and in the long hole is carved out of large and small houses, Mei Xiao counted, there are seven huts, and there are only two large houses, one of which seems to have been unused for a long time, covered with dust and cobwebs, and looks like it is about to collapse.

The seven huts should be the houses of the seven deputy pavilion masters of the Dark Death Pavilion, and Mei Xiao could also see that two of the rooms that were very close to each other had not been cleaned for a long time, and the dust had already covered the tables in the house, indicating the departure of the master.

Soon, Wen Yan took Mei Xiao to his room, Wen Yan sat on the ground excitedly, and began to recite this poem that Mei Xiao had changed: The world is a big dream, how cool is life?

Originally, Wen Yan wrote: The world is a big dream, how cool is life?

The difference between the word "light" and the word "Ming" can make Wen Yan addicted for a long time and unable to extricate himself, so that Mei Xiao has to sigh that Wen Yan's obsession with poetry can even be compared with a poet named Jia Tao who appeared in Shenzhou hundreds of years ago. Legend has it that when Jia Tao first wrote poetry, he lowered his head and thought about whether it was better to use the word "push" or "knock" in the poem, so that he forgot that the place he was on the street and accidentally crashed into a big official's convoy.

Wen Yan's achievements are naturally inferior to Jia Tao, and he can be regarded as a medium level among poets, but his enthusiasm for poetry is comparable to Jia Tao. Wen Yan read these four lines of poetry over and over again, as if he was enchanted, and he couldn't wait to get into the poem and never come out again.

Mei Xiao saw that a person from the Dark Pavilion who was standing outside the house with a pile of materials saw Wen Yan's state, wandering back and forth at the door, and did not dare to come in. Mei Xiao smiled, it seems that everyone here knows that Wen Yan can't get out of the poem as soon as he enters the poem, and once he is interrupted, he may be used as the object of venting by the angry Wen Yan.

The person holding a bunch of materials didn't dare to touch this mold, so he simply stayed outside the door and waited for Wen Yan to pull out of the poem, as the Dark Death Pavilion had more and more incidents to deal with, and there were more and more papers piled up at the door, and the people waiting outside the door had a bitter face, I don't know when Wen Yan would be able to look up and see these urgent business matters.

Mei Xiao, who was waiting on the side, was even more anxious, he felt that since Wen Yan sat there reading this poem, it seemed that an hour had passed, and he couldn't wait to see what was going on in the Dark Death Pavilion, and what was worth sending out by himself.

Fortunately, Wen Yan looked at it for a while, and finally remembered that he still had a bunch of things to deal with, handed the poem to Mei Xiao, and said, "Sit, wait here for a while, I'll deal with it soon." ”

Mei Xiao sat down obediently, staring at the pile of papers at the door and moving in one by one, so many official documents, Mei Xiao had a headache when he looked at it, if he wanted to approve these things, I am afraid he would have to approve them for several days.

But Wen Yan is familiar with these things, the person who waited outside the door for a long time before put the divided official documents in front of Wen Yan in batches, and each official document only stayed in front of Wen Yan's eyes for a few seconds before he had an exact way to deal with it, so that Mei Xiao had to admire Wen Yan, and couldn't help but think in his heart, there are many talents in the Dark Death Pavilion!

In less than an hour, Mei Xiao watched the pile of official documents in front of Wen Yan shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally disappeared, and with Mei Xiao's eyesight, he didn't even see the information in an official document, Wen Yan turned it too fast, Mei Xiao estimated that few people in the world could keep up with Wen Yan's reading speed.

Wen Yan raised his head from the pile of documents, moved his muscles, and asked Mei Xiao curiously, "What is your name?"

Mei Xiao had already prepared these normal questions and answers, and replied calmly, "Villain Mingxuan, Pengcheng people." ”

"Pengcheng people?" Wen Yan frowned, "Pengcheng people can change my poems?" Wen Yan's tone was a little unkind.

A smile appeared at the corner of Mei Xiao's mouth, "The villain's ancestors are from South Vietnam, and they only moved to Pengcheng from the villain's father's generation. ”

Hearing this, Wen Yan's brows furrowed, "I see!"

The flaws deliberately exposed will not affect Wen Yan's trust in him, but will deepen Wen Yan's understanding and trust in him, so perfect that there is no flaw but it is easier to arouse the suspicion of others.

This is how the life of an undercover agent begins, but such a life is not easy, and every day of life is trembling, walking on thin ice, lest the identity of the people around him be discovered. Compared to the first time he went undercover in the Dark Death Pavilion branch, Mei Xiao is now more stable and cautious, even in the face of a more complicated situation, he can handle it.

Mei Xiao didn't like the errand that the Dark Pavilion was now assigning to him, although his current errand was an idle job, but he was facing a poor and sour literati with a strange personality and a tantrum at every turn, and Mei Xiao was also under a lot of pressure.

What's more, the reason why Mei Xiao chose to learn martial arts and swordsmanship in Wuyang was because he hated those poems and songs, and he also hated memorizing some useless subsets of scriptures and histories all day long.

On this day, Mei Xiao had just raised her head from a pile of sour poems written by Wen Yan, rubbed her eyes that were a little swollen and painful, and walked out of Wen Yan's room. I just wanted to take a walk in the cave, take a break, and take a rest by the way, when I saw a bright light appear at the end of the cave. The area of the light grew larger and larger, and gradually, the light took on the shape of the hole, as if someone was going down.

Mei Xiao excitedly beat a spirit, and finally, the hole outside was discovered by him.

Mei Xiao hid her excitement well, pretending to move to the entrance of the cave casually, pretending to stretch her waist while looking out. It's also a dense forest outside, and there's nothing peculiar about it......

Mei Xiao was startled, there was a difference! The trees outside were not the domineering trees that I had seen before, but a maple tree, Mei Xiao didn't notice these maple trees before because it was not autumn yet, and the leaves of the maple trees had not yet turned dazzling yellow or red, and Mei Xiao was used to seeing maple trees in Wuyang, so he didn't realize it for the first time.

When Mei Xiao was immersed in joy, a voice instantly pulled him back to reality, it turned out that Mei Xiao only cared about looking at the scenery outside, and didn't notice the person coming in from outside, the person's cold voice came out, which made Mei Xiao's back cold, "Who are you?

Coming in from the outside was a middle-aged man, his appearance was not eye-catching, but he had a temperament that was not angry and self-assured, if he hadn't been in a high position for a long time, he would never have honed such a temperament. Mei Xiao lowered her head and said, "The villain is a subordinate of Deputy Pavilion Master Wen Yan. ”

Hearing Wen Yan's name, Mei Xiao felt that the middle-aged man in front of him was obviously relieved, "It turned out to be Wen Yan's subordinates, it's okay, you go and get busy with yours." ”

Mei Xiao turned around and left, it was not a good thing to stay in front of this middle-aged man, maybe he would be seen through when he came from, or he would have slipped away early.

Mei Xiao took a few steps, and just as she was about to enter Wen Yan's house, the middle-aged man behind said again, "Wait a minute!"

Mei Xiao's footsteps stopped, his brain buzzed, his heart beat wildly, he took a deep breath, Mei Xiao tried to calm himself down, turned to the middle-aged man, "May I ask what else you have to order?"

The middle-aged man didn't look at Mei Xiao, and walked towards the largest room in the cave, "Call Wen Yan over, I have something to discuss with him." ”

Mei Xiao bowed, "Yes." ”

Mei Xiao was finally able to get out, he exhaled a long breath, and silently thought in his heart: "It's so dangerous!"

Mei Xiao went to inform Wen Yan, returned to the hut where Wen Yan handled the affairs of the Dark Death Pavilion, and began to read Wen Yan's acid poems again, but his mood now has become very different. Today's momentous discovery was enough for Su Ting and them to find the entrance to this cave. You know, most of the places in Tongfan Mountain are those trees that Mei Xiao has not seen before, this way, Mei Xiao has not seen a single maple tree, but there are maple trees in this place, Mei Xiao can't help but be ecstatic, the Dark Pavilion is really looking for a place!

Mei Xiao was excited for a while, Wen Yan came back with a calm face, and regardless of whether there were other people in the house or outside the house who heard it, he blurted out, "The pavilion master is really crazy, he doesn't let a few people under his command, so many things, and no one helps, how can I deal with ......it?"

Mei Xiao hid herself behind a large pile of papers on the table, quietly listening to Wen Yan's complaints, thinking, I won't be discovered by that pavilion master, right?

Mei Xiao shook his head, no, if he was really discovered, he would not be sitting here safely now, and he might have been arrested and punished by the pavilion master. At most, there are only suspicions, not certainty, maybe just to eliminate hidden dangers in advance.

In fact, it is useless for Mei Xiao to continue to stay here, he has found the entrance to the cave, and he also knows several entrances and exits of the mountain below, and the rest is to pass the information out, staying on it is not conducive to transmitting the information, or it is more convenient to go below.

Wen Yan complained, sat down and sulked again, Mei Xiao walked out of the cover of the table and bowed to Wen Yan, "Deputy Pavilion Master, the villain may not be suitable for living on it, please allow the villain to revise the poem for you below." ”

At first, of course Wen Yan disagreed, but looking at "Ming Xuan" and remembering the words of the pavilion master just now, Wen Yan knew that he couldn't disagree, "Okay, but your work remains the same, just help me revise the poems every day." ”

Mei Xiao answered, went down the hanging ladder to the mountain below, and took a big breath freely, a triumphant smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

At night, the sky was full of stars, and Mei Xiao, who had not seen a serious night for a long time, summoned the carrier pigeon hovering nearby, and tied a short message to its feet, on which was a map of the exit in the mountain and the information about the cave on the top floor. The matter of exterminating the Dark Pavilion has finally seen a glimmer of light.

The carrier pigeon waved its wings and flew higher and higher, blending into the dark night nearby, Mei Xiao watched with satisfaction as the carrier pigeon flew away and relaxed. He believed in Su Ting's ability, and after two days at most, his reply letter would be in Mei Xiao's hands, and all the exits would be determined, and none of the people in the Dark Pavilion would be able to escape. But Mei Xiao was still a little hesitant, after getting along with each other during this time, he felt that most of the people in the Dark Pavilion were not heinous, and they didn't even do anything bad, but they were only wanted and hunted down by accident.

Mei Xiao plans to take a look at those people in the Dark Death Pavilion in the next few days, and sort out a list so as not to accidentally hurt the innocent. As for the rest of those who are heinous and murderous, they are not under his control......

The Dark Pavilion, it's time to come to an end!

The poems in this chapter are adapted from: Su Shi's "Xijiang Moon: The World is a Big Dream"