Chang Xuan is always quiet at night. As soon as all my brothers finish their evening classes, they go back to their rooms to meditate and practice. There are daily patrol brothers walking around Chang Xuan.

In today’s quiet night, a black shadow sneaked away from the patrol team and looked at the direction of the sutra depository.
The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is the place where Changxuan collects all kinds of books. The first floor is just some anecdotes, as well as the books and records of major sects. It is what happened in the mainland for thousands of years and some little-known secrets of major sects.
On the second floor, it is the practice experience left by the predecessors of Changxuan. Brother Xuanxuan can borrow it at will to gain valuable experience suitable for his own practice.
On the third floor, however, it is never exposed to the outside world. There is an achievement method classic inside, but it is the highest secret book of Changxuan-Dengdian.
In Changxuan, it is always the Xuan master who is qualified to practice the Lantern Festival. Although the Lantern Festival is placed on the third floor of the Sutra Pavilion, there is a circle that blocks the stairs leading to the second floor. Only after the Xuan master is selected, that person is qualified to enter the circle of law, enter the third floor of the Sutra Pavilion to practice the Lantern Festival, and can read it on the third floor. After learning the skills by heart, he must not leave the Lantern Festival out of the third floor of the Sutra Pavilion.
Now it’s three minutes past midnight, and the sutra depository has always closed its doors after dark, but for the first time, the lights are on, but it’s hard to see from outside the sutra depository in a remote corner on the second floor.
Rong just got the second uncle’s permission today. She stayed in the Sutra Pavilion and read the experience left by her ancestors. Naturally, she was very diligent. She also thought that she could learn more valuable experience left by her ancestors so that she could improve herself quickly, so that she could practice the three lights and follow Sister Pan along the mountain as soon as possible.
She studied carefully with an oil lamp, and even someone sneaked into the sutra depository without noticing it.
The shadow crept into the gate of the sutra depository and looked around again to make sure that no one was there. Only then did he flicker and slip in and quietly put the gate without making a sound.
It was dark on the first floor at this time, and even a few windows were blocked by wooden boards, and no light came in.
The window of the sutra depository is divided into two different layers. The outer layer is an ordinary straight window, and the inner layer is two wooden boards. During the day, the wooden boards are penetrated through the straight window, and then the wooden boards are closed at night, so that the sutra depository is dark. People can’t see anything when they come in without lighting.
However, the black shadow skillfully bypassed the first floor and put the disordered frame directly to the second floor. After entering the second floor, he quickly bypassed a row of bent frames and ran to the third floor.
I don’t know if it’s luck or coincidence that Rong’s location is the farthest place from the stairs, but the two of them didn’t even touch each other
It was not until the law on the third floor issued a harsh light that Rong realized that she hurriedly ran to the stairs and saw a black dress person trying to break the array in front of the law.
Rong has been shrinking in the corner of the second floor. She didn’t find out when she came to the building, but she will stay in the Sutra Pavilion tonight. Most people know that this person will choose to come and steal the lantern festival tonight!
She is sure that this person is definitely a middleman in Changxuan, who can easily avoid the patrol team’s route without touching the alarm on the first floor and the second floor, and then directly sneak into the third floor. It is absolutely impossible for a person to be an outsider and must be an old man who has been in Changxuan for a long time, otherwise it can’t be so clear!
Rong immediately clapped his hands without hesitation, but not at the man in black, but at the alarm on the second floor, and went to every corner of Changxuan for a while.
Naturally, the alarm bell placed in the key protected place of Changxuan in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion will not be the one that must ensure that the bell can spread all over Changxuan with one blow.
Men in black saw the tracks without saying anything, but it was a slap in the face, which directly flew Rong.
Rong felt that there was more than one mouthful of blood fog, and then he "screamed" out and fell to the floor like a broken puppet.
She struggled to get up, but her heart was very anxious. On weekdays, the well-trained patrol team did not arrive at the first time after hearing the alarm. Supposedly, this black dress person not only avoided the patrol brother sneaking into the sutra depository, but naturally it was a time difference. So a team should have already arrived outside the sutra depository!
The man hit his hand but didn’t stop chasing him. Another palm was directly printed on Rong’s heart.
Rong impressively opened her eyes wide, so painful that she couldn’t even shout. She was angry and unwilling, but her body couldn’t move. She felt that her body was like being torn, and the meridians were also broken in the other side. It was not pain, but a chill wind. She knew that her heart had been scored by the other side.
At this time, she vented much more than she inhaled. She could open her mouth and try to gasp. Blood foam kept pouring out of her mouth, but she stubbornly refused to close her eyes.
Black dress person gently hum a wave of his hand to erase his stay in Rong body breath turned and walked to the third floor.
As he turned around, Rong suddenly raised his hand and tore a small piece of his clothes and hid it in his sleeve.
The black dress person was shocked to see that Rong had closed his eyes and even his breathing was weak. Besides, he found nothing unusual, and then he broke the law on the third floor with a cold hum, rushed in and took the lamp code, and ran away and forgot the door on the third floor.
Until the black dress person disappeared, Rong put his eyes open and continued to gasp for air. His left hand tried to reach into his arms. He took out the paper crane that had been stained with blood and gently ordered a paper crane to draw a glimmer of light and flew out of the sutra depository in the direction of true north, then disappeared into the night.
Rong pulled out a smile at the corner of her mouth, but it was very ferocious because she opened her mouth wide. She watched the paper crane go away and disappear, and her left hand finally fell to her side and broke her breath.
Lethal eyes are not closed.
When they arrived at the sutra depository after hearing the alarm, Changxuan saw the gate on the third floor of the cave and lying in a pool of blood and dying unsatisfied.
Fang Xiaoting suddenly threw himself in front of Rong and instantly dyed his clothes with blood. He was also unaware that he was holding Rong’s body with trembling hands. How I hope this is a dream!
Unfortunately, it backfired …
Chapter 13 Blood-stained paper cranes (2)
So I’m not dreaming!
Cover flow silly smile feel never hit such a big luck.
Can follow the fairy to learn the fairy method … this is something she didn’t even dare to think about before.
Once upon a time, she thought that she could eat enough and then she was sold by her parents, and then she thought that she could sell it to a good family. Later, she followed the shopkeeper and thought that it would be good to be able to live safely for a generation. Now she follows Miss Pan, and she feels that she should follow the girl well. Miss Pan is so powerful that there will be no one to bully her.
In fact, she didn’t dare to tell Pan Hui the truth. She was often scolded by her parents since she was a child, saying that she was a goods that didn’t lose money, and even if she sold it, she couldn’t sell it at a good price. It was better to directly kill the good wave of food. The shopkeeper happened to pass by and see her pitiful, so he paid for it.