A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

Just as Buran was about to reach out and touch Yeats's cheek, someone approached him and said, "Master, Zhao Qian has already touched the mechanism."

As soon as the secret attendant finished speaking, there was a muffled sound, which was the sound of the heavy stone door opening. Bu Ran stood up straight with a cold and stern look, "Carry it away."

He spoke to the secret attendant, looking for the voice, not caring about Yeats who was unconscious on the ground. His passionate eyes had long since become cruel and ruthless.

Above the cave, in the backyard of Canghua Temple, the capable strangers around Zhao Qi'an finally found the mechanism, and the stone door finally opened.

Pei Jingning, who had already searched Canghua Temple, heard the stone door open and flew to the underground cave door. He was about to jump in without looking, but was stopped by Zhao Qian.

"The sound of the door was too loud. The people in the cave may have fled and hid."

Pei Jingning looked anxious and still wanted to go find Yeats in person.

"Listen to me, let the secret guards come here, and I will go to another place with you."

Pei Jingning finally said, "Are you familiar with this place?"

Zhao Qi'an curved his mouth and smiled, with a meaningful expression on his lips.

Pei Jingning understood, "How long have you been staring at this place?"

"One year."

Now, he believed it, "Where?" Pei Jingning looked anxious and asked him to go look for it. If he didn't find the person, he wouldn't dare to think about it anymore.

At the entrance of the Daxiong Hall, a man with a head jumped out from behind the machine, looking cautiously at the ground to inquire about the situation.

The entire main hall was blazing with rosin torches, as bright as day. It seemed impossible to get out of this cave.

At another hidden exit of Canghua Temple, there were also people peeking behind the trees. When they saw that the entire Canghua Temple was surrounded by officers and soldiers, they were shocked and went down to the cave again.

The little monk exploring the path went down in panic, "It's not good... it's not good..."

I don’t know how long it took for Yeats to wake up and regain her consciousness. She sat up suddenly and looked around. This sight scared her so much that she broke out in a cold sweat and subconsciously turned towards herself. This time, her whole body was different. The soul is gone.

The room was luxurious and the clothes on the body were changed.

God, could it be...

Yeats was so panicked that he almost lost his sensitivity and calmness as a criminal investigator.

Don't panic, don't panic.

Yeats forced himself to calm down and feel how his body was different from usual. Except for the faint pain where he fell, everything seemed normal for a girl.

Realizing that nothing happened, Yeats finally patted his heart secretly, fortunately... fortunately...

After sorting himself out, Yeats finally recovered from his panic.

The golden roof and stone walls are painted with various patterns of birds in colorful colors.The floor is covered with a carpet embroidered with brocade and satin in soft tones, occasionally burning a few bright red flames.

The four-poster bed she slept on had low gauze curtains and was covered entirely with brocade. Even the top of the bed was exquisite and luxurious, with a finely carved huanghuali bed, brocade quilt and embroidered quilt, and small hangings on the curtain hooks. The sachet exudes a faint fragrance and is extremely luxurious.

But where is this place?
Yeats got out of bed, and as soon as he made some noise, girls filed in, carrying towels, water basins, soap locusts, and clothes... If his body and memory hadn't changed, Yeats would have thought he was Die again and travel to some time and space again.

She was about to ask, 'Where is this?' '

A man walked into the door of the room.

Their eyes met.

Yeats had seen this person before, and he was the King of Han.Yeats raised his eyebrows and asked unceremoniously: "Why is it you?"

The attendant next to King Han was about to shout, "How dare you!" ’ He stretched out his hand to stop him and smiled at Yeats.

Yeats reached out and took the robe that the girl was holding, turned around and put it on, fastened the belt and straightened his appearance.

King Han stood at the door of the room, watching Yeats get dressed in one go, and the shrewd smile on his face became more conniving.

Yeats didn't know what King Han was thinking. She packed herself up and turned to face the prince, "Where is this?"

King Han shook his folding fan and did not reply to her.

Yeats stood coldly.

King Han paused when he passed by Yeats, and the two were shoulder to shoulder. Yeats quickly backed away until the bedpost blocked his way.

King Han looked at her calmly and saw that she hissed when she was hit. A smile bloomed in his cold eyes, he waved the folding fan in his hand and walked straight to the window.

The waiter came immediately and opened the window for the master.

Yeats suddenly understood the meaning of King Han's move, and immediately strode to the window and looked outside. When she saw the five-story restaurant opposite, she paused in surprise. Opposite was Pei Jingning's Star Picking Pavilion, which she was looking for. Isn't the place where we stand at the Moon Tower?

Yeats turned to look at the prince of the Wei Dynasty who was standing leisurely by the window, "Did you let that monk catch me here?"

King Han stood beside Yeats in a suave manner, and did not even move an eyebrow when he heard her question.

For Yeats, this silence meant that he answered yes.

"Why?" Probably thinking that the other party would not answer, Yeats asked and answered, "To protect the magical elixirs in Canghua Temple."

King Han was finally willing to speak: "Those things have nothing to do with me."

"Then how did I get here?" Yeats wanted to understand. It was obviously a monk who robbed her, but how could he wake up as the King of Han?
When Pei Jingning and Zhao Qi'an found the most concealed but best escape exit, the surrounding vegetation had obviously been trampled. Five of the six people Zhao Qi'an left behind were dead, and one was missing.

"Get in touch quickly."

"Yes, sir."

Pei Jingning entered the cave along the tunnel. No one was found in the cave from beginning to end. Yang Fuquan discovered the mark left by Ye Zhi, "Sir, look, what Brother Ye left was left by Brother Ye..."

No one was found yet. Pei Jingning's whole body was tense. He didn't know if he had not slept all night. His eyes were very red, as if anyone who accidentally bumped into him would be crushed to pieces by him.

Hearing Yang Fuquan's words, his dusty eyes suddenly lit up, "Mo Song..."

Mo Song came behind Pei Jingning like a gust of wind, "Look for this kind of mark."

"Yes, my lord."

Unknowingly, it was noon, and the girls filed into the luxurious room again. They were carrying or holding various exquisite delicacies from mountains and seas, and placed them on a square table in the room one by one.

Yeats smelled the aroma of vegetables, and her stomach growled unsatisfactorily, but she suppressed her hunger and kept looking towards the window. Is there any way to make her fly to the restaurant opposite?
It was obviously just across the road, but Yeats couldn't reach the other side now. She was imprisoned by King Han, and there were people guarding her inside and outside the room, and probably on the roof.

Yeats couldn't figure it out. King Han said that Canghua Temple had nothing to do with him, so what did this cabinet case have to do with him? Why was she imprisoned here?
King Han sat at the main seat and waited for all the dishes to be served before he smiled and waved: "Come and eat."

Yeats was obviously a gentle and courteous nobleman, but Yeats felt extremely uncomfortable and even disgusted by what he heard.

"Why do you want to lock me here?" Yeats couldn't understand. (End of chapter)