Qian Pianpian and the five others looked at each other with a hint of vigilance.

Now there are too many immortal victims throughout Kyushu, and just a few words of flaw are enough to make them wary.

Chen Tao still looked careless and scratched his head:

"What's wrong with you guys?"

Qian Pianpian then repeated to Chen Tao what the old temple master said just now.

Chen Tao laughed dumbly:

"You are too worried."

"Okay, let's not talk about this for now, I will just take you there."

Qian Pianpian glanced at Wang Lei and Jiang Xuechan. They understood each other and said immediately:

"You go ahead."

"Let's pack our luggage first."

When Qian Pianpian, Yu Zhi, and Cai Yuzhe left with Chen Tao, Wang Lei quickly came to the door of the room and closed the door and window.

"Xuechan, tell me...does Qian Pianpian doubt Chen Tao or the old temple master?"

Jiang Xuechan took out a brochure bag from her arms:

"For now."

"For an old temple owner, it should be a bit weirder."

"After all, this is an ancient relic from the Tang and Song Dynasties. If it is to be cleaned and processed, his consent must be obtained!"

As he spoke, Jiang Xuechan whistled.

Like a mosquito-sized bug, it silently flew out of the brocade bag and flew out through the cracks in the door and window.

Wang Lei sent a message to Kong Sang.

"There may be something wrong with Baiyun Temple."

"Come back soon."

…

On the other side, we came to the so-called Sutra Pavilion.

As the oldest Taoist temple in Beijing, it is said to be a Buddhist Scripture Pavilion, but in fact it is like a huge library.

At this time, the door is locked.

After Chen Tao took out the key and opened the door, a faint fragrance hit his nostrils.

"This is..." Qian Pianpian sniffed: "What a strong fragrance."

"Oh, I burned some sandalwood." Chen Tao said with a smile: "If you feel the smell is strong, just open the door to disperse the smell."

"By the way, why are you looking for the Taiping Jing?"

Qian Pianpian walked to the bookcase where the antiques were stored and checked them one by one:

"We don't know either."

"Anyway, it was Kongsang who asked us to find him."

"Really?" Chen Tao stretched out and leaned on a table and chair nearby: "However, Kong Sang and the others have been in Zushan for such a long time, so there won't be any problems."

"Since I can still send messages, it should be nothing." Qian Pianpian looked at the ancient book in his hand and shook his head in disappointment: "With so many ancient relics, Baiyun Temple is indeed worthy of its rich heritage."

"It seems that it will take some time to find it."

Chen Tao said:

"That's okay."

"You guys find it first."

"Baiyunguan doesn't have enough manpower, so I'm going to help first."

After saying that, Chen Tao left the Scripture Collection Pavilion.

Looking at the door that was closed again by Chen Tao, Qian Pianpian stared at it for a while, and finally stepped forward and pushed it open.

"Qian Pianpian, are you doubting Chen Tao?" Yu Ting asked.

Qian Pianpian subconsciously lit a cigarette:

"call……"

"It's indeed a bit strange."

"Although he has an unconventional character, but...why does it feel a little disharmonious?"

Cai Yuzhe, who had been silent all the time, suddenly said:

"I just made a secret observation."

"He has been trying to know about Kongsang's situation over at Zushan."

Yu Ting asked:

"But...Kong Sang was the closest to Chen Tao and Liu Zhengye before he got close to the Ten Divisions of the Yin."

"It makes sense that he would be worried about Kongsang's situation in Zushan."

Cai Yuzhe shook his head:

"No."

"If you don't have any secrets in your heart and you are just asking about your friend's safety, why should you be so secretive?"

"Wouldn't it be nice to ask openly?"

Qian Pianpian blew out a smoke ring:

"But... there seems to be something wrong with Master Baiyun."

"I asked Xuechan and Wang Lei to stay so that they could try the three major evil arts of Yunnan."

"Okay, let's continue looking."

"No matter what, we must find the Taiping Jing."

…

However, the three of them searched for more than an hour, but to no avail.

"No, I'm feeling dizzy." Yu Cang said helplessly: "Many of the characters in these ancient books are different from what they are today."

"Is Kong Sang really sure that the Taiping Sutra is in Baiyun Temple?"

Cai Yuzhe looked at Qian Pianpian:

"Otherwise, send a message to Kong Sang and ask how long it will take for him to arrive."

"Or, ask him if he has a better way to select."

"None of us are majoring in religion or history. It is really difficult to find antiquities from the late Eastern Han Dynasty."

Qian Pianpian nodded, and just took out his mobile phone and dialed Kong Sang's number:

"Hello? Kongsang..."

"Bang!"

There was a sudden loud rumbling sound in the Sutra Pavilion.

In an instant, the ceiling of the Sutra Pavilion was shattered!

A figure fell heavily!

"What's going on!"

"Quick! Someone fell down!"

When Cai Yuzhe and Yu Wei ran closer, they saw the master of Baiyun Temple covered in blood, lying on the broken tiles, staring, and no longer breathing!

"Hello? Qian Pianpian!"

"What's wrong?"

"What happened over there?!"

Qian Pianpian walked to the place where the incident occurred with an ugly face, and finally said:

"Empty Sang."

"This is not good!"

"Master Baiyun Temple...is dead!"

…

In the car, Kong Sang's face changed drastically when he heard Qian Pianpian's news.
To be continued...