In front of Xuandu Temple, Dong Ming found a relatively less crowded place and took out the rattle given by Po Meng.

"Dong dong...dong dong..."

The sound produced by the rattle is not loud, but it is particularly ethereal.

But as the winter darkness beat, a ray of red light gradually appeared on the drum surface.

Immediately, the red light separated from the drum surface and appeared in Po Meng's palm like a firefly.

Po Meng nodded slightly: "It seems that the red butterfly transformed by Queen Wang's life force is really in this Xuandu temple."

At this time, Dong Ming subconsciously tightened his grip on the horizontal knife.

Obviously, he was a little nervous.

Because Xuandu Guan almost determined the evidence of the Black Butterfly case and the death of Princess Gaoyang.

If it is not handled properly, the entire Tang Dynasty may suffer great setbacks.

Dong Ming glanced at the paper groom subconsciously.

The strange thing is that after he came back from his dream state, he seemed... to have become a little taciturn, without the previous feeling of madness.

After the three of them were well prepared, they entered the Xuandu Temple.

As the most popular Taoist temple in Chang'an City, not only does the temple occupy a huge area, but there is also an endless stream of pilgrims coming and going every day.

Along the way, I saw many Taoist priests completing their work.

The three of them kept calm, following the guidance of the red light in Po Meng's palm, and continued to pass through many temples.

suddenly:

"Chacha..."

In my arms, the three bluebirds suddenly let out a faint cry.

There was a slight sense of fear in that cry.

Dong Ming's pupils condensed, and Sanqingniao warned, it seems... there is already danger here.

Po Meng narrowed her eyes slightly and said faintly: "The red light stopped when it reached here. It seems that... the storage object where the red butterfly lowered its head is here."

As he said that, the three of them looked in front of them.

Unexpectedly, this is not the main hall dedicated to the Three Qing Dynasties, but a relatively inconspicuous side hall behind the main hall.

The person enshrined is actually the protector god Liu Ding Liu Jia.

At this time, a Taoist priest with an immortal style was sitting on the futon, seemingly chanting sutras.

"This Taoist priest."

Dong Ming stepped forward and shouted, but there was a look of caution between his eyebrows.

The Taoist priest turned around and looked with a hint of curiosity:

"Um?"

"Three pilgrims, this hall is not open to the public, please leave quickly."

Dong Ming was thinking about how to word it when the paper groom beside him suddenly let out a deep laugh.

"It was you who sold the statue of Liuding Liujia to the coir raincoat man of the Baipu tribe!"

The sudden showdown surprised Dong Ming.

At this moment, shouldn’t we give priority to seizing the other party’s advantage?

If you spread it out like this, what good would it do to them?

But I saw this Taoist priest slowly getting up:

"Xuandu Temple originally made some statues of gods to sell to special customers."

"I don't know if the person from the Baipu tribe who came to buy it is a coir raincoat man."

"However...since it is a country that has come to pay tribute to the Tang Dynasty, Xuandu Temple will naturally give it priority."

Po Meng also suddenly said:

"Why beat around the bush anymore."

"These statues have already explained everything."

Po Meng took out the divinity of Liu Ding Liujia and looked at the Taoist priest in front of her with sharp eyes:

"Although Xuandu Temple sells and sells statues of gods,... statues that can be used to perform large-scale head-lowering techniques are not just statues that can be made casually!"

"That... needs to be opened!"

"And the rules of the Taoist temple are that the name and identity of the patron must be left behind when entrusted to consecrate the object. As long as we report it, we will know it once we check it, and you can't deny it!"

"What's more, it's hard to say whether some members of the royal family will be involved!"

After finishing his words, the Taoist priest closed his eyes slightly, and there was a faint dangerous light in his eyes.

"It's...unexpected, just a statue of a god that was not destroyed by coincidence can allow you to discover the flaw!"

"I laid suspicion in the ancient pagoda, but I still let you find Xuandu Temple!"

As soon as the words fell, Dong Ming and the other two people immediately reacted and took action together!

In an instant:

"Bang!"

Soul-burning ghost fire, bloody paper money and poisonous smoke exploded at the same time!

The Taoist priest stepped back a few steps and took out a scimitar directly from the shrine.

At this moment, the Taoist priest looked like a ghost, slashing at Po Meng’s life gate!

"clang!"

The horizontal knife thrust out, blocking the scimitar for a moment. Po Meng retreated, opened her mouth, and spit out a wisp of poisonous smoke!

On the other side, a yellow paper sword appeared in the Paper Groom’s hands and came from behind to kill him!

Seeing this, the Taoist priest wanted to pull away. Dong Ming held the handle of the knife and pressed the scimitar down hard with the blade!

"Bang!"

The moment the scimitar was knocked to the ground, the yellow paper sword was already coming to kill!

The Taoist priest smiled coldly, his eyes flashing evilly.

In an instant, black smoke billowed all over the body, and the Taoist robe turned into a bloody robe and was directly wrapped around Dong Ming's head.

The winter darkness was unnoticed for a moment, soaked in blood.

After getting a chance to breathe, the machete blocked the attack of the paper groom behind him. At the same time, his head separated from the body, turned into a ferocious grimace, and bit Dong Ming's throat directly!

"How brave!"

Po Meng waved her crutch and moved up. On the crutch, five poisons came out, blocking the flying head from falling, and said coldly:

"Coir raincoat man, why bother pretending to be a ghost again? Show your true colors!"

The coir raincoat man laughed and struck with his body and head at the same time.

With the sound of insects chirping, a black cloud of insects emerged from his robe and quickly pounced on the three of them.

At this time, under the will-o'-the-wisp burning, the bloody clothes had been burned away.

Dong Ming wiped the blood mist from his face, and the blade carried a will-o'-the-wisp, condensing fiery snakes under the swing, burning all the poisonous insects around!

The coir raincoat man also took advantage of this opportunity to turn over and jump onto the shrine.

He had a joking look on his face and seemed not to care about being surrounded.

"I really didn't expect that the three of you would find this place."

"And... if you can find out here, you should probably know that there are many things that make it inconvenient for the King of Shaanxi to intervene. It is probably because Yang Guifei is behind the wheel."

Dong Ming said gloomily: "So, you admitted it?"

The coir raincoat man sneered: "There's nothing I can't admit."

"You probably still don't know what happened in the palace."

As soon as these words came out, Dong Ming's expression changed.

Something happened in the palace!

When did it happen?!

The coir raincoat man laughed: "However, this is nothing you can worry about. After all... I am not the only one ambushing here..."

"My dear concubine, for the great cause of His Highness the King of Shaanxi, I have to trouble you to take action personally."

As soon as the words fell, the whole hall suddenly fell silent!

It was like... there was total silence for a moment.
To be continued...