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After returning to his room, Liu Wei opened the letter and read its contents. Ya Wen Yan's feelings. org

There was only one sentence inside — — At noon tomorrow, the Wanxiang Pavilion would prepare porridge opposite the door.

It was truly like stepping on broken iron shoes without any effort to find them.

Was it a coincidence, or was it intentional, that the other party chose the Wanxiang Library?

Whether it was the "Diamond Sutra" or the "Placement Poetry Book", they were both related to books. The other party seemed to be a scholar as well?

With a stomach full of questions, Liu Wei discussed it with Rong Ling for a long time.

Rong Ling's view was different from Liu Wei's: "The guards have been here for a month, and have gone through many twists and turns without any clues. You and I had only been here for half a day, and already someone had personally come knocking on our door.

Of course it wasn't a coincidence... org

It was a waste for them to investigate the affairs of the remote villages. However, a whole team of them had failed to accomplish anything in the past month. This meant that the other party had hidden their abilities well, so deeply that they could play with them.

The other party soon discovered their whereabouts and came by himself. This meant that the other party could investigate their route and understand when they entered the city and which shop they stayed in.

However, along the way, they did not discover that they were being followed.

Rong Ling's gaze was sharp, focused on the small piece of letter, and after a moment, she picked it up again and placed it in front of Liu Wei.

Liu Wei stared at the line of words again. After reading it again, her face changed.

The shop owner said that the person who wrote the letter was a boy, not a teenager, not a young man. The shop owner is too old to be confused, and is counted as a kid in his mouth.

In the beautiful capital city, it was naturally easy to raise a child who could write brilliantly even if he was ten years old. All he had to do was buy paper and ink, train hard every day, and spend a few years without a care in the world.

However, in this barren and desolate border, this was something that was difficult to accomplish. Normally, people ate and cooked with rice and rice until they fell. How could they have the money to raise a scholar child?

Therefore, the situation now was very contradictory. First of all, the other party was indeed a scholar. Only those who worked in an aristocratic family, those who studied books, were able to casually write such a beautiful work in their young age.

Most scholars were not familiar with the affairs of the world, and some were simple and honest. But this time, the people they were facing were able to play around with the people from the Prince's Mansion. When they turned around, they could even accurately confirm their whereabouts.

It wasn't strange for the two forms to be separated and open, but when combined, it was extremely subtle.

Rong Ling was a little worried about her trip tomorrow. As someone who was good at scheming and theorizing, she was afraid that this would be a trap.

Liu Wei decided to take a gamble, "Since the other party has sent out the little boy, I think it's to let us be at ease. Maybe they're really just here to see us?"

Rong Ling frowned, she did not want to let go easily, but this coming to the city area was indeed filled with many secrets, things that they did not expect before they came.

The next day.

Before noon, Liu Wei and Rong Ling had arrived at the porridge shop opposite to the Wanxiang Hall. The owner was a simple and honest young man, they had ordered two bowls of porridge and two plates of steamed buns.

Rong Ling looked up at him.

The boss laughed out loud and said, "You two young masters are outsiders, right? Our county is small, it's rare for even outsiders to come here. This stuff is not worth much, you guys eat it. Eat it. Come next time."

Liu Wei smiled as shshethanked him. As she was eating her porridge, he was also staring at the Wanxiang Pavilion across the street.

They had finished eating the porridge and the steamed buns, but no one had appeared yet.

Liu Wei could not help but frown and look at Rong Ling.

Rong Ling lowered her eyes. In the end, she raised her hand and signaled the guards hiding in the vicinity to retreat.

Liu Wei lowered her voice and said, "If it's really because they're not here, then I'm really curious, how can the other party be so smart?"

"Esteemed guests, do you want to eat something else?" the boss of the porridge shop asked as he wiped the empty bowls on their tables.

They had sat here for too long, but the other party had already decided on this place, so they could not casually leave either. As a result, Liu Wei could only order two more bowls of sweet potato soup.

Liu Wei had just eaten his fill, and now that sshe was full, he could not really drink it. On the contrary, Rong Ling drank two mouthfuls, it was too sweet and she did not move.

Until quarter to noon when the other party still did not appear. Liu Wei could not sit still any longer, so she picked up the bowl and took a big gulp.

Halfway through the soup, the bottom of the bowl suddenly became clear, Liu Wei did not care about it at all, but suddenly his line of sight turned to the left and she was startled.

After two mouthfuls of the sweet soup, he finished it all. Sure enough, there were words engraved at the bottom of the bowl.

Liu Wei and Rong Ling looked at each other, then Rong Ling frowned and called over the shop.

When the shop owner saw them placing the empty bowl in front of him, he did not ask anything and just bent down to put it away. He raised his eyes to look at the bookstore across from him and said with the same honest and honest look, "You two will know once you go."

They were indeed in the same group.

Rong Ling scrunched her face, but Liu Wei just laughed, and said in a good temper: "You are acting like a spy."

The shop owner looked at her suspiciously, as if he did not understand what she meant.

Liu Wei did not answer his question, but placed a piece of silver on the table and followed Rong Ling into the office.

Old Mr. Yang from the bookstore was still as old as ever. When he saw them coming, he didn't even get up. He just raised his chin and let them take the books from the counter.

It was a copy of the Pharaoh Sutra.

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