no,44 Huai Jingzi, you're dead

Inadvertently, Huang Junming swept over the drawings he had drawn and the lattice of the parts he had made. His pupils tightened, and the teacup in his hand also fell on the table. Someone has come in this hundred years hall!

Huang Junming stood up, hurriedly walked to the grid, checking each drawing one by one, whether each part was missing. Fortunately, except for the order of the individual drawings, there was no loss in the placement of the parts if there was a scattered position. Seeing this situation, Huang Junming couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

However, since the last assassination, although there are still spies from various forces in the Tianxian Palace, each spy has restrained a lot. As far as we know now, although Wan Mingzi is a spy of Li Shimin, only Huang Junming follows the lead. Occasionally, he conveys some news to Li Shimin, and Huang Junming turns a blind eye. Besides, he has experienced assassination together, so it is impossible for him to be this time.

Huai Jingzi should be Li Yuanji's spy, but there is no definite evidence. However, Huai Jingzi is timid and irritable, and seems to have known that she has been exposed. She is relatively low-key. She just stays in the room every day and rarely appears in the public's sight. She is considered a marginal figure in the Tianxian Palace.

Besides, if you move the drawings, it may not be made by a spy. At least Jin Chanzi's curious attitude is likely to secretly study them, but this is not a big deal. Huang Junming's information is written in pinyin, and Jin Chanzi also knows that he can't understand it. If you want to move, you should move the parts, so there is no need to react to the drawings anymore.

This makes people think of who it is? You must know that ordinary pilgrims and Taoist priests are not allowed to go to this century-old palace. The whole view is full of plans and only these people. Huang Junming, who couldn't figure it out, couldn't help but feel a little anxious. The spy looked through the things placed on the surface today, and it is very likely that he would check out the secrets hidden by Huang Junming tomorrow.

Speaking of which, Huang Junming is a very insecure person. When he encountered this, he couldn't help but think that his secret would be exposed by spies from all sides, and he began to appear a little impatient. He hurriedly changed back to the Taoist robe, and was about to open the door to find someone to question him, but he stopped in front of the door and carefully sorted out the Taoist robe. After straightening the Taoist Temple, he pushed open the hall door and walked slowly to the bottom of the Sutra Pavilion. Basically, half of Huang Junming's disciples were there during this period.

"Wan Ming, Mu Xuan, Yuan Heng, why are you the only three of you here today? Jin Chan, Xiao Lu and the others?" Huang Junming couldn't help but have some questions when he saw that there were only Wan Mingzi and the other ones in the Sutra Library.

"Back to Master, Junior Brother Jin Chanzi and Junior Sister Xiaolu..." Wan Mingzi couldn't help but smile when he heard Huang Junming ask about Jin Chanzi. Both of them were sixteen or seventeen years old. People in ancient times were precocious, so they naturally got together to dig ant hole in the corner.

Huang Junming was just a little anxious and didn't turn around. After hearing what Wan Mingzi said, he came over. Huang Junming still knew a little about Jin Chanzi and Xiaolu. "Okay, don't hide it for them. I'm not a regular person. Go and call them all!"

Seeing that Huang Junming's tone was wrong, Wan Mingzi put away his smiley expression. He knew that Huang Junming had encountered something, so he changed his deputy expression and returned: "Master, are you talking about calling Senior Brother Yanlin, Senior Brother Feng Junzi, and Senior Brother Huai Jingzi?"

"Don't you even call me and don't know what it means? Go quickly!" Huang Junming scolded. But seeing that the three of them were getting up and going, he spoke again. "Wait, Wan Ming, come back for me, will you go to find them all?"

When Wan Mingzi heard Huang Junming call him alone, he also knew that Huang Junming had something to say to him, so he stopped. Seeing that Mu Xuanzi and Li Yuanheng had gone away, Huang Junming stared at Wan Mingzi's eyes and asked, "Wan Ming, can you go to my Hundred Years Palace today?"

Wan Mingzi's eyes did not fluctuate at all, and he replied naturally: "Go back to Master, I have never been there. Today, I am with Junior Brother Yuanheng."

Huang Junming said this to Wan Mingzi just to ask casually with the intention of trying it out. He did not regard Wan Mingzi as the spy who had entered the Centennial Palace. Then he closed his eyes and said to Wan Mingzi, "Hey, my Centennial Palace has been turned around. I wonder if Wan Ming had discovered that besides Huai Jingzi, are there any other spys among your brothers?"

Wan Mingzi thought about it carefully and felt that among these brothers, there was no one else who was a spy from one force except Huai Jingzi. He shook his head gently at Huang Junming.

Seeing this, Huang Junming didn't ask much, and quietly waited for the arrival of his disciples.

Soon, the disciples came to the Sutra Library led by Mu Xuanzi and Li Yuanheng. After saluting Huang Junming, they quietly waited for Huang Junming to speak. Huang Junming glanced at the faces of the disciples one by one. Except for Huai Jingzi's gaze, the other disciples all looked calm. Huang Junming said without delaying and speaking directly.

"I'm asking you to come today because I want to teach you a fun way, a way to know who has touched something." Huang Junming said to his disciples without mentioning the matter of the Centennial Palace.

When the disciples heard Huang Junming say this, some of them were excited, some were interested, and some were not at all disturbed. Of course, some were afraid.

Jin Chanzi is a little disciple and is most interested in this kind of magic. He asked, "Master, teach me quickly! I want to learn it!"

Seeing Jin Chanzi like this, Huang Junming couldn't help but lose a layer of gloom in his heart. At least some of the disciples were not spies, so they could not be beaten to death with one stick. Huang Junming thought of this and changed his gentle expression and said, "Don't make trouble for Jin Chanzi, I will definitely teach you. I wonder who has the money? Take it out first, and a little bit of silver will be enough. Then I will return it to you."

Without waiting for Huang Junming to finish his words, Li Yuanheng took out the fast silver cake from somewhere and handed it over. Huang Junming did not answer and said to Li Yuanheng: "Yuanheng, give the silver cake to Fengjun first." Seeing that Feng Junzi took the silver in a daze, Huang Junming said again: "Fengjun, go and polish the silver powder to the silver."

Feng Junzi, who has the highest martial arts value in the All Heaven Immortal Palace, is just right to do this physical work. Not long after, Feng Junzi polished a small handful of silver powder and put it on the loading paper and sent it over.

Huang Junming took the silver powder and turned his head to see three tea bowls on the table in the Sutra Pavilion. He pointed at Wan Mingzi and said, "Come on, each of you three will press it with your hands on this table first. You master can guess these three bowls. Who did you use them?"

Three minutes later, Huang Junming began to explain in the shocked eyes of the disciples: "You know, the wounded patterns of each person are different. When a person touches the object, marks will be left. If you use a brush with silver powder, the marks will appear. When comparing the patterns on each person's hands, you can naturally easily distinguish a certain object who has used it. If you are interested, you can give it a try."

After saying that, Huang Junming stepped aside and glanced back and forth from the apprentices who were having fun. Suddenly, Huang Junming saw that one of the disciples had his hands behind his back and forth without participating in the fun between the brothers. Instead, he interspersed back and forth between the brothers and brothers, shouting happily. After carefully seeing who the person was, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of Huang Junming's mouth.

Huai Jingzi, you are dead! Huang Junming thought so.

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