March day changes quickly.

When I went out in the morning, the sky was clear.

But when you come out of the yamen, the sky becomes gloomy.

Su Dawei looked at the sky and felt something was wrong. He didn't bring his rain gear. If it rained on the way to Wannian County, it would turn into a chicken. He was determined to wait, but then he thought, God knew when to wait. It was not important to have stolen goods or something. What's important is that he had to take this opportunity to go to Dacien Temple. There was a strange thing yesterday, and he would definitely be very busy next time. If he missed today, he would have to wait for the next rest, otherwise he would probably not have the chance.

Forget it, go to Dacien Temple first and then see the situation.

Thinking of this, Su Dawei was busy speeding up his pace.

Perhaps because of the change of sky, the pedestrians on the road were all in a hurry.

It was already noon when I arrived at Jinchangfang.

When Su Dawei followed the path in his memory and entered from the back door of Dacien Temple, he had been holding back all morning of rain, and finally couldn't help it. It was pouring down with a spring thunder. The rain fell very hard, and in the blink of an eye, the world was connected by the rain curtain.

The Dacien Temple is very deserted.

Perhaps because of the weather, when Su Dawei walked into Dacien Temple, there were no more pilgrims.

Most of the monks returned to the meditation room.

The construction site is even more empty and deserted.

Su Dawei was soaked in the rain. He stood in the heavy rain and looked around.

He quickly found the big tree in his memory, so he quickly walked forward and came under the big tree.

Boom, a thunder sound.

Su Dawei was so scared that his heart trembled.

Don’t stand under a tree when you are thundering, this is common sense.

However, Su Dawei had no other choice. If he didn't do it at this time and wanted to do it again, it would be troublesome.

He hurriedly squatted under the tree, pulled out a dagger, and repeatedly inserted it into the ground.

Um?

It seems to have been found!

Su Dawei felt that the dagger seemed to be stuck in some hard object.

He quickly put away his dagger and dig the ground with his hands. He didn't know if it was because he was wet with rain. Su Dawei's hands were like two sharp claws, and soon dug a deep pit under the roots of the tree. In the deep pit, there was an item wrapped in oil paper, which looked quite large. Su Dawei didn't care about wiping away the mud and water on his face, and excitedly increased the speed. After digging the pit a little bigger, he reached out and took out the oil paper wrap.

Click!

A silver snake rushed out of the clouds and fell down fiercely, slashing on the tree.

Su Dawei felt a stream of air coming and directly overturned him out. After rolling in the mud and water, he felt dizzy. Looking up, he saw that the big tree, from top to bottom, splitting away most of it as if it was chopped by an axe.

Wrapped in oil paper, right in mud and water not far from him.

"Is it thundering?"

"I seemed to see someone on the big tree just now."

"Let's go, come and take a look..."

From the distant meditation room, movement came.

Su Dawei slowly got up and saw someone shaking and running from the Zen room.

not good!

He was shocked and struggled to get up. He picked up the greased paper package and ran away without saying a word.

"It seems someone?"

"What did he run?"

"No, don't be thieves."

"Don't run away, the Buddhist land will not allow you to be rampant."

The monks shouted loudly, attracting more people.

However, Su Dawei was very fast. Before the monks arrived at the construction site, he had already run under the gable, kicked the wall with one foot, and leveraged his strength to rush up. He grabbed the wall with one hand and jumped over the gable.

There were screams and scoldings from the gables.

But the walls and temples are too strong, and even if the monks want to chase them, they can't get out of the wall as easily as Su Dawei.

When they went out, Su Dawei had already slipped away!

Dacien Temple, translation site.

Master Xuanzang stood in front of the window of the Sutra Tower and looked out.

The direction he was looking at was the construction site.

Judging from his position, you can vaguely see the burning fire after the tree was struck by lightning.

At this time, Master Xuanzang was nearly fifty years old.

Perhaps because he traveled west to seek Buddhist scriptures in his early years and suffered hardships along the way, he looked a little old.

After returning from the Buddhist scriptures from India, he devoted himself to the translation of Buddhist scriptures.

Emperor Taizong asked him to come out several times, but he refused on the grounds of translating Buddhist scriptures.

Dacien Temple is his main place for translating Buddhist scriptures. In a year, he spent almost 70% of his time in the translation site. He did not agree to ask him as the abbot several times in the temple. In his opinion, everything is not as important as translating Buddhist scriptures. However, what happened at the construction site today alarmed him.

"Master, do you want me to chase me?"

Behind Master Xuanzang, there was a head of the throne.

He wore a golden ring, his golden hair was scattered, and he was wearing a gray monk's robe.

"No need, it's better to have less things than more. Those things are buried there, and it's a disaster. Now that they have been taken away, it's a disaster. In fact, this is great. For us, it's better to translate Buddhist scriptures as soon as possible."

The monk had a sharp-mouthed cheek and a short head.

After hearing Master Xuanzang's words, he was a little unwilling to accept it.

But he didn't dare to talk back to Master Xuanzang, so he had to say, "This will make the little thief cheaper."

Su Dawei escaped from Dacien Temple and immediately turned into a secluded Fangqu.

Due to the heavy rain, there were no people in Fangqu. He ran along Fangqu, and after confirming that there was no one around, he jumped over the wall and jumped to the street. Fortunately, the rain was getting heavier and heavier at this time, and there were no people on the street. After coming to the street, Su Dawei was sure that there were no pursuers behind him, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

After wiping the mud on his face, he looked at the oil paper package in his arms.

The portion is not light, it is quite heavy!

He looked left and right and saw a shed not far away, so he ran away.

The rain began to slow down.

Su Dawei waited for about a stick of incense in the shed, and saw that the rain had become laughing, so he hurriedly left.

He went to Wannian County and the county government office first, found the county government office's troupe, and after he revealed his identity, the troupe received the package.

"This little thief is really strange. He stole something and didn't want to hide it. Instead, he threw it in Qinglong Temple."

Banting said, "I think it was a strange thing yesterday. The thief was panicked when he heard about it, so he didn't dare to take it for himself."

"By the way, is it really weird?"

The head of the troupe is Changwei, and he speaks a little unscrupulously.

Su Dawei smiled and said, "What a weird thing? It's just someone pretending to be a ghost."

"Hahaha, that's right, I'm pretending to be a god and making a fool of myself, right?"

Su Dawei did not take on this. If it were Yang Yizhi or Jiang Mohe, he might have blown his mouth. But he couldn't. He was just a bad person. If he talked too much, he might not cause any trouble, so it would be best to shut up.

Fortunately, Changwei also knew the rules here, and after making a few jokes, he didn't continue to talk about them.

"How about it, is it the item you lost?"

"Yes, it's the stolen items."

"Here, count the things clearly, and then sign and copy here, and you can take them away."

"Thank you, head of the house."

Su Dawei followed the list, counted the items, signed and sealed them, and then said goodbye to Changwei with the stolen goods.

This stolen goods are indeed lost items in Baima Lane.

It was Zhou Liang who contacted a thief in Chang'an Prison. After stealing the things, Zhou Liang handed over them to a servant in Wannian County. Later, the servant pretended to have found the stolen goods in Qinglong Temple, and Chang'an County took over and returned them to the owner.

With such a turnaround, no one will suffer any losses.

Zhou Liang would find an excuse to release the thief from Chang'an Prison in advance; the servants in Wannian County would receive rewards for this; Su Dawei could enter Baima Lane to investigate the situation under the name of exploring the scene. However, no one expected that there would be a Goguryeo ghost soldier in Baima Lane. However, there was no deviation at all, which was also considered the Great Perfect ending.

From this point of view, we can see that Su Dawei’s Taoism is not good enough.

Without Zhou Liang, this series of actions would not be able to be carried out.

It can be said that this is also a kind of ability. Bad people really need very good connections and flexible means. This is even more so for bad handsome men. Most of the people they want to deal with are group leaders of various parties, not those kind of gangsters. Without enough connections and friendship and means, it is impossible to sit firmly in the position of bad handsome men.
To be continued...