After being reborn with Sister Zha, I was stunned!

Mu Beiyan also said: "Yes, if you count it this way, he can be considered half a Beixin Dynasty man. If you go and persuade him, he might listen to you."

Feng Yunmo smiled bitterly: "He doesn't know me at all. I went to the Prince's Mansion to ask for an audience a few days ago, but he thought I was a liar and kicked me out. Then I went to the Prime Minister's Mansion... When my aunt left Xituo Kingdom, he was only two or three years old. It's normal that he didn't know there was someone like me..."

His words made the three of them silent again.

After a moment, Mu Beiyan said, "Since we have confirmed that the king is fake, and we know that this matter is closely related to the crown prince, then we might as well keep a close eye on the crown prince and see if we can find anything."

"Yeah." Feng Yunmo and Shen Qingyin both nodded in agreement.

If you want to know the whereabouts of the real king Xiao Chucheng, you can only start from the prince.

But the prince is not an ordinary person, and he is surrounded by many guards. In order to avoid alerting the enemy, Mu Beiyan and Feng Yun Mosui agreed that the two of them would go and keep an eye on him personally.

For the next two days, Shen Qingyin never saw the two again.

On the third day, the two finally came back and brought back a piece of news.

"The prince is going out of the city to the Sandalwood Temple to pray for the king?" Shen Qingyin stood up when he heard that.

There is obviously something fishy about this.

The monarch is fake and in good health. He claims to be ill just to deceive people. The prince knows this best.

Pretending to pray for blessings is most likely for some other purpose.

Mu Beiyan and Feng Yunmo naturally understood the reason behind this.

"Is there something wrong with the Sandalwood Temple? Or is the king hidden in the Sandalwood Temple?" Mu Beiyan guessed.

This guess made the eyes of the three people light up.

Indeed, this is possible.

Otherwise, there would be no need for the prince to make this trip.

"Then let's go to Sandalwood Temple today?" Shen Qingyin looked at the two of them in a negotiating tone.

Whether the king is hidden in Sandalwood Temple or not, this journey is inevitable.

It is better to go early than late, you might find something.

Mu Beiyan and Feng Yunmo looked at each other and nodded.

The three of them agreed and decided to set off immediately.

It was still morning, broad daylight, so the three of them had to disguise themselves.

Mu Beiyan and Shen Qingyin returned to their attire as a middle-aged businessman couple, while Feng Yunmo turned back into Doctor Mo.

The three of them walked separately and met again outside the city.

Sandalwood Temple is twenty miles outside Lingxiao City. When the three men arrived with a few maids, there were many pilgrims on the mountain.

They split into two groups, and Feng Yunmo went into the temple first through the Wuxiang Gate on the left to investigate.

Mu Beiyan and Shen Qingyin pretended to be ordinary pilgrims. They first went to the main hall to worship the Buddha, and then pretended to wander around the temple, but actually looked around, hoping to find any clues.

The two walked from the front yard to the back yard of the temple, and saw fewer and fewer pilgrims.

"Look." Shen Qingyin looked at a corner tower not far away.

The corner tower is located in the very corner of the temple, surrounded by trees and is five stories high.

The two walked closer and found that the door was locked. Not only was it locked, but there was also a large iron chain tightly connecting the door knockers on both sides.

Mu Beiyan couldn't help but frown.

The iron chain on the door is as thick as a human arm and looks out of place in the tranquility of Buddhism.

"Strange, where is this place?" Shen Qingyin pulled Mu Beiyan to get closer, but a little monk suddenly appeared in front of them.

"Amitabha, what are you two donors looking for?" The little monk looked alert.

Shen Qingyin was slightly stunned.

Mu Beiyan bowed calmly and said, "Young Master, we are here for the first time. We found the temple very beautiful and walked here unconsciously. We also saw that this corner building is very unique and wanted to take a look. I wonder what this building is used for and why it is locked?"

"I see," the little monk smiled, "This corner tower has been abandoned for many years and is not very attractive. If you two want to enjoy the scenery, you might as well go to the front yard to see the crabapple tree. It bloomed especially early this year, and the color of the flowers is also unique, which is rare to see."

"Okay, thank you, young master." Mu Beiyan pulled Shen Qingyin and turned around and slowly walked towards the front yard.

Behind them, the little monk looked in the direction the two men left, his face darkening.

"There might be something strange about this attic." Mu Beiyan said softly as he walked, "Come back in the evening."

Why is it necessary to lock an abandoned attic with heavy iron chains?

What's more, the iron chain is obviously new.

Even the stone steps at the door were spotless, cleaner than anywhere else...

"Hmm." Shen Qingyin also began to doubt.

At night, the temple was silent.

Mu Beiyan and Feng Yunmo, along with a dozen secret guards, dressed in night clothes, quietly approached the backyard of the temple. When they were close, they leaped up the high wall silently and then fell into the courtyard.

Under the dim moonlight, a group of people moved quickly towards the corner tower.

The matter was of great importance, so after weighing the pros and cons, they decided to bring more people.

Mu Beiyan waved his hand, and someone immediately came forward to open the iron chain.

After a while, the chain was opened. Mu Beiyan gently pushed the door open and walked in. He took out a tinder, lit it, and saw the situation in the room clearly.

The room was empty except for a huge bronze Buddha statue in the middle. Mu Beiyan touched it and found it was clean, obviously someone had wiped it frequently.

After looking around and seeing that there was nothing special about the first floor, Mu Beiyan and Feng Yunmo looked at each other and quietly went up to the second floor along the wooden stairs.

The second floor was filled with more than ten shelves, all of which were filled with books, but there was nothing else besides books.

Continue to the third floor. Like the second floor, the third floor is also full of books.

Just as Mu Beiyan and his group were about to go to the fourth floor, a slight snoring sound suddenly came from the area.

"Someone!"

He immediately stopped, signaled everyone to be quiet, and carefully identified the source of the snoring.

"Upstairs." He said after a moment.

So he asked people to extinguish the candles in their hands, and walked in front with Feng Yunmo lightly, cautiously heading towards the fourth floor. The closer they got to the fourth floor, the clearer the sound became, and it was obvious that it was not the snoring of one person, but of at least four or five people.

When they reached the stairs, Mu Beiyan packed up and the people behind him immediately divided into three teams. One team followed Feng Yunmo to the left, another team followed Mu Beiyan to the right, and another team guarded the stairs.

The left and right teams took action at the same time, and soon, sounds of surprise and screams were heard in the house.

When the candles were lit, they saw six monks being controlled.

Several monks were still half-sleepy, and looked stunned when they saw the group of men in black in front of them.

"You, who are you?" asked an older monk.

"Stop talking nonsense and tell me, why do you monks live here?" Feng Yunmo placed a soft sword across the monk's neck.