After understanding, he could only suppress his temperament. It was not that he did not care about the vague crisis of Lingshan, but that he knew that no matter how anxious he was, the Taoist Pingbo was determined to let him go back and could not leave. If he did not bid farewell, there would be only one opportunity, that is, the critical survival of Lingshan was really coming to his sight, and he could fly back to share the hardships with his teachers and commanders without telling Pingbo. If he had stopped him, he would be afraid that his fellow disciples would not like him. But before the crisis, he would give him a statement. In any case, he could not let him catch this handle. Originally, he was trying to inflict a crime, and he would only worry about it. He would turn around and leave, and he would be overjoyed. Originally, what he wanted to find Lingshan was wrong, and he sent this handle to him, but it was a big problem.

Although this method is enough to comfort himself, every time it is late at night, he still can't sleep. He can only open his eyes to the roof above. After all, this place is not what he wants, and he still leaves early in his heart. He is already calm, but he still can't help but get anxious in the middle of the night. However, Taoist Pingbo seemed to have seen through the secret in his heart. He only asked Qian Ruohua to come and accompany him every day, treat him with good food, but he no longer meets him, nor asks him to meet him. Han Yiming sometimes vaguely tempted a few words, and Qian Ruohua only said: "My master said that my junior brother just stay for a few more days. These days my master

My father is extremely busy and cannot talk to my junior brother. I won’t be surprised? If my junior brother has something to say, just tell me. I will tell you to my master. If my junior brother is not in a hurry, I can wait until my master is finished. It’s not too late to say it.” Han Yiming knew that this was just a refusal, but he could not refute it. Qian Ruohua is so smart. Han Yiming didn’t know much of the disciples of Pingbo Taoist Master, but Han Yiming knew not much of the disciples of Pingbo Taoist Master, but Han Yiming didn’t know how many such disciples were under the throne of Pingbo Taoist Master. However, such a person would not give him a heavy responsibility and would be useless.

This stay lasted for about ten days. Han Yiming covered Qian Ruohua well in the daytime. But at night, he was a little indescribable. What was going on in Lingshan? He knew nothing and knew nothing was important. The Taoist Pingbo did not move, so there was no movement in Lingshan. But he could not just live here like this, and stayed for endlessly? But the Taoist Pingbo did not avoid meeting him, so he was under house arrest?

Han Yiming even suspected that Taoist Pingbo was not here. He just asked his disciples to accompany him, but he had no idea what to do. But after two days of this method, he was pushed down. After dinner, he talked with Qian Ruohua. Qian Ruohua saw that it was dark and said goodbye. Han Yiming went out for a walk and walked forward in the direction he had walked in the past. Behind was the place where the disciples of Taoist Pingbo gathered. Han Yiming never went backwards, but went to the front yard and the main hall.

He walked towards this place these days. In the main hall, the eternal lights were lit silently, but no one was heard. Han Yiming walked a few steps and saw two disciples in front of him also walked forward. They walked faster. After a blink of an eye, they had already walked to the main hall, put down the two wooden barrels in their hands and stood in front of the door behind the main hall. Han Yiming didn't know what they were going to do, but after waiting, one of the disciples took out something and tinkered in front of the door for a while. Han Yiming heard a "click" sound and knew that they had opened a door lock. There was a door lock hanging on the door behind the main hall, which was not like the halls elsewhere that were not locked.

A disciple pushed open the hall door and turned around and went in with another disciple. Han Yiming touched the front door and saw what they were doing in it from outside. Although the incense was soaring during the day, at night, few disciples came. When Han Yiming came, it was the first time that he saw a disciple coming here at night. Although the lights in the house were not on, the nine eternal lights were shining, and the two of them could not see clearly what they did. They stood in the hall for a while, and resigned for a while, and took down a lamp hanging on the beam. A disciple scooped something from the barrel with a wooden spoon and poured it into the bowl. Han Yiming knew that they were adding sesame oil to the eternal light. He was about to walk away, but suddenly, how much sesame oil can this bowl contain? It has been a long time since he saw them adding sesame oil.

I saw the abnormality and couldn't help but be careful. The two wooden barrels were not big, no different from ordinary wooden barrels. If it were the past, Han Yiming would never peek at what they did? But since he learned about the strangeness here and the head of the deer king, he was very careful about the abnormality in the Pingbo Gate. No wonder he was resentful in the heart of the Taoist Taoist Pingbo. If he wanted to kill him, he would inevitably be determined. Although Han Yiming was not afraid of death, he was unwilling to lose it in the hands of the Taoist Pingbo.

In the hands of a despicable person, I really don't want to do it. Secondly, if I die in normal times, I will die. But at this time, Lingshan is the place where he is worried and worried. If he dies, what should Senior Brother Ding do? Although there are still many senior brothers in Lingshan, he cannot refuse the power he can do what he should do. The senior brothers each have their own strengths and must not stand by and watch the dangers of Lingshan. But even though he knows that Lingshan is in trouble, he cannot take responsibility with everyone, which is the most uncomfortable thing.

The two disciples in the hall carefully took down the sea bowls hanging on the beams and added sesame oil. When they added sesame oil, one of the disciples always reached out and took out a lamp grass from the oil lamp and held it in their palms. Another disciple scooped a spoonful of sesame oil into the sea bowl. Han Yiming looked at it carefully and saw that half of the lamp oil in the sea bowl was poured into it, and it was not full, as if it had not been poured oil.

The disciple kept scooping out oil from the bucket beside him and added one spoonful of spoonfuls to the bowl. After adding it a few times, the bowl suddenly became full, but it was a moment when the room was full. It seemed that the lamp oil that had been added before was useless, and the last spoon filled the bowl. The disciple held the lamp grass with his hand with his hands carefully put the lamp grass in his hand into the bowl along the edge of the bowl. The two of them filled a bowl and hung the lamp back on the beam. Then they took another bowl and cheered inward.
Chapter completed!