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This is a spacious guest room with simple and elegant furnishings. In addition to the bedroom, there is a separate bathroom and study, and the view from the window is of the mountains.
This is the accommodation prepared by Yunxiao Temple for Director Qian and his entourage from the Religious Affairs Bureau. The group was arranged in several adjacent guest rooms to facilitate communication among them.
The guesthouse at Yunxiao Temple is a simple, three-story building surrounded by lush greenery. Its design has a secluded, winding feel, and it is not far from the Sanqing Hall, the core building of Yunxiao Mountain.
Due to the large number of guests this time, Yunxiao Mountain has made room available to accommodate all the guests.
At this moment, the lights in the guest room were still on, but several curtains had been drawn, and from the outside, it seemed that the occupant was already preparing to go to sleep.
However, inside the guest room, You Huizhong, the assistant director of the Religious Affairs Bureau, was sitting upright in a walnut armchair, dressed neatly, and showed no sign of wanting to sleep.
Sitting next to him was a man with an ordinary appearance, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, who was quietly pouring tea for the two of them.
Another man, also of average appearance, somewhat short and stout, and unremarkable in looks, was sitting on another wooden chair not far away, with a laptop open, typing something on it.
If a guest master from Yunxiao Temple were present at this time, he would recognize that the two men had also entered the temple as Director Qian's attendants, but in public, their position was that of You Huizhong's subordinate.
"Assistant You, you accompanied the Director to meet Abbot Li today. Did you get any useful information?" The man with gold-rimmed glasses poured tea for both of them, took a sip, savored it slightly, nodded, and then turned to Qian Huizhong beside him. Judging from his casual demeanor, he didn't seem like an ordinary subordinate at all.
You Huizhong didn't seem to mind his behavior at all. He sighed and shook his head: "Like master, like disciple. This flawless rhetoric is quite reminiscent of his master..."
"They talked a lot about doctrines and such, but nothing important." You Huizhong picked up his teacup and took a sip. "The director hinted at it a few times, but he just wouldn't respond. I don't know if he genuinely didn't understand, or if he was just pretending not to..."
"What did the old master say about his ascension to immortality?"
"After all that rambling about the profound and mysterious classics of Taoism, in the end, it still doesn't really explain what's going on..."
The man nodded calmly, "In that case, let's use our methods. We must find out their background..."
"This is a very important matter. It's a big day for Yunxiao Temple. You mustn't mess it up and cause a mess..." You Huizhong frowned and reminded him with some concern.
"Don't worry, we've always been professionals in this area," he said, gesturing to the short, stout man who was working on his laptop.
The short, stout man nodded, pulled out a backpack from the side, and took out a box the size of a laptop. He placed it on the desk, and after unlocking it, he found dozens of extremely intricate-looking parts inside. Each part was smaller than a fingernail, and at first glance, it was impossible to tell what they were.
The man wearing glasses then took out a small flashlight to illuminate his path.
The short, stout man took out a specially made lens and put it over his right eye. With the lens's assistance, he assembled the parts with remarkable speed and dexterity, like building blocks. Soon, he had created a mechanical flying insect about the size of half a thumb. It looked somewhat like a large green bottle fly. The insect was extremely detailed and even had wings on its back. Unless you looked closely, you wouldn't be able to tell that it was mechanical.
Beside him, a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses pressed a spot on the temple of his glasses, and a miniature light screen appeared on the lens. He turned his head, and the insect's head followed suit, along with its field of vision. Clearly, his glasses had a visual tracking function implanted in them.
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