My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!
Chapter 654 - 412 Escaping into the Monastery_3

Chapter 654: Chapter 412 Escaping into the Monastery_3

Only to reveal an ancient book carefully wrapped in cowhide... the Huayan Sutra?

[Did you already know there was something inside?]

More than another national treasure hidden within a national treasure, Ning Shisan was shocked that the other party seemed to have anticipated this...

But this Buddha head was clearly created a thousand years ago...

This is completely unscientific!

Could it be that what I have in my hand is also a counterfeit? Has it really been switched out already?

But in terms of both appearance and material, this book doesn’t look like anything modern, does it?

Meng Lang looked at Ning Shisan, who stood frozen on the spot, his forehead crinkled with question marks, and simply smiled.

"What’s wrong? Don’t you want to open it and have a look? There’s a shocking secret hidden inside!"

Ning Shisan instinctively reached out his hand, but just as he was about to touch it, he abruptly pulled back.

[Better not, curiosity killed the cat, I’m just a legman...]

Meng Lang chuckled. This assassin is quite cautious...

In fact, the contents of this scripture, unless it’s used by the person it’s meant for, will just seem like a bunch of incomprehensible religious babble, even if read.

Even the empress who personally transcribed it might not know the real secret hidden within...

As for the "historical text" about the Heavenly Book not recorded in the script, it’s necessary to mention a family that has orally passed down the secret for a thousand years...

Even Meng Lang couldn’t help but want to give them a round of applause...

Thank them for their outstanding contributions to Huaxia archaeology!

[Ding Dong!] At this moment, a doorbell suddenly rang in the video, and the Ning Shisan in front of the camera immediately became alert.

"No need to panic, I called for a courier. Just pack the book and hand it over to him," Meng Lang said with a smile.

[Understood!]

...

After ending the communication, the book was quickly sent through city express delivery into the mailbox of First-class Residence community...

During this time, Zero invaded the courier company’s sorting system, changed the recipient and address multiple times, and finally completely erased the system records, including the virtual number the courier called.

Less than half a day later, Meng Lang retrieved what he wanted from the mailbox.

Ning Shisan probably couldn’t imagine that the "puppet master" was just a district away from him...

Of course, all the surveillance cameras en route had been hacked.

Even if someone intent on investigating, they would never find out where this "ghost courier" had gone...

Zhuge Liang lived a life of utmost caution!

The experiences of the past serve as a lesson for the future.

When it comes to being cautious, Meng Xiaolang is second to none!

...

In the following days, Meng Lang did not leave his house, dedicating all his time to solving the "cracking" issue...

"Ding Dong!"

The doorbell rang, and the moment the door opened, the Lin Haitang standing at the doorway was stunned.

Meng Lang, with heavy dark circles under his eyes, looked listless, a far cry from the spirited young man he was before!

"You... what happened to you?"

Lin Haitang had been away on business for several days, possibly on purpose.

She hadn’t expected that soon after her return, Xiao Yu told her that the uncle’s mental state had been off lately.

After suddenly disregarding sleep and food, she wanted to see how he was doing.

She thought Xiao Yu was overreacting, but it turned out that he really did look like he had lost his soul...

"Oh! Haitang, you’re back, eh? I’m fine, it’s just that there are some things I can’t figure out recently.

I thought I’d read some books to clear my doubts, but the more I read, the more my head buzzes..."

Meng Lang said weakly.

After studying those incredibly arcane texts for the past two days, he realized that for an ordinary person like him, it was nothing short of mental torture.

So much so that he didn’t have the energy to worry about Lin Haitang’s "unauthorized business trip" anymore.

"What sort of book can make a person end up like this?" Lin Haitang frowned.

Meng Lang didn’t hide the truth, "Buddhist Scripture."

"Uh..." Lin Haitang was speechless but couldn’t help asking another question.

"Did something happen?"

Hearing the concern in Lin Haitang’s voice, Meng Lang suddenly smiled.

"Yes! Not having seen you for a single day feels like three autumns have passed... haven’t you heard that missing someone is a kind of illness?

Sigh! The more I think about things I don’t want to think about, the more tired my heart feels.

Actually, I have been seriously studying Buddhist Law lately, contemplating whether or not to sever emotional ties and retreat from the secular world..."

Lin Haitang really wanted to roll her eyes.

But for some reason, Meng Lang’s tone sounded earnest...

Hey! Inner strength shouldn’t be this fragile, I can’t explain this to Aunt Yang...

"Cough! Go wash up, then come over for dinner, I cooked today."

Meng Lang’s heart leapt with joy.

For Lin Haitang to proactively say such a thing, that level of enthusiasm, was already at its peak.

"Hmm... if you run into any trouble and need our help, just say the word..."

Lin Haitang said, then turned to leave.

"Hey! Wait! There is something I need your help with!" Meng Lang immediately followed up, smiling without any pretense.

Lin Haitang stopped and turned around.

"What is it?"

"You know I don’t have a car, so it would be great if you could drive me to a place."

"Hmm?" Lin Haitang instantly became cautious.

Meng Lang gazed at her, all smiles.

"Don’t worry! Where I want to go is not a place for romance and love talk!"

Lin Haitang: "..."

...

Several hours later.

Lin Haitang looked up to see a slightly worn signboard above her head that read "Nanshan Temple," and she was speechless.

Alright, this indeed isn’t "a place for romance and love talk"...

But what is he doing at a temple?

He wouldn’t really be contemplating retreat from the secular world, would he?

While she was lost in thought, an elderly monk clad in a yellow robe slowly emerged from the temple.

On seeing Meng Lang and her at the gate, the old monk was startled, but the next moment he approached them with a joyful face and joined his palms in a greeting.

"Amitabha! So it turns out Mr. Meng has traveled from afar, we failed to welcome you properly!"

Meng Lang too greeted with a smile.

"Long time no see, Master Intelligent..."