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"Check it out!"

Qin Shuang finally made up his mind, changed into night clothes, put on a veil and a hat, put some spirit pattern jade plaques in the baggage, carried the burden on his back, quietly opened the window, pricked up his ears to listen, and then his body slid out of the window like a fish, squatting on the window and the ground, pricking up his ears to listen, the surroundings were already quiet, and the smell of fireworks was still wafting in the air, but it was already quiet, it seemed that the city guards and the people of the Wuzong Hall had evacuated.

Qin Shuang's figure scurried out silently like a tanuki, jumping in the shadows, and soon came to the wall of the Confucian Academy, and then pricked up his ears and listened for a while, his eyes scanned around, and then he grabbed the wall with both hands, and looked out at the street with half of his head.

There were footsteps in the distance, not the footsteps of a person, and Qin Shuang narrowed his eyes and then looked at the footsteps in the light of the stars and moon, and saw a squad of city guards patrolling, walking down the street towards this side. Qin Shuang quietly retracted his head and pricked up his ears to listen.

The sound of footsteps grew from far to near, and then faded away until they disappeared. Qin Shuang stretched out his head again, looked to the left and right, and when he saw that there was no one left, he used his hands to exert force, and his figure flew over the wall, falling like a dead leaf outside the wall, and then his body swept rapidly, and in the night it flew like a wisp of black smoke towards the slum.

On a roof ridge more than 300 meters away from the idealist's house, Qinshuang lay there and looked at the idealist's house.

There was silence all around, and in winter there was not even the sound of insects, only the howling of the cold wind.

Qin Shuang didn't dare to release her soul power, she was sure that if there were lurking martial artists of the Martial Sect Hall here, they would definitely have a demon appraisal plate in their hands and would discover her soul power. So she could only look around with her eyes.

But there is no trace of people around, but this does not mean that there must be no hidden warriors here, but Qin Shuang has not found it.

Qin Shuang lay there quietly, she was going to wait here until dawn, and leave if there was no movement.

Half an hour later, a thousand kilometers away, a figure was walking towards it.

Dressed in a night suit with a veil and hat. But it is the ideal Tu Lei. He had been going to another nearby town for a few days to attend a secret meeting of monastics, and he was returning from there. He had already come to the outside of the city in the afternoon, but he was alert to find that the gate of the city was very strictly checked, and the warrior with the Martial Sect Hall stood at the gate of the city with a demon appraisal plate in his hand, so he waited until midnight to climb over the city wall and came in.

His figure silently approached his dwelling place in the darkness of the night, and when he was about three hundred meters away from his dwelling, he threw himself into a tree, and then took out a paper bird from his bosom, raised his hand and threw it out, and the paper bird turned into a black bird and flew in the night sky towards his dwelling.

As a cultivator living on the Martial Continent, he was extremely cautious in all his actions. He smelled a hint of unease in the strict inspection at the city gates this afternoon. It stands to reason that in this case, the best way is to immediately run away and immediately go to Lucheng.

However, there were still many precious materials in the basement of his room, so he took a certain risk to come back and take a look. He had already realized the solemn atmosphere of Lucheng now, and he was ready to take his materials and leave Lucheng immediately.

Every cultivator is extremely cautious, he doesn't know if the cultivators in Lucheng have been caught, whether the people who have been caught know where he lives, and whether they have confessed to him. Moreover, every time a prudent monastic person leaves his home, he has his own unique way of letting himself know if anyone has broken into his home during the period of time he has been away.

When the Ideal left his house, he froze a hair with water under the door. In winter, it's normal for the door to have some ice on it. But as soon as someone opens the door, that hair breaks. At this time, the ideal person releases the paper bird, which is to check whether the hair is broken through the paper bird.

If that hair breaks, he will immediately leave here without hesitation, leaving Deer City.

Under the night sky.

A blackbird landed on the wall of the courtyard and then fell towards the door of the courtyard.

But......

As soon as the paper bird landed on the wall, in a house opposite the house of the Idealist, a pair of eyes behind the window lit up, and whispered:

"He's back. ”

"Where?" was another voice.

"The blackbird, he's using the blackbird to see if anyone has broken into his house...... Oh no, he must have a secret mark that we don't know about......"

"Flutter la la ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw the blackbird fly into the night sky from within the wall.

"Oh no, he's nearby, and we found out we've broken into his house. ”

"So what are you waiting for?"

"Bang ......"

The doors and windows were smashed open at the same time, and several figures rushed out of the doors and windows, and jumped onto the ridge of the roof with their bodies in a single figure, and one of them raised his hand and threw a signal flare.

"Boom ......"

A flame exploded in the air, and a "bang" sound was heard, and the doors and windows of more than a dozen houses around the house of the Truthful were smashed open almost simultaneously, even the doors and windows of the house where the Truthful lived were also knocked open, and countless figures rushed out of the dozen houses. A warrior standing on the roof shouted:

"He's nearby, search!"

There was a frightened glint in the eyes of the idealist, and he flew away with unusual determination. He knew that this was not the best time to escape, and there was a very high chance that someone would find out. However, if he doesn't escape decisively, it won't be long before more martial artists from the Martial Sect Hall will arrive, and at that time, a trend of catching turtles in the urn will be formed, and it will be too late to run again. Therefore, he would rather be discovered by the other party, relying on himself to take the lead, and not hide there far away.

Qin Shuang's heart was also shocked, she also saw the blackbird just now, and she knew that the Truther had returned. Then he saw countless martial artists from the Martial Sect Hall appear, and he couldn't help but say in his heart:

"Not good!"

But he didn't dare to move, and if he moved at this time, he had the same great possibility of being discovered as the idealist. If in the end, these people from the Martial Sect Hall did not find the idealist, presumably the idealist would stay away from Lucheng, and the danger of Qinshuang would be temporarily lifted. If the martial artists of the Martial Sect Hall finally find the ideal one, it will attract the attention of all the martial artists of the Martial Sect Palace, and that is the best time for Qin Shuangdong.

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