Ai Qing stared at the direction of the main peak, although he couldn't accurately judge the southeast and northwest now, but the location of the main peak should not be in that direction.

Judging by the location of the Eye of the Giant in the mural, that is to say, the location of the Taoist Temple is on the third mountain, if this is the case, doesn't it mean that they have bypassed the main peak and come directly here from Mingyue Peak?

"Monkey, how long did it take you to get from the reservoir to this temple?" Ai Qing asked.

"It's more than an hour, maybe two hours. "The time spent on the road is not counted.

Ai Qing opened Hawkeye's positioning, cleared the records of his previous walks in the Loop, and called up the three-dimensional structure of Kuafu Mountain, and he marked the approximate location of them in the model through the surrounding environment and the proportions on the murals.

The distance from the reservoir to the temple is not close, and it is still a rainy mountain road, so it should take longer, definitely not two hours to complete, and you have to pass through the foot of the main peak.

"Do you see the main peak?"

"The main peak? I walked on a flat area, and I didn't even see the shadow of the main peak. ”

Ai Qing returned to the inside of the main hall and tried to find some more clues in the murals, but everything was in vain, the murals are murals, and the things that can be recorded are limited, not to mention that it is only a work from a few decades ago, how can it be possible to record the modern method of going to the main peak.

Unable to get any useful information, Ai Qing gave up decisively, and the night was already late, so in order not to affect tomorrow's actions, he was ready to sleep.

When he walked back to the fire, the last flame had been extinguished, and the corner became pitch black, which did not affect Ai Qing's judgment, Hawkeye habitually glanced at the three people who had fallen asleep around the fire, but there was one less?

Ai Qing's sleepiness disappeared suddenly, she pulled out the long sword at her waist, and looked around at the surrounding environment, her eagle eye did not let go of any detail, but she still couldn't find anything wrong.

Thinking about where the disappeared person might go, he walked to the door of the main hall with his sword, and the row of footprints on the steps had not yet been washed away by the rain, and it was obvious that they had just been stepped on.

These footprints could not have been left by him, because the shoes he wore would not have left any traces.

Ai Qing's eyes followed the direction of the footprints, until the main entrance of the Taoist temple, the footprints disappeared at the door, and they should have been out of the courtyard.

It was no one else who disappeared, but a ghost who had a previous criminal record, and it stands to reason that he was now seriously ill and could not leave the Taoist temple in the heavy rain, unless there was some other purpose, and a feeling of uneasiness spread to Ai Qing's heart.

He glanced back at the dragon girl and the lone dragon who were still sleeping inside, and with a hard step on his calf, his body rushed out like a cannonball, following the route of the footprints, he flew up the steps and leaped, and a hook and lock shot out of the cuff of his right wrist, hooking a big tree outside the Taoist temple.

The force of the hook lock pulled back his body directly to the trunk of the tree, Ai Qing squatted on the thick branches, Eagle Eye scanned the ground around the Taoist Temple, and an extremely shallow and faint path was marked by Eagle Eye with a red mark.

The footprints led all the way to the mountain behind the Taoist temple, and disappeared in a dense wood, Ai Qing naturally would not let a person who knew good or evil lurk beside him and others, and without thinking too much, he jumped off the tree trunk, turned on the grip function of the spikes on the soles, and ran towards the mountain in the face of the torrential rain.

Ai Qing ran all the way, holding the long sword in his right hand and not daring to take it back, he was not sure if his whereabouts had attracted the attention of the enemy.

The dull thunder grew louder and louder, and it seemed to break out of the thick clouds, tear the clouds, and free itself. The blue light of the dazzling lightning rushed by, and the thunder roared with it, shaking people's hearts and shaking the earth.

The trees on the mountain are much denser than next to the Taoist temple, Ai Qing followed the footprints for a long time, chased all the way to the middle of the mountain, and stepped into the dense woods, the footprints he had been tracking disappeared, without any warning.

Ai Qing slowed down, walking around one tree after another towards the inside, Hawkeye's scanning never stopped.

Suddenly, there was the sound of feet stomping on blisters behind him, accompanied by a muffled thunder in the sky, and the screeching sound that pierced the air was hidden in it.

Ai Qing's right hand holding the sword waved back vigorously, and his body relied on the strength of his waist to rotate one hundred and eighty degrees on the hillside, and turned behind him, a white mask illuminated by lightning appeared in front of him, and a sword light appeared at him.

"Ding!" the two long swords collided, bursting out with violent sparks.

Ai Qing's body bounced backwards with the help of force, and two white chess pieces thunder shot out from her left hand, shooting at the chest of the white-faced man.

The chess piece was cut in half by the thin sword in the white-faced man's hand before it could get close, this thin sword was different from the long sword in Ai Qing's hand, Ai Qing's long sword was extremely elastic and could be turned into a belt to hide.

The white-faced man's thin sword resembles a traditional French sword, thin and long, with a rounded arc at the hilt.

Ai Qing's electric shock chess piece Lei ran out, and the other miniature offensive equipment was in the backpack, and he was in a hurry to catch up just now, and he didn't replenish it on his body in time.

With a flip of his wrist, two daggers fell into Ai Qing's hands, his eyes were locked on the white-faced man's body, his left hand shook slightly, and the two daggers shot out, and his body rushed towards the white-faced man along with the dagger.

"Ding, ding!" the dagger flicked away.

At this time, Ai Qing's long sword had reached the front of the white-faced man, and only a pair of reddish eyes were revealed in the white mask, squinting slightly, as if he was laughing at Ai Qing's skills.

The white-faced man easily dodged the blow with his head sideways, and the saber in his hand cut at Ai Qing, although the second sword was thin, its sharpness was even higher than Ai Qing's long sword, which could be seen from the speed at which it cut the chess piece thunder.

Ai Qing kicked the ground with his left foot, his body was in the air, and then the remaining force of the sword rotated three hundred and sixty degrees in the air, and kicked the wrist of the white-faced man holding the sword, kicking it away, and the long sword in his hand pulled out a sword flower, and the surrounding rain was divided into finer droplets of water and scattered into the distance.

"Ding, listen, listen!" The white-faced man put away his sword to block, his movements were precise and in place, without any bells and whistles.

At this time, Ai Qing was in a state of imminent landing in the air, and there was nothing around him that could be borrowed, the white-faced man seized this opportunity, and the saber blocked Ai Qing's attack again, and his right foot stepped on the ground and kicked up, the target was Ai Qing's lower abdomen.

Ai Qing showed a sneer, such a small trick was not difficult for him, the power that erupted from his waist, and with the help of the elastic force of the collision of the two swords, the direction of his landing changed subtly, when he was about to use the second stage.

There was a sharp pain from his waist to his chest, the strength he had just gathered collapsed instantly, and his body began to fall freely uncontrollably, this mistake was due to Lai Hou Yan's previous jump down on the boulder, and the internal injuries were always on the verge of attack, and sure enough, bad things have causes and consequences.

The white-faced man's kick happened right in Ai Qing's abdomen, and without the slightest mercy, he kicked Ai Qing into the air of a tree trunk three meters away.

Ai Qing's back slammed against the tree, her body slowly slid down the trunk and sat on the ground, a mouthful of dark red blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth, which was also mixed with the bruises from the previous injury, so it was black and red blood.

"You can't beat me. The white-faced man pointed his sword in the direction where Ai Qing was.

"How do you know I can't beat you?"

Ai Qing wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with her hand, put it to her mouth, poked out her tongue and licked it, her eyes were bloodshot, angry and painful.

"Because the body is not yours. The white-faced man stood there, not in pursuit of victory.

Ai Qing's pupils shrank suddenly, raised his arm, and a white chess piece thunder flew out of the launcher inside the cuff.

"Electric shocks are useless. ”

The white-faced man said softly, and the saber pointed forward, and the tip of the sword just hit the chess piece mine, and instead of the expected electric shock, it exploded into a cloud of smoke, instantly surrounding the white-faced man inside.

Ai Qing waited for an opportunity to move, grabbed the long sword at his feet and rushed into the smoke, and said in his mouth: "Who said that white must be an electric shock?"

Hawkeye scanned the white-faced man's location, and the long sword stabbed straight forward.

"Dang Chang!" the white-faced man's sword was picked up by Ai Qing's long sword and flew into the air.

Ai Qing flew up and kicked at the hilt of the sword, kicked his saber into the air, and shot into the trunk of a tree on the side, just about to swing the sword again to attack the white-faced man, when he turned around and saw the dark muzzle of the gun aimed at his face.

"Do you think I don't know your little abacus?" said the white-faced man.

Ai Qing dropped the long sword, raised his hands, and in front of the master, he didn't want to make any extreme operations to grab the gun, which would only kill faster.

"Who the hell are you?"

"I can't tell you this, you can ask me some other questions. ”

Now it is obvious that the white-faced man has controlled Ai Qing, but he asked Ai Qing to ask questions, and he doesn't know what his intentions are.

Ai Qing stared at the white-faced man's eyes, trying to analyze the person's identity from his pupils, but everything was not as simple as he thought, his eagle-eye scan was shielded from the white-faced man's mask, unable to detect.

Ai Qing, who had no choice, had no choice but to ask, "Did you break my visitor?"

"That's right!"

"You also left the note for going down the mountain?"

"It's me!"

"What is your purpose?"

The white-faced man paused for a second and then said, "I just want to tell you one thing, if you want to find the Gu Xi Pupil Chakra, you must climb the main peak." ”

"Why?" Ai Qing wondered why the white-faced man knew everything.

"Because it's made up of two halves, it's time for me to go!" the white-faced man looked at the smoke around him that was about to dissipate.

Seeing that the white-faced man was leaving, Ai Qing was emotional, put his forehead directly on the muzzle of the gun, and asked, "One last question!"

"Ask!"

"Are you a ghost?"

The white-faced man shook his head slightly, his other hand reached into Ai Qing's arms, pulled out a gray-white chess piece thunder from it, pinched it in front of Ai Qing, and said in his mouth: "You can only go up to the main peak by yourself, and everyone else will definitely die if they go up!"

The light from the flash of chess thunder illuminated the entire hillside, and because it was too close and unprepared, Ai Qing's eyes were blinded by the white light for more than ten seconds before he eased up.

But when he opened his eyes again, the smoke had been dispersed by the rain, and the white-faced man had long since disappeared, and the sword in the trunk of the tree was gone, leaving only a hollowed-out tree hole.

Ai Qing didn't chase anymore, he couldn't catch up, picked up the long sword under his feet and withdrew it to his waist, and walked along the hillside in the direction of the Taoist temple, his chest turned over the river and the sea, and he urgently needed to rest, but this wilderness was not a good place to rest.

When Ai Qing returned to the main entrance of the Taoist courtyard, he happened to see a ghost dressed in black walking through the door of the main hall, but the ghost shadow didn't seem to notice him.

Ai Qing followed into the main hall, and the ghost had already slipped back into his sleeping bag, facing away from Ai Qing's direction, making a small snoring sound.

He stared at the ghost for a minute, his heart kept struggling, and after all, he still didn't ask the ghost, and walked to another corner alone, leaning his back against the wall, his coat draped over his body, stuffing a pill in his mouth, his eyes closed tightly to endure the sharp pain in his body, and after the pain, he slowly fell asleep.

The ghost lying in the sleeping bag suddenly opened his eyes, turned around to look at Ai Qing in the distance, rolled his eyes, seemed to be thinking about something, and then lay back in the sleeping bag again.