Suddenly, a snake-like shadow lay across the edge of the trail, and the vigilance that Yi Ping had honed in the mountains took effect, and he immediately came back to his senses, stopped his steps, and stood quietly in place, staring at the shadow. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It turned out to be a dead thing." In an instant, Yi Ping had already seen that the thing was not a living thing, but his brow immediately furrowed.

He knew it, the crutch in Old Man Bu's hand, which fell in this place for some reason.

Yi Ping's heart suddenly became vigilant, this is so abnormal, a lame man actually discarded the crutches that he couldn't leave himself, it was tantamount to cutting off a leg, is there such a person?

He concentrated and listened carefully to the movements around him, he hoped that Old Man Bu was joking with him, but judging from the information he had perceived so far, it was obvious that things were not so simple.

After being reborn, Yi Ping's hearing is much better than others, and if there is someone hidden in the woods, even a slight breath can't hide his ears.

But at this time, he only heard the chirping of some small insects, the rustle of leaves in the wind, and the sound of people in the distance.

Suddenly, a barely catchable moan came from the direction of the library.

Yi Ping secretly screamed, he heard that it was Old Man Bu's voice, that place was obviously not walked up by Old Man Bu himself, otherwise he would not have thrown his crutches on the road.

He silently swept under the nearest tree, and then scurried to the place where the light couldn't shine, and little by little he approached the library, Yi Ping wondered what had happened to Old Man Bu.

"Say, it's going to make you more comfortable." A low-pitched voice reached Yi Ping's ears.

"Click...... Click......" Old man Bu couldn't make a clear sound out of his mouth, as if he had been strangled by someone's neck.

"Is it revenge?" Yi Ping couldn't figure out how the seemingly harmless old man Bu would get into trouble and be brought to this place.

Hmph, it's so arrogant to come to my door to arrest someone!

As soon as Yi Ping moved into the library, he regarded this place as his own territory, and now he finds that this place seems to be favored by people, and it is also used as a place to extract confessions, and the person who is forced to confess happens to have a relationship with him.

Not long ago, I heard that someone was stuck in the news, and now he was forcibly occupied, which made Yi Ping's inexplicable anger skyrocket, and he decided to see who was letting go!

After carefully scouting around the library, Yi Ping had already received information that there was no one else around, so he quietly hid it with confidence.

The sound came from a room on the third floor with a door facing the back mountain, and a faint glimmer of light came out, which was opposite the one where Yi Ping lived.

Hiding in a bush directly across from the room, Yi Ping began to take a closer look at the other side.

The only light bulb in the hallway emitted a faint yellow glow, empty, seemingly empty, and the door of the room with a glimmer of light was closed.

Yi Ping soon noticed that something was wrong, there was a black shadow on the door of a room around the corner of the hallway, almost merging with the door, and if you didn't look closely, you couldn't detect the existence of this person at all.

"This guy is a master." Yi Ping thought secretly.

The other party can not make a sound at such a distance, but even the breathing is well hidden, I have to say that it is very set.

"What should I do?" Yi Ping felt that it was a little tricky, the position that the person chose was too good, no matter which position he went out from, he would be discovered.

After a moment's thought, Yi Ping decided to retreat.

Two minutes later, a pentatonic song rang out on the wooded path.

"You're always ...... The heart is too soft, all the problems are borne by yourself, it is not easy to fall in love, it is too difficult to get along, if it is not yours, don't force ......" is the song "The heart is too soft" that is very popular nowadays.

The sound was particularly loud, and the movement of a timid man walking at night to strengthen his courage was very contrary to the silence of the environment.

The man lying in ambush by the door was startled at first hearing the sound, and soon the corners of his mouth twitched.

He could tell that it was a middle school student singing, but the singing was very ugly, like a duck being choked by the neck.

What's even more outrageous is that the student not only sang the wrong lyrics, but also sang that sentence over and over again, as if he would do this one sentence in this song.

"As a student of No. 2 Middle School, he can easily sing this ghost with a beautiful melody and simple words." The man was dismissive.

This song "Too Soft-Hearted" is sung by people all over the street, even he, who usually doesn't like to sing, can hum a decent sentence or two, but a student who is in a situation where it is easy to accept new things sings so outrageously.

"Singing your matchmaker in the middle of the night." The man cursed in a voice that he could only hear, and if he was a teacher at this school, he would have rushed out and grabbed the student and slapped him hard.

Suddenly, the singing stopped, and the student whispered to himself: "I heard Erma say that there is a lot of scrap iron on the third floor, Ma, if you can't find it tonight, you will beat that guy when you turn around." ”

"Youma, this place is worthy of being a cradle of scum, and after class, I still have a lot of energy to steal school things and sell them as scrap metal." The person who was lying in ambush on the station heard the song stop, just breathed a sigh of relief, and cursed secretly.

When they heard that the student was going up to the third floor, the man's heart tightened, and he felt that this matter was a bit troublesome, and they didn't want to alarm too many people. However, for this kid who sings so badly and still comes to this place to roar, he also decided to teach a lesson.

Hold your breath and wait quietly.

On the first floor, the second floor, the third floor, the footsteps were getting closer and closer, and when he came to the fork, the student paused, as if hesitating, but soon had a choice, and when he heard the sound of footsteps, he knew that he was walking in this direction.

There was a hint of ridicule on the face of the person who was attached to the door, and the thought of being able to beat up the annoying student right away made his heart very comfortable, anyway, he and his companions would leave the county town after a while, he didn't care about beating a nasty person at this time, as long as he didn't alarm outside.

In the night, a figure scratching his head as he walked emerged from the corner of the hallway.

The person attached to the door wanted to wait for the student to appear and cut the opponent's neck with his palm, but he didn't expect that the opponent's hand scratching his head happened to block his attack line intentionally or unintentionally.

With that, the student had approached him. The man who was sticking to the door grinned, his hands sticking out of the darkness like lightning, one grabbing at the collar of the student's clothes, the other waiting to cover the other's mouth.

Suddenly, the student's head-scratching palm fell like a shadow on his neck.

With a "buzz", a huge concussive force rushed to his brain from the part where he was hit, and the man's two hands were still in the air, and the man had slipped softly on the ground.

"Idiot, do you think some students would dare to go to this place in the middle of the night to steal things?" Yi Ping grinned and laughed silently.

Yi Ping didn't stop the figure from falling down with a large bag of water, staring at the target room.

There were still five or six meters away from that room, and Yi Ping felt a familiar fluctuation coming from front of him, cold and gloomy, like a dead air emanating from hell.

"Barbarian?"

As the twenty-fifth generation descendant of the barbarian witch of the Mengshan Yi family, Yi Ping was very familiar with this kind of aura, and immediately knew what identity was hidden inside.