Long Zun, a martial sect-level figure, stalked down a few ordinary people who had no cultivation, and he was simply able to catch him.

After more than 30 miles, the other party didn't know that someone was chasing after him, and he rode his horse and galloped forward.

When they reached thirty miles, there was a fork in the road, and the men on horseback went up to the path on the right, and rode all the way down.

The roadside is all wasteland, and there are many planted trees on both sides, which stretch down the road in rows.

These tree dragon venerables couldn't understand, but each one of them was very straight, and there were quite a few years, enough for him to cover his figure.

After about a dozen miles, Long Zun saw a magnificent temple like a palace.

The reason why it was said to be a temple was that he saw a big bell high up in the temple, and someone was hitting the big bell with a wooden stake, making a clanging sound.

At the entrance of the temple, someone swept the fallen leaves on the ground with a broom more than half a person high, and piled them into a pile.

The horseman went directly around the main entrance of the temple, came to the side gate on one side, stopped, turned over and dismounted, led the halter in front of the horse's mouth, and walked through the side gate.

Long Zun jumped and jumped onto the courtyard wall, not because he didn't want to walk in from behind, but because after those people entered, someone in the temple closed the door.

Lying flat on the courtyard wall, he didn't move, and waited for everyone to leave before he turned over and jumped in.

In front of me is a large courtyard, green bricks and green tiles, the road paved with stone slabs under the feet, there are several big trees planted in the courtyard, it can be seen that people often clean, and there are no fallen leaves, I think it was cleaned by someone.

There was no one in the courtyard, and the whole courtyard was empty as soon as the men who had led the horses had gone.

Long Zun didn't bother to take the moon gate in front of the courtyard, but jumped on the next room, lay on the tiles, and through the tip of the highest layer, he showed his two eyes, and saw the people on horseback hand the reins in their hands.

Then the men left and walked into another courtyard.

Long Zun leaped from the roof to the next roof, always following these people, wanting to see where they were going and who they saw.

On the roof, he could clearly see that his current place should be the backyard of the temple, with courtyards one after another, unlike the place with the temple in front, with cigarette smoke curling and a wide open space.

However, it was good for him to have many yards, and with the walls and houses of these courtyards to cover him, it was difficult for others to find his figure, and soon he passed through four or five courtyards, saw those who were at least the least, and entered a room.

Outside the room, two young men dressed as monks were guarding outside, and the two young men had bulging temples, obviously practicing some kung fu.

Since coming to this ruin, Long Zun has noticed that as long as the people in the ruins are cultivators, their temples will bulge, as if they have achieved some internal merit in cultivation.

There were two more cultivators outside the door, and it was inconvenient for Long Zun to enter directly, but a flyaway appeared on their roof.

The movements are light, the aura is infused with the feet, and when it falls, it is silent, and even if someone in the house notices it, they only think it is something like fallen leaves.

Coming to the roof, with his ears on the tiles, he could clearly hear the conversation inside the house.

"How's it going?"

"Lord Jianji, please rest assured, I cut off my head with a knife, cleanly. ”

"That's good, did he say anything when you guys did it?"

"No, it's too late to say, when we met him, we asked for his name, and it matched the appearance on the drawing, and it was directly stabbed, even if he wanted to say it, it was too late. ”

"Things are done well, your benefits are indispensable, here is a thousand taels, you take it, I prepared a table of wine banquet, which is considered a celebration. ”

Then, a series of chaotic footsteps were heard.

Subsequently, Long Zun heard the sound of pouring wine from the wine jug on the rooftop, and the excitement of a group of people pushing glasses and changing lamps.

"You...... Wine...... Poisonous. ”

Suddenly, Long Zun heard someone in the room talking intermittently that it was poisonous.

Then I listened to the sound of several falling downs in a row.

Long Zun silently counted in his heart, and found that the voice was just right to match the number of people on horseback, and the only one who had nothing to do should be one person.

Although he couldn't see it, he could feel that the last person who didn't fall should be the so-called prison temple.

"A group of horse bandits also dared to negotiate terms with me, and it was more reassuring to be dead. ”

At this time, Long Zun could be sure that the person who did not fall was the one who supervised the temple.

Soon, the footsteps of the temple were heard, and the sound of the door being opened, and a chubby middle-aged man walked out of it.

Then he said to the two people outside, "You two, go and clean up the corpses inside, and leave no traces." ”

"The disciple received the order. The two young men who were guarding the door bowed at the same time, then straightened up and turned into the back room.

After a short time, five bodies were lifted out of it and placed in the open space outside the door.

Long Zun, who was lying on the roof, glanced at it, yes, it was the few people who went to the door of Chen Baihu's house, and one of them was the one who hacked Chen Baihu to death.

After moving the body, one of the two young people walked outside the courtyard and called out a few people, also cultivators, with bulging temples one by one.

When I came back with them, there was also a car.

The five bodies were thrown into the cart, covered with a straw curtain to hide their sights, and then several men pushed the cart away, presumably to clean up the bodies.

Long Zun didn't follow this time, but targeted the body of the prison temple.

I was curious in my heart, why did these people kill Chen Baihu first, and then they were killed to kill them, what is the origin of this temple in front of them, and they are doing things so sneakily.

The temple supervisor asked people to open all the doors and windows of the house, let out the bloody gas, and spread white ash to cover the blood in the house.

When the others had done all this, he left directly, out of the courtyard, and hurried outside.

The dragon followed from behind, still stepping on the roof and courtyard wall, flying past, and the people below didn't know that anyone was jumping forward on top of the temple unless they happened to look up.

Along the way, he went straight to the main hall in front, and Long Zun hesitated for a moment, but still followed.

The main hall is relatively empty, and it is easy to be found, but he is a master of art and bold, so he chased after it, and with a few gentle ups and downs, he went up to the roof of the main hall.

The main hall is as high as a three-story building, and the supervisor enters through the side door of the main hall alone, and a group of monks are chanting sutras inside, and the supervisor nods slightly to the old man sitting on the yellow futon sitting at the front of the monks.

The old man did not move, and his half-squinted eyes opened.

(End of chapter)