This black-clothed man is the owner of the Winged Fire Serpent Banner, slippery. He is one of the few old men among the Twenty-Four Star Banner Masters under the Demon Guardian Guard. In the first battle of Fengjian Gorge, he and Turing's father fought hard for Zhao Xiu. What he says Turing will think carefully.

Across from him sat a thin, short-headed man. He kept his body upright and sat very upright. He is the owner of the Stomach Pheasant Banner Ruan Yuan.

"Although there are many people in the Lu family, most of them are family members, and their skills are far inferior to ours. Besides, we have a detailed map in our hands, we only need to avoid the most heavily guarded place of the Lu family, and it is not difficult to find the person surnamed Pei without knowing it. Ruan Yuan pointed to a place on the map and confirmed it repeatedly.

After Turing became the Twelve Demons of the Earthly Branch, it was only the first time that he personally commanded the operation, and he had to be cautious.

The supervised person of the Lu family, after secret investigation, confirmed that he was indeed a master of mining exploration, and this person surnamed Pei was originally in the iron and stone business at home, but his family was in the middle of the road. Except for the fact that he has the ability to touch mines, he is poor and has nothing.

The Lu family raised him in the house, and what he liked was his ability to touch ore.

What Turing has to do is to convince this person to use it for himself, the problem is that this person surnamed Pei doesn't even go out of the Lu family's mansion, how can Turing convince him?

According to what the owner of the Winged Fire Snake Banner Hua Xun thought, he sneaked directly into the Lu Mansion and intercepted the people and gods unconsciously, and then slowly persuaded him, but the Lu family lost a big living person, which would inevitably startle the snake. If this person surnamed Pei did not play a role in the search for iron ore, then the operation turned into a joke.

Turing wants to explore the truth himself, he is very confident in himself, he is very accurate in seeing people, as long as he can press this person surnamed Pei, he can judge whether this person is the person he is looking for.

Turing said slowly: "I decided, I have to go, I have to bring one more person, which of you two will go with me?" ”

"I'll go!" When Slippery heard that Turing had made a decision, he could only obey. But if he doesn't go with him, his heart will be very troubled.

Of the two people, only the Winged Fire Snake Banner Banner Owner Slippery Xun took the initiative to ask for help, while the Stomach Pheasant Banner Banner Owner Ruan Yuan went without squeaking. Both Turing and Slippery looked at him, their faces full of doubt.

Ruan Yuan had no expression on his face, coupled with his stiff waist and unblinking eyes, giving people the illusion that he was just a puppet and not a big living person. He felt the gaze of the two people, and had to explain: "I'm not as good as the Demon King in terms of intelligence, and I'm not as good as Lao Slip in terms of skills, if you only bring one person, I'm still good outside." ”

Turing and Hua Xun both felt that what Ruan Yuan said made sense, Turing didn't know much about this stomach pheasant banner owner, but through this time he felt that this person was a mature and stable person.

Turing nodded, looked around at the two, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go!" ”

There are two gates in Chengwangfu, one south and one north, one is the main gate of the palace and the other is the back door of the palace. In the middle of the night, both gates of the palace will be closed. No one will enter or exit through these two doors all night.

Not far from the palace, there is a common people's house, and the alleys are interspersed with dense houses. There are more than a dozen households in one of the alleys. The innermost family in the alley lives an old man.

On the night of the Xia Yuan Festival, every household is lit with dark lanterns, and these dim lights fill the already dark moonlight with a little mystery.

In the deepest part of the alley, there is a deep well in the yard in addition to the weeds in the garden. In a remote place like this, there are very few people. The owner of this courtyard did not have any relatives, and everyone in the alley knew that the owner of the house was a lonely old man. Because of old age, my eyes are also a little difficult. I also have some back ears, so I don't usually go out much, and I rarely talk to people. No one would pay attention to such an old man, and perhaps even if he died at home, no one would know.

The residents in the alley can only see the old man when he goes to the street to buy vegetables, the old man's legs and feet are not good, he always walks in a circle, and he always wears only a gray linen coat, and in winter he will add a thick long jacket.

On the Xia Yuan Festival, every household put up the tablet of the water official at home, kneeling in front of the offering table, hoping that the water official could relieve themselves and their relatives of the distress.

But the old man's home was still as usual, without a single light or sound.

While every house was lively, the courtyard, which had always been like a dead silence, made a sound. It's a very subtle sound, the sound of dirt falling into the water.

A hand stretched out from the well and hooked it tightly to the edge of the well, and then a figure rushed out of the well. There was silence all around, and there was no sound, and in the middle of the night, even if someone stood in the courtyard, it might not happen, and people would come up from a well like this. And it's not a person, in just one pillar of incense, there are more than two dozen black-clothed people squatting in the courtyard.

They were dressed in black and were straddled with long knives. The scabbard and handle of the long knife are black throughout. Man, knife, and night are all one.

They came up and crouched on the ground, like dead men, motionless, not even breathing.

It's like nothing happened in the yard, and no one will notice the weird scene in the yard. The last three men came up from the deep well, one tall and majestic, one young and thin, and the other short and thin.

"Crunch!" The subtle sound seemed to be amplified countless times at this time, and the door of the only room in the courtyard was slowly opened from the inside, and everyone in the courtyard tried to peek into the house through the door. Unfortunately, it was pitch black inside the house, and they couldn't see anything clearly.

The darkness in the room had an invisible sense of oppression, and the moment they watched the door, everyone in the courtyard felt a strong murderous aura, although this murderous aura was very restrained, but it still couldn't hide its fierceness. A chill from the inside out made goosebumps rise on everyone's bodies except for Slippery and Ruan Yuan.

Ruan Yuan's left squatting is Turing, and on the right is squatting is Slippery. He raised his right hand high, and in the dark night, his withered right hand was even more conspicuous, and everyone could see that his palm was stretched straight and slowly pressed down. This is the sign language of the Demon Guard, which means that there is no danger and that the soldiers are not moving.

Sure enough, no one came out of the house, but a piece of white rice paper flew out. This piece of rice paper was only the size of a palm, but it could fly out of the room at a rapid speed and slide straight towards Ruan Yuan.

Turing secretly marveled at the high kung fu and strong hand strength of the people flying paper in the room. The weight of rice paper is not much heavier than that of a feather of the same size, so that a soft piece of rice paper can break through the air, and it is obvious that the skills of the people in the house have reached the level of defying the sky. Even among the people Turing knew, there were no more than five who should have such skills.

"It seems that there are many more masters in the Demon Protector than I thought." While Turing was secretly amazed, Ruan Yuan had already caught the piece of rice paper that broke through the air with one hand.

At the same time that Ruan Yuan caught the rice paper, the door of the house closed instantly. What's even more strange is the door of the house, as if it has been sucked in by the extremely powerful force in the house. The dilapidated door snapped into the door frame without making any sound.

Ruan Yuan had long been accustomed to it, and it was natural for him to turn out the rice paper, and he glanced at a few lines of different thicknesses drawn on the paper. After reading it, he handed the rice paper to Turing.

Curious about what was drawn on the paper, Turing took the rice paper and looked carefully at the extremely detailed street map on the paper by the moonlight. The map shows only a small part of the streets of Nanning City, with red arrows indicating the route from this courtyard to Lujia, and the map also marks the route to be taken by the night guards on the streets of Nanning.

The map also shows where to climb over the wall to enter the Lufu, and how to pass through the corner gate to reach the residence of the person surnamed Pei Na, and then draw a retreat route and another emergency route. Turing was once again surprised that such a detailed map could be drawn on a piece of rice paper the size of a palm.

Turing knew that Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the Demon Protector had a unique skill in everyone, and I had never really seen it before. He had been in the palace for as long as he could remember, and there were only a few people he knew among the Demon Guards. Although Meng Xin and the others are even more powerful than these people, they never show it in front of Turing.

After seeing the map in Turing's hand, he pointed to himself with the thumb of his right hand, pointed at Turing with his index finger, and finally touched the rice paper in Turing's hand with his index and middle fingers. What he meant was to ask Turing to see if he was acting as depicted on the map.

Turing turned his head to look at Ruan Yuan, he wanted to see Ruan Yuan's opinion, after all, the Stomach Pheasant Banner under his jurisdiction was equivalent to the head snake of Nanning City, and Ruan Yuan himself was also quite familiar with Nanning. This courtyard and the person who didn't show up in the house were all subordinates of the Stomach Pheasant Banner.

Ruan Yuan nodded slightly, he knew at a glance that the feasibility of the line drawn on the rice paper was extremely high, and the people in the room were people he trusted very much, so he naturally did not hesitate.

Turing's immature face became more serious, he looked around, even if he had good eyesight, he couldn't see the faces of everyone in the courtyard, he only knew that these people would follow his orders, and from now on he would control the lives of more than thirty people, and the burden in his heart was very heavy.

Turing untied a black mask from his left shoulder and gently fastened it to his face.

It was a face with extremely uncoordinated facial features, and that face did not look like a human face at all, and there were four eyes on one face, and there was only a nose on the face, but no mouth. The four eyes are also in an extremely strange position, and somehow, even if you keep staring at it, you will feel that the four eyes on its face are moving. What's even weirder is that no matter what direction you look at the four eyes, you'll find that they're all staring at you all the time.