Ding Bao hid in the bushes, and saw that the man had slipped around to the back of the house, and there was an extremely subtle "click" sound, as if he had pushed open the pane and entered the house.

When he was hesitating whether to get any closer, or simply force over, he saw the Qingfeng, who had a very high appearance rate in the past two days, and led a few disciples to hurry to the front of the Jingshe, bowed down through the door and shouted: "Master Qiqi, the disciple is Qingfeng." ”

Although he let go of his voice, his demeanor was very respectful.

Ding Bao immediately retracted his figure, and his heart sank, it turned out that this was the residence of the second prison and the old law hall seat Zhenyangzi!

He saw that Qingfeng called a few times outside, but there was no movement in the house, and he couldn't help but secretly wonder, if this Qingfeng Taoist noticed that something was wrong and rushed in with someone now, he would definitely have to meet the masked monster, and maybe he would be killed in a minute. Although this man is not exquisite, and the dog's eyes are low, but the crime is not to death, when the time comes, should he pretend to be a snitch to make some noise to scare away the masked monster and save their lives?

At the same time, I secretly felt strange...... Why didn't the masked monster move after entering, is it true that Mayoko is not in the house, or has he been victimized?

As he was turning his mind, he suddenly heard a low and rough voice from the room: "It's so late, what's the matter?" ”

It did sound like the voice of the real yoko, but it was a little vague and sticky, astringent and low, as if he had just woken up.

Qingfeng didn't even respond to shouting a few times, the more he shouted, the more he felt that something was wrong, and he wanted to push the door in, but at this time he quickly retracted his palm and said, "Brother...... Disciple excuse me, please forgive the master. ”

The room was quiet for a while, and then the voice of Mayoko came out: "What do you have to report?" ”

There seemed to be a hint of impatience in his tone.

Qingfeng knew that it was not a coincidence. Carefully: "Return to Master." The snitch was revealed yesterday night. The disciples have also sent additional manpower to patrol around, so be sure to catch the snitch as soon as possible, and ask the master to rest in peace. Junior...... The disciple retired. ”

Mayoko let out an "um" and stopped talking.

Qingfeng was bored with himself, and led his disciples to leave in a hurry, only to see his pale and ugly face under the torch, as if he was annoyed.

Everyone had just stepped out of the courtyard gate of the old law hall, and it didn't take long. There was another "click" behind the house, and the masked monster slid away from the other end of the house like a ghost, and swooped into the woods in front of him.

Ding Bao saw that there was no one around, so he chased after him against the corner of the wall, thinking in his heart: I can't see it, this guy is actually thick and fine, in addition to being ruthless and good at torturing people, he also has the ability to imitate people's voices? Just now, this voice and tone were at least seven or eight points similar to that Zhenyangzi, and even Zhenyangzi's apprentice Qingfeng was fooled. It can be seen that the realism is high!

I just don't know, what is this guy searching for?

The room arranged for Qi Yanxin to enter the house of Changqiu Zhenren. Is it also a search for this object?

Also, at this point in time, the real person of the main temple Changqiu and the true Yangzi of the Second Prison Courtyard are not in their own house, how can it be such a coincidence?

Just when he couldn't figure it out, Ding Bao suddenly stopped.

In the wind, there was no longer the sound of the masked monsters rubbing their clothes and breaking dead leaves as they ran. And the faint breath that belonged to the other party at the end of the nose also dissipated suddenly, as if in an instant, the masked monster's trace disappeared.

With a faint glimmer, Ding Baojue himself was in front of an ancient and dilapidated courtyard, the same stone platform, the same made of logs, but this pavilion was different from the previous Eight Immortals Palace, the traces of time on its body seemed to have passed the limit of the immortal Jin Sinan, which had passed a thousand years, and inevitably showed the old state of the dragon bell.

Even the bluestone bricks in front of the courtyard are far older than other places, and the joints are filled with pine leaves and dust, and there is still snow that has not yet melted, as if they are crow's feet wrinkles dyed with vitiligo.

The door of the pavilion was closed, and the place where the plaque was hung on the lintel was empty, faint, as if there were old traces of swords and slashing.

The pine trees around the courtyard are planted very closely, and several bluestone bricks are planted around the outermost periphery, and the shadows of the trees hide the outline of the ancient courtyard pavilion.

If it weren't for Ding Bao's sight and ear power, and only relying on his nose and smell to track, he would probably think that this place was a pine forest with mountains and would not have been able to walk here at all.

Of course, by this time, he had already understood that he was exposed, or rather suspected to be exposed.

The masked monster may not really be able to show that he is following, but with the caution he showed all the way, and the style of loving to play around in circles, it seems that it is another subconscious temptation.

It's just that because of his lack of experience, and because he was a little careless in tracking all the way before, this was basically the last temptation, but the temptation was successful.

As soon as the thought fell, the nose moved, and the meager breath reappeared, and at the same time, the faint sound of crushing pine needles was heard in the wind again.

Ding Bao Huo Ran turned around, and saw that the masked monster was standing two feet behind him, his feet were standing side by side, his hands wearing black gloves were hanging down, his eyes were showing cold essence like beasts, and the corners of his mouth seemed to have a cruel smile that could not be hidden.

In just an instant, Ding Bao made the idea of showing weakness and clumsiness.

Anyway, with his current degree and body, he can leave whenever he wants! Instead of that, it's better to play with him!

The masked monster stretched out his right hand flat, palm upward, slid from his chest to his side, and made a "please" gesture to him, and a smile seemed to be squeezed out under the black scarf covering his head, and his elegant and slow posture was indescribably strange under the night sky, like a puppet puppet who had come to life.

Sensing the danger, Ding Bao's eyes narrowed slightly, and the elastic force of the person who subconsciously burst out of his legs was instantly unloaded, pretending not to come back to his senses, waiting for the ghost to come in a flash-

The masked monster bent his hands into dragon claws, and tore a few cuts on Ding Bao's chest and shirt with a "swish", and the fingertips that almost touched Ding Bao's skin were thrown at will, and his entire arm seemed to skyrocket, and the five fingers of his right hand had been chased towards his throat.

The masked monster pointed as strong as a knife, and he was supposed to cut off the head of the little Taoist priest with five claws, but as soon as the palm touched the throat, the muscles around the neck of the little Taoist priest trembled, as if each bundle of muscles had become a slippery and tough, old fish skin with sticky juice, both solid and liquid, between the shape and quality change, the whole neck seemed to have some kind of displacement in an instant.

The claw momentum suddenly stagnated, and it didn't buckle the neck of the little Taoist!

Ding Bao was also shocked, although he took over this time, although he deliberately showed weakness and clumsiness, gave up the initiative and hid his strength, but it was also the most dangerous time since he learned "Jincao".

Even the previous bull-forked judge had never forced him to be so dangerous!

Suddenly cheered up with twelve points, and the whole person also faintly had a kind of excitement about meeting the opponent.

He was deliberately calculating and unintentional, deliberately taking risks to hide his strength, and in the eyes of the masked monster on the opposite side, it was in the midst of lightning and fire, this little Taoist priest raised his left arm, raised his head and shrunk his abdomen, and got rid of the misfortune of breaking his neck, followed by his heel, and his right arm swept out like a slingshot, and he actually had the strength to fight back, wanting to slap his chest!

The masked monster shrank his chest and avoided it, and floated back, falling silently like a ghost shadow a foot away, like a paper harrier falling to the ground, not even lifting the mud and dust.

Ding Bao pretended to use too much force, punched the air, staggered for a while, and then clenched his fists and waited for the battle.

The masked monster clasped his hands to his chest, looked at his posture, and snorted coldly: "What kind of bullshit kung fu are you?" ”

His voice is low and hoarse, in fact, it is not easy to distinguish, it can only be said that his voice is the same kind of person as Zhenyangzi, and they are like iron grinding on the ground. But Ding Bao estimated that if a normal person deliberately shouted at the throat and then lowered his voice to speak, it should sound similar, so it could not be used as a basis for identification.

"You...... Who are you? ”

Ding Bao's face was solemn, and he pointed at the other party angrily, "Black ...... Trespassing on the old law hall of this temple in the dark night, you ...... What do you want to do? ”

If Qingfeng saw this scene with his own eyes at this time, he would definitely be moved to death. In the barren mountains and forbidden places, facing such a ghostly and terrifying assassin, I am afraid that the entire Izumokan will not be able to find a second righteous and responsible little Taoist priest who can be so righteous and responsible, and will not forget to maintain the majesty of Izumoguan until the end of his death.

The masked monster looked down at the bluestone ground, a cruel smile flashed in Sen Han's eyes, and the five fingers and claws wearing black silk finger gloves pinched and changed, making a "click" joint crushing sound, like a child skillfully playing with the Rubik's Cube, "Little Taoist, you are very eye-catching." Is it Ruiyang's disciple, or Miaoyang's? ”

This tone sounds like what Mayoko said.

But Ding Bao didn't know who Ruiyang and Miaoyang were, and he wasn't even sure if there were really these two people in Izumokan, or if it was just this extremely cunning masked monster casually tempting, and he had an idea, deliberately showing a frightened look, and said in a trembling voice: "You...... You can't run away, Senior Brother Qingfeng has brought someone, and it won't be long before you find here. You...... You killed Senior Brother Qingji, and I will definitely take you to the official! ”

The masked monster looked down and crackled the joints on his claws, and did not speak for a moment, not at all worried about someone coming.

Ding Bao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly felt that something was wrong, but he heard the masked monster hey twice, laughing like a night owl, and raising a pair of eyes that flashed with strange light.

His eyes were a bewitching blood-red color, slightly cloudy, even more exaggerated than the situation of his roommate in his previous life after a week of all-nighters in an Internet café!

For a moment, Ding Bao thought that he had seen something wrong, and rubbed his eyes, but now he was still like this dissatisfied bird, but he heard the masked monster sneer: "You are mistaken, Izumoguan took someone, and he will never go to see the official!" Also, although you don't know anything about bullshit boxing, your reaction is weirdly tight, and it's definitely not the number of ways to look at the clouds! Hehe, you're a good kid, you almost fooled me. ”

With that, the masked monster sneered, "Hey, boy, are you the snitch?" ”

Seeing that Ding Bao was silent, he nodded to himself and said: "Well, yes, I can shout Qingfeng and Qingji, and I want to be like Lao Tzu, and I have been lurking in this stinky Taoist temple for a long time." How, boy, are you interested in making a big deal? (To be continued!)

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