Chapter 93: Man Goes to the Empty Temple

The palace is very large, and many disciples of the Ming Sect live on this Phoenix Mountain, covering an area of more than 1,000 feet. These thieves and robbers from all sects naturally don't have Ye Sheng's familiar way. Footsteps drilled into Zao Wou-ki's study, Ye Sheng couldn't wait to start rummaging through the cabinets, but this study seemed to be really a study.

Four rows of bookcases occupy a large area side by side, and hundreds of strange books are densely packed on them. Ye Sheng glanced at the calligraphy and paintings on the wall, and couldn't tell whose handwriting it was, but he still took it off and put it in his belt, in case it was a valuable item.

The study was not as dazzling as Ye Sheng imagined, and after a moment of boredom, Ye Sheng went to Zao Wouji's bedroom again. Since Zao Wou-Ki has done enough to look like an emperor, and there is a palace and a dragon chair, I just don't know if there is a beautiful harem concubine?

The door of the bedroom was open, and Ye Sheng stepped into the door, naturally it was impossible to see any fragrant and beautiful concubines, but a big man in a black shirt pouting his ass and turning his back to himself rummaging for something at the head of Zao Wouji's bed. Hearing the movement, the big man turned around and held the machete that was resting next to him, and saw that it was a thin man like Ye Sheng with extremely low martial arts, the big man with thick eyebrows and big eyes pouted disdainfully, and shouted in a deep voice, "This is my place, you go somewhere else to find the baby!" ”

"Oh? This is your place? As far as I know, this is the bedroom of the Ming Sect leader Zao Wou-ki, could it be that you are Zao Wou-ki? Ye Sheng squinted his eyes and sneered, and then, he quickly grabbed the big man with his claws in his hand, "Since you admit it, then I will eliminate the harm for the people!" ”

Ye Sheng's steps were brisk, his claws stabbed hard, and he found that his wrist could not be strengthened, and then he remembered that after he was hit by the three palms of cold ice, he could no longer use the masculine martial arts. The Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand, which he had worked so hard to attack, has been completely lost!

Ye Sheng's shot was very fast, and before the big man could react, Ye Sheng's fingers had already grabbed his strong chest, but they didn't have any power, like scratching an itch in his boots. Dahan's eyes were stunned, and he held the machete and sneered, "Even if you look weak, you dare to fight your grandfather!" ”

With that, the big man waved his arm, and the machete went straight down, and the blade grazed Ye Sheng's forehead and fell heavily to the ground, shattering a stone slab. Under Ye Sheng's cold sweat, his steps retreated and his body moved back, and then he hugged his fists and said with a smile, "Big brother, misunderstanding and misunderstanding!" I saw that you were extraordinary and heroic, and I thought you were the leader of the Ming Sect! ”

"You bastard! Is it my fault that I'm handsome! The big man's thick lips like a monkey grinned, revealing a bright smile, "Get out!" Don't recognize the wrong person next time! "Yes, the little brother knows that he is wrong!" Ye Sheng didn't have the martial arts of the dragon claw hand on his body, so he naturally couldn't be tough with this thick man, his arrogant attitude changed, and he immediately softened a lot, "In order to apologize, the baby that the little brother just scavenged is dedicated to the same as the eldest brother!" ”

"Oh? You must have searched for a lot of treasures! I was only given the same! The big man walked up with a machete and glanced at Ye Sheng with slanted eyes, "But you kid is still good, show your baby to the uncle to see and play!" Ye Sheng nodded repeatedly, touched the belt of his trousers with both hands, and then handed out his left hand, "Look!" ”

The big man stared directly at Ye Sheng's empty left hand, and was about to get angry, but at this time, Ye Sheng's right hand had already pulled out a light thunder from his belt. Light as ice, blade as silk. The cold dagger slashed swiftly through the air, like a white line that couldn't be seen clearly.

It's just that this white line pulls out bright red and warm blood stains. Hiss! Blood splattered all over the ground, and the big man covered his bleeding neck in disbelief, and before he could insult or complain about something, he fell to the ground. "Remember, this is your grandfather's place." Ye Sheng sneered, put away the half-moon dagger, stepped over his corpse that had been scattered into stars, and came to Zao Wouji's bedside.

This is a gold silk cork bed, comfortable and elegant, noble atmosphere, even this drape embroidered with dragons and phoenixes, I'm afraid it will sell for thousands of taels outside, right? What a luxury! Ye Shengshou touched the neat futon, and then looked at the bottom of the bed, Zao Wou-ki's bedroom had less things than the study. He's really incompetent as a fake emperor. Tang Qing, the emperor in the Forbidden City, I'm afraid that the objects in the dormitory are several times that of here, right?

Ye Sheng groped one by one, but found a few exquisite jade pendants and some silver tickets. After they were all in the bag, seeing that there was really nothing to steal, Ye Sheng left. A few steps out of the door, he saw a small group of soldiers trotting past him. The dozen or so people looked at Ye Sheng with scrutinizing eyes, and then rushed into the bedroom, and soon, Ye Sheng was stopped.

"Why is there blood in the room?" A soldier in a military uniform and an official hat pressed Ye Sheng's shoulder with one hand, "You're not a rebel of the Ming Sect, are you?" "I, Ye Sheng, am upright and upright, how can I be linked to the Ming Sect?" Ye Sheng glared at the soldier unhappily, "I am Ye Sheng, the second disciple of the Justice Gang, the son you led the team knows me, just now, I saw a man wearing the black flag of the Ming Sect sneaking in the corner and trying to sneak attack me, so I used a trick to kill him!" ”

"I see." This soldier is a real person, he immediately listened to Ye Sheng's lie, he let go of Ye Sheng's shoulder, and even smiled kindly, "Please don't be surprised by this young man, we are soldiers of the tiger and leopard battalion of the imperial court, and now, we are searching for the Ming Sect traitor in the Phoenix Mountain!" ”

It seems that most of it was Tang Yan's instructions. This kid was arranged by the above to make a meritorious service, but he didn't expect that he would fall short and the bamboo basket would be empty, right? The disciples of the Ming Sect have already left cleanly! Ye Sheng smiled, waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's all to exterminate the Ming Sect rebels, everyone is a family, if I see other fish that have slipped through the net, I will catch them alive and give them to you, so that you can receive the merit." ”

The soldier immediately smiled happily, "Thank you Shaoxia!" Ye Shengle turned around and left, but saw a figure floating from the sky not far away. Shaped like a swimming dragon, dragonflies fall in front of the main hall within the high walls of the palace, this person is slender and slender, his face is thin but his facial features are erect, he is a good face.

The man in his thirties stood in place with his fists clenched, looking at the people who were walking and stopping, robbing and plundering beside him, and shouted angrily, "Bastard thing! You rabble, you dare to spread wild in my Ming Sect! Put everything down for me, fuck off! ”

Could it be that this person is a person of enlightenment? Ye Sheng stood in place and was dumbfounded, where did this man get his momentum and self-confidence, daring to be arrogant to the foreign enemies of hundreds of people around him alone? Ye Sheng glanced at the belt on the man's body, and the purple delicate belt was firmly tied around his waist. So Ye Sheng nodded, he did have arrogant capital. Among the group of people who came to Phoenix Mountain to take advantage of the fire and rob tonight, the black belt is the most common, and there are not many masters of the blue belt. How could anyone in these sects be able to fight against the Ming Sect master of the purple belt!

(End of chapter)