There was no moonlight in front of the bed, but white winter frost began to condense on the ground. The dark night in the inn is no different from the wilderness, except that there is a bonfire missing. It was the end of the day, and everyone in the inn had fallen asleep, even the dog in the kitchen and the pig in the pen had slept very soundly.

The room was silent, but Yue Buqun woke up, or rather, he hadn't fallen asleep at all. Quietly lifted the futon, and was about to get up, but he didn't want to, but Ning Zhong, who was in the same bed, was extremely vigilant. That's right, after all, it's outside, in the inn, it's better to be so unguarded at home, if you don't be vigilant, you are accidentally picked flowers, and the next day it was rumored that Huashanning Woman and 'Tian Boguang' went to **, and the cry continued all night, it was really a big loss.

Feeling her husband get up in a daze, Ning Zhong asked, "Senior brother, senior brother, where are you going in the middle of the night?" ”

Seeing that his wife was in a daze, Yue Buqun frowned slightly, and whispered: "The dishes at night are too salty, and the tea is a little too much, I went to get up at night, I didn't expect to make a noise with you, go to sleep first, and try to be as quiet as possible when I come back." ”

"Oh", Ning Zhong turned over, tightened the futon, and fell asleep again after a while. Yue Buqun breathed a long sigh of relief, didn't light the lamp, tiptoed to get dressed, and gently pushed open the door and walked towards Lin Pingzhi's room.

Although it was already the middle of the day, Yue Buqun was still cautious, for fear of meeting a real overnight guest. After wasting a lot of effort, he came to Lin Pingzhi's room, Yue Buqun started his steps lightly, put his ear on the door, and knew that he heard the sound of well-proportioned breathing inside, so he nodded with satisfaction, knowing that Lin Pingzhi had completely fallen asleep.

With a sneer in his heart, Yue Buqun left a few steps, relying on the faint vision brought by the profound internal strength that had not decreased much, and came to a pot of ornamental trees, ripped off a leaf and pinched it in his hand. Then he came to the papier-mâché window, dipped his left index finger in his mouth and poked it into the window, and immediately a hole was pierced. After a few times, a three-finger-wide tear formed in the window paper.

The night was very quiet, but because of the saliva, the cracking of the paper did not make a sound, and Lin Pingzhi on the bed was not awakened, and the conspiracy under the dark night continued.

Yue Buqun leaned over to the crack and looked inside, determining Lin Pingzhi's location. Then, Yue Buqun retreated slightly, holding the freshly picked leaves with his right index and middle fingers, and with a slight flick of his wrist, the leaves shot out. Under Yue Buqun's deliberate control, the leaves that quickly broke through the air did not make a whistling sound, and after a light snap, the leaves had accurately hit Lin Pingzhi's sleeping point on the back of his neck, and Lin Pingzhi was clicked on the acupoint in his sleep and fell into a deeper sleep.

Nodding, Yue Buqun was still quite satisfied with his hand to recognize acupuncture points and fly leaves to hurt people. After solving Lin Pingzhi, Yue Buqun looked around, and made sure that no one was passing by, so he reached into his arms, took out a small dagger, and then came to the door with the dagger, and leaned out the dagger and fiddled with it at the crack in the middle door. With a soft click, the door latch was opened, Yue Buqun was satisfied with the dagger in his arms, and with a gentle push of both hands, the door was pushed open.

After flashing into the room, Yue Buqun closed the door again, turned around and invaded the head of the bed, sneered and looked at Lin Pingzhi, who was sleeping soundly, and said disdainfully: "I originally thought that your Lin family had lost the sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits, and there was no longer any use value, for the sake of the ten thousand taels of silver you left me in the end, I originally planned to teach you some real kung fu, so that you have a hope." Unexpectedly, along the way, you also made a moth and deliberately deceived me, which is really rebellious, hum! ”

Glancing around the room, there was nothing unusual, Yue Buqun was not discouraged, his eyes wandered to Lin Pingzhi's body, and saw that his hands were close to his chest, as if protecting life, Yue Buqun's eyes lit up, leaned down to break Lin Pingzhi's hands, reached into his underwear and groped.

It wasn't until he opened the innermost layer of pajamas, endured goosebumps, and groped in it for a while, Yue Buqun looked overjoyed and took out a slippery piece of fabric from it. Hold the cloth in front of his eyes, unfold it carefully, and the four big characters of 'Evil Warding Sword Spectrum' are in his eyes, although he has been prepared for a long time, Yue Buqun is still surprised. Forgetting Lin Ping, who was still unconscious, Yue Buqunyin smiled and said, "Good boy, you really have you, hide it so tightly." It's a pity that it was still in Yue's hands. Yu Canghai, Yu Canghai, even if you calculate in a thousand ways, you can't imagine that the evil sword spectrum actually came into the hands of this kid Pingzhi! Haha, isn't it Yue's profit? ”

Thinking of the excitement, Yue Buqun almost burst out laughing, but fortunately, his mind was still quite clear, and he was not carried away by the joy of getting the evil sword spectrum. Looking at Lin Pingzhi who was lying flat on the bed, Yue Buqun was ruthless in his heart, and he was vicious, and he raised his right palm and wanted to fall down and kill him in his palm.

At the critical moment when Lin Pingzhi was about to die, there was a sudden 'click' outside the door, and then there was a sound of footsteps. Yue Buqun immediately concentrated on guard, always ready to launch an attack, not giving the other party the slightest chance. But I didn't expect that no one would push the door in, but there was a 'crackling' sound of rain hitting the plantains, and then the footsteps went away, and the sound of the door closing was heard again.

Yue Buqun shook his head angrily and funny, and said secretly: It turns out that he is a person who gets up at night, and he really knows how to pick the time.

He didn't want to think about it, didn't he also talk to Ning Zhongze about the night, although it was fake, but in Ning Zhongze's eyes, there would be no difference. was just a brain by that person, but he accidentally saved Lin Ping. This time, Yue Buqun did not intend to kill Lin Pingzhi, firstly, because Yue Buqun had some scruples about the evil sword spectrum, and he was afraid that the Lin family would still have some reservations, so it was extremely necessary to keep Lin Pingzhi; The second is that killing Lin Pingzhi in the inn will cause unexpected trouble, and it is not easy to explain to Ning Zhongze and all the disciples, there is no reason for a Huashan disciple to die in the inn, and Yue Buqun, who is the master, does not care. Thinking about it again, even if Lin Pingzhi is let go once, there will be a chance to kill him in the future, so if you plan carefully, maybe it will be smoother and avoid unnecessary trouble.

Since he didn't plan to kill Lin Pingzhi immediately, Yue Buqun decided to leave, the time for him to come out was not short, such a long time, even if he came to the tuba, it was enough, in order to avoid Ning Zhongze's suspicion, it was better to go back earlier.

Hiding the sword spectrum in his underwear, and placing Lin Pingzhi in the previous posture, Yue Buqun went out of the room, placed the door latch to adjust the position, closed the door, and flicked it with a dagger, and the door was tied, exactly the same as before, so that people could not see that anyone had entered. For the only flaw in the window paper, Yue Buqun didn't pay attention to it, because as a standing move for walking the rivers and lakes, it is very common to poke the window paper by hand, even a cat and a dog will come to the hand, which is doomed to the disaster of the window paper, for the hole on it, no one will care, because I don't know when and who pierced it.

Mr. Yue's first theft was a complete success, as easy as chewing radishes and eating cabbage. The nervous and happy Mr. Yue barely suppressed the excitement in his heart, and did not immediately read the sword book, but returned to the bedroom with brisk steps, burrowed into the warm quilt in the sound of Ning Zhongze's chirp, and continued to sleep, but where could he sleep, barely closed his round eyes, but there were thousands of thoughts in his mind, one would recall the master's explanation, and one would fantasize about the glory of Huashan, and he would barely fall asleep again until the early hours of the morning.

In the early morning of the next day, Lin Pingzhi woke up from his sleep, not realizing that he had turned around in front of the ghost gate last night. As is customary these days, the first thing you do when you wake up is to touch your bosom.

The action is still the same action, and Lin Pingzhi's heart is also on it, just to seek some comfort in his heart, but, unlike usual, his arms are empty, and there is nothing. Lin Ping was subconsciously stunned, groping in his chest suspiciously, until he searched his chest, and there was no trace of the robe, and at this time, he came to his senses, and sighed in his heart: The sword spectrum is gone?

Lin Pingzhi hurriedly got up, and he didn't care about the cold and freezing in winter, so he stood in front of the bed in a daze, hurriedly unbuttoned the pajamas on his body, and when he untied the outer layer, Lin Pingzhi secretly complained in his heart, knowing that something was wrong; Sure enough, when the second layer of underwear was also untied, Lin Pingzhi's face was already pale, and his body was empty, where was there any sword spectrum.

Stunned for a moment, Lin Pingzhi lifted the futon as if he was crazy, grabbed a kick of the futon with each palm, shaking desperately, his eyes staring directly at the head of the bed, hoping to see the red shake out of the futon. It's just that these senseless actions didn't bring him any miracles, except for proving his madness.

The frequency of shaking his hands gradually slowed down, and finally the futon was thrown at the head of the bed, Lin Pingzhi's legs were weak, he sat down on the cold ground, and muttered in his mouth: "Lost, lost, really lost!" ”

Suddenly, Lin Pingzhi jumped up from the ground, ran quickly to the door, carefully checked the door latch, and squatted down to check the ground, and then saw him stretch out the thumb of his right hand and the two fingers of the index point, and pick up something on the ground. After a closer look, it turned out to be a broken silk thread, Lin Pingzhi sneered: "Someone came in last night...... Is it really you? But since you've already got the sword spectrum, why don't you kill me? Hehehe, what about getting the sword spectrum? Do you dare to practice? Hahahaha. ”

At this moment, Yue Buqun didn't know that although he did not destroy the door latch and restored the scene, he did not find that Lin Pingzhi, who was too suspicious, would actually tie a silk thread to the door latch, and he was careless, and he did not think about the slight sound of the silk thread breaking. A small piece of silk thread aroused Lin Pingzhi's suspicions, and in Lin Pingzhi's heart, those who could still have the mind to restore the scene after winning the sword spectrum would have no one else except Yue Buqun.

At this time, Lin Han didn't know that the evil sword spectrum had actually fallen into Yue Buqun's hands again, and it would bring him infinite variables in the future.

(Friendly reminder: there will be frequent outbreaks in July, I hope you will pay attention.) This is today's first shift, and there is a shift at eight o'clock in the evening, asking for points, asking for collections, and asking for red tickets! ）