At the small north gate, unitary time, that is, the time of sunset.

The setting sun slowly sank in the scattered clouds, and it cast a rose-colored slanting light on Guanyin Mountain, which flickered uncertainly, and at this time, the entire area at the foot of Guanyin Mountain was almost uninhabited, except for some shops that were engaged in trading, but they were now also cleaning up the remnants of garbage on the ground, preparing to close the shop over to the sand side.

Now, the Divine Tree Sect Altar.

The Cult of the Sacred Tree sent ten groups of Cultists, either in groups of three or five, to defend all the passages leading to the top of the mountain.

On the mountainside, three people were walking towards the bottom of the mountain.

A young man with a wooden stick in his hand, he jumped quickly and stood on a high rock, scanned the surrounding environment, did not see any movement, his face was slightly relaxed, and then turned his head and asked: "Uncle, what do you say the sect leader is doing on it, why do you suddenly want to patrol the mountains and strictly guard all passages?" ”

The middle-aged man behind him, surnamed Fang, is a deacon under the Divine Tree Sect's Patrol, and his job responsibilities are very simple, that is, to follow the orders of the patrol, inspect all the miscellaneous matters around the main altar, and if there are any irregularities, he will report to the patrol.

As the young man stood on the high rock and made his rounds, Deacon Fang paused and looked at the half-waist-high grass on either side of the path. After half a ring, except for the sound of the evening breeze, he didn't find any movement, but he thought of the explanation of the patrol adult, today is different from the past, when patrolling the mountain, don't let go of any corner where you can hide, to "fight the grass and startle the snake".

At this time, when Deacon Fang picked up the stick in his hand and swept the grass on both sides of the path, he heard his nephew asking, and at this moment, his face was suddenly not very good-looking, and he opened his mouth and scolded: "Why can't you have a long memory, here in the main altar, don't call me uncle." Also, don't ask what you shouldn't ask, if you do it again, you will go back to the countryside and gnaw on the bark. ”

As soon as he heard that his uncle wanted him to go back to the countryside to gnaw on the bark, the young man said with an anxious expression: "Uncle...... Deacon Fang. ”

Under Deacon Fang's fierce gaze, the young man swallowed a breath, and then shouted Deacon Fang weakly, and jumped off the high stone in frustration.

"Old Ghost Zhang, how is the situation over there?" The matter of patrolling the mountain was important, and Deacon Fang did not continue to teach his nephew a lesson, and shouted at the man who was searching behind the grass.

"Master, the hour has come." Just as Shen Zhu was standing in the study looking at the map hanging on the wall, Yan Zhendong pushed the door and entered.

"Oh." Shen Zhu then picked up the hat hanging on the hanger and put it on his head. When he was about to walk to the door, he said, "Master Yan, how is the mood of the Sharpshooter Guards." ”

Yan Zhendong's face was a little excited, and he said: "Sect Master, the Sharpshooter Guards are very excited now, and they can't wait to kill all the foreigners in Guangfu immediately." ”

Speaking of the word foreigner, the tone is a little hateful. Last year, when he was competing with Huang Feihong in Foshan, he was beaten half to death by foreigners with foreign guns, if it wasn't for Shen Zhu passing by and saving his life, I'm afraid he would have become a pile of bones now, so he still remembers it vividly, and he wants to return the shame brought to him by foreigners every moment.

"Foreigners." Yan Zhendong muttered to himself, he really wanted to see the foreigner fall in front of him with blood spurting all over his body.

Hearing Yan Zhendong say that the sharpshooter guards didn't have much resistance to the foreigners, Shen Zhu walked ahead with peace of mind, and then thought of something, his footsteps couldn't help but stop, and he turned around and asked: "Master Yan, remember to tell the sharpshooter guards to turn on the tape recorder when they evacuate, and this point must be implemented for me." ”

"Oops."

Hearing Shen Zhu's sudden questioning, Yan Zhendong's mind instantly broke free from the picture of the foreigner being tortured, but he seemed to have lost the ability to speak for a while, and he looked at Shen Zhu with a stunned expression.

"Master Yan, do I have something dirty on my face?" Seeing Yan Zhendong looking at him with a strange expression, Shen Zhu raised his hand to wipe his face and said.

At this moment, Yan Zhendong came to his senses, and hurriedly said: "Sect Master, rest assured, the Sharpshooter Guards have rehearsed the plan to evacuate the scene hundreds of times, and they guarantee that they will not delay the Sect Master's plan." ”

"Well, then we'll go straight to Shamian now." Shen Zhu nodded and said.

……

"Old ghost Zhang, how is the situation over there!"

shouted a shout, but still didn't see Zhang Lao Ghost respond to him, Deacon Fang raised his voice and continued to ask, but Zhang Lao Ghost still turned his back to him and didn't see any movement. At this time, Deacon Fang sensed that something was wrong: "Old Ghost Zhang was chatting with the air just now, why is there no sound all of a sudden...... Could it be an accident? ”

Thinking of this, Deacon Fang immediately retracted the steps he was about to take, and then retreated to the center of the path.

"Fang." Seeing his uncle suddenly retreat, the young man asked.

"Shh Without waiting for his nephew to say his words, Deacon Fang instantly put his finger to his mouth and let out a boo.

At this moment, just as Deacon Fang whispered something to his nephew, an arrogant baritone voice came from the grass.

"Real person, in my opinion, just kill it directly, why is it so troublesome."

As the words sounded, a burly and dark man suddenly appeared beside Old Ghost Zhang, carrying a blood-stained knife on his shoulder. Then, under the frightened gaze of Deacon Fang and the young man, the man raised the big knife in his hand and swept it away, and the grass suddenly fell to the ground.

At this time, the expressions of Deacon Fang and the young man were even more frightened, because they saw that there were still a dozen people on the other side of the grass, and they were lying in ambush there.

"Ahh Not long after, several miserable shouts rang out on the mountainside.

When passing by the living room, Shen Zhu said to Dongfang Bai, who was sitting on the sofa watching the animation: "Xiaobai, you can stay at home tonight and watch the animation, and remember to close the doors and windows tightly, and don't open the door if anyone comes." ”

"Well, Uncle Shen will come back early." Dongfang Bai raised a smile and nodded obediently.

After a while.

The two of them had not walked far from the main altar of the Divine Tree Sect, and Shen Zhu suddenly stopped, waving his hand to signal Yan Zhendong to pay attention to the situation, while staring ahead with a somewhat ugly face.

The two of them were standing in a clearing at this time, and more than ten meters away behind them was the house of the main altar of the Divine Tree Sect, and one meter away in front of them was a lush and towering forest, among which there was a path paved with sand and stone, which was the path that the Divine Tree Sect disciples usually walked up and down the mountain, it was extended from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain in a circling manner, and if you looked down from a high altitude, the dirt path was like a coiling dragon with a body diameter of less than half a meter winding in the lush and towering woods.

At this time, after Shen Zhu and Yan Zhendong stopped, the area began to gradually fall silent, and the two only heard the sound of wind blowing leaves from time to time at the entrance of the path.

"Master, what's going on?" Strange enough, he remembered that he had arranged for the disciples to patrol the mountain, but now there was no footsteps. Thinking of this, Yan Zhendong asked softly.

"Who gave you the courage to dare to ambush in front of the gate of the Divine Tree Sect, I think you are looking for death!"

With a shout, Shen Zhu kicked the sand and gravel on the ground out, and with a few swishing sounds, the sand and gravel were like bullets breaking through the air, and instantly disappeared into the woods.