After a night of turmoil, Hongling Villa returned to calm in the eyes of outsiders, Chu Hao disappeared from the field of vision of the Jianghu people, the owner of the village is still Chu Zhengning but there is one more master, and everything in the whole Zhuangzi is as usual, as if nothing has happened.

The people in the rivers and lakes who came to congratulate also understand this, after all, such an ugly family, if it makes a big fuss, it will become a laughing stock, divide the property and settle old accounts or something, just talk behind closed doors, if you want to gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes, you still have to keep a low profile and maintain a peaceful atmosphere on the surface.

Seeing that there were no moths in Hongling Villa, the ship moored three miles away set sail again.

As for socializing with Lu Ya or something, it's not necessary. The Night Terror Hall wants to get rid of the broken silence, and if the broken silence dies, Yazhou will definitely have a new dragon head, and now that Chu Hao is gone, he can only choose among the remaining masters.

Lu Ya has been practicing hard in the mountains for seven years, although she can't beat Chu Hao, but she can let Chu Zhengning go with a stick, she is by no means a miscellaneous fish in the rivers and lakes, and she is young, and it is only a matter of time before she becomes a leader.

Night Terror Hall helped to stand on the field, whether Lu Ya wanted to or not, the people of the rivers and lakes would default to the Night Terror Hall as his background, and for this position of the leader in Yazhou, no one would definitely grab it with Lu Ya.

Lu Ya received such a favor, even if she didn't come to visit and thank her, she had to remember this favor, this is something that everyone knows.

If the Night Terror Hall came to the door again to remind people to return the favor, the taste would be wrong, so he left directly.

The next morning, boats slowly sailed down the turquoise river between the steep mountain walls.

In the room of the shipbuilding, Night Terror Hall had already put on his robe, sat cross-legged on his knees, closed his eyes, and recovered from the injury on his shoulder as soon as possible.

Yesterday, I just used too much force, and the wound that was almost healing was bleeding, and through the treatment of drugs and bath fire diagrams, it is now no big problem, and it is estimated that it will not take a few days to fully recover.

Pei Xiangjun had nothing to do when he got up, the space in the room was small and not suitable for exercise, so he pillowed on the lap of the night terror, holding a miscellaneous book in his hand and flipping through it.

The book is naturally a chivalrous tear treasured by the Night Terror Hall, Pei Xiangjun has no habit of reading idle books, so he is not very interested in the love and love in it, and he is jumping to read.

However, unlike Luo Ning, Luo Ning skipped the exciting plot and focused on the infatuated men and women in it.

And Pei Xiangjun skipped the serious scenes, focusing on the bells and whistles, and imagined in his mind that Ning Er was so tormented.

The two of them were silent for an unknown amount of time, when suddenly there was a slight noise outside.

Knock Knock......

Night Terror opened his eyes and looked out the window, but saw Fan Qinghe falling into the river silently, and then touched the blue waves towards the riverbank.

Yesterday, Xuanji Zhenren and Fan Qinghe stared at the jackdaw in shifts, and at this time, it was Fan Qinghe who was staring, and there was a reaction at this time, it must have been the jackdaw turning back.

Seeing this, Night Terror Hall picked up the dragon knife on the table, jumped out of the window silently, chased behind Fan Qinghe, and asked:

"The crow flew away?"

Fan Qinghe stared ahead, not paying attention to behind her, the night terror hall suddenly touched her and startled her, looked back, and signaled into the distance:

"Just fly to the southeast, I'll follow, you can continue to rest."

Night Terror Hall rested for a night yesterday, and at this time he was very energetic, and he didn't worry that Fan Qinghe would go out alone and follow the vine and touch the melon, and walked in front of him at the moment:

"If the other party dares to stalk, he must come prepared, and I will be safer with you."

Fan Qinghe didn't say anything about this, Ling Bo jumped up the cliff after a few ups and downs, and after a slight glance, he found the jackdaw that had flown away, and chased after him with a hidden figure......

On the outskirts of Nan Town.

After the snowstorm, a thin layer of snow accumulates in the pine forests in the mountains.

Shen Lin carried a bamboo box on his back and walked slowly on the snow, looking like a medicine farmer digging medicinal herbs in the mountains, stopping under the pine trees from time to time, sweeping away the snow and burying some small objects.

Chen Lingtong was carrying a big basket full of all kinds of miscellaneous items, and looked behind him, his eyes were a little incomprehensible.

And next to Chen Lingtong, there is a man with a big gun, named Wang Chong, who is the hall master of the Broken North Cliff, and his positioning is similar to that of Song Chi, and he is the number one thug under the head, also known as the red stick.

Wang Chong learned from Xuan Shengshan that this mysterious old man was the chief protector of Qianjimen, and he was considered a top-level figure in the entire Beiliang rivers and lakes, and his eyes were naturally respectful, and he said:

"The head is healing, and it may take three or five days before he can come forward, and he specially sent Wang to assist Mr. The head said that the night terror hall will inevitably go to the Broken North Cliff, the old gentleman can try it here first, it is best to kill it on the spot, and if you can't kill it, you don't have to force it, go to the Broken North Cliff, and the head will provide the greatest help to Mr. ......"

Shen Lin was in Hongling Villa, and he had already found that the left shoulder strap of the Night Terror Hall was injured, and when he heard that he was still recuperating from his injury, he knew that the two must have had a conflict outside. Night Terror Hall came to Yazhou this time, even if it wasn't to check the Beiliang dark pile, it was also a matter of the rivers and lakes, and it was necessary to clean up the silence.

Shen Lin and Xuan Sheng Lin did not have any personal relationship, only because they were both from Beiliang and worked together for the country, so they temporarily cooperated here. Seeing Wang Chong say this, he spoke:

"As a close minister of the Southern Dynasty, if he is allowed to reach the Broken North Cliff, the reason for breaking the head is justified, and he will inevitably be retaliated against by the court if he kills him, which is not conducive to acting in the future. At present, the best solution is to assassinate outside, and then the old man takes care of the whole thing, and the mastermind behind the scenes pushes the head of Zuo Xianwang and keeps the head of the broken door out of the matter.

"It's hard for you to take the life of the Night Terror Hall as a knife bearer, but the old man trapped the Night Terror Hall and injured it is not a big problem. The servants immediately sent the letter and asked the head of the broken family to come and finish it in person. ”

Seeing this, Chen Lingtong handed over the big basket to Wang Chong, and immediately ran out again.

Wang Chong followed behind, patiently listening to Shen Lin's explanation of various arrangements......

The jackdaw flew along the mountain field all the way to the southeast.

The Night Terror Hall was afraid of startling the snake, so it didn't chase too close, and it was about half a mile away from the jackdaw, and the figure was as hidden as possible on the road.

Tracking jackdaws is far more troublesome than tracking people, after all, jackdaws are in the sky, and they will not leave traces when they move forward, not to say silently, whether there is anything within a radius of a few miles is still clear at a glance, and the birds can only be expelled when they come, and it is difficult to track the tail line.

If the Night Terror Hall wants to track, it can only follow the woods and cross the mountains and mountains, and it can't make any movement, and the process can be said to be quite tiring.

Fortunately, Fan Qinghe's combat effectiveness is slightly inferior, but his light skills are amazing, and his perception is also naturally keen, relying on his good hearing to capture the direction of the jackdaw, and he has not lost his target when he has traveled through the snow forest for a long time.

The two chased each other for nearly 100 miles in the southeast, from the county seat to a town in the south of Lanyang County.

The size of the town is not small, thousands of households are visually inspected, the official road passes through the middle, and there is a large dart bureau in the center.

After the jackdaw flew into the dart game, he entered a window in the backyard.

Seeing this, Night Terror Hall knew that he had found the target, so he first observed the surroundings of the dart bureau and found that they were all normal dart masters, and there was no sign of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, so he and Fan Qinghe sneaked into it together, groping along the roof, and within a moment, he heard the conversation in the room:

"The boat has already departed, going down the river, and it will be no surprise that it will be able to reach the Arashi River Estuary Pier tomorrow morning. Now you arrange a team to wait over there, hang up the flag of the North Cliff, put some forbidden items on the car, and set off for the boat as soon as it arrives......"

"What if the Night Terror Hall doesn't find out and doesn't come along?"

"When unloading the ship, let the cargo accidentally drop a few pieces out, and then behave sneakily and quickly hide. If the Night Terror Hall can't see the problem, it doesn't deserve to be the chief official of the Black Bureau......"

"Okay, I'll go ......"

……

Night Terror Hall leaned on the roof and listened, and saw that the two unknown opponents below finally did not drive the tiger and devour the wolf, but instead used the strategy of inviting the king into the urn.

However, judging from the breath, the two people in the room are not very good at martial arts, and they should not be the masterminds, so he did not startle the snake, but just eavesdropped secretly.

Squeak –

Soon, the conversation stopped, the door was opened, and a man in his thirties walked out, looked left and right, and walked quickly to a room at the back of the dart game.

There were no windows on all sides of the room, and there were several dart masters on guard at all times, and the Night Terror Hall could only tell by the sound that there was a cellar inside.

After the man went in and rummaged for a while, he came out with a wooden box, handed it to the dart master and began to command:

"Take these to the Arashi Estuary Pier ......"

From this information, Night Terror Hall deduced that the cellar should contain a lot of forbidden items, and it is estimated that it is a smuggling den.

At present, he didn't even know the identity of the opponent, and it was not easy to startle the snake, so he wrote down the clues first.

And while he was observing the back of the dart game, a man came out of the room where he had just talked.

The man is dressed as an ordinary Jianghu person, looking less than thirty years old, with a relatively elegant temperament, and holding a food box in his right hand.

Night Terror Hall was lying on the ridge of the roof, and when he saw the man's face, he was slightly stunned - there was a fight in Hongling Villa yesterday, and the distinguished guests in the main hall all ran out, and more than forty people stood under the eaves.

Although he didn't pay special attention, it was inevitable to glance at it, and at this time, he recalled carefully, and there seemed to be such an elegant young man in the crowd, standing behind an old man dressed as a businessman.

Thinking of this, Night Terror suddenly understood why he was being targeted last night, and gave Fan Qinghe a look, and after the young man went out from behind the dart game with the food box, he quietly followed Fan Qinghe......

Behind the town of Nannan, there is a continuous mountain forest, which is full of pine, cypress, nanmu, etc., not a natural forest, but a forest farm specially maintained by successive dynasties, so that there can be a big war to make ordnance from local materials, and Yun'an City built a palace, it is also here to cut wood, and then drift directly down the Qingjiang River to the capital.

The forest farm is all mountainous, and the ups and downs are not steep, because they are managed by the forest officials, and it is forbidden for the people to cut them down without permission, and there are no human tracks in the forest farm, and it is not difficult to walk with reasonable planning.

The young man who followed the Night Terror Hall walked silently through the snow-covered mountain forest, and walked for more than thirty miles before he came to a pine forest.

The pine forest grows on a gentle slope and the ground is thick with pine needles, which are soft and slippery when stepped on, and there are no other miscellaneous trees except the trunks to block the view.

Night Terror followed the young man to the depths of the pine forest, where he could see two bamboo baskets in the distance, and there was no one else around.

When the young man saw the basket, he trotted briskly, shouting as he went:

"Master?"

Night Terror Hall and Fan Qinghe leaned their backs against the two pine trees, listened carefully, and could make sure that there were still two people above the hillside, so they raised their hands and signaled, wanting to go around the side of the hillside.

But what I didn't expect was that the night terror hall silently touched upward, and as soon as he walked out of the three feet, he heard a voice:

Boom~

Then came the "boom boom ......"

Countless bowstrings were taut, and you could see snow foam being bounced around, but you couldn't see what it was.

The birds and beasts in the pine forest are forbidden, and the silence is like a dead land, and the sudden movement, although not obvious, is enough to attract the attention of everyone in the forest.

The young man carrying the food box was shocked, and first looked at his feet, probably thinking that he had triggered the trap that the master had so hard arranged, but he immediately reacted again, threw away the food box and flew towards the hillside.

The Night Terror Hall came to an abrupt halt, his hand gripping the hilt of the knife behind his waist, paying attention to all the sounds around him, and beware of the hidden weapon that followed him.

But after the sound, nothing flew out.

Fan Qinghe paused behind him, looked down, and could see that the left foot raised by the Night Terror Hall was half-hanging on the ground, the hem of the robe was cut off quickly, and there were blood beads in front of the calf, sliding along the spider-like thin line to the sides.

The filaments are translucent silver-white pine forests, the light is dim, supplemented by the white snow on the ground, if it is not stained with blood, it is basically invisible, and it can cut through the cloth robe and cut the skin and flesh continuously, it can only be silver silk.

Fan Qinghe chuckled in his heart, knowing that the two of them might have come to the wrong place, and said in a low voice:

"This trap is unusual, don't move around, go back the way you started."

Seeing this, Night Terror Hall slowly withdrew his left foot, so as not to break the thin line, stepped on his footprints and retreated to Fan Qinghe's side, and said:

"Going back the way you came?"

Fan Qinghe frowned, took out a handkerchief from his arms, used the height of the Night Terror Hall as a reference, and threw it out with dark strength according to the height of his neck.

Call~

As a result, the handkerchief fluttering forward flew out and split in two, and then became four.

Night Terror Hall frowned when he saw this scene, after all, he had only practiced the Golden Scale Diagram for a few days, and it was useless, and the Jade Bone Diagram could not protect the neck and carotid artery, so he would definitely have to drink a pot if he accidentally ran into it.

"The woods are full of silver silk, just now it is the activation mechanism, and the next is the interlocking moves; The person who came is definitely a master, and he is coming at you, and he still knows you very well, don't move, listen to my command......"

呲呲~

Fan Qinghe was talking, and there was movement above the hillside.

Night Terror Hall turned its eyes to see an overwhelming white smoke, rising from above the mountain forest, slowly pressing downward.

When Fan Qinghe saw this scene, his face turned slightly pale:

"Oh no, it's the Seven Hidden Fog Formations of the Thousand Machine Gate."

Night Terror Hall took out a face towel and tied it to his mouth and nose, and seeing Fan Qinghe's solemn eyes, he asked:

"What is the Fog Hidden Seven Absolute Formation?"

Fan Qinghe leaned behind the Night Terror Hall and carefully observed the clues around him:

"The formation pioneered by Zhongsun Jin, one of the four saints, is divided into 'fog, thunder, silk, needle, poison, Gu, and knife'. Fog obscured vision, thunder and hearing, silk wounds the body and skin, needles nail eye bones, poisonous confusion, Gu wounds the internal organs, among which the array eye is a knife hand, wandering between the formations, relying on the location to sneak attack, but also to control the traps in the formation according to the enemy's conditions. Since the appearance of this array, no one has ever walked out alive. ”

The Night Terror Hall really doesn't know much about the crooked ways of these evil sects in Beiliang who don't talk about martial arts, and seeing that what Fan Qinghe said is so serious, he frowned and said:

"What to watch out for now?"

"The fog is a mixture of black feather grass and snow moth scales, you can't dodge, but it can't hurt you and me for the time being, don't move anything, especially be careful of small insects, I'll slowly break the mechanism." As long as the trap is not triggered, the knife hand will not dare to venture close. ”

Night Terror Hall bowed slightly, no longer disturbing Fan Qinghe's thoughts, and pressed the hilt of the knife to pay attention to all the wind and grass around him......