I swam along the outer wall to the window of the Linyuan Pavilion.

The windows were closed, and the private rooms were empty.

I pulled a wire out of my bag and slipped it through the crack in the window, and after a few strokes, I opened the latch.

Pushing the window and jumping into the house, he immediately took out the pre-wrapped incense ashes, started at the door, and sprinkled them on the ground.

Nantian Pavilion is further up is the Sanqing Temple, the incense is continuous every day, the sandalwood fragrance is strong, and there is no need to worry about sprinkling the incense ash to be found.

He retreated while sprinkling, and when he was done sprinkling, he retreated to the window, jumped on the windowsill reflexively, and still made the scorpion climb upside down and hook it on the outer wall, close the window, draw the wire, and hang it above the window.

After about twenty minutes, the door of the private room was pushed open, and six people entered.

There were men and women, the youngest of whom looked to be in their fifties, politely courteous to each other, and sat around the round table.

I didn't listen to their polite praise to each other, but only watched the footprints on the ground.

Got it!

Footprints that belong to the Thousand-Faced Beard.

From a tall, chubby old man.

The face is white and beardless, the appearance is rich, he doesn't smile or speak, and his face is peaceful.

In the midst of the mutual praise and polite words, he was called Mr. Si.

I immediately crawled down the wall back to my room.

At this time, it was already 7:45, and there were still fifteen minutes before the appointed time.

I picked up a pen and spread out the paper, and quickly drew a map of the room form of the Linyuan Pavilion and everyone in the room on the paper.

I learned this skill of hand sketching from an art teacher in Haicheng.

In order to learn this skill, Sister Miao made an exception and stayed in Haicheng for half a year.

After the painting, I took out a picture of the footprints of the Thousand Faces that I had brought with me, aimed at the Thousand Faces in the painting, took three rusty iron nails, nailed the footprints to the ground with the sketch of the room, and finally erased the door of the painting.

After making this preparation, I left with my bag, changed my clothes in the nearby forest, restored Zhou Cheng's appearance, and returned to Nantian Pavilion again.

This time, I went straight to the door of the private room of Linyuan Pavilion.

When I got to the door, it was exactly 7:58.

Someone was heard talking through the door.

"It's eight o'clock, and this surnamed Zhou didn't come, and it looks like he is too weak to show up."

"He's an outsider, where does he have the confidence to reason with our Hu Ye, isn't it that he doesn't know whether he lives or dies."

"Okay, let's go back, let's go back, and arrange for someone to go to Sanmaitang to pick out his signboard."

"It can't be just over, since it is reasonable, if you don't come, you will lose, this life must be taken, otherwise who will take this rule seriously?"

"That's right, if you can't come, you won't come, what are we Jincheng's predecessors? Playing with us? ”

"If you dare to press your life, you must dare to admit it, take his life, spread and post four notices, and let everyone understand that our Jincheng is a place with rules, not all cats, dogs, and four can come to show off their power casually."

"The old ones, since you're here, you're not in a hurry to leave, it's rare to get together, I've ordered wine and food, and the big guy is happy and happy......"

Eight o'clock sharp.

I pushed the door open and walked into the room.

The lively discussion suddenly stopped.

The eight people sitting around the table looked at each other in surprise.

One of the balding old men of medium stature had the most obvious expression of surprise, even a hint of fear.

Too much force.

Lest I don't notice him!

It's too fake.

I smiled and saluted, clasped my hands into fists, crossed my fingers, and raised my thumbs together to the side of my right face.

"The old colleague, running to the sea and the old sand is polite, smashing the hour to the number, I don't dare to lose the façade."

There was silence in the private room, and several old men and women looked at each other.

After a while, I saw the bald old man stand up and say, "The people present today are all the seniors of the same staff, and there are no outsiders, so there is no need to talk about this spring ceremony." Let's get to know each other first, I am Hu Wanhai. ”

"I have admired the name of Hu Ye's old Bodhisattva for a long time."

"This one is Aunt Ma, who is proficient in singing gods and exorcism.

This one is Mr. Jiao, the first in Jincheng in terms of face-to-face measurement.

This one is Gu Daxian, and no one can match the Yin and Yang Homestead.

This one is Mr. Peng, who is well-known for asking about things.

This one is Uncle Chang, a famous health practitioner, and I don't know how many rich and noble people want to beg him for health medicine.

These five are all well-known warlocks in Jincheng, and today at my request, they have come to give us two testimonies. ”

The bald old man, who claimed to be a thousand-faced beard, introduced all five people present.

The real Thousand-Faced Hu was introduced as Gu Daxian who was good at looking at the Yin and Yang homestead.

I arched my hands to everyone, then sat down in the empty seat generously, took out another picture of a thousand faces and footprints folded into squares, pressed it under the wine glass, and said, "You are all local seniors, since you can come to do this testimony, I want to be able to do things fairly." Before reasoning, I will ask Hu Ye about something, and you will also listen to it, first comment on this matter, and then reason after commenting. ”

The bald old man's face became extremely ugly, "If you have a good reason, don't make extraneous branches." ”

"Ha, Master Hu, it's not me who gave birth to the branches. You asked me last night to reason with my fate, but when you turned around, you posted a banquet inviting you to eat Karna, and ambushed me on the way here, which is not like a serious reasoning. ”

"Zhou Cheng, don't slander people with empty words. If I don't dare to reason with you, why do you invite these old people to come over? ”

"That's right, Zhou Cheng, you didn't care when you entered the door, but said that Hu Ye invited you to eat Karnian, are you weak and dare not reason? This life is pressed, no matter what you can't do, the rules are here, if you don't dare to talk about it, then leave your life behind. I want to climb Hu Ye's reputation with empty words, and I think it's too beautiful. ”

It was Mr. Peng, who was known for his reputation for asking immortals.

Asking the immortals to ask things sounds good, in fact, it is to recruit ghosts, just to avoid this saying of recruiting ghosts, change the name to invite immortals, listen to the atmosphere, in fact, it is just a small means that cannot be put on the table, and it is not the invitation of immortals in Kanto.

He was obviously biased in favor of the bald old man.

"If I don't believe it, then ask Hu Ye's subordinates to talk about the rotor. Mr. Peng, since you have the ability to ask the immortals to ask about things, it is better to invite this rotor to talk about Hu Ye's good calculations now. ”

The bald old man stood up suddenly, "You killed the fifth?" ”

I smiled slightly, picked up the wine bottle on the table, and filled the wine glass with the paper pressed, "I am Mr. Yin Vein, and I pay attention to not getting blood on my hands. I never kill with my own hands. Your fifth brother had a conflict with the one who invited him to eat Karin, and they fought together and died together. As for where he died, I don't know, I just asked Mr. Peng to invite him to ask about it, and Hu Ye can arrange for someone to collect his body. ”

"Good means!"

The bald old man squinted at me.

I smelled a faint woody scent.

Thousands of faces couldn't hold back their shots.

However, his little trick in front of me is tantamount to an axe.

It's really overwhelming.