Because he was worried about startling the snake, Tang En had not tested it before, so he didn't know the details of the guards in the City Lord's Mansion. But the observation from all angles from a distance during the day is not in vain, at least Tang En has a preliminary understanding of the general architectural conditions in the mansion and so on.

Easily break through the first high wall barrier, there is a small open space behind, basically unobstructed, fortunately, the greening of the city lord's mansion is good, after an instant flash, Tang En silently jumped into the unknown ornamental plants that are half a person high on the side, and lay down quietly.

He had just hidden for a moment, and a group of barbarian patrols carrying iron rods walked past Donn's eyes, his mud-stained beastskin boots so close that he could even smell a bad smell with a slight movement of his nose.

Call...... Breathed a sigh of relief, there was no need to get up to observe, but as soon as he entered, Tang En once again confirmed his previous judgment, this place is definitely not simple!

The Castle Lord's Mansion at night was not pitch black, except for the buildings, even the inconspicuous garden path, and there was a roaring bonfire burning on the side, illuminating the envelope in detail. Of course, after all, it was the time to rest late at night, so although there were many barbarian patrols walking around and they were very responsible, they should have received a warning, so they didn't make any big noise.

Quietly, like a dead place. But this seemingly peaceful and comfortable place of death is no different from the tiger's den in Longtan in Tang En's eyes!

As mentioned briefly, if a master wants to track and lock on to a certain person or area, he doesn't need to stare at it with his eyes wide like ordinary people. And there are blind spots in the line of sight, which is not reliable. The master has a keen perception that is different from ordinary people, as long as he releases his perception. Even with your eyes closed. As long as that person, or someone, walks into the perception area. They will be able to detect it immediately.

For example, in the previous brief encounter between Donn and Woodin in Brando, Woodin used his perception when he tracked down the traitor of the secret agency......

Tang En didn't have a perception, or rather, Tang En preferred to call this perception killing intent. It is also a subtle feeling of mystery and mystery, but the killing intent assisted by the hope qi skill makes the prediction and judgment of danger clearer and stronger.

Now in Don's eyes. This piece of Dead Silent City Lord's Mansion is a terrifying death place that is covered by many dangerous perceptions. In other words, once there is an abnormality somewhere, countless Northern Wilderness masters will inevitably jump out of their hiding places in an instant and join forces to attack.

Sensing this, Tang En took a slight breath, not surprised but delighted. He is not afraid of danger here, he is afraid that this place is too bland. Because plainness means that there is no value here, and danger can show that there is a hidden greasy in it.

After a while, find out the patrol pattern in this area. Don moved, that is, like a ghost. Like a phantom, it appeared in an instant, following behind the patrolling barbarians who had just walked past, and slowly probed towards the hinterland of the City Lord's Mansion.

In fact, with Donn's speed, even if he ran past these barbarian soldiers, the latter would not be able to react, just as a breeze swept in front of him.

However, in order not to alarm the heavy perception on the maximum distance, Tang En still chose to restrain his breath, rely on the naked eye to observe and judge, find the flaws and loopholes, and slowly advance. It's slower, but it's safer.

The barbarian guards, who did not know that they had been mixed in, still patrolled, crossed, and changed shifts according to a fixed trajectory route...... It can be seen that the guards here are all elite, and they must have been trained. Under the advantage of the sea of people, there are almost no blind spots. And the deeper you go into the hinterland, the more frequent the guards patrol become, like a sky net that can't see the slightest gap.

With such a tight and strict security intensity, if you change to an ordinary assassin thief, or the so-called elite assassin thief, even if you can sneak into the city lord's mansion, you will definitely have nothing to hide within a few steps.

The reason is that the city lord's mansion is not a noble manor, similar to a garden, a meadow, a statue, etc., and there are too few shelters that have no practical effect. On the other hand, there are too many barbarian guards here, and after the guidance of the masters, an ordinary path, with at least two patrols walking through in just a few minutes, there is no room for the assassins to come in and think about what to do next. And if you make a mistake, you can only be forced to go to the knife edge......

However, Don didn't have much sense of urgency in sneaking, and even had a sense of comfort that 'this should be the case', like a fish in water......

Of course, this is not to say that Don has become metamorphosed, well, in fact, metamorphosis is a compliment on him...... He's just very accustomed to swimming in this kind of environment, that feeling, it's like a hardcore player finally encountering a game that tests the level, this kind of game can't be played by ordinary people, but he can hold a kind of anti-heaven artifact called 'small-scale perfect control', all the way to the wind, and crush the past like a devastation, there is a potential sense of superiority, very refreshing......

Of course, it is not without its difficulties. In front of an arched round door that allowed three people to pass side by side, Donn stopped.

This arch is not unusual, but anyone with a bit of a family background will have it. Generally used as the entrance and exit of the garden, the arch with carved patterns at the end of the winding path can add a bit of elegance. Or, it serves as a barrier to distinguish the inner house from the outside. The subordinate dwells outside, and the master dwells inside. Distinguishing identities and adding a bit of mystery helps to maintain the majesty of the owner......

For the time being, this should be the latter, outside the arch is the office of the general administrator, and inside is the place where the great men representing the highest authority of the town rest, where they rest and flirt with their female subordinates, and which is also the central hinterland of the lord's mansion.

Torches are inserted on both sides of the arch, and the carvings on the inner wall and the bluestone floor are clearly visible, and there is nothing unusual about it. And just more than ten feet away in the arch, the barbarian patrol that Tang En had been following before had stepped through here safely just now, and there was no problem at all.

However, Don still stopped his progress, and first looked at the lines carved into the arch, which at first glance looked like flowers and plants, but when he looked at the branches and leaves of those flowers and plants, it was more like a figure deliberately composed of independent and mysterious arcs. Looking at the somewhat stiff carving marks, there is no doubt that they should have been carved recently.

Of course, that's not the point, and Don can't see the point. Looking down at the bluestone floor, it is three feet square, the tread marks are obvious, and the dirt can be seen in the gap. Apparently this slate was here before. And not the one that just put it on.

A qiē looks. Not much of a problem. But Don felt the danger faintly, like a wild beast looking at a trap with tempting food.

After thinking about it, Don En didn't try to break in, but dodged out of the range of the torch, came to the shadow of the wall on one side, and his back was close to the wall, as if he had blended in, and he couldn't see the slightest flaw.

Soon. A group of barbarian guards patrolled from near and far, and without hesitation, they swaggered through the arch and disappeared.

Seeing this, Tang En's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked thoughtfully at the bluestone floor, still standing still. A few minutes later, heavy footsteps were heard, and another patrol of guards arrived.

Watching the barbarians go in one after another, Don finally determined where the anomaly was. The barbarians seemed to be a little nervous as they passed through the arch. The direction is also slightly adjusted, and they are all stepping on the bluestone floor that clings to the left side of the arch. No one dared to cross the line......

This is undoubtedly abnormal for a barbarian with a loose nature.

Seeing this, Don moved his fingers slightly, and silently buckled a stone on the wall. Then, when the last barbarian stepped in, he flicked his fingers, and the slight sound of breaking the air was mixed with the howling cold wind, almost inaudible.

But the last barbarian guard in the distance, his thighs on the ground trembled, he screamed, his hands were grabbed in the void, his huge body instantly lost his balance, and he fell to the floor on the side of the arch, and the next moment,

"Ahh......h

"Don't!"

"Damn—"

Boom...... Violent sounds vibrated back and forth on the inner wall of the arch, strange and dull. And in a short moment before and after, a barbarian man who was as strong as a bear was torn apart by those strange branches and leaves, and a large area of blood and flesh completely exploded, and most of them splashed into the door, drenching the faces of several barbarians who had not yet stepped out of the arch passage, and stood on the spot. Some of them were sprinkled outside, and under the flickering firelight, it was extremely shocking......

Tumbling, the branches and leaves rolling, as if crying and laughing.

Tearing a big living person alive, as if he hadn't been able to satisfy these strange branches and leaves, intertwined, and instantly covered the area inside the arch except for the safe bluestone floor, squirming and sucking, extremely greedily lying on those bloody flesh, crawling around......

Such a terrifying scene undoubtedly frightened everyone present, and also stunned Tang En in the distance. Who would have thought that such a murderous trap could be hidden in this ordinary archway?

And this is just a wrong step!

Is this the magic of the barbarians? Donn thought, it's a little weird indeed......

Tang En's guess was not wrong, but it would be more accurate to say that it was the evil art of the Barbarian God Cult! Of course, barbarians generally call it divine art......

After a few breaths, the bluestone floor was as new as ever, and the strange branches and leaves that could no longer absorb any nutrients flashed back into the wall, and returned to normal. If it weren't for the trembling barbarians and the blood and flesh that spilled outside the arch, no one would have known that there had been a death here, and the corpses had been eaten by flowers and plants......

There was silence for a moment, and an angry roar rang out, "Grass, what's going on, what's going on!" Didn't I say it before, be careful, be careful, don't step on that damn place......"

"No...... There are no enemies......"

"Team, team, captain, he's too nervous......"

"What are you doing there, get out!"

......

The huge movement next to the arch undoubtedly broke the silence in an instant, attracting countless attention. The nearby patrol guards quickly ran over, the sound of heavy footsteps, and the figure was longing. The light of the torches in the distance is like a starry sky, constantly surrounding......

This is just the power of the Ming place, and at the moment when the tragic barbarian howled, Tang En felt the cold perception of the Dao, like a cold moonlight, covering it from all directions, patrolling and probing.

And in the midst of this chaos, the corners of Don's mouth lifted lightly, and he climbed over the arch wall with great ease, and stepped into the center of the City Lord's Mansion.

I didn't turn it over before, because I was worried that the masters inside would be aware of it, after all, no one knew if there would be idle masters of the Northern Wilderness who were idle and hurt in addition to releasing perceptions. Now it's different, whether it's dark perception or bright surveillance, I'm attracted by the movement of the arch. You won't even notice the faint black shadow that climbs over the wall in the distance.

While the chaos is still there. After landing on the ground, Don instantly swept his surroundings. Without the slightest pause, he jumped out again. Ghostly, he passed through several buildings in a row, and finally stopped in front of a two-story attic, jumped under the eaves, and hid himself.

Don knew it wasn't safe, and was actually on the roof above his head, separated by a layer of roof tiles. There should be a master of the Northern Wilderness sitting condescendingly here. However, Tang En really didn't have a better choice, he could choose the escape route in an instant in the midst of heavy surrounding, but to judge where the mysterious barbarian commander lived from the dozens of conjoined or single buildings in front of him, it would take time to observe.

Without hesitation, Tang En closed his eyes the moment he hid his figure, and secretly snorted, peeping ...... Hope ......

Peeping: Thousands of things, nothing to hide!

Wangqi: Glimpse the mountains and rivers and understand all things!

This is among all the system skills that Donn has mastered at this stage. Two skills that are best used for observation. Of course, it is also the most suitable means for the current environment. System skills are not the same as mere strength. Strictly speaking, it is not a product of this world, nor is it included in any fighting martial arts. Observing in this way is unlikely to cause a reaction even if you are an expert with extremely keen perception.

The focus of the two is also slightly different, and peeping can see all the human traces, which is suitable for tracking. Wangqi is more subtle, suitable for observing the terrain of assassination and vaguely judging the strength and danger of the opponent.

Open your eyes, if Don were to make eye contact with someone now, maybe he would really scare a few cowardly guys to death. Because his eyes have completely turned into an erect almond shape, without the slightest emotion, like a cat's eye. It just didn't shine in the pitch black, but became darker and deeper.

Probe, there is no doubt that the first observation target is naturally located in the most central position of the entire city lord's mansion, and there is indeed a single building with the most imposing style, which should be the former city lord's office.

Of course, no matter how magnificent this building is, in the eyes of today's Don, it is a general model outlined with a few strokes, which is very boring.

After looking at it, Tang En shook his head with some regret, if it was daytime, maybe the mysterious barbarian commander would be working there, after all, it was the place in this city that could show his authority the most. But it's late at night, it's time to rest, and it's not possible.

The same is true of Wangqi's conclusion, although there are many barbarians stationed around it, it seems that they are in a tight position, lest they be invaded. But it's really just a showmanship, or a trap, because there's no sense of danger there. In other words, there are no masters of the Northern Wilderness there.

Of course, if the mysterious barbarian commander dared to be bold enough to empty the city plan and not arrange any master to protect him when he slept, then Tang En would admit it.

Look away and look around slowly. After a circle, Tang En's brows couldn't help frowning slightly. The other party seems to know very well that the masters have the ability to perceive danger, so the masters of the Northern Wilderness who are sitting here are extremely evenly distributed, and they can't see where to focus on protection, which also breaks Tang En's idea of finding out the position of the mysterious barbarian commander with the help of the dangerous Cheng Dù.

But this is not difficult for Don En, one plan can't be made, another plan is one, Tang En turned off his skills in the blink of an eye, decomposed in slow motion, and slowly crawled under the eaves silently. It was only a short distance of less than three feet, but it made Tang En's forehead crawl with sweat, and it took half a ring before he reached the bottom of the eaves.

Wiping the beads of sweat, he first observed the surrounding environment and made sure that no barbarian patrols would pass by in a short period of time. Don slowly straightened his waist and leaned out, hanging in the air.

The shape and posture of the whole person are extremely strange and distorted, like a koala clinging to the corner of the eaves, and he is enough to look at the blurred figure sitting in the shadow above the roof, that is, the master of the Northern Wilderness.

A master is also a person, not a machine. It's not that you can follow instructions without distractions and meticulously.

The position of the commander of the mysterious barbarian is extremely respectable, and the security issue must not be careless. So even if the wind is calm now, Tang En doesn't believe that this master is not worried at all, and he will not subconsciously look at the protection site...... This, absolutely, yes, no, can!

This is instinctive! Just like a mother who goes out with her child, although she may know that the current environment will not be dangerous, when chatting with others, her eyes will still unconsciously follow the child's figure, lest something unexpected happen.

And this seemingly inadvertent detail is Donne's best chance now!

In fact, Don was right...... Half a ring, when he saw the barbarian master turn his head to look at the same position for the second time, Don knew that he had succeeded.

So, you are still young and don't know the truth that details determine success or failure...... Someone who got cheap and sold well, first shook his head with pretended regret, then retracted his body and carefully looked at the direction that the master of the Northern Wilderness was unconsciously looking.

With guidance in hand, Donn quickly set his goal. It is a seemingly ordinary bungalow building in the southeast corner of this inner house.

Grinning silently, ha, trembling mortal, any deliberate concealment is vain......!

Well, don't be surprised, the Assassin is inevitably in a high mood when he approaches the success of the assassination, and he will inevitably need to be discharged. The difference is only in the way of dispatch, some like to spin daggers, some re-examine assassination tools such as hidden arrows, and some keep licking and wiping their lips...... As for Donn, uh, he likes all kinds of cranky thoughts, and the more nonsensical he is, the more he will think about it......

Normally, this would not affect the Assassin's subsequent actions. Donn, for example, had snuck down the eaves of the house, sneakily touching the target like a giant mouse...... (To be continued......)