Su Chen sneaked back to the backyard of the Taoist temple, lurking with bated breath on the back wall of the wing room, listening carefully to the movements in the room. I want to wait for the river chief to leave, and then enter the house to search.

After the leader of the bandits, Ding Shisan, left, the head of Qinghe Dao, he was in the room, holding a whisk and lowering his eyebrows, not moving at all and meditating with his eyes closed.

Su Chen found that the breath of this Qinghe Dao was long, and his internal strength was unusually deep.

As far as he knew, the perception of first-class masters was very keen, far above second-rate masters and third-rate martial artists.

A first-class master with profound internal strength can infuse the true qi of the inner family into the eyes and ears, so that the vision and hearing can be enhanced by two or three times, and the slightest movement can be heard a few feet away.

Of course, the perception of a first-class master is still too far behind that of a master of the Grandmaster Realm.

First-class masters rely on the true qi of the middle dantian to obtain amplification, while the master of the Grandmaster Realm steps into the upper dantian to peep into the primordial spirit and obtain the mysterious transcendent perception, that is the real terrifying power, and the perception can easily be increased tenfold.

Su Chen found that his perception was obviously much stronger than that of Qinghe Daochang, a first-class master.

He could hear the long breathing of the Qinghe Dao Chief, who was unaware of his presence.

This is also the capital why Su Chen was able to hide in the distance and hear the movement in the room. If it weren't for that, he would have ten guts, and he wouldn't have ventured into the Taoist temple to eavesdrop.

Qinghe Road sat withered and sat in a tuanpu and meditated for a long time with his eyes closed.

After a long stick of incense, Qinghe Daochang's stomach rumbled, as if he was in a hurry, and suddenly got up and walked out of the wing room, and walked quickly to a toilet in the corner of the backyard of the Taoist temple.

Su Chen hid under the eaves of the back window, squatting for a long time, and did not see any movement from Qinghe Daochang.

His legs were almost paralyzed, and he wondered if he should continue to squat. At this moment, he found that Qinghe Dao Chang got up, left the wing, and went in the direction of the latrine in the backyard.

Su Chen knew that the opportunity had come, and immediately climbed into the wing room through the back window.

The wing room is quite large, and it is a high-end and luxurious Taoist suite. Only a personal disciple like Qinghe Dao Chang is qualified to live.

The bookshelves are full of all kinds of Taoist classics.

On the table are pens, ink, Taoist books and other items.

Su Chen carefully rummaged through the bookshelves, searching for evidence of the collusion between Qinghe Dao Chang and the water bandit Ding Thirteen.

Qinghe Dao Chang colluded with the water bandit Ding Thirteen, and it was impossible not to leave any clues. Even if there were no letters, at least there would have been stolen goods.

Ding Shisan's robbery of the stolen goods brought back by the wealthy businessman must be distributed to Qinghe Dao Chang. Moreover, stolen goods are often not easy to get rid of, so you need to hide them first and look for opportunities slowly.

At this time, Su Chen unexpectedly found that on the inkstone of the desk in the room, there was a fiery red talisman pen, and next to it was a delicate yellow paper, on which a talisman was outlined.

In Taoist temples, Taoist priests often draw some talismans that the gods and gods chatter, claiming that after being burned to ashes, drinking water and taking it can "cure all kinds of diseases and drive away demons", which is used to fool the people and fool the people.

Su Chen didn't believe in these, and he hadn't seen Hanshan Zhenren use talismans to cure himself.

Su Chen glanced at it, but his eyes were unexpectedly attracted by this talisman, and he could barely get out of it.

On this talisman, a flame is drawn, revealing an incomparably mysterious and mysterious aura, which is completely natural.

"What is this?"

Su Chen was surprised, he had read some Taoist books in the library of the Medicine King Gang, and naturally he had seen the ordinary healing charms drawn by the Taoist priests. But the rune in front of him is obviously different from those ordinary runes.

He looked at the talisman closely.

Soon, some clues were seen.

The rune was not written on the paper with ordinary ink, it seemed that cinnabar was mixed with unknown materials, exuding a very strong fire and dryness.

Su Chen couldn't help but be curious, picked up this talisman, and used his extraordinary perception to investigate it carefully, wanting to find out.

In an instant, he felt that this rune paper contained a fiery aura, and he almost felt that it was about to erupt. A strong burning sensation was transmitted to his hand, almost burning his palm.

Su Chen was shocked and hurriedly dropped it.

This mysterious rune paper floated back on the desk, and the scorching fiery qi quickly converged and returned to its original state.

"How can there be a flame hidden in this paper talisman?"

Su Chen still felt as if his palm had been burned, and he was extremely shocked, and he didn't dare to touch it with his hand again.

This talisman is so mysterious and strange that it almost burned his hands, too dangerous.

This was by no means an ordinary talisman used by Taoist priests to heal diseases and drive away evil spirits, he had never heard of such a terrible talisman.

"Do you want to take it back?"

Su Chen hesitated, but didn't dare to touch it with his hand again.

I don't know what this talisman is, but if it burns again, I'm afraid of setting it on fire.

And if there is a big disturbance and the Qinghe Dao chief is alarmed, he will definitely be hunted down. Among the many Taoist priests in this cold mountain Taoist temple, there must be first-class light masters. With his current skills, he will never escape the pursuit of first-class light masters.

Forget it, it's better to get down to business first.

Su Chen thought and quickly rummaged through the bookshelves.

But they were all Taoist books, and I didn't find anything useful.

The whole wing room is very large, and I only had time to search less than a third of the place.

At this time, Su Chen suddenly faintly heard that twenty or thirty zhang away from the wing room, a strong raged hunting wind sounded, coming straight to the wing room.

"I'm back so soon!"

Su Chen was shocked.

Not good, could it be a trap?

A thought suddenly flashed in his mind, he didn't dare to stay any longer, decisively lightweight, lightly turned out of the back window, stretched out his hand on the edge of the window, he deftly turned over on the eaves, and fell on the roof silently.

Su Chen immediately lay down on the roof, completely holding his breath and not daring to move. Silently use the "Turtle Breath Jue" exercise to minimize your breathing and heartbeat.

Just after Su Chen climbed onto the roof and fell down.

Outside the wing, a strong wind quickly swept dozens of feet away and rushed into the wing.

"Bang ——!"

The door of the wing room was violently pushed open with a palm, and the figure of the head of the Qinghe River rushed into the room with a strong gust of wind.

His fierce gaze swept over every corner of the house, beams, desks, under beds, cabinets, behind doors, and other places where people could hide.

But nothing came of it.

No one in the room?

Qinghe Dao Chang couldn't help frowning.

Before, he didn't know why, but he always felt a little uneasy.

Always wondering if there was a first-class top master, he tracked down the water bandit Ding Thirteen to sneak into the Hanshan Taoist Temple, discovered his secret, and hid nearby to spy on his movements.

He had just used a little trick to go to the hut with a grunt, but he suddenly turned back on the way, wanting to see if anyone would appear in his chamber.

But everything was in order in the house, and after a glance, nothing was missing.

As a first-class top master, Qinghe Dao is very confident in his light skills.

With his light skill, if someone breaks into the wing, he will definitely not be able to escape. Even if it is a first-class light skill master, it is impossible to do it in such a short blink of an eye.

"It seems that no one should follow Ding 13 into the Taoist temple. It's the way of being suspicious... If there were first-class masters who were more clever than this Dao, they would not let Ding Shisan, a fool, escape. The so-called masters of the Medicine King Gang that Ding 13 met were also second-rate masters, and they would not be much better than Ding 13. ”

Qinghe groaned, feeling that he had been too cautious.

Besides, the Hanshan Taoist Temple is famous in the thirteen counties of Wu County, who is not in awe? The more masters of the rivers and lakes, the more they dare not trespass into the Hanshan Taoist Temple.

The five major gangs in Wu County would never dare to send top masters to infiltrate the Hanshan Taoist Temple. Otherwise, it will anger Shizun, and it will not benefit these big gangs at all.

Qinghe Dao Chang thought of this and was relieved. Sit down again on the tuanpu and meditate motionless, with your eyes closed.

...

"This Qinghe old way, he is actually treacherous and cunning, playing this trick!"

Su Chen was lying on the roof, a little annoyed in his heart.

Fortunately, he was on guard and had been listening to the movement of the Qinghe River chief in the distance. Hearing the strong wind dozens of feet away, he jumped out of the wing room in time, otherwise he would have been stuck this time.

Qinghe Dao Chang found out that he had broken through the collusion between him and the water bandit Ding Thirteen, and he would definitely kill him, and there was no luck at all.

Su Chen didn't leave immediately, and stayed on the roof for two hours.

Unexpectedly, Qinghe Dao Chief also stayed in the room, without the slightest sign of going out.

"Well, it seems that we won't get anything out of it this time. Leave first, and then figure it out slowly. ”

Su Chen was helpless.

He retreated silently, climbed over the wall from the original road, and left the Hanshan Taoist Temple.

...

Su Chen walked out of the Hanshan Taoist Temple and walked in the bustling and lively Ximen Wharf.

The Ximen Wharf is very lively, full of peddlers and pawns, all kinds of melons and fruits, pastries, soybean milk buns vendors are selling, delicious and fun.

In the past, when Su Chen went out to perform the tasks of the Miscellaneous Servant Hall, when he passed by the Ximen Wharf, he would always spend one or two copper plates, order a bowl of stinky tofu, or osmanthus cake, and enjoy eating beautifully, which can be regarded as a treat for himself.

But Su Chen was preoccupied at the moment, and he didn't care about these at all.

After leaving the Cold Mountain Taoist Temple, Su Chen realized that his vest was cold and full of cold sweat, and he knew that he had sneaked into the Cold Mountain Taoist Temple to do these things this time, which was a little reckless.

Unless one day, he cultivates the middle dantian and becomes a first-class top master, he must not fight Qinghe Dao Chang head-on. The strength of the first-class master is too strong, and there is no luck in a head-on confrontation.

The head of Qinghe took advantage of the convenience of the Hanshan Taoist Temple to collect information from believers and pilgrims in private, and colluded with the water bandits to rob the rich merchants.

Su Chen hated it.

But he couldn't help it. Qinghe Dao Chang is the great apprentice of Hanshan Zhenren, and no one will believe it without conclusive evidence.

You still have to be cautious, otherwise you won't be killed with a stick, and you will inevitably be counterattacked.

The strange thing is that this Qinghe Dao chief has been meditating in the wing room all day long and practicing internal strength. I don't go anywhere except in the thatched house.

Su Chen couldn't find a chance at all, so he sneaked into the wing room to find out the evidence of the crime.

In addition to the evidence of the crime of gangsters, there is also the mysterious ancient rune on the desk of Qinghe Daochang, which has always lingered in his heart and lingered.

The flame talisman felt so amazing to him, and he didn't know what it was used for.

It's a pity that he didn't dare to take it for fear of alarming the Qinghe River Chief. When you hold this talisman in your hand, it feels as if it will burn at any moment, and it is amazing.

Without solving this mystery, he can't even sleep.

"It seems that if you want to dig out something useful from the room on Qinghe Old Road, you need to carefully arrange it, and pick him when he is not there. ”

Su Chen walked along, thinking to himself.