A trick, how many hard thoughts?

A small shoe, how many walks are hidden, and how many people know?

"Is this shoe fraudulent?"

The strategist suddenly spoke, startling the twelve black-clothed people around, and his heart suddenly jumped!

However, it was only a jump, and they quickly calmed down with their doubts. Because, so far, they haven't seen where this so-called fraud is... Maybe it's just a guess from the bamboo slip...

"What's the problem?" asked the ruler in a deep voice.

"You can see the shoe, which is a problem in itself. ”

"What do you mean?" said the ruler even more suspiciously.

"Bah~"

The bamboo slipper casually threw the bloody shoes aside, and looked deeply in the direction of the mountain: "Both of them are geniuses with a sense of wisdom..."

"In such an inferior situation, if they really have someone hurt. How can it be possible for us to leave traces that we can perceive?"

"Now, now that they've left traces, they've let us know that some of them are hurt...

"That just means... The shoe itself was deliberately left behind by them to show us, so whether they were injured or not, that's not the point at all..."

The ruler's eyes blinked suddenly, and it was just an epiphany: "Show the enemy to be weak!"

"That's not right..."

The bamboo slip shook his head and denied the ruler's inference: "There should be another "wait for work" to be added..."

"He's trying to make us stop here!"

“......”

The ruler glanced around suspiciously, pulled out the wooden ruler from his belt with his right hand, and asked cautiously, "But, so far, we haven't found anything wrong..."

The bamboo slipper turned his eyes to the stream at his feet:

"Have you drunk any water?"

Boom!

The eight men in black who arrived first, their hearts suddenly jumped again! Their eyes widened instantly, and they turned their heads violently, staring at the babbling stream in fear!

Could it be that water is poisonous?

No one answered...

“......”

The bamboo slipper took out a pack of silver needles from his bosom, took one of them, and bent down into the stream...

The silver needles shimmered silver in the water, which was somewhat dazzling. But no one cares about that... Thirteen eyes, staring closely at the reflection without squinting. Especially the eight people who had drunk the stream water before, the fear in their eyes could not be concealed...

"Wow~"

Soak the silver needle in water for a few breaths and then take it out.

Bamboo slips, slowly raise your hand, put the silver needle in the sun...

The silver needle under the sunlight is still shining silver, and it seems that nothing has changed.

"Heh~ Count your fate. ”

"Whew~"

Hearing this, the eight atmospheres exhaled in unison, and there was a burst of relief. These people, but they are frightened. They are really afraid that the bamboo slipper will say something unlucky. It's not good, but it's going to be deadly...

"I said Huan Shao, can you stop making such a big joke!" said the hooker as he lifted a corner of his mask, reached in and wiped his sweat.

"It's no joke..."

The bamboo slipper carefully put away the silver needle and put it in his arms: "With that kid's cunning nature, there will inevitably be fraud here." It's just that I can't see it now..."

"Let's be careful..."

"Since it's okay, don't talk nonsense..."

Seeing that there was no obstacle here, the leader with the silver sword standing at the back urged coldly: "Hurry up and arrange what needs to be done..."

The bamboo slipper turned around and smiled: "Don't worry... In the end, the life of that kid will definitely be left to your two brothers. ”

As he spoke, he turned his head back to look in the direction of the mountain: "You don't need to arrange things... I guess they're already waiting for us on the mountain. Let's go slower, don't separate..."

"Are they waiting for us?" asked the Hooker.

"Didn't that kid leave a shoe just to tell us that they were injured and couldn't run away..."

"If you can't run away, you won't run away. ”

“......”

The green mountains and green waters are long, and the murderous spirit is full of thirteen ways.

People have passed, insects have fled, fish have retreated, and birds have already flown away.

At this moment, here and now. There is only one way up the mountain. Just follow the stream...

Mountain trails, deep silence. It seems that everything here is trembling, waiting for a battle that is coming.

The wind, blowing down from the mountain, carried a hint of smoke and gunpowder, which was somewhat pungent.

Someone is burning the fire...

Follow the direction of the thirteen Su murder figures, all the way to two miles away.

It is the top of the mountain, where the cypress trees are tall, the grass is denser, and the trail is smaller. The brook flows down a living spring higher up. A bundle of unnamed vines was twisted into pieces and tied together in the stream. Wisps of green grass juice emerge from it, flowing down the water, gradually fading...

By the creek, there was a fire, burning very strongly. All kinds of vine branches and dead leaves have been piled up half a zhang high, half a zhang long and wide. A small, crude wooden bowl with some slag of herbs was smoldering over the fire. The black smoke was slowly blown down the mountain by the mountain wind.

In front of the fire, dozens of cypress stumps the thickness of waist poles were tightly covered with hay. Countless pebbles of different sizes, piled up like hills, are stacked on top of each other.

"Phobi~"

The peony crossed her calves and leaned quietly against the fire, under a cypress tree. From time to time, strands of hair were thought, and from time to time a few vine branches were thrown into the fire. The expression is calm and complacent, so that people can't see at all that she is actually welcoming a storm coming...

"Da~"

Dressed in a green shirt, like a monkey, he climbed down from a cypress tree not far away.

"Papa~"

It was Xia Xun, he patted his hands stained with broken wood, and walked towards the fire with a helpless face.

"Our trick seems to have been seen through by Senior Brother Mei Huan who asked the sky..."

Peony Yao wrapped the straight green silk around the root of his ear and said with a smile: "This is not surprising, Senior Brother once said that he is the most suitable for cultivating the inquisitive heart among the disciples of this Wentian generation.

Why, aren't there any fish taking the bait?"

"Beep..."

Xia Xun walked to the fire, lifted two wooden branches, and sandwiched the wooden bowl burning on the fire to the ground, and said helplessly: "There are eight small fish on the hook." It's just that the remaining few big fish are not easy to manage, and I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort to wait. ”

"Don't you really need me to stand in front?" said Peony, with her head down.

"No!" Xia Xun replied decisively with a wooden branch stirring the herbs in the wooden bowl.

"However, every time you fought before, you stood behind and drank the order..."Peony said carefully, as if she was afraid of hurting Xia Xun's self-esteem.

Xia Xun was so angry that he pouted: "Luo Jue and Mo Xian are both men! You are a woman! Let you stand in front, will I still have a face in the future?"

"Put your feet out..."

"Oh..."

Maybe it's because the little feet have already been defiled once, and it doesn't matter if they are defiled again. Or maybe it was the previous cry of pear blossoms with rain that completely diluted the line of defense in Peony's heart. This time, Xia Xun asked her to stretch out her feet, but she didn't even hesitate, and naturally stretched her little feet out of her skirt.

"You tap..."

"Just don't move..."

Xia Xun carefully untied the strip of cloth that had been bandaged not long ago from the peony's little feet. Then use your fingers to dip the stirred ointment and gently apply it to the wound on your little foot...

Enduring the itching and slight stinging pain from her feet, Peony twisted her phoenix eyebrows and continued to say carefully: "If you stand in front, how sure are you?"

"Eighty percent..."

"It's so much... They're all in the sky..."

"Fighting is brain work... When the time comes, you just have to do what I say and stay behind..."

"But... But..."

"Don't, as long as the incense master doesn't go up the mountain, it's easy to say..."

"But..."

“......”

But, but, endlessly.

Although Peony's attainments in learning and wisdom are not necessarily much worse than Xia Xun. I also know how many mysteries are hidden under Xia Xun's layout...

However, even if Xia Xun's strategy is demonic, the layout is more certain. But after all, he's just an out-of-body villain. If he wants to go head-to-head with thirteen powerhouses who have soared to the sky, the gap is too big...

When the time comes, if something goes wrong in his layout, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Therefore, this worry of peony is inevitable...

It's just that worrying about the heart is worrying, and no one can stop the wind and rain coming. After all, the fight has to be fought...

The people who are going to fight are already on their way to the top of the mountain with the slaughter. Up and down, less than a mile away.

The people who went up the mountain could already vaguely see the two figures on the top of the mountain...

As the people approached, the fresh breeze blew down, and the smell of burning smoke became stronger. Here, even ordinary people can smell it clearly, let alone the thirteen profound cultivators...

It's just that they didn't stop there. Because the wind is nothing unusual except for a little choking...

"Huan Shao, are you sure there is nothing wrong with this wind?

"See for yourself..."

Facing the sun, the bamboo slipper lifted the silver needle that had been taken out of his arms for a long time. Silver needles, in the sun, silver glitter, gold dazzling. There's nothing out of the ordinary...

"Wind, it must be no problem, this kid is probably a lover, and he is cooking medicine for that little girl..."

"Heh... Death is dying, and he still has this leisure. As he approached, the killing intent of the silver sword in the lead became more and more intense. It is not difficult to see how much shame Xia Xun brought to him with the sword he stabbed in the plum blossom at that time...

"Brother, don't be careless. I've always thought he's a little weird," the other silver sword reminded softly.

"Don't worry... I'm going to have to break him to pieces this time before I stop," the leader said fiercely.

"Xiao Wei is right, don't be careless..."

While persuading the bamboo slippery, he looked up and looked at Xia Xun who was bandaging the peony deeply: "He looks too bland, if you don't have enough back hands, I'm afraid you can't pretend to be..."

"Heh... You're not scared, are you?" said the leader.

"Be careful, it's all right..."

“......”