When night came, White Cliff lay in his hut tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

This task is different from the task of capturing the fan boy, Zeng Xian's family is in his hands, but Bai Ya can't ask the government and the local Xianwu sect for help.

The more he learned about the situation in Zeng's mansion in the past few days, the more he felt like a worm trapped in a snare, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get rid of the end of sinking.

Playing scheming and scheming with others has never been something that Bai Ya likes to do. Although he is not a stupid person, and he can do marketing work in an orderly manner in his previous life, his personality of being afraid of trouble has always been difficult to change.

"Hey, I'm really stupid, why do I care so much!" Bai Ya suddenly straightened up from the bed and muttered to himself, "Now the lurkers in the mansion are divided into two factions, there are people who want to kill Zeng Xian, and there are warriors who want to protect him.

Kong Qing came to test me today, just to drive me out. I'm afraid that if my identity is exposed, I won't be able to protect Zeng Xian later. But in comparison, the infiltrator who murdered Zeng Xian will only be more afraid of his identity being exposed. ”

"Besides, after all, Zeng Xian has been a judge in Langzhong for several years, and he should also know a lot of rangers and Jianghu guests. If this matter really broke out, maybe he could prepare some means to protect himself.

In that case, why should I be so cautious? Just test all four of them and check their details!"

As soon as he thought of this, Bai Ya only felt that his thoughts were transparent, and he had no worries.

Yes, he himself is a disciple of a famous and decent family, although he can't explicitly involve Zeng Xian, but now he is just testing the martial artists in Zeng's mansion, what does this have to do?

"It's better to choose a day than to hit the sun, it's better to act tonight!"

Bai Ya grinned, took out the psychic card that controlled the copper corpse from the mustard seed bag, and entered a trace of thought, asking Bai Tong to come over and join him immediately.

The bronze corpse was arranged by him in a house on the edge of Zeng's mansion, and his orders could be sensed through the psychic card within a certain range, and it would not take long to rush to help him.

"Then who is the first target?" Bai Ya licked his lips a little excitedly, "The old housekeeper Zeng Si has been in the mansion for many years, and he has his granddaughter Zeng Hui by his side, so the chance that he will be bought by the enemy is very low......

Scholar Kong Qing and Cook Ning Sangu are difficult to distinguish between friend and foe, you can postpone the temptation for a while! It seems that it is you......" Bai Ya turned his head and looked at the wing room opposite the window, which was the room of the miscellaneous project.

Bai Ya felt that Cheng Ming, who came in with him, was most likely to be a Green Forest Killer, who made him not look like a good person?

Bai Ya waited quietly for a while, and felt that the bronze corpse had come outside the palace wall, so he changed into a night robe in the room, covered his face with a black cloth, and quietly pushed the door out.

"Smack!" Bai Ya flicked his fingers, and a crisp sound came from the window of Cheng Ming's room, sounding like someone was tapping lightly.

"Who?" Cheng Ming obviously hadn't slept yet, and a question immediately sounded in the room.

"Sure enough, I'm very vigilant!" Bai Ya was silent, stretched out his fingers and flicked again, this time harder, striking the wooden windows slightly.

There were no more questions in Cheng Ming's house, if he wasn't stupid, he should already know that someone was deliberately teasing him outside.

"Squeak~~" After a few breaths, Cheng Ming pushed open the door and came out to watch with a vigilant face.

"Huh?" As soon as he went out, he noticed a figure flashing across the door, a man in a black night suit hooked his finger at him, and then a leap out of the wall.

Cheng Ming frowned slightly, his face showed a trace of cruelty, and he rushed forward without hesitation, chasing Baiya over the wall and leaving the house.

The two of them rushed along the street silently, and soon stopped in an abandoned clearing in the north of the city.

"Your Excellency brought someone here from Zeng's Mansion, now it's time to show your face and get closer, right?" Cheng Ming looked at the white cliff standing opposite him calmly.

"Hey, I didn't intend to hide it from you!" Bai Ya ripped off the black cloth on his face, revealing an expressionless and paralyzed face.

"Sure enough, it's you!" Cheng Ming raised his eyebrows, not surprised at all.

"How do you know it's me?"

After Bai Ya's paralyzed face healed, he still couldn't make too many expressions. However, he is still accustomed to talking with his eyes, and in most cases, others can basically understand what emotions he is expressing.

"Does this need to be asked, you haven't changed your body shape?" Cheng Ming's face was a little strange, but he still answered him patiently.

"Oh, I see!" Bai Ya was a little embarrassed, and suddenly remembered the old beggar of the Falling Lotus Hall back then, who seemed to have practiced a bone shrinking skill that could change the reminder.

"Hehe, Brother Ya'er, it's not too early, why don't we start now?" Cheng Ming grinned, clenched his fists, and the bones of his body exploded like firecrackers.

"It's okay, if you don't move in the house for a few days, your body is a little rusty!" Bai Ya took a deep breath, shrunk his abdomen and arched his waist to swing a bow frame, and rushed out like a tiger descending a mountain, and a pair of tiger claws grabbed Cheng Ming's shoulders with a fierce wind.

"It's a good time!" Cheng Ming's eyes lit up, and Bai Ya's superb tiger-shaped fist made him a little happy to hunt, and suddenly his palms were wrong, and he hit it hard.

"Gurgle~~" The two of them intersected with their claws, and they were immediately shocked.

"Teng Teng Teng!" each took a few steps back, a look of surprise on their faces.

"Hard Gong (Hard Work)!"

Bai Ya really didn't expect that today's opponent would actually practice some kind of hard skill like himself.

"It's so troublesome, do you want to use the Fox Brocade Hand?"

His eyes flickered, and when two hard martial artists of the same realm met together, they were often competing for physical skills, and there was nothing to be feathered in. But if there is the assistance of the Fierce Jin Hand, then the Qi Realm Martial Artist's body protection skills are not to be worried.

"Hmph, let's wait and see! My hard work was obtained by Dong Ming from a Buddhist monk. Although it is not as authentic as Shaolin, it can be regarded as a first-class variant exercise in the universal iron cloth shirt skill. ”

Bai Ya pursed his lips and thought, "Let's see if this kid's hard skills can be compared to my mixed yuan iron cloth shirt!"

Cheng Ming on the other side also frowned, feeling tricky.

However, Bai Ya had a fierce brocade hand to base up, but he came back to his senses faster than Cheng Ming, turned his hands into claws, and slapped at the other party fiercely. In the battle just now, he had already found that the Tiger Shape Fist was not powerful enough, and now the kung fu in his hand was replaced by the Vajra Great Mudra.

When he was admitted to the Zhenwu Dojo before, he once fought with a hard-martial artist, Jiangyang Chen Mu!

Bai Ya was able to quickly defeat Chen Mu at that time, and it was with the help of the palm power of the Vajra Great Mudra.

Today, his own mixed element iron cloth shirt has passed through the crust, solid meat, strong tendons, forging bones, and blood exchange, and has reached the sixth layer of marrow washing stage, but the palm power of the Vajra Mahamudra is still difficult to carry.

Since he can't bear it, he doesn't think Cheng Ming can carry it.

Just as he changed his moves, Cheng Ming on the opposite side also made changes. It's just that Bai Ya exchanged palms for claws, but Cheng Ming came in reverse, and his gestures changed from palms to claws.

"Grabber?" The two of them struck quickly, and after handing over a few moves, Bai Ya found that he had actually fallen to the downside.

His Vajra mudra fell on Cheng Ming's body, and he could often beat the other party to grin. But Cheng Ming's grappling hand pressed the veins and acupuncture points of Baiya, which also made him feel a trace of soreness.

Unlike the hard pain of the Vajra Mudra, the soreness and numbness brought by the grappling hand slowly deposited.

It was only a moment later that Bai Ya sensed that something was wrong, and his movements became sluggish.

"Do you want Bai Tong to make a move!"

Bai Ya hesitated a little, the bronze corpse was close to the left, as long as a thought beckoned, he could rush to help him. It's just that he was really a little reluctant in his heart, unlike previous battles, this time the opponent was actually not much stronger than him, and he won completely by improvised adaptation.

At this time, letting the bronze corpse join the battle is equivalent to him admitting defeat. What's more, as soon as the bronze corpse appears, Cheng Ming will definitely run, and he will not be able to catch the news of the other party's interrogation.

Bai Ya led Cheng Ming out, of course, not just to kill the other party. He needs the news from the other party's mouth even more in order to find out who is behind the scenes, so as to draw salary from the bottom of the kettle and try to solve the matter as soon as possible.

Otherwise, if one Cheng Ming is killed, there will be thousands of Cheng Ming, and the meaning of this battle will be gone.

Thinking of this, Bai Ya still felt that he should wait, or change to the Fox Jin hand first.

However, Bai Ya's cranky thinking first gave Cheng Ming a chance.

"Drink!" Seeing that the enemy was inexplicably distracted in battle, the cold light in Cheng Ming's eyes skyrocketed.

"Golden Serpent Silk Hand!"

His right arm was as soft as a snake and wrapped around Bai Ya's left arm like a boneless, his fingers pressed the other party's left shoulder collarbone, his left foot was inserted behind him, and with a flick of his strength, he actually wanted to knock Bai Ya to the ground.

"Oh no!" Bai Ya snapped back to his senses, knowing that he had made a mistake.

If he was really knocked to the ground by Cheng Ming, he would be completely out of balance. If a hard-performing martial artist loses control of his body, the enemy will immediately attack the cover door without hesitation, and at this time, I am afraid that even the bronze corpse will not have time to save him.

"It's not that easy!"

"Huh~" Bai Ya glared suddenly, his tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and Cheng Ming's body was stunned.

Taking advantage of the fleeting opportunity, Bai Ya stomped his feet fiercely, twisted his hips and lifted his buttocks, and swung his buttocks in an extremely ugly posture and hit Cheng Ming's waist.

It is one of the three major styles of tiger boxing, tiger crotch collision!

As soon as they touched and separated, Cheng Ming's burly body was suddenly knocked out by the white cliff.

The two of them shouted in their hearts that it was a pity, but Cheng Ming didn't guard against this collision, which led to failure. And Bai Ya was numbed by the golden snake's silk hand, and he failed to connect to the back move of the tiger's crotch collision.

Bai Ya felt remorse in his heart, and took advantage of Cheng Ming's distance to immediately take out the Jin Jin hand and put it on. It's just that he just wanted to pounce again, but he saw Cheng Ming on the opposite side waving his hand and signaling not to fight.

"Brother Ya'er, looking at your martial arts path, it seems that someone has pointed out you, you shouldn't be from the green forest, right?" Cheng Ming looked at Bai Ya cautiously and asked hesitantly.

Bai Ya was stunned for a moment, remembering that Cheng Ming had fought with him just now, and he also recalled it.

Cheng Ming's martial arts are a set, although they look a bit miscellaneous, but they are very natural and seem to be a bit systematic, which is very different from the self-taught green forest masters.

"Are you a sect martial artist?" Bai Ya's eyes flashed, and he asked tentatively.

"Panlong sent Chen Ming, but Chen of Erdong Chen, I don't know if Brother Ya'er is ......" Chen Ming smiled and hugged his fists as a salute, took out a bronze medal and threw it over.

“...... Qingcheng Baiya!" Bai Ya couldn't help but smile bitterly, if the other party could confirm that it was a martial artist of the sect, then the purpose of lurking in Zeng's Mansion was probably the same as his own.