The tree houses in Qianzang District did not start to use the "blocks" popular in other areas of Lorrant; the special living environment of its own dampness and tree houses still use the "locks" from decades ago on the wooden doors in Qianzang District; undoubtedly, the slightly bulky locks have a sense of security in the hearts of locals in Qianzang District - and this wooden house is no exception. The same is used to use a cast iron lock to ensure sufficient safety in the room when the owner is away; and when the owner comes back to rest, the locks removed are replaced by the "l" or "f" type lbs inside the door.

Of course, although such 'l' or 'f' type l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l'

‘l’ type l l!

The slender dagger passed through the crack of the door and gently and silently tugged it, the black shadow outside the door was confirmed - he had dealt with no less than a hundred similar latches. For this black-clad deacon in the Holy See, he could determine what kind of latch was just the touch of the dagger and latch in his hand; and for the simplest 'l' type latch among the latches, he was simply able to grasp it.

The slender dagger steadily stuck to the slender part of the 'l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l' l

Click!

In the slightest sound, the slender part of the 'l'-shaped l'-shaped l'-shaped l'-shaped latch finally completely escaped from the latch hole that was originally fixed on the door frame; and at this moment, the main door was like a prey that had been freed from its restraints, opening backwards - obviously, in the years of time, this door has been somewhat deformed; if there is no latch or other things to fix, it will tilt to one side; this is really common for this black-clothed deacon. Most of the doors he once opened were like this. Therefore, the door was pulled by the black-clothed deacon to the door handle when it slid backwards.

Now is not the time to open the door!

The black-clothed deacon stretched out the slender dagger in his hand to the crack of the door again - this time his movements were more gentle. The scope of the target was not limited to the latch behind the door; instead, the main door was separated from the side connecting the door frame, the remaining three cracks of the door exposed.

The deacon in black knew very well. He was going to enter a place where mercenaries live; although no one would praise the character of the mercenary, a mercenary should have a vigilance that even for his own sake, all mercenaries would abide by it. Therefore, even if it was such a temporary place to live, it was too common to place some small mechanisms as an alarm. - it lacked the obstacle of the latch behind the door, and although the door was only slightly opened, it was enough to make the slender dagger with its characteristics go straight in; obviously, this kind of knife with extremely thin blades and extremely sharp sharp daggers are not used for fighting; although its sharpness is beyond doubt, the thinness is undoubtedly without the support of toughness, and any normal battle is enough to make the dagger die.

However, such a dagger is loved by countless thieves; in addition to the latch behind the door, it is very simple to find some hidden things behind the door with the help of this dagger; for example: a very thin but good tough bull tendon rope is tied to the iron seat for fixing the latch behind the door, and tied to a fragile glass item; the bull tendon rope is arranged parallel to the latch; undoubtedly, anyone who pushes the door through the door will definitely hit the bull tendon rope and drives things such as wine bottles to fall from a high place on the other end.

The night in Qianzang District is very quiet. Needless to say, the clear sound of the wine bottle breaking is enough to attract people's attention even if it is a cough or two. The sharpness of the slender dagger was once again verified and was almost placed on the beef tendon rope. After a few light grinding, the beef tendon rope that was enough to make an adult lose the ability to move in a tied state broke like this.

As the black-clothed deacon, he put the slender dagger back into his boots with disdain. At the same time, a long-mouthed oil pot appeared in his hand. He dripped a few drops at the connection between the door and the door frame. After the engine oil completely invaded the connecting shaft, the black-clothed deacon slowly pushed the door in. The black-clothed deacon, who was not a novice, knew very well that when he was approaching success, it was the most likely time to fail; at least, he could not forget the harsh sound caused by the friction of the door and the shaft after the first successful opening of the door.

Although that time was just a simulation of a novice and beginner, it did not mean that the black-clad deacon would forget him; on the contrary, he always remembered it in his heart and regarded it as his secret to success - as the bottom of the Inquisition, any failure of any mission would represent death; and many colleagues who had achieved better than him at the beginning had entered the Holy Spirit Temple to receive worship from countless believers, of course, more were left without any corpses.

And he didn't want to enter the Holy Spirit Temple to receive worship or to be completely uninherited; he hoped that he could be promoted, become a priest or a higher-level existence; and this destined that he had to be careful and remember any mistakes he had made at the beginning - sometimes mistakes were not terrible, and even seemed a little "cute" to the eyes of this black-clothed deacon; because, keeping these mistakes in mind proves that he is still alive; rather than tracing the footsteps of his colleagues in the past.

In the room, after the curtains blocked the moonlight, the moonlight printed on the curtains did not make the room brighter, but became hazy; if possible, this deacon in black liked the dark environment more - after all, although darkness was terrifying, at some point darkness could protect your safety; along the hazy shadow, the deacon in black tiptoed towards the only big bed in the room.

The body covered with a blanket was undulating in an orderly manner. Obviously, his target had fallen into a deep sleep; in this regard, the deacon in black expressed his joy-a sleeping enemy, which is always more pleasing than a sober enemy.

Whoosh!

The black-clothed deacon who instantly rushed to the bed immediately pressed the other party, then pointed it at the back of the other party's neck for a moment. Usually, there was no need to worry about it. A poison-colored dagger penetrated into the other party's body was much safer than this, and this was also his habit; however, thinking of his temporary leader's words, the black-clothed deacon could only violate his own habits.

He quickly tied the other party up with the rope he carried with him. Then he pulled off a sheet and stuffed it into the other party's mouth; immediately carried the other party towards the door - as for confirming the target? He had already confirmed it at the moment he fainted the other party.

The black-clothed deacon threw the target to his colleague who was letting go below, and immediately jumped out of the tree house. After making a gesture with the colleague who caught the target, the two quickly drilled into the darkness and ran out of the market - and the two black-clothed deacons did not notice until the beginning and end, and there was a pair of eyes in the tree house silently watching all this; and followed them as they left.

...

Ye Qi followed behind the two black-clothed deacons. Seeing that the two people in Qianzang District had not alarmed the guards of the locals in Qianzang District, they quickly announced the fence of the market. Without hesitation, he climbed over the fence about fifteen feet high - most of them were fences of twelve feet high, and this fence of fifteen feet was very conspicuous; the bulge formed by the raised ground was the main reason why the guards of the locals in Qianzang District were a little relaxed.

Compared to here, they are more accustomed to looking at places where trees are dense or important people live; this is human nature - after all, even from Ye Qi's perspective, this kind of place with no obstruction but with "high walls" as a barrier is most of the time.

If you have the chance, you should remind Toka!

Ye Qi, who thought so in his heart, accelerated his pace. After leaving the market area, the two black-clothed deacons carrying people immediately accelerated their pace after missing the worry of being discovered. They almost stopped and arrived ten kilometers away from the market.

This is also a dense forest. It is basically very common for the area of ​​Thousand Worm, which is almost swampy and crowded with dense forests. Apart from the two figures carrying people, it is almost no different from other secrets. The black-clothed deacon who entered the room walked in front, completely ignoring the increasingly dense trees and bushes around, and walked straight to about five yards in front of a swamp, before knocking at the big tree beside him for a few minutes.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

During the continuous knocking, there were two completely different sounds. The crisp sound was obviously hollow in the place where the crackling sound was clearly hollow. The black-clothed deacon struck continuously in a very rhythmic manner; and when the knocking sound just fell, it was immediately replaced by another sound.

Wow... Wow...

The originally dense forest actually moved; amid the continuous sound, a road for only one person to pass, appeared in front of the two black-clothed deacons; the two men did not hesitate, carried Ye Qi's substitute, divided into front and back, and walked towards the depths of the dense forest; and after the two walked into the dense forest, Ye Qi also followed. Ye Qi did not enter the secret path of the dense forest at the first time, but jumped and jumped onto the tallest tree beside him. With the height of the big tree and his own vision, Ye Qi clearly saw the place where the secret path finally led.

Wow... Wow...

Ye Qi, who jumped from the tree, looked at the normal dense forest again, and immediately walked to the big tree that had moved in my memory, squatted down and reached out to dig along the root of the tree; when his hand touched a complete metal tube that shouldn't have existed here, Ye Qi's mouth couldn't help but curl up - he was sure that his blind fight perception did not find any fluctuations belonging to creatures or magic. However, the movement of the trees in front of him actually happened in front of him; Ye Qi naturally had a little doubt about this; however, after putting aside magic and the two items of magic can have such incredible existence, then there was only one left: mechanism technique.

The facts undoubtedly prove the correctness of Ye Qi's guess. Although Ye Qi cannot do the principle of mechanism, the general operation method can still be inferred - the earliest big tree that was hollowed out was obviously used as a place to transmit signals; and as long as the correct signal is conveyed, another person waiting for the signal will control the mechanism and open this long-prepared dense forest trail.

Very exquisite!

Faced with this mechanism, Ye Qi gave his own loyal evaluation - in fact, in the late Dark Age, the mechanism was also considered a magic used by the dark wizards, and it was often confused with alchemy. It was not until the end of the Bloody Age that the dark wizards gradually became lonely that the mechanism was separated from the "magic system" and was mastered by the "mortals".

He jumped onto the thick trunk of a big tree around him again. After seeing the end of the tunnel path, the value of the tunnel itself was undoubtedly reduced to the minimum; and compared with the tunnel path itself, Ye Qi was more inclined to enter from the "air". At least, this would save a lot of trouble - mechanism technology. It is definitely not a sacred noun. Its appearance is also filled with the womb of blood and souls, especially the Holy See established a tunnel path in such a place. If there are no safety measures, Ye Qi would not believe anything he said.

If it is a magic trap, Ye Qi will never worry. The existence of blind fighting perception makes any hidden and exquisite magic traps similar to jokes for him; however, the mechanical technique based on pure machinery is not in this category, and Ye Qi is not arrogant enough to deal with these things that do not have fluctuations at all. Although most of the time, mechanical technique will cooperate with magic, some people firmly believe that independent mechanical technique is the most perfect; and based on his blind fighting perception's exploration of surrounding fluctuations at this moment, Ye Qi can be sure that the builder here is a firm supporter of independent mechanical technique; because, in his blind fighting perception, except for his substitute and the original and two additional auras of holy light, there is no fluctuation in the entire forest.

In fact, Ye Qi's approach to entering from the air is undoubtedly correct. With the height, Ye Qi can clearly see some of the most common mechanism traps in the dense forest - the combination of pits and crossbow arrows. There are almost five places in the same way, especially the last place, which is even more coordinated with the net bag. Looking at the net bag hanging on the tall tree with a diameter of more than fifteen feet, Ye Qi did not have any malicious guesses. The machine maker of this dense forest trail is probably from a hunter; at least, there should be excellent hunters among his ancestors.

The focus of the dense forest trail is a downward cave with corners. Such caves are undoubtedly not formed naturally. Even the magical craftsmanship of nature cannot create a corner that can just block the flames of the inner cave. With the blessing of high-level invisibility, Ye Qi walked straight past two black-clothed deacons guarding the entrance of the cave, and simply entered the inner cave of the cave.

Although the two black-clothed deacons widened their eyes and were on guard, the level gap had already determined everything, especially when they did not have special talents, this gap was irreparable. In the inner hole, the black-clothed deacon who entered the tree house was split into front and back and stood together; and his substitute had already awakened at this moment, but his whole body was like a lamb to be slaughtered, with hands and feet pressed behind him, and they were trapped tightly and unable to move.

"Bastard, who are you? Let go quickly, uncle, me!"

Obviously remember Ye Qi's order. This Ye Qi's substitute perfectly showed everything about a mercenary. He was thrown to the ground with his face down and tried hard to raise his head. He stared at the two people who captured him with his chin as a fulcrum. The swear words in his mouth began, from the two direct female relatives to the sidelines, and then to the male relatives, almost never stopped. When the words in his mouth developed directly to the beginning of close relationship with the other female relatives, the Holy See who was standing in front of the black-clothed deacon ordered to the person behind him: "Palm the mouth until the words in his mouth stopped!"

Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!

The crisp slap immediately rang in the cave. At first, there were a few swear words from the substitute, but later, there was only the very rhythmic slap. Obviously, the black-clothed deacon obeyed the boss's words very respectfully. After Ye Qi's substitute stopped, he immediately let go of the other party's collar and retreated behind his boss.

Pooh!

Mixed with teeth and blood, he was vomited to the ground by Ye Qi's substitute. He turned over and looked at the other party. Although he did not say anything again, his eyes were still unruly. And such a gaze made the leader of the Holy See in front of him feel a little unhappy, and then he sneered.

"Your performance reminds me of some very annoying existence!"
Chapter completed!