"Since you don't know him, why do you suspect that he came to you?" Zhao Ying was puzzled.

"Some people here believe in Taoism, and Taoist priests will not come here." Wu Zhongyuan said casually.

This answer is just about him. Zhao Ying is naturally not satisfied, but she is not overly entangled, "Why can't you leave? The second layer of candy paper is nearby?"

Wu Zhongyuan nodded. He had said to Zhao Ying before, "This piece of candy has two layers of candy paper, let them peel the first layer first. If they lie to me, you will peel the second layer of candy paper." Zhao Ying may not know what the candy paper is, but he knew that candy paper was his spare method to return to ancient times.

After nodding, Zhao Ying said to the communication device on her wrist that looked like a watch, "Go and wait for me in the distance."

While the two were talking, the middle-aged Taoist priest was already dressed neatly and was sitting under a tree, tilting his head to look at the helicopter that sent Zhao Ying over.

After the helicopter flew away, the middle-aged Taoist priest turned his sight to Wu Zhongyuan and Zhao Ying.

Before this person moved his gaze, Wu Zhongyuan had already pulled Zhao Ying down and did not look at the middle-aged Taoist priest. In fact, before this, he had carefully looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest. This man was about forty-five years old, not tall, wearing a green sermon robe, tall and thin, with a little black complexion, and his thick hair tied a bun on the top of his head.

In addition to a small black bag, this person also carried a whisk and a long sword, but this person seemed to have no intention of leaving. The whisk and a long sword were always placed under the big tree behind him.

In the eyes of ordinary people, it is normal for Taoist priests to walk with whisks and swords, but those who really know the details know that if the long sword is cut, it will become a controlled tool and will be confiscated when seen by the police.

Furthermore, this person's age is another reason why he is suspicious. This person's age and dress are very similar to the Taoist who exchanged white jade from Mr. Li.

Seeing that Wu Zhongyuan had been observing the Taoist priest on the other side of the downstream from the corner of his eyes, Zhao Ying asked, "Do you really don't know him?"

Wu Zhongyuan shook his head.

"I don't know if it's an enemy or a friend?" Zhao Ying asked again.

Wu Zhongyuan shook his head again.

"What should I do now?" Zhao Ying got back to the topic, "They should be on the way here at this time. No matter what you want to do, you have to hurry up."

Wu Zhongyuan nodded.

Seeing that Wu Zhongyuan had no intention of taking action immediately, Zhao Ying took the opportunity to ask what happened in the self-raising pig farm more than ten days ago. They only knew about what happened that day, but they had no way to know the specific inside story.

Wu Zhongyuan did not explain too much, and said, "They want to catch me."

Zhao Ying didn't ask any more, sat quietly next to Wu Zhongyuan, waiting for him to make a decision.

Zhao Ying thought Wu Zhongyuan was nervously thinking, but in fact Wu Zhongyuan didn't think of anything. He was waiting and observing the Taoist priest downstream every move.

At this time, the sun had already set and there were few tourists around. The middle-aged Taoist priest had no intention of leaving. After dressing neatly, he began to sit cross-legged from under the tree.

After waiting for a while, only the two of them and the Taoist priest downstream were left nearby. Without seeing any movement from the Taoist priest, Wu Zhongyuan stood up and said, "Let's go, leave here first."

"Where to go?" Zhao Ying asked.

Wu Zhongyuan pointed to the motorcycle not far away.

Zhao Ying walked beside Wu Zhongyuan. After taking a few steps, Wu Zhongyuan reached out and grabbed her.

Zhao Ying frowned in confusion, and Wu Zhongyuan gave a faint wink, indicating that this move was deliberately for the Taoist priest behind him. Zhao Ying understood and grabbed Wu Zhongyuan's waist.

When they arrived at the place where the motorcycle was parked, Wu Zhongyuan started the motorcycle and took Zhao Ying north.

Although the motorcycle was old, it was not short of parts. The rearview mirror was still there. When he was moving forward, Wu Zhongyuan adjusted the angle of the rearview mirror to observe the situation behind him, but was surprised to find that the Taoist priest had arrived at this side of the river at some point.

Although this river is not particularly wide, it is six or seven meters long, and there are no bridges on the river. In such a short time, this person cannot circle around and can only jump over. It is impossible for ordinary people to jump out so far.

In addition, as soon as the two left, the middle-aged Taoist priest immediately took action, which shows that this person had been waiting for the tourists to leave. In other words, he did not want others to see what he wanted to do next.

After climbing over a hillside, Wu Zhongyuan stopped the motorcycle and looked south under the cover of the top bushes. He saw the middle-aged Taoist priest slowly moving towards the mountain where the secret room was located.

This person started climbing from the east of the mountain. While climbing, he gradually turned to the back of Shanyin. After more than ten minutes, he stopped near the secret room.

Seeing Wu Zhongyuan's breathing faster, Zhao Ying vaguely guessed something, "Where is the sugar?"

Wu Zhongyuan nodded. According to the inscription, if he could arrive here before the 15th April, he could save the little wizard. Could this person be the enemy who came to kill the little wizard?

If this is true, you must go over and stop it immediately.

Just as he wanted to take action, the middle-aged Taoist priest actually began to return the same way. This man did nothing, but just looked outside the secret room where the wizard was in since childhood.

"What does he want to do?" Zhao Ying looked at Wu Zhongyuan in confusion.

"I want to know too." Wu Zhongyuan said casually.

After the middle-aged Taoist priest went down the mountain, he returned to the riverside, looked around and looked around and started crossing the river, but the man did not jump past the river, but walked over on the water surface, returned to the tree he was before, and sat cross-legged.

Zhao Ying had no night vision ability, but with the moonlight, she also vaguely saw the other party's actions and looked at Wu Zhongyuan in surprise, "What kind of kung fu is this?"

The same sentence awaited her, "I want to know too."

After the Taoist priest sat down, he did not stand up again, and sat cross-legged, motionless.

The two of them lay down from the distant hillside, and sat down when they were tired. They waited until after ten o'clock in the evening, and the Taoist priest did not do anything else.

At half past ten, the communication device on Zhao Ying’s wrist vibrated slightly. This communication device was connected to the headphones she was wearing. Zhao Ying clicked the communication device, "Hmm?"

I couldn't hear what the other party said, but Zhao Ying said again, "Well, I understand, you notify the helicopter to retreat to a safe position."

The call ends here.

Zhao Ying looked at Wu Zhongyuan, "They have arrived, and are currently fifty miles east, with three cars and seven people."

"You go quickly." Wu Zhongyuan said.

Zhao Ying didn't answer Wu Zhongyuan's words, "No matter what you want to do, it's time now."

"Yes, it's time." Wu Zhongyuan took out his lighter and lit a cluster of dry shrubs nearby.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Ying was puzzled.

"In addition to the mysterious Taoist priest downstream, there are two other people who know the location of the secret room. They have been secretly guarding the secret room. I want to set up a torch to lure them over," Wu Zhongyuan said as he walked towards the motorcycle. "That Taoist priest and the other two should not be in the same group. In addition to you and the official, four forces will gather here tonight."

"Where are you going now?" Zhao Ying asked.

"Go to the secret room," Wu Zhongyuan stepped onto the motorcycle. "I have always wanted to make sure that the Taoist priest and the other two were enemies or friends. Unfortunately, I have no idea until now. I have no choice but to expose myself. Once I know my identity, they will do what they should do."

"If it's your opponent, they will attack you." Zhao Ying sat up.

"If it were my friend, they would also help me." Wu Zhongyuan started the motorcycle and drove towards the mountain.

"You lit the bonfire before too early. You should ignite the spot from there after you arrive at your destination." Zhao Ying said.

"I hope the other two people can see the bonfire in advance and come here early," said Wu Zhongyuan. "I don't know who is the friend and who is the enemy. It will be safer for me to narrow the time interval between them."

"Is the pistol I gave you before still there?" Zhao Ying took out the pistol and pushed the bullet and loaded it.

"At." Wu Zhongyuan said.

Zhao Ying brought two pistols and loaded them all, one on his waist and the other in his hand.

Wu Zhongyuan has night vision ability and does not need to turn on the lights when riding a bicycle at night.

When the mountain was three miles away, the Taoist priest under the tree downstream stood up. At the same time, Wu Zhongyuan heard a subtle and rapid sound of horse hooves from afar. He turned around and looked back and saw two horses running fast towards the northeast.

Wu Zhongyuan rode the motorcycle directly to the foot of the mountain, then left the motorcycle and climbed the mountain with Zhao Ying.

While climbing, I turned around and saw that the middle-aged Taoist priest had crossed the river, and the two galloping horses were only three miles away.

A few minutes later, Wu Zhongyuan and Zhao Ying rushed to the secret room. The middle-aged Taoist priest had already reached the foot of the mountain and was using his body skills to fly to the mountainside where the secret room was. The two who rode their horses a moment later than the middle-aged Taoist priest. Seeing someone flying up the mountain, they were in a hurry to give up their galloping horses, use their light skills, and chased them quickly.

After a while, the three of them arrived one after another. The middle-aged Taoist was ten steps away from Wu Zhongyuan's right, while the two middle-aged men in Tibetan robes stopped not far from Wu Zhongyuan's left.

None of the three parties took the initiative to speak. Look at me, look at you, and then look at him. He had seen one of the two middle-aged men during the day, and the other was thin and a little shorter.

The two middle-aged men looked solemnly, frowned and looked at Wu Zhongyuan and the middle-aged Taoist priest. Wu Zhongyuan saw their expressions. The two of them looked at him and the middle-aged Taoist priest with confusion. This shows that they had not only never seen him, but also this middle-aged Taoist priest.

The expression of the middle-aged Taoist priest was somewhat similar to that of the two middle-aged men, and he also frowned. However, when he saw the expressions of the two middle-aged men, he looked at him with doubts. In addition to doubts, there was something else, which seemed a bit nervous or excited.

The silent observation and confrontation were quickly broken by Zhao Ying, "Who are you?"

Zhao Ying's words led the three people's eyes to her at the same time, but the three people just looked at her and no one answered.

The situation at this time was very dangerous and very subtle. Wu Zhongyuan did not know the middle-aged Taoist, nor did he know these two middle-aged men. He only knew that the three of them were not from the same group.

The two middle-aged men did not know Wu Zhongyuan, and they seemed to know the middle-aged Taoist. They should be wondering who they were at this time.

The middle-aged Taoist did not know Wu Zhongyuan, but he seemed to know the origins of these two middle-aged men. At this time, what he was puzzled by was his identities and Zhao Ying.

The middle-aged Taoist who is the most dominant among the three parties now is the middle-aged Taoist, because he is likely to know the origin of these two middle-aged men.

"Who are you?" Zhao Ying also pulled out another pistol, holding a gun in both hands, ready to shoot at any time.

With both guns in hand, it did not act as a deterrent. Neither the two middle-aged men nor the middle-aged Taoist showed fear, nor did anyone answer her question.

"Who are you?" The man who grazed sheep during the day spoke.

No one answered his question.

"What are you doing here?" The middle-aged Taoist looked directly at Wu Zhongyuan.

As soon as this person opened his mouth, Wu Zhongyuan immediately confirmed that this person was the Taoist priest who replaced Mr. Li's white jade, because this person's accent was very strange, not the northern accent or the southern accent.

"What are you looking for?" the middle-aged Taoist priest asked coldly.

"What are you looking for?" Wu Zhongyuan asked back.

"What are you doing here?" the sheep-herding man shouted loudly.

Wu Zhongyuan turned to look at the man who was grazing the sheep, "What are you waiting for?"

"I'm asking you!" The shepherd raised his tone.

Another thin middle-aged man raised his hand to the man who was grazing the sheep, then turned to Wu Zhongyuan and asked in a deep voice, "What are we waiting for?"

"Wait for someone." Wu Zhongyuan said.

"Who are we waiting for?" the thin man asked.

"The person who came home." Wu Zhongyuan said.

As soon as Wu Zhongyuan finished speaking, the middle-aged Taoist priest suddenly attacked, drew his sword and unsheathed it, bullying himself and stabbing him.

Seeing the other party taking action, Zhao Ying decisively fired the gun, but the middle-aged Taoist's body technique was strange. When he moved, he dragged several human figures and shot in the air in two consecutive shots. At this time, the middle-aged Taoist had already reached the two of them and took the long sword straight to Wu Zhongyuan's left chest and heart.

The middle-aged Taoist was too fast, and Wu Zhongyuan didn't even have time to react. Seeing that the sword was about to pass through his chest, a thick palm flashed and caught the sword's edge.

The man who grabbed the long sword was the sheep. This man was so skillful in practicing kung fu that he directly grabbed the sharp sword edge with his flesh palm, then radiated his arm and broke the sword.

The middle-aged Taoist lost the sword and immediately pulled back. Zhao Ying acted decisively and took the opportunity to shoot two more shots, but still failed.
Chapter completed!