Ding Bao hid in the bushes, and after seeing the man wandering around the monastery, an extremely subtle "click" sound came from, as if he pushed open the pane and entered the room.

Just as hesitating whether to get closer or simply push him over, he saw Qingfeng, who had appeared on camera for the past two days, hurried to the temple, bowed through the door and shouted, "Master, my disciple is Qingfeng."

Although he let go of his voice, his expression was very respectful.

Ding Bao immediately stopped his body and felt a stern in his heart. It turned out that this was the residence of the Second Supervision Institute and the first Matsuko in the Laolu Hall!

Seeing Qingfeng calling out a few times outside, there was no movement in the house, he couldn't help but think secretly that if the Taoist Qingfeng realized something was wrong now, he would definitely meet the masked monster, and might be killed in a minute. Although this man was domineering and unprotective, and with a dog's eyes, he would not die of sin. Should he pretend to be a thief to make some noise to scare away the masked monster to save their lives?

At the same time, I felt strange secretly... Why did the masked stranger come in and there was no movement? Could it be that Mayoko was not in the house or had been harmed by him?

As I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard a low and hoarse voice coming from the room: "It's so late, what's wrong?"

It sounds like the voice of Mayoko, but it is a bit vague and sticky, dull and low, as if it had just woken up.

Qingfeng didn't even respond to several shouts. The more he shouted, the more he felt something was wrong. He wanted to push the door in, but at this time he quickly shrank his palm back and said, "Brother... I'll bother you, please forgive me."

After a while, Mayoko's voice came out: "What do you have to report?"

There seemed to be a hint of impatience in his tone.

Qingfeng knew that it was a coincidence. He said carefully: "Report to Master. The thief had already shown his appearance last night. The disciple has also sent additional personnel to patrol everywhere. Be sure to capture the thief as soon as possible. Please rest with your heart. Brother... I will leave."

Mayoko said "yes" and stopped talking.

Qingfeng was bored and led his disciples away in a hurry. Under the torch flames, he looked blue and ugly, as if he was very upset.

Everyone had just stepped out of the gate of Laolu Hall, but not long after, there was another "click" behind the house, and the masked strange guest, like a ghost, slid away from the other end of the temple and rushed into the woods ahead.

Seeing that no one was around, Ding Bao chased after him from the corner of the wall, he thought in his heart: I can't see that this guy is actually very delicate. In addition to being ruthless and good at torture people, he also has the ability to imitate human voices? I just heard that the voice and tone were at least seventy or eighty-eight-eight-similar to the tone of Zhenyangzi, and even Zhenyangzi's apprentice Qingfeng fooled him. It can be seen that his realistic level is so high!

I just don’t know what this guy is searching for?

That room arranged for Qi Yanxin to enter the house of Changqiu Zhenren. Could it be that he was also searching for this object?

Also, at this time, how could the temple owner, Zhenren Changqiu and Zhenyangzi of the Second Inspectorate beside him, how could it be such a coincidence?

Just as he was thinking hard and unable to understand, Ding Bao suddenly stopped.

In the wind, there was no sound of the masked monster's clothes rubbing and stomping the dead leaves when they ran. The faint breath at the end of the nose also suddenly dissipated, as if the masked monster's figure disappeared in an instant.

With a faint light, Ding Bao found himself in front of an ancient and dilapidated courtyard, which was also made of stone platforms and made of logs. This pavilion is different from the previous Eight Immortals Palace. The traces imposed by time on it seem to be more than the limit that the immortal golden nanmu can bear, and inevitably show his old age.

Even the bluestone bricks in front of the yard are far older than other places. The joints are filled with pine leaves and dust, and the white snow that has not yet been melted, as if they are wrinkles of fish tail dyed with vitiligo.

The main door of the pavilion is closed, and the plaque hanging on the lintel is empty, faint, as if there are old traces of swords and slashes.

The pine trees around the courtyard were planted very closely, and several layers of bluestone bricks were planted around the outermost area, and the shadows of the trees covered the outlines of the ancient courtyard pavilions.

If Ding Bao had not eliminated his sight and ear strength, and only tracked his breath and smell, he might have thought that this place was a pine forest that could not be seen here at all.

Of course, by this time, he already realized that he had been exposed, or suspected of being exposed.

The masked monster may not really find himself following him, but with his cautious care along the way and his style of being mysterious and mysterious, it seems to be another subconscious temptation.

However, because of my lack of experience and the easy tracking of the road, I was a little careless. As a result, this was basically the last test, but the test was successful.

As soon as the thought fell, my nose moved, and the faint breath appeared again. At the same time, the slight sound of shattering the pine needles was heard in the wind.

Ding Bao suddenly turned around and saw that the masked strange guest was standing two feet behind him, his feet standing side by side, his hands wearing black gloves drooping. His eyes exposed under the black scarf covered with heads were like wild animals, and there seemed to be a hint of unconcealed cruel smile at the corner of his mouth.

In just a moment, Ding Bao made the idea of ​​showing weakness and keeping his composure.

Anyway, with his current speed and body movement, he can leave at any time! Instead of doing this, it’s better to have fun with him!

The masked strange guy stretched his right hand flat, his palm facing upwards, and slid from his chest to his side, making a "please" move towards him. He seemed to squeeze out a smiley lips under the black scarf covered with his head. The elegant and slow posture was indescribable in the night sky, like a puppet doll who came alive.

Feeling danger, Ding Bao narrowed his eyes slightly, and the superman elasticity that subconsciously burst out of his legs was instantly removed. He pretended not to come back to his senses, and waited for the ghost to come in a flash.

The masked strange guest bent his hands into dragon claws, and with a "swish", he tore several holes in Ding Bao's chest and clothes, almost touching Ding Bao's skin's fingertips and swings casually. His entire arm seemed to surge, and his five fingers were chasing him towards his throat.

The masked strange guest's fingers were as strong as a knife. He wanted to cut the little Taoist's head down to the neck with his five claws. Unexpectedly, as soon as his palm touched his throat, the muscles between the little Taoist's neck trembled, as if each bunch of muscles had become a strip of slippery and tough old fish skin with sticky juice, both like solid and liquid. In the process of transformation, the entire neck seemed to have some displacement in an instant.

The claws suddenly stopped and did not hold the little Taoist priest's neck!

Ding Bao was also shocked. Although he took over the battle just now, although he intended to show weakness and keep his composure, gave up taking the initiative and hide his strength, it was actually the most dangerous time after he learned to learn "Jincao".

Even the awesome judge who had never forced him to be so dangerous!

He immediately became excited and felt a little excited about meeting his opponent.

He was just thinking about it and was deliberately taking risks to hide his strength. In the eyes of the masked stranger opposite, he was in the lightning and fire. The little Taoist priest had his left arm tilted his head and abdomen, and he got rid of the neck-breaking problem. He then stepped on his heel and swung his right arm like a slingshot. He still had the strength to fight back, trying to slap his chest!

The masked strange guest shrank his chest and avoided it with a "huh" sound, drifting away, falling silently like a ghost, falling to the ground like a paper kite, without even getting a bit of mud and dust.

Ding Bao pretended to be too strong, and punched the air with one punch, staggered, and then clenched his fists and waited for it.

The masked strange guest hugged his chest with his hands, looked at his posture, and snorted coldly: "What kind of shit is this?"

His voice is low and hoarse, and it is actually not easy to distinguish. I can only say that his voice is the same as Mayoko, and they are like iron sand. Dante Bao guessed that if a normal person deliberately yelled and then lowered his voice and spoke, it would sound similar, so it would not be used as a basis for discrimination.

"You...who are you?"

Ding Bao looked solemn and pointed at the other party angrily, "Hei... Hei... Hei Ye trespassed the important place of the old liu hall in this temple, what do you... want to do?"

If Qingfeng saw this scene with his own eyes, he would be moved to death. He would face such a ghost-like terrifying assassin in the forbidden area of ​​the barren mountain. I am afraid that the second righteous Taoist priest who can be so upright, serious and responsible, and does not forget to maintain the majesty of Izumo Temple until his death.

The masked stranger looked down at the bluestone ground, and a cruel smile flashed through his cold eyes. The five finger claws wearing black silk fingertips were pinching and clamping, making a "cracking" joint sound, like a child playing with the Rubik's Cube skillfully, "Little Taoist, are you very eye-catching. Is it a disciple of Ruiyang or Miaoyang?"

This tone sounds like Mayoko said it again.

But Ding Bao didn't know who Ruiyang and Miaoyang were, and he wasn't even sure if there were these two people in Izumo Temple, or if this cunning masked monster was testing casually. He had a sudden inspiration and deliberately showed a look of fear, and said tremblingly: "You...you can't run away. Senior Brother Qingfeng brought people and you will find this place soon. You... you killed Senior Brother Qingji and you will definitely take you to see the official!"

The masked stranger lowered his head and made the joints on his finger claws crackle. He didn't say anything for a while, and seemed to be worried about someone coming.

Ding Bao narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly he felt something was wrong, but he heard the masked strange guy roaring, laughing like a night owl, and lifting up his eyes with flashing lights.

His eyes were actually a charming blood-red color, with a little cloudy cloudy, which was even more exaggerated than what his roommate in the Internet cafe after a week of night in a previous life!

In an instant, Ding Bao thought he had read it wrong, rubbed his eyes, and found that it was still like a bird that was dissatisfied with desire, but heard the masked stranger sneer: "You made a mistake. Izumo Guan took the person and decided not to meet the official! Also, although you know nothing about the bullshit boxing technique just now, your speed reaction is weird and tight. It is definitely not the way Izumo Guan is! Hehe, you are good boy, you almost tricked me."

After saying that, the masked stranger sneered: "Hey, boy, are you the flying thief?"

Seeing that Ding Bao kept silent, he nodded and said, "Well, it's not bad. You can call Qingfeng and Qingji. I think like me, I have been lurking in this stinky Taoist temple for a long time. How about it, boy, are you interested in doing a big deal?" (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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