What is stealth?

This is a profound question.

But if you reach the level of a stealth master like Ye Mingyu, even the most profound problems will be solved.

He came to the temple openly.

Stopped in front of Zhu Hong's main entrance, and stood a slutty guard wearing silver armor on both sides.

Ye Mingyu did not look squinted and entered through the main entrance.

"Stop, who is coming? The Saint is studying..."

"I guess your next sentence is that idle people cannot wait to enter."

Faced with the obstruction of the temple guards, Ye Mingyu smiled proudly, put his hands behind his back, and asked softly:

"Don't you know me?"

The two temple guards were shocked.

In their eyes, Ye Mingyu's figure is infinitely high at this moment, and his temperament has transcended the mortal world. This is a peerless posture that cannot be concealed by the crowds of people.

The two guards looked at each other, and one of them walked forward and lowered his head and said:

"Forgive me and others ignorant, I really don't know the name of the adult."

"Go in and inform me, tell the saint, just say I'm here." Ye Mingyu said calmly.

The temple guards held the staff tightly and tried their best to hide the shock in their hearts.

I am coming?

Just this sentence, can the saint know his identity?

This tone is not something that ordinary pretenders can say.

"Please wait, I'll go back."

The temple guards did not dare to delay, so they turned around in a hurry and hurriedly stepped into the main entrance.

Unfortunately, they didn't notice that Ye Mingyu's smile suddenly changed, from indifferent to insidious and cunning.

There are flaws!

Ye Mingyu took advantage of the two temple guards turning around and rushed forward quickly.

The cell strengthened and started, and the hand was like the wind, hitting their necks.

Physics, lethargy!

However, it was not over yet. Facing two poor people who were unconscious, Ye Mingyu touched their heads and found the correct acupoints.

Dong, bang!

Another punch for each person.

Physics and Amnesia!

"Sleep at ease. When you wake up, you will forget the big bag on your head and find that the world is still so beautiful."

Ye Mingyu walked into the temple with a swagger.

This is his stealth.

As long as everyone is knocked out and then physical attacks are used to clear their memories, no one can notice their own past.

Perfect crime!

Unfortunately, there is a big problem with this approach, that is, when there are a large number of people, it takes time to knock one by one.

In addition to the guards, there are also many elves in the temple, who are also the eyeliner of the saint.

How should we avoid it?

If you are an ordinary stealth master, you may be helpless.

But Ye Mingyu had long since left the level of a master, he was the legendary sneak leader!

I used to be too strong and basically didn't need to sneak.

Now that he has become weak in his reincarnation, he just gives himself the opportunity to try - a sneak secret technique that exceeds the forbidden spell!

The first of the four evil techniques - makeup technique.

Ye Mingyu found a room to hide and took out all kinds of items needed from his small backpack.

Wigs, human skin masks, and a sacred outfit.

In the small mirror, he showed a malicious smile.

A strange sound came from the room.

......

Half an hour later.

The "Nineteenth Generation Saint" walked out of the house.

The "Saint" took out the small mirror and looked at her appearance with satisfaction.

The long silver hair flows like a waterfall, and the peach blossom eyes are fascinating. Although the body is wrapped in a luxurious robe, every move is still fascinating.

Unlike the pure JK like Beiyao Maple Leaf, the 19th generation of saints can be called a disaster in the world.

Well, no one can find out.

Ye Mingyu, who pretended to be a saint, looked around in a generous manner.

No enemies.

If you go deeper into it, you can hit the Yellow Dragon directly.

Ye Mingyu's purpose of coming to the temple this time was to find information about the assassination.

So far, the Temple is the only place to be associated with the assassin.

Before becoming the imperial court wizard, the life trajectory of the assassination was almost certain.

Do business everywhere, save enough money and settle in a small city, then get married and have children.

After that, he actually entered the Supervision Bureau and was promoted to a clerk in just two years.

What did he experience during his time as a palace mage?

A distortion of human nature? Or a decay of morality?

And this answer is related to the mysterious people in the imperial capital.

The dusty database is in the northeast corner of the temple and is considered a confidential place and is guarded by several mages all day long.

Except for the saints, ordinary people should not enter.

In fact, Ye Mingyu can also go in under the name of finding a magic weapon and explaining the reasons.

But after hearing about further study, he changed his mind.

Isn't it very strange?

The last time I met the Saint was six days ago, when she had no signs of any breakthrough.

Now, the temple is blocked under the name of cultivation.

If you don’t seal it early or late, you won’t seal it off at the tense moment when the undead tribe launches the forbidden spell?

If it is a coincidence...

No need to ask about magic conch, anyone who looks handsome will know that something is wrong.

So Ye Mingyu sacrificed his manly dignity and pretended to be a saint with a fearless attitude, trying to expose the dirty truth behind the incident!

With his magical disguise skills, he encountered all kinds of strange characters on the road, and they were all fooled.

"Sir, you have finished your further study..."

"Yeah." Just smile.

"Saint Maiden Gui'an, I haven't seen you for a long time, your momentum is even more..."

"Yes." Still smiling.

"Sir, you are really..."

"It's right." Smile twitched.

Always tense the muscles on the face.

The smile became stiffer and stiffer.

After returning, the second-dimensional wife must be kissed, otherwise the mouth will be ruined.

The journey of a quarter of an hour seems particularly long at this moment.

It was only when Ye Mingyu entered the dusty information room that he breathed a sigh of relief.
To be continued...