Yu Mingjia lowered his body and used clever force on his limbs and sternum, making his whole body as soft as mud and pressed against the wall, holding his breath silently.
With their heads above the roof, the two people from Qijiasi didn't seem to realize that the target they were tracking was right under their feet, with the two parties less than a foot apart.
The two of them talked, the words were low and gentle, but they still fell in his ears. His eyes turned, and a look of thought appeared on the thin black cheeks that had been sprinkled with deodorant powder. Unconsciously, after half a moment, the breeze moved, and there was a soft thud.
The sound rang out one after another, and his eyes bulged as he saw two people, like sparrows, flying past the courtyard of the house under the night cover not far away.
There was a moment of silence, and the night was as cold as water.
The cold insects are chirping and noisy.
A full moment passed, and he confirmed that he was not going back, and that he was not playing hard to get with the hawks and dogs. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, his abdomen expanded and contracted, and he lay slumped on the ground and curled up, not caring about stretching, and just kept breathing greedily.
"Damn it! This method is really wonderful. When used together with the medicinal powder, it is enough to completely cover up the breath and heartbeat. Even the captain of the Qijia Guard who has achieved great strength was concealed."
"It's just that I suffered too much. It's like being buried in the earth and rocks. If it takes a little longer, my internal organs will be bruised!"
Yu Mingjia worked hard, crackling sounds all over his body, and the next moment he stood up straight, staggered, and felt a sharp pain in his chest and abdomen.
Thinking of just now, his brows gradually furrowed: "Speaking of which, these dogs have really good noses. How could they suddenly smell Wanfang Garden? That is the property of the Zhou family, backed by the Wang family!"
The Wang family in Yuezhou, one of the leading wealthy families, has been under its control over the past few decades, so that nearly 60% of the officials in the four prefectures of Yuezhou are from their sect, and the remaining 40% are also more or less related to it. There is no doubt that they are the local overlords.
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Even the officials in this land have no regard for it and let it dominate!
The only one who can compare with it is probably the Yue Prince who has command of an evil feather guard.
Could it be that the King of Yue was suspicious of the Wang family?
He couldn't help but think about it further, maybe things here weren't that simple. He looked around, preparing to find an opportunity to pass the news on to others.
Yin Jiuliu is indeed as the warrior said, and its power is beyond imagination. However, most of them are people like him from three religions and nine schools. Although the news is transmitted quickly, there are very few masters with real martial arts.
This matter has to be handled by the higher ups.
After thinking about it, he jumped out of the courtyard wall, took off his black coat in a few steps, pulled two handfuls of weeds and rubbed them on his face.
For him, such a small thing as changing the appearance is easy, and the appearance is changed with a little care.
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"In this small city, there are many bastards in Chi Qian."
Chen Yu chose an inn as usual, not far from the city. There had been no Dharma conference held here recently. The opening of Zhenwu Mountain's gate to recruit disciples had ended more than half a year ago. The next one would probably be several years away, so the rooms were not available.
It didn't take long to move in.
He collapsed, cleaned up the house, and went to Chonglou City to wander around. The city was quite lively, and some delicacies from the north and south of the Yangtze River were spread here, and Chen Yu bought them one by one to taste.
Winter is approaching, and the night comes earlier, and soon it is illuminated by stars. Fortunately, lights and candles are hung high in the city lanes, lined up in rows, and tourists stroll along.
It is said that a hundred years ago, curfews were implemented in the world. It was not abolished until the Song Dynasty. The popularity at night was no less than during the day.
He wandered around and looked back and forth. The scenery in front of him was not as gentle as the winding Lantern River in the Jiangnan water town, nor as rough and noisy as the lantern festival in the west of Jinzhou.
There is a sense of tranquility, and pedestrians rarely make any noise. They stroll around slowly accompanied by lights carved into lotuses, flying cranes, lotuses and other styles. Small groups of people invite company and smile gently.
Chen Yu watched for a while, feeling full of energy and feeling that he was also wandering in the ocean of human thoughts. While holding a local snack, he approached the twelfth floor of the building, trying to find out if there was any inner scene in the city.
On the way, the feeling that was always lingering around me was touched. I followed the traces and saw Yu Mingjia emerging from a dark alley in a remote corner.
The other party walked by on his own. Even though he was alert, he still wasn't wary of the Taoist in front of him. He seemed to ignore it naturally. He walked forward and felt inexplicably calmer. Even the urgency and anxiety caused by the previous encounter had dissipated.
Press and hold.
He put on what he considered to be a kind smile, nodded as he passed by Chen Yu, and then disappeared into the crowd.
Yin Jiuliu?
Behind him, Chen Yu did not stop. He just hooked his index finger in the air, as if twisting a wisp of something out of the empty air.
"This guy has a lot of ideas."
This meant that the other party had just experienced a violent mood swing not long ago. He thought of the scene he had just roughly investigated, combined with the actions of the two high-ranking officials, and made a guess in his mind.
Maybe he was blocked and had a narrow escape before escaping.
He then carefully crushed the human thoughts wrapped around his fingertips, and breathed out softly, like the wind blowing them away.
"The temple is small and the wind is strong, because it is next to Zhenwu Mountain. There seem to be quite a lot of three religions and nine schools in this place."
The Taoist sect was heavily cultivated in the Qing Dynasty, and Zhenwu Twenty-eight Mountain rarely set foot in the world of mortals. Those who practiced the alchemy cauldron method stayed on the mountain top all day long to ponder the method of lead and mercury elixirs, while those who cultivated and cultivated evil spirits sought the sun by swallowing the fog and swallowing the clouds.
Ascendant, he rarely pays attention to things at the bottom of the mountain.
Because of this, all kinds of people gathered in the city for the name of Zhenwu Mountain, and connected with various families and Green Forest warriors. Year after year, it was originally just a small town, and later expanded into Binjiang County, and now there is
The name of Chonglou City.
Chen Yu didn't care much about the messy disputes and had no intention of getting involved. Things like Yin Jiuliu and Qijiasi were troublesome at first sight, and it was a waste of energy to get into them.
After coming to Jinzhou, he became aware of his own nature and was not as self-indulgent as he was at the beginning, rarely letting himself go and taking action.
Unless you encounter someone, you really can't stand it, and you rarely take action when you have free time.
There are so many things in the world, but he really takes care of them. He goes through them several times, and even if he doesn't eat or drink for decades, he can't even talk about sorting them out.
I glanced at him and ignored him.
Chen Yu turned his head back to the snack in his hand and took a bite.
Well, it's moderately soft, but a little dry.
Thinking of this, magical power brewed, and the next moment a mouthful of sweet water gushes out from under the tongue, and the sweetness wrapped in the snacks slides down the taste buds, soothing the throat.
As I was eating, I walked leisurely forward, my mind already flying to the twelfth floor, thinking about the possible interior treasures.
The twelve-storied building was built by a certain generation of Zhenwu sect members decades ago. Later, it was sold to several large families and businessmen in Yuezhou. Nowadays, most of the buildings have been renovated. Liquors, teahouses, inns, restaurants, etc. have been built on the building.
.There are four in the center of the city on the 12th floor, which is also the busiest area in the entire Binjiang County.
Chen Yu came here and walked around the building. People in the city were thinking like a sea. Excessive use of mental power would add a lot of unnecessary consumption.
After all, the twelfth-story building is there, and I can't run away. I just wanted to take a look and see the magnificent scenery that the locals said from the top.
So I only used my spirit to pry around and try to find it when I got close.
Unfortunately, perhaps due to bad luck, after searching through the twelve tall buildings, he found nothing. He shook his head and sighed. Interior locations are hard to come by. Although some rules have been discovered, interior locations have their own reasons. External factors
The interference is not small. Sometimes the conditions are met, but the interior scene does not appear in the end. It is not surprising.
Chen Yu leaned on the railing and looked into the distance, paused for a moment, then turned and left.