After standing in front of Mei Chaofeng and Chen Xuanfeng's graves for a long time, Ye Cheng finally let out a long breath when he realized that it was completely dark, took out two bottles of wine and placed them in front of their graves. He sighed: "I thought I could spend some time in my spare time."
I was drinking with you when we were here, but who knew that this time we would be separated from each other by life and death? What a trick of fate!"
After taking a deep look at the tombstone, Ye Cheng turned around and left without any nostalgia. The rain had stopped long ago. The cool breeze at night was blowing the leaves in the forest, and the sound of "rustling" added to the tranquility.
"From now on, the things I protect will never be destroyed wantonly by others!"
Ye Cheng, who was in a very depressed mood, walked aimlessly along the West Lake. Naturally, he was not commemorating the deaths of Chen Mei and Chen Mei. He had many things to think about and things he needed to protect.
Unknowingly, I had reached the east bank of the West Lake. When I looked up, I saw a village with a few candles lit. My heart suddenly moved. I heard that Linghu Chong was imprisoned in Meizhuang. Isn't that the manor in front of me?
Well.
Carefully restraining his breath, using the grass outside the wall as cover, he slowly walked under the manor wall. Like a phantom in the dark, he stood quietly under the wall. With Ye Cheng's current strength, he could easily find it.
The secret whistles all around, with eyes closed, tried their best to amplify their perception, extending to a distance of six or seven feet.
Everything within six to seven feet was reflected in his mind, and even the slightest movement was under his control.
At this moment, the scene that appeared in his mind had no trees, no grass, and even the wall. There were only a few people who remained motionless, and they were obviously the secret whistles here.
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These people's skills are obviously not very powerful. They can't control the aura emanating from their bodies at all, and they can't fully integrate their bodies into the surrounding environment. They can only use the cover of objects to barely hide.
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Ye Cheng put a little force on his feet, and without waiting for the sound of wind, he flew up to the top of the wall. There was a person at the foot of the wall, but it was blocked by a lush green pine at the moment. It was considered quite well hidden, but it was
In the eyes of a master of his level, this is nothing more than a joke.
The body was like a fallen leaf, dancing down and landing gently on the pine tree. His right hand slowly stretched out. Although the body of the hiding person could not be seen, Ye Cheng could clearly grasp the flow of his true energy. Naturally,
The life gate of this person's body was found.
Before the man could react, he had already gently pressed on his Yamen point. This is the intersection of the Du meridian and the Yangwei meridian. It is a fatal spot on the human body. As long as it is gently pressed
A heavy blow was enough to knock a grown man unconscious, but Ye Cheng just sent in a hidden force and easily took the man's life.
The secret sentries at the other two locations did not notice anything unusual here at all. They still stood guard quietly and carefully observed the movements around them, but the god of death had already arrived.
After casually taking away the lives of the two people, Ye Cheng flew into the nearest house, and with a little force, he climbed up to the eaves of the corridor.
Listening to the goings on in the room, he gently opened a small hole in the paper window and looked into the room, only to see a young man grinding ink and painting, meticulously, with his attention completely focused on the painting hanging on the wall.
On the canvas, there is heavy makeup and light makeup, but there is still a bit of energy.
After looking at it for a long time, Ye Cheng's eyes suddenly lit up. The canvas hanging on the wall had now been completed. It was a beautiful view of the vast West Lake. Although there was not a single boat on the lake, the rippling water patterns were still there.
It has the feeling of traveling by boat, the artistic conception is very good, and it is the best quality.
"This person is really good at painting. I'm afraid he has been practicing this art for many years. I have heard that each of the four Jiangnan friends has a unique skill. I must be the fourth Danqingzi!"
Ye Cheng secretly guessed, but who knew that Dan Qingzi in the room let out a long sigh, stretched out his hand, pulled off the canvas, and threw it into the burning brazier aside. Instead, he burned this good painting directly and then hung it up again.
On a piece of cloth, I continued to paint stroke by stroke, and my whole mind was immersed in it.
"They are indeed a bunch of lunatics!"
Ye Cheng stopped and landed directly on the corridor. After looking around, he saw a room opposite the pond and locked it. He slowly relied on some rockery trees and quickly passed by. In the dark night
Only a faint black shadow was left.
There are not many nursing homes in Meizhuang. Except for some hidden sentries on the outside, it is very quiet inside. At least Ye Cheng didn't encounter a single patrolling servant on the way here.
"It's surprisingly quiet here, but it's much quieter without the attendants to take care of it!"
Repeating the same trick, he made a small hole in the paper window and looked in through the light. Inside was a middle-aged man, wearing a black and white robe, sitting on a soft couch with a book in his hand.
Holding the black chess piece in his right hand, he seemed to be thinking about the trend of the chess game.
"This person must be the second eldest of the Four Friends of Jiangnan, Hei Baizi, and he is also a weirdo who loves chess as much as his life!"
Ye Cheng looked around his room and found nothing wrong, but the black and white pieces seemed a little uneasy. After putting down the chess pieces in his hands, he looked sideways at the door, as if he was waiting for something.
After discovering this strange thing, Ye Cheng naturally wouldn't let it go. He climbed up on the eaves above his head and stood by quietly.
Meizhuang is not big or small. If you just look for someone so casually, it will naturally not be an easy task. Moreover, the place where Linghu Chong is imprisoned is to replace Ren Woxing, so it is naturally an extremely secret place.
, definitely quite hard to find.
If it is looking around, it is better to wait quietly, maybe there will be a flaw to be found.
Ye Cheng, who was squatting on the cantilever, felt more and more that there was something wrong with this black and white boy. Although he was holding a book in his hand, he didn't read it at all. A pair of slightly cunning eyes kept looking at the door, and occasionally pricked up his ears.
, as if listening for something moving.
Ye Cheng, who had nothing to do, simply took out a small bottle of wine and drank it, half-squinting his eyes.
Time passed by bit by bit, and just when Ye Cheng felt very bored, a very low sound of footsteps came. If he hadn't maintained that kind of emptiness at all times, it would have been difficult to detect it.
"It seems that there are still experts here, no wonder they are assigned to guard and let me do whatever I want!"
It wasn't until the sound of footsteps came within three feet of him that Ye Cheng realized that there were actually two people. One of them had a slightly short breath. The true energy in his body seemed to be in a state of rapid circulation at all times, and it was faintly like a handle that had not yet come out.
The sheathed sword shows its sharp edge.
The other person is much stronger in comparison. His aura is calm and his sharpness is restrained. His steps vary in speed, but his footwork is extremely skillful. Every step falls silently, and his internal strength is quite strong.
In an instant, the two men had passed through the corridor where Ye Cheng was and walked to the door of Hei Baizi's room.
One of them, wearing cloth clothes and gray boots, looked like a servant. He half-closed his eyes, stretched out his hand and knocked gently on Hei Baizi's door, and whispered: "Second Master, the eldest Master is here!"
The black man in the room said "Oh", walked over quickly, opened the door, and said with a smile: "Brother is going out again, right?"
"Well, yes, it's time to return to life! You have to work harder these two days, and I will help you deal with the affairs in the village!" Standing behind the servant was an old man in his fifties, with a white beard hanging down his chest and drooping eyelids.
That faint aura of majesty naturally exudes. It must be someone who has been in a high position for a long time. It must be the person in charge of Zhuangzi, Huang Zhonggong, the leader of the Four Friends of Jiangnan.
Ye Cheng tried his best to control the true energy in his body, sealing the pores all over his body, so that no breath was released. Now with his ability to control the true energy, he has become quite popular, otherwise he would not have raised his hand to defeat the broken heart on the shore of the West Lake.
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Hei Heizi nodded and said: "Brother, don't worry, Zhuangzi has me and my third and fourth brothers. There will definitely be no mistakes!"
Huang Zhonggong nodded with satisfaction, suddenly frowned, shrugged his nose, sniffed, and said in a deep voice: "You drank a lot of wine again. How many times have I warned you, don't be like the old four, drinking will cause trouble!"
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Ye Cheng, who was above the two of them, was shocked. He hurriedly put the wine bottle into his sleeve and secretly improved his skills. If his whereabouts were discovered, he would attack immediately. At such a close distance, as long as he made a sudden attack, he could definitely hit the two of them with a heavy blow.
, there is a better chance of killing one or two.
Hei Baizi was stunned for a moment, glanced into the room, and then said with a smile: "I know, brother, I just had two drinks, it's not a problem, it's not a problem!"
"You should also know that we are not all here to drink and have fun, especially the fourth child. Let him drink less in the past two days. The masters in the division should have a good rest. Tomorrow, we will start to redistribute the security matters in the manor. From now on
Just work together with us and be careful not to let others gossip about us. If it reaches the ears of the leader, we will be in trouble!"
"Brother, I understand. I will deal with it carefully in the future. Don't worry!"
Huang Zhonggong nodded lightly, turned around and left.
Hei Baizi stood at the door. When he knew that Huang Zhonggong disappeared at the end, he turned around and looked around, saying to himself: "Tonight is the last time, otherwise it will be difficult for me to have another chance in the future. I hope it can happen.
Why!"
Ye Cheng took out the wine bottle from his sleeve and continued to drink. He was very happy. This time he was lucky. He must have found a way out. This black and white man must have something up his sleeve. As for whether he could be lured to Linghu Chong's side.
We still don’t know, but there is hope.
It was still a while before midnight, and there was no big movement when Black and White returned to the house. This time, they were playing chess very quietly, and they were in good spirits.
At this moment, a rustling sound came in his ears. Ye Cheng looked slightly sideways, but it was the sound coming from the lush grass in the courtyard. After a while, there were even sounds from the row of trees on the other side.
There is a restless atmosphere.
Ye Cheng frowned secretly and immediately figured out that he must have been involved in other tasks. Otherwise, why would Huang Zhonggong leave Meizhuang at night, and some so-called masters from different circles also came? There must be another reason for this.
"It seems that I don't need to take action for the time being, maybe there is still something good to watch!"
