Sanmao listened to Shi Yue's story for a long time, but found out that none of his good deeds happened! He was impatient.
Pulling Shi Yue's clothes hard, he said anxiously: "Hey... Big brother, is it only Sister Youlan's role? I am also a master thief after all. Without my participation, this scene would be so boring! Big brother,
Please arrange a role for me, please..."
Shi Yue was immediately speechless: Sanmao, this guy, was so dissatisfied with himself just now with a pout on his face, but now he knows that there is something fun to do, and he is so close to himself.
Huh... I despise you for saying that!
Shi Yue smiled and said: "Sanmao, what are you anxious about? You, a thief, are the best at deception. The role I have arranged for you is the most important. It is the soul of this scene. Whether it succeeds or not depends entirely on you."
Sanmao's eyes shone brightly, he straightened his chest and said: "Brother, tell me quickly, I will definitely do a good job..."
Shi Yue chuckled and told Sanmao about his strategy in detail. The two talked and discussed, and occasionally laughed. The atmosphere was very friendly. They were really a pair of brothers who had the same temperament. How could they be similar?
enemy?
Youlan saw it and smiled on her face, but she despised Shi Yue in her heart: "This bad guy is so powerful. In just a moment, he caught Sanmao's interest and called him a thief, but Sanmao also
No more refutation!
Huh... If you do what he wants and please him, I really despise you.
Then I thought again: Why would a bad guy like Shi Yue please Sanmao? Shouldn't he let Sanmao be his spy and then look for opportunities to get close to me?
When I thought of this and looked at Shi Yue's heroic face, I couldn't help but feel that my face was hot, my whole body was weak, and my fair neck was filled with a touch of pink.
In his mind, he couldn't help but imagine the embarrassing scene of Shi Yue wearing only underwear, pressing on his body wantonly...
"Youlan, why are you blushing?" Shi Yue noticed Youlan's nervousness and teased, "Are you scared?"
"How could I be afraid?" Youlan retracted her charming thoughts, pouted her pink lips, and said: "Whatever you say, we will do it. Who makes you the master?"
That pink little mouth was soft and cute. When Shi Yue saw it, he really had the urge to taste Xiangze...
When Shi Yue, You Lan, and San Mao arrived at Ji Le Temple, the square at the entrance of Ji Le Temple was crowded with a dark crowd, with all kinds of people mixed in!
There were commoner serfs, merchants, and dignitaries. A rough count showed that there were thousands of people.
And where thousands of eyes were looking, they happened to be concentrated at the entrance of Kek Lok Temple.
Shi Yue came by chance, and saw a kind-hearted old monk from a distance, welcoming a group of black-clad guards led by Kang Shanzhen and another wearing black fish uniforms as they walked into the gate of Jile Temple.
Shi Yue looked at the black figure in the distance, thinking that it must be the famous black-clad guard Qianhu - Tian Fen.
Crunch…
The solemn gate of Kek Lok Temple slowly closed.
Only Nan Batian, riding a tall horse, stood proudly at the door. His brows were furrowed, his nose was flaring, and he seemed to be very unhappy. His eyes were as sharp as hooks, and he carefully inspected the thousands of people.
Shi Yue could understand Nan Batian's embarrassment: as Kang Shanzhen's godson, he was turned away by Kang Shanzhen, while his cheap godfather went in with Tian Fen to offer incense.
We are both members of the Black Guards, why is there such a big gap?
Nan Batian inspected the surroundings, and shouted with great power: "Listen to me all of you. Today, Master Kang is commanding to go to Jile Temple to burn incense and worship Buddha. The gate of the courtyard is closed, and no other people are allowed to enter. Please disperse, who can
Anyone who dares to disobey will be shot without mercy!"
The dark crowd made no sound, and the atmosphere at the scene was a bit depressing!
Under his majestic glance, everyone lowered their heads uneasily, but today is the eighth day of September, a big day for worshiping Buddha, and no one wants to leave easily.
After a while, someone started whispering.
Nan Batian held up his double-edged alphabet knife and shouted arrogantly: "Whoever dares to talk is disrespectful to Lord Kang and will be hacked to death!" After hearing this, everyone dared not speak anymore.
Shi Yue first conducted reconnaissance, then gave Sanmao a few instructions, and then he and Youlan walked around to the back of the temple.
Kek Lok Temple is built on the mountain. It is extremely desolate at the back of the temple! Wolves, tigers and leopards often appear there, so there are no black-clad guards stationed to check.
Both Shi Yue and Youlan were very skilled in movement. They passed through the rugged mountain roads covered with weeds and climbed over the jagged peaks with strange rocks, and quickly arrived at the back mountain of Kek Lok Temple.
Youlan's Qinggong is excellent, and she can climb over mountains and ridges without losing breath.
But when I looked up at the ten-foot-high, bare wall, I couldn't help but be startled. I wondered, "My lord, how on earth did you survey the terrain? How can we climb up the wall when it's so high?"
"Are you so good at Qinggong? You can't even get up there?" Shi Yue joked.
Youlan's face turned red with embarrassment: "Who said I can't go up?" She frowned slightly, straightened her figure, and hung on the three-foot-high stone wall like a dancing butterfly.
He alternated his hands and began to breathe in. He used his two little feet to continuously apply force. His body suddenly reached seven feet away, but from here upwards, the stone wall was as smooth as a mirror. There was no way to use force anymore. Youlan's energy was exhausted and there was nothing he could do.
's fell down.
Shi Yue saw this and couldn't help but exclaimed: "This little girl's Qinggong is really good. She actually climbed seven feet high in one go. If it were him, he could only jump two or three meters. Why is the gap so big?"
Seeing Youlan's delicate body falling down, fearing that he would be injured, he hurriedly put his arms around her waist, gently put it down, blinked and said, "Why did it fall down?"
Feeling the soft and boneless body in my arms, I couldn't bear to let go.
Youlan saw through his little thoughts, but she was still secretly delighted by Shi Yue's meticulous "good intentions": This bad guy always cares about me so appropriately.
Breathing in the refreshing masculine scent into her nose, her face turned red and her heart beat rapidly.
She broke away from Shi Yue's kind support, tied the hair hanging in front of her eyes behind her delicate red ears, bit her lips gently, her shy eyes were filled with coquettishness, and she said angrily: "I can't go up.
Can you go up?"
Little girl, do you dare to look down on me?
Although I jumped two meters high, Shi San had a baby by my side.
Shi Yue could feel the doubt in Youlan's eyes, and smiled gently at her: "If you really can't go up, I will reluctantly carry you up."
"I won't let you hug me, you just don't have a good mind." Youlan is very confident in her Qing Gong. She has traveled all over the country and dare not say that her martial arts is at the top, but her attainments in Qing Gong are unparalleled in the world.
Otherwise, how could you have been surrounded by traitors in your master's sect several times and yet escape from danger?
Youlan looked around from a distance, and saw a big tree with lush leaves next to it. She challenged Shi Yue unconvinced: "Are you good at Qinggong? Let's compete to see who can climb the wall first."
With a charming chuckle, his figure flashed and he jumped onto the tree trunk. Then he jumped up and climbed to the swaying treetops.