A small pavilion by the lake.

As evening approaches, the heat of midsummer slowly fades away.

The sunset is reflected on the mirror-like lake, turning the entire lake into a hazy golden color.

"It seems that we have been targeted."

He Mao Anping looked at the small paper man in Sanye Ji's hand and said slowly.

Shikigami is so familiar to them.

Now there is a Shikigami that does not belong to their Kamao clan in Kamao Sect Mansion, so naturally there are other Onmyoji nearby.

"Who would it be?"

Chen Beibei looked at He Mao Anping and asked him.

Chen Beibei has not been in contact with many Onmyoji, except for these Onmyojis from the Hemao clan.

There are also only descendants of Ashiya Daoman before.

And the Tanaka Teak of the Inuji tribe.

But these two people were dead a long time ago, so Chen Beibei really couldn't think of any kind of Onmyoji who would covet the Hemao clan.

"We don't know for the time being that since the Hemao clan left Fusang and settled on Xiaotulu Island, they have rarely contacted outsiders."

He Mao Anping looked at Chen Beibei and said slowly.

Miyaki put the small piece of paper in his hand on the table in front of him. This was the Shikigami used by others. Now it was just a piece of waste paper...

but.

There is some connection between the Onmyoji and this small piece of paper.

"Go back."

Sanye Ji put her fingers on the small piece of paper, and a wisp of white gas seemed to faint from her fingertips.

"Go back to the person you call the master."

The lake water is still as calm as a mirror, and the reflected sunset looks like a beautiful painting.

Whether it is the trees or grass in the distance, there is no sway.

but.

The small piece of paper on the table suddenly floated up and went further and further towards the south...

"Let's follow."

Sanye Ji stood up and followed the small piece of paper floating in the air.

Chen Beibei, Xia Mu, He Mao Anping and Zhiguang also followed closely behind.

Make something.

Go back to their masters, such Yin-Yang Techniques actually appeared many times in ancient times.

Sanye Ji deserves to use such Yin-Yang Technique. After all, she inherited the authentic He Maoliu Yin-Yang Technique, which must contain many spells that have never been seen in the world.

A small piece of paper floated across the southernmost city gate of Zhuque Avenue, but it did not stop.

Instead, continue to float forward.

"It seems that its owner is not on Xiaotulu Island."

Monk Zhiguang looked at the small piece of paper floating past the city gate and said with some concern.

after all.

The waters outside Xiaotulu Island are very unfamiliar to them.

Moreover, after leaving Xiaotulu Island.

For them, there will also be many danger factors.

"Well, what should I do now? Do I need to continue chasing?"

Chen Beibei asked.

After leaving Xiaotulu Island, small pieces of paper have already floated over the sea.

If you want to continue chasing, you must use the boat.

"Chasing."

He Mao Anping replied.

Perhaps Kamo Anhei wanted to know who sent Shikigami to eavesdrop on them, so he answered like this.

"Young Master, tomorrow is the day when the Hemao clan leaves Xiaotulu Island. Now, if you are tracking such a thing, will it be too risky to be... "

Monk Zhiguang looked at He Mao Anping and said to him.

At this time, if there is any accident in them, then plan for so long.

It will undoubtedly be delayed.

"Master Zhiguang, then what do you think we should do?"

He Mao Anping looked at Monk Zhiguang and asked him.

At this time, He Mao Anping had also realized that this approach seemed to be impulsive.

"If you have to chase me, then let me go and take a look alone."

Monk Zhiguang said.

When Monk Zhiguang was speaking, he did not stop and in a blink of an eye he had already walked onto a small boat.

"Mr. Zhiguang, let me go with you."

Miye Ji said.

He has always respected Monk Zhiguang, Sanye Ji, or He Mao Anping.

After all, Monk Zhiguang is older than them in age.

And the Buddhism is profound.

"Miss Sanye Ji, you and the young master go back and wait for my news.

I'm just enough."

Monk Zhiguang looked at Sanye Ji and said slowly.

As soon as Monk Zhiguang finished speaking, he used a pole to push the boat away from the shore.

Boat in the sea with turbulent waves.

Rise, fall.

Going farther and farther...

...

After Monk Zhiguang went to chase the small piece of paper, Chen Beibei, Xia Mu and others returned to the small pavilion by the lake with He Mao Anping and others.

After dusk.

The sky gradually became darker, and some summer insects began to scream in the invisible places in the grass.

Noisy.

The surrounding environment is quieter.

No one spoke.

after all.

Everyone present knew Monk Zhiguang. Now Monk Zhiguang went to the boundless sea alone to find some Onmyoji who knew nothing about them.

They are somewhat worried.

"Will Monk Zhiguang return safely?"

This kind of thought has been thought in everyone's mind, but no one has said it.

after all.

This would be too unlucky.

"By the way, young master, I still have something to worry about now."

Chen Beibei looked at He Mao Anping and said to him.

"What's the matter?"

He Mao Anping asked.

"The people of your Hemao clan seem to be good at divination in the circulating of people. I wonder if this is the case?"

Chen Beibei looked at He Mao Anping and said slowly.
To be continued...