The candlelight sways slightly.

The fire as big as a bean cannot illuminate the Buddhist temple. The threshold is still dark, and even the appearance of the Buddha statue cannot be seen clearly.

A small altar with two plates of fruit covered with incense ash on it.

The face of the Buddha statue is hidden in the darkness. The knees of the stone statue are shiny because of the age of time. On the wooden stand next to the altar, dozens of tablets are neatly placed, and the shadows cast on the walls are stretched out. There is no sense of solemnity, but instead it looks gloomy and mysterious.

Because there is no one in the Buddhist temple, the futon is empty.

——Who lit the candle? Where are people going now?

The temple door was open, and two of the three incense sticks inserted in the incense burner were broken, leaving only the middle one slowly rising white smoke.

This is the cemetery, and the gloomy layout is enough to scare away passers-by.

"Pretending to be a ghost." Meng Qi sneered.

Playing the "empty city plan" in front of a man who commands more than 100,000 troops is simply showing off his skills.

It seems that there is no one in the Buddhist temple, but it does not mean there is no mechanism.

Moreover, people can hide behind the Buddha statue, people can stand in the dead corner behind the door, and there are also dark beams.

This is the last trap of Piaoping Pavilion to prevent anyone from actually following here. Because there is not a killer who needs to come back, Piaoping Pavilion is ready to respond when he comes back first.

Unfortunately, these tricks are useless in front of Meng Qi.

——His eyes couldn’t penetrate the stone-carved Buddha statues, and the same was true for the walls, but the beams were different.

In fact, the method of lighting a candle in Piaoping Pavilion is very clever: in a dark place, the eyesight of the masters in the martial arts world may be able to identify a faint shadow. With the candle, the eyesight will be affected by the light and are uncontrollably attracted by the light source. The light is so dim that the places where the light cannot be shining darker.

The darkness is like a huge mouth that wants to devour people.

Meng Qi clearly saw the person on the beam of the house yawning.

Relying on the convenience of geographical advantages (the unscrupulous enemies cannot see him, and their own people cannot see him), this man squatted for a while and then leaned against the main beam and fell asleep.

In order to keep the mystery, what is the use of Piaoping Pavilion doing everything? When it is implemented, it depends on people. People do not distinguish between high and low, but people's brains are divided. There are killers who snatch a ox cart and drill a fox hole to expose their own killers, and then there are ambush responders who are perfunctory and even dozing off. How can the secrets of the killer organization be maintained?

I thought that the Chu Dynasty was prosperous and powerful, and there were not many capable ministers and wise men. The national policy was still not implemented, and it was impossible to maintain it continuously after implementation. Something happened every now and then. Governing the country was like a pot maker, and the filling of everything was not stopped all day long. Can a killer organization in Piaoping Pavilion control everyone under his command?

Oh.

Meng Qi laughed secretly, then lost his mood.

I should hurry up and finish the matter here and meet the doctor.

The candle in the Buddhist temple suddenly seemed to be blown by the wind and shook.

In an instant, the people who were ambushing picked up their weapons and poked out half of their bodies. However, none of the mechanisms in the Buddhist temple were touched, which made them look at each other. At this time, the people on the beam of the room bent down to check, and for a while couldn't help but shout: "You are so irritable, what's wrong?"

When they saw a lamp lit in the Buddhist temple and were quiet around, they relaxed and walked into the Buddhist temple along the stone road.

Meng Qi noticed that when they left, they stepped repeatedly, and knew that this was the mechanism.

"What's wrong with you? How did you come in?" The butcher ghost who pretended to be a monk stood up and asked in dissatisfaction.

"It's out, something happened."

The two killers looked like earth, one of them said anxiously: "I encountered a hard point and the leader was entangled. I don't know how it is now."

"What?"

The four people lying in the Buddhist temple all appeared together, looking shocked.

They know how high the swordsman's martial arts are.

If his martial arts are average, how could he be able to suppress these fierce people?

"Who is targeting Sijia rice shop..."

"Ma Laojiu!" The head-slaughter ghost shouted in a low voice, and said with an angry face, "Is this something that can be said outside? You are becoming more and more useless. If your master knows, we will all die."

The pockmarked face on the beam of the room curled his lips and argued: "Would you be afraid of death when you are talking about the master outside?"

"you!"

"Okay, okay, I'll say less."

Others hurried over to smooth things over.

The two killers who had just returned calmed down and asked, "Where is Ajia? He should be taking the right path. He didn't say anything when he came back?"

"According to the rules, he went directly to the 'house'. In order to prevent the tracking, the first kite that came back was not allowed to contact him." The head-slaughter ghost scratched his bald head and asked in a rough voice, "What kind of hard ideas did you encounter? You are so panicked? Could it be the guys from Fengxing Pavilion again?"

"The people from Fengxing Pavilion did see it, but this time it was not for them." The killer looked bitter, stretched out three fingers, and emphasized heavily, "Suddenly, three top-notch masters emerged, each of them were similar to the leader, and it sounded scary."

"How do you know that each of them is similar to the leader and has been attacked?" Ma Laojiu asked quickly.

"I'm chasing the leader, right in the west mountain. The leader ran in front of us for a long time without getting rid of the three people behind? Think about it."

“…”

Everyone was shocked, and the dim candlelight shone on the bloodless faces.

"This is impossible. There are people in the world who have higher martial arts skills than the leader, and there are people who are similar to him. Can we count one and count ten fingers? The master will not say that the ancestor Qingwu died, and the rest are the abbot of Hengchang Temple, the head of Tianshan Sect, and the bad-minded Ning Changyuan. Do you mean the leader of the two major sects in the world, and Ning Changyuan, the world's number one swordsman, blocked the leader?"

After Ma Laojiu finished speaking, everyone nodded.

The killer continued with a bitter face: "There is indeed an old monk who is dressed very badly. As for whether he is a bald donkey from Hengchang Temple, I can't say it well. However, the other two people should not look very old. They are too skilled in light skills and they pass by in a flash. Only the shadow of their clothes can be seen. One of them may... be a woman."

"oh?"

The head-slaughter ghost is obviously proficient in the storytelling of the world. He desperately recalled the masters in the world, and finally said: "Among the masters with unknown whereabouts, the most mysterious one is the bamboo swordsman. The leader had also been interested in this man's swordsman. But he didn't hear that this man was a woman. Some people said that he went to the court to be an official. You didn't see the face, how can you tell that he was a woman?"

"She's wearing pink clothes!"

Meng Qi outside the window: "..."
Chapter completed!