Chapter 130: Repeating the old tune Even in the remote suburbs of Huansha City, it would not take long to gather the police. It's not that Yin Guihong really can't beat those people, but it's not a good thing to cause trouble in such a big city and leave a criminal record. He must conceal his whereabouts and act covertly.
Everything is going smooth.
It should be said that Yin Guihong could be considered lucky until he started taking action.
There are always people coming in and out of the inn, whether they are travelers staying overnight or setting off on their journey, or waiters, cooks, etc. who wake up early and stay late. He didn't want to take the chance that anyone's possible screams would derail the plan. Yin Guihong didn't want to gamble, so he lurked on the roof before the cock crow. Not knowing his target, he almost decided to leave before the Flower Festival.
The sky was getting brighter, and there was gradually more movement in the hotel below. The children's noise, the couple's quarrels, the waiter's shouting... these have nothing to do with him. They only mean that people are waking up, reminding him to keep an eye on the door and not to miss the moment when the target group leaves. The streets and alleys were blooming with spring flowers, and the scenery was not in his eyes, but the numerous fragrances might temporarily confuse the fox demon and cat spirit, and not teach them to pay attention to the scent of the acquaintance they had met once.
And indeed it is. No one noticed the eyes staring silently above their heads. Under his watch, the four people merged into the crowd until they were obscured by the scattered flower-leaf houses. After the owner left, the street next to their house was also quiet, and there were no people about to step into it at the intersections on the left and right. He watched helplessly as the four people went out together and walked towards the distance to enjoy the flowers. An onmyoji, a monster, a strange man with extraordinary hearing, and a musician with a cat spirit... Even if they operate at night, it is too ostentatious for them. Therefore, the best time to act is to wait until everyone, including many other travelers, has left.
The timing is right.
Yin Guihong turned down gently and deftly. The hem of his clothes brought up the airflow and stirred up some dust. But other than that, not even the tip of the knife touched the eaves. Occasionally, he took advantage of the brick window lattice along the way, avoiding all other windows, and went straight to the one he had spotted long ago. It's so easy. These people haven't thought of placing any restrictions on their temporary rooms... If he succeeds this time, I wonder if he can make them develop such a good habit.
There is a faint smell in the house. Although he hadn't raised his eyes to look, Yin Guihong was convinced by this little bit of powder almost as soon as he landed on the floor that this was the compartment where the girl Xieyuejun mentioned lived - the two girls must have lived together. He was not mistaken, he did not enter the house of Onmyoji and Youkai by mistake.
In other words, as long as the information is correct, Wangui Zhi is here.
He didn't expect such an important thing to be left carelessly, so out of caution, he quickly rummaged through the few drawers and corners in the house. Then he went straight to pick up the bundle he had seen in his search.
As soon as he took it, Yin Guihong frowned slightly. There are a lot of bits and pieces in the baggage, and you can feel the shock of their collision when you pick it up. When he opened it, he saw all kinds of trivial things. Most of the piled clothes were made of good materials. Unfortunately, he was not a gentleman. Compared with the purpose of this trip, the rest was just like garbage. However, the trash effectively obscured the object he was looking for.
This kind of chaos means that if he takes only one thing, it may not be discovered immediately, leaving time for subsequent actions. But it also means that he has to spend some time to find the one he needs.
Fortunately, this city is full of bustling and festive atmosphere, and there are enough fascinating things, so those few people will not come back at least for a short time.
Yin Guihong had not paid attention to fancy little festivals like the Huachao Festival for many years after living in the mountains with the old hunter. But on this day, at least for the moment, he felt a genuine fondness for it.
Unfortunately, he soon began to hate this day.
The howling wind blew past their ears, messing up Han Sheng and Long Miao's hair. This level of running didn't make them tired, but it was really stressful. Today was a beautiful and sunny day, but accidents never happened at the right time, forcing them to enter a tense and fast pace on a calm day.
The two of them were worried for a moment at first, fearing that the thief would get into the crowd. If he was a desperado who would wander around in the market and make things worse, it would be very difficult. Fortunately, this person just kept running away, and even the route was in a direction away from the crowd. This is exactly what they wanted.
As two chased and one fled at high speed, the surrounding buildings quickly became sparse, and the eyes widened. There were no longer the lively people celebrating the festival in the city, only the spring flowers blooming happily. Some of the unlucky ones have been trampled into the beautiful spring mud along the way by the three people who have no mercy for their beauty.
They no longer have any scruples.
Han Zhang and Long Miao looked at each other and shook their chins at the back not far away. The latter nodded quickly. The two almost immediately raised their hands, and a blurry and hot airflow distorted their vision, sucking in some white feathers like broken snow, and swallowed them up in an instant. The latter's momentum continued unabated and kept pace with it, hitting the man in the back.
The man in front rolled sideways, dodging two menacing attacks. He still had time to draw his sword to scatter the scattered feathers, and then turned around to face the pursuers behind him. Han Zhang raised his eyebrows. This was not a killing move, but the opponent's skill proved that he was no ordinary little thief.
What he stole was Ye Lingyu's... If there was anything in it that could attract unusual thieves, Han Shangyang not only knew it right away, but also knew two things: Agate Xun, Wangui Zhi, no matter which one was targeted, Just the exposure of Ye Lingyu's identity as the holder would be a huge problem.
As soon as this thought flashed, they were approaching quickly. The people being chased probably knew very well that they would not be able to escape at this time, so they went straight towards them. The green, white and cold blade bites like a giant beast, piercing the warm air. Naturally, the two of them would not be injured so easily, and their bodies quickly staggered apart in a flash. There was a brief pause between the two parties, but Han Changlong Miao involuntarily raised his eyebrows and let out a low voice.
"You were before——"
"Jin Mieya?"
Whether it was the identity of the suspicious Yin family member who appeared in the dyeing workshop or the ominous weapon in his hand, both of them were alert. Long Miao subconsciously broke the name of the scimitar, and then sneered, followed up on Han Sheng's words, and asked Yin Guihong sarcastically:
"The Yin family?"
"..."
Yin Guihong didn't say anything. He wasn't lying on this point, but was there any need to argue? There is no point in saying anything at this moment. If you want to escape, you can only speak with the weapon in your hand to temporarily drive back the pursuers.
"Be careful with his sword," Long Miao watched Yin Guihong's movements closely. Before he could attack, he briefly told Han Zhang, "It's very poisonous, don't take risks."
Han Shan clicked his tongue. It was another troublesome weapon, but he still remembered the strange knife in Feng's hand, which left an unforgettable mark on him. None of those six swords is fuel-efficient.
Perhaps because of this scruple, they were not able to solve the problem as quickly as they initially thought. They never wanted the other party to have a chance to escape, and pressed hard with all their moves, denying him any chance to breathe or escape. Under such a violent offensive, Yin Guihong did not dare to take it lightly and expose his back to any opponent. Therefore, he could not fight and flee at the same time, and had to keep turning around.
Although the terrain is open, the fighting has been limited to a certain area. The demonic power and the shadow of the knife competed to bloom, replacing the blooming flowers and strangling them dangerously. The ground was no longer as vibrant as before. The staggered steps of the three parties ran over the flowers and plants, trampling them to pieces. More than that, any evil spirit or sword wind blowing by will be the disaster of Chunhua's demise. Long Miao's moves were sharp, Han Zhang's demon power was scorching, and Gui Hong's sword energy was sinister. All attacks that failed to injure the opponent only caused serious damage to the surrounding plants, and the roots and soil were stirred to pieces. The beautiful scenery was torn apart, leaving a place withered and broken.
Slowly, in addition to Yin Guihong and the flowers and plants everywhere who were under attack, Han Zhang and Long Miao who launched the offensive also felt troubled. The two masters, who are stronger than fighting alone, are not only unfamiliar with each other, but they are also not good at fighting together with others. They had already exhausted their efforts to avoid the poisonous knife in Yin Guihong's hand, but during the battle they gradually realized that collisions with their companions were inevitable, and they had to work hard to avoid each other.
What's more important is their magic skills as monsters. Originally, both were good at overwhelming and swift offensives. In order to avoid accidentally injuring his companions, Long Miao had no choice but to limit the range of his attacks, unable to block his opponents with dense and sharp feather blades. Han Zhang even complained secretly. His moves were far harder to control than Long Miao's. Even if he was injured by Long Miao, a few hits would not cause serious harm. However, if Foxfire's powerful power affects its companions, it may cause uncontrollable damage.
He had to realize a problem that he had not noticed before: when he and Xie Zhe fought against the enemy together, he had been accommodated a lot, leaving room for "chaos". After all, fire doesn't have eyes. If you don't want to be hurt by him and don't want him to fall into the situation of accidentally hurting his companions, Xie Zhe must restrain his performance.
At that time, Xie Zhe probably did not fully demonstrate his strength. But now, it was others who couldn't let go - Long Miao and himself. The problems caused by such deficiencies in coordination are not limited to the authorities. It is hard to imagine that Yin Guihong would be able to withstand the attacks of two strong opponents by himself for such a reason and deal with them for such a long time.
Even if he didn't expect the situation in another place at this moment, Xie Ze, as a friend, would still feel anxious. Although Longmiao and Hanshang were good players, and Miyin also had the ability to protect himself, but this girl Ye Lingquan also chased after him, he couldn't help but be anxious.
"Don't be anxious. I trust the strength of Long Miao and your friend. They can solve this matter." Mao Yuejun gently patted Xie Zhe's arm, "Just follow me and walk over together."
Xie Zhe had no choice but to wish he could spread his wings and catch up, so he had no choice but to follow Mao Yuejun's pace at a leisurely pace. He didn't understand why Lord Uoyue was so calm despite the urgent situation. Even if she had her own reasons, Xie Zhe's own worries were real.
Lord Uoyue is naturally not wasting time for no reason. She knew in her heart that Wan Gui will be on them, so she thought it was for the right reason. Lord Gaoyue would not let go of this collection that originally resided in the Death Shadow Pavilion, but there was one person whose power made her fearful. After thinking about it for a moment, I understood who had left it in the hands of these people.
"Have you ever met Kanna-kun?"
