Jing Yue went out through Sister Saint's back door.
Although that person has been following him, there is only one person after all, and it is obvious that that person does not pay much attention to him.
This lack of attention gave Jing Yue some room for imagination.
He did not return to his residence, but went into the small woods where he often went with the Saint Sister.
In the small courtyard with a rotten water tank at the entrance, Jing Yue carefully wrapped himself in his "plate armor" and hung the wooden box he needed for sneaking around his waist, which contained clothes and robes made of various colors.
Of course, he wore a black outfit on top.
Because it's getting dark.
Finally, Jing Yue put the ruler sword on his back, then took the Jiao Yu spear and wrapped it in black cloth.
Except that there is no bamboo hat at the beginning, there is no difference from when I went to Wuyi Lane to save people.
After that, he sat there, carefully eating the pastries he had just picked up from Sister Saint's residence.
Because I was preoccupied with something, the sweet mung bean cake lost its flavor for a while.
But Jing Yue ate very carefully, because he knew very well that he would need a lot of energy next.
By the time he washed his face in the yard and drank some water, it was completely dark.
Jing Yue, who was wearing a black outfit, was like a ghost, walking towards the tea mountain.
Relying on the skill of sneaking, Jing Yue clung to the cliff like a gecko, passed through the canyon from above, and returned to the tea mountain area.
Tea Mountain is not silent tonight, every room is lit with lights.
There are occasional walking figures and voices in the light.
Taking advantage of the night, Jing Yue ran up the familiar medicinal field.
He had roughly counted them during the day. There were about seventy people here, and they were not weak in strength.
The tea mountain is quite big. Although seventy people are quite a lot, they are not densely packed here.
After staying here for so long, Jing Yue was very familiar with every plant and tree here, so he easily found the gap and passed through.
In the end, he lurked in the bamboo forest outside the cave, covered with a layer of dark blue cloth, motionless, even breathing very lightly, like a lifeless stone.
And in his hand, there was a hairpin-like key.
This key was originally placed in a bamboo body in this bamboo forest.
This is the master's habit. It is very similar to the bottom of the flower pot where adults put keys when they were children in previous lives, but it is more secretive.
There are not even eight hundred but a thousand bamboos in this bamboo forest.
The cave was very quiet, with only a faint glow of fire coming out, and no one in sight.
After a while, Jing Yue, who was as motionless as a stone, stood up
As midnight approaches, even the energetic monks instinctively feel a little tired.
The man surnamed Zuo with a green scarf on his head sat there, his eyes that had always looked sinister and violent became a little dim.
He didn't dare to neglect what the master told him, but because he didn't find the key, he had to slow down on the problem that he thought could be solved immediately.
The formation master who came with him was not very skilled and could not break the formation for a while, so he had no choice but to find someone to come over.
This made Senior Brother Zuo a little impatient.
In fact, Senior Brother Zuo looks violent, but in fact he is on a vicious path. He is rarely impatient, and even occasionally plays with his enemies like a cat and mouse.
The reason why it was difficult for him to control his temper this time was that he felt pressure.
The unjust act of occupying a magpie's nest and snatching the inheritance of the elders in the church who were still dead would not put much pressure on him.
He is just a dead man with no foundation. There is only one medicine boy in the whole mountain. Apart from living as long as a tortoise, this kind of person has nothing to be afraid of.
His pressure was given by his master, and he understood where his master's pressure came from.
There are many things that are all mentioned above, but the characters on the cloud will not take action personally unless absolutely necessary.
But once you don't do things well, he will "gentlely" rain down thunder.
The man surnamed Zuo admires such a person very much and hopes that one day he can become such a person who can turn his hands into clouds and turn his hands into rain.
Just when he was thinking about this with a sinister expression, his wind-catching ears suddenly moved, his expression changed drastically, and he rushed to the side.
There were multiple wind tunnels in the air. Thunder seemed to pass through the tunnel, and the air around it was distorted.
The reaction of the man named Zuo was already extremely fast, but the black stream of light was even faster, like black thunder.
There was a muffled sound, and a blood-stained spear penetrated straight through his right thigh as he flew up. The bones and flesh were shattered to pieces.
The gun kept buzzing, and the man named Zuo screamed, his whole body trembling.
With a swish sound, the two fellow students guarding the front of the man named Zuo shook their bodies, tilted back involuntarily, and fell to the ground abruptly, with a clear line of blood on their necks.
Behind the corpse was a black figure holding a ruler and sword. In the eyes of the man named Zuo, he looked like a ghost.
Senior Brother Zuo's pupils shrank rapidly, enduring the severe pain, screaming and trying to run away. However, the next moment, the dark gun body trembled, and the figure came to him like lightning.
The man surnamed Zuo instinctively slapped a palm, and the true energy in his body poured out like a flood from a broken embankment, and the air in front became distorted.
As a result, there was only a swish sound, and blood flew into a fan shape.
The palm he slapped suddenly changed direction, flew sideways, hit the ground and scurried around.
The ruler sword accurately and cruelly cut off his left hand.
Then, he saw those bright eyes exposed.
With a bang, the man surnamed Zuo had no time to react before he was kicked in the midsection. He flew out like a torn sack and hit the wall of the door filled with clear light behind him.
There was only a crunching sound, and a series of holes were opened in his entire body by the formation in an instant, and blood splashed like rain.
From here, he looks like a firecracker being lit.
Don't touch this door lightly, Master will not deceive me.
Jing Yue looked at the man surnamed Zuo who was covered in explosions, pulled up his hair, and said coldly: "You told me to get out during the day, but do you know that it's you who should get out?"
At this moment, Senior Brother Zuo knew who the person in front of him was.
Before he could speak, Jing Yue had already grabbed his head and pressed it against the door wall.
The diffuse clear light suddenly pierced out like an awl, piercing his head several times. Blood flowers were like blooming plum blossoms, dyeing the stone door red.
With a click, the body of the man surnamed Zuo fell to the ground with holes all over his face. His eyes were wide open, as if he couldn't believe it before he died. He was being insulted so casually in the daytime. The drug boy was killed.
Jing Yue raised his foot and kicked his body far away, saying, "I really fucking overestimated you."
He thought that his opponent was strong, so the first shot he threw was the "Destroying Word Technique". He didn't expect that he could not help but hit him.
As the hairpin-like key was inserted into the hole, the blood-stained stone door rumbled open.
People from the nearby Tianxuan Courtyard heard the noise and quickly sounded a warning sound.
Outside the cave, the sound of ragged clothes could be heard.
In the blink of an eye, several figures rushed in, and at this moment, Jing Yue was already standing inside the door in a black robe, and the blood-stained stone door began to close again.
The fastest woman shouted "Stay!", and while throwing out a flying needle, her body flew past, trying to get through the door.
As a result, the moment she passed through the stone door, her body suddenly trembled and she took two steps back.
When her fellow disciples arrived, they only saw a bloody hole between her eyebrows. Then her body went limp and she fell to the ground dead.
Rumble.
The stone door shook off countless dust, and Jing Yue returned to the familiar room, leaving only a pair of slightly scary eyes for the people outside.
He pulled off his mask and couldn't help coughing violently.
The noise outside the door became louder and louder, and from time to time there was the sound of explosions, which shook the entire cave.
This place can't last much longer.
He couldn't help but look at the extremely familiar jade bed, embedded in the cave wall, exuding a gentle shimmer.
That was the fruit of Master's life, and it was also the place that could change his life.
It's a pity that it can't be saved.
Jing Yue took a deep breath, strode forward, picked up Jiao Yu and smashed him over.
With a bang, the jade bed, which already had gaps inside, was suddenly hit hard and burst open, like a blooming ice flower.
"Fuck your mother!"
"Fuck your mother!"
Jing Yue picked up the spear and struck it on the jade bed with red eyes.
"It's not yours, but you want to steal it!"
The roaring gun shadow fell, and the entire jade bed exploded into flowers like broken porcelain.
The flying jade fragments cut Jing Yue's face, and he was unconscious for a moment.
At this moment, there was only endless unwillingness and anger in his heart!
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