At night, Xu Zheng.
The little girl Hongzao was already snoring and lying on the table outside.
The little girl is already used to serving others, even when she was with Liangchun. She had a hard time begging for food when she was a child. For her, now she is satisfied with having a place to live and three meals a day. The world and earth formed by wandering around in time are no longer willing to change.
No matter it is Ye Xie You's repeated demands now, or Liang Chun Xiaozhi's emotion and reason combined with the threat of force, this little girl is still so stubborn and unshakable, waiting outside.
It's just that this little girl's ability to fall asleep seems to make no difference whether she's outside or not.
On the third day of the night, he gently covered Hong Zao with a brocade quilt.
After being away from Liangchun for more than half a year, this little girl has been very nervous, doing her duties conscientiously. It is hard to imagine that she, who is only twelve or thirteen years old, is as reasonable and considerate as those adults.
But for Hong Zao, she had no one to rely on for the first seven or eight years. She couldn't sleep well, so she was chased here and there. Later, she lived a down-to-earth life with the eldest lady. But in the past six months, being ordered to come and be replaced has become a frightening day again. Now that I have met a hero that even my eldest daughter admires, how can I not sleep peacefully?
"Are you asleep now?" Ye Xiayou asked his younger brother who had entered the room, jokingly, "Didn't you say you would stay outside?"
In response to her sister's "bad taste" of teasing people, Ye Sangen rolled her eyes as a reply, blew out the candles, and said, "You rest first, I'll go out for a while."
Even if Ye San didn't even say what he was going out for, Ye Xia You could still guess almost exactly what he was doing.
Obviously, he was going to take action.
It was early in the month of Xu, and the full moon was already rising above the willow branches. There was no wind, and it was dry and cold.
A few people walked out of the small courtyard, a backyard composed of several courtyards. Because of what happened at noon, the patrols in the village were obviously strict, and there were a few more guards. Ye San was even more worried that the sound of opening the door would attract patrolling pawns, so he chose the safest way, climbing over the wall.
Fortunately, the courtyard was connected to the courtyard, skipping several other courtyards with different styles one after another, and went all the way to the big house in the middle of the night. There were also guards at the door. Four soldiers were squatting or standing, chatting.
In the middle of the night, I could hear those people muttering from far away. They were just complaining about the assassin who made them stay here all night and not be able to sleep.
Little did they know that the object of their complaints was on the high wall behind them.
Like a civet cat lying on the wall, looking far into the distance on the third night of the night. In the dark night, the vision is already blurred. I can only see a few shadowy figures between the three-story building and the pavilion, and no lanterns are lit. If it weren't for the third night of the night, My eyesight is far beyond normal, and I'm afraid I won't be able to see these people.
I think I was worried about being seen by others, so it could have a surprising effect when someone came.
There is a light on in a room on the right side of the second floor of the pavilion. With this weak light, you can see that there is no guard at the door. From this, you can also conclude that this is a plan to trick people into taking the bait.
I didn't dare to ask Da Da on the third day of the night, so I couldn't go there directly. Ye Sangen believed that due to Noon's exposure, the guards in this courtyard would definitely not be as simple as four people and a few figures at the door. Who knows how many people were hiding in this strangely laid out corridor.
Next to the courtyard is a Yandi-style house with two entrances. I had noticed it when I first arrived at midnight, and it was separated from the courtyard by a wall. Ye San didn't want to alert the enemy, so he quietly retreated to the two-entry house.
There must be no one living in the house upon entering, and the high wall makes it even darker. Fortunately, I stayed in Yandi for a while before midnight. At that time, I was also curious about the layout of this building, so I visited it many times. Watching it, it really comes in handy now.
Based on the vague layout that I had seen before, I walked through the low wall at the second entrance. In the middle of the night, I stepped directly on the wall to surround the top of the verandah. I walked forward at a waist, but when I passed the side room on one side, I felt an almost sudden shock.
This is a feeling produced by many years of martial arts practice. It is different from the hearing, vision, smell and touch that are beyond ordinary people, but a kind of spiritual feeling that is inexplicable but real.
Just like praying to God and worshiping Buddha sincerely, no one can see it, but it still exists.
For example, now, Ye San was even more trembling with hairs standing on end. He could feel that there were people around him looking at him.
He stopped in the middle of the night and quickly glanced around. It was obvious that in such a pitch-black night and such a dim environment, it was easy to hide in the surrounding houses or trees. Even with his amazing eyesight, he could not see anything.
This feeling of being like fish on the chopping block is really uncomfortable.
With energy flowing through his body, Ye San didn't want to waste too much time. He ignored the uncomfortable feeling and continued to move forward. However, this time, no matter how straight and zigzag the route was, the speed was obviously higher than before. Much faster.
It was still unclear whether he was a friend or an enemy, so he had to prepare for the worst and be prepared for a sneak attack by that person in the dark that would make his heart tremble.
At least it's fast. Even if the opponent intends to take action, he can't figure out his body shape, which can minimize the damage he suffers.
With one kick, the roof tiles were broken into several pieces, but not a single sound was made in such a quiet night, which shows the exquisite and mysterious force control in the middle of the night.
After just a few jumps, he jumped on the penthouse in the middle of the night. Like a big bird soaring in the night sky, he jumped straight down from the house. He had just made a plan and took a detour from the back of the house to the large yard over there, which happened to be the back wall of the three-story pavilion. The distance between it and the cliff was less than two feet, which was enough for one person to climb. In this way, it can somewhat block the person hiding in the darkness.
There are many gravels between the cliff and the house, which also affects the progress. About half an hour later, at midnight, I carefully and silently arrived at the back of the three-story pavilion. I used the cliff wall to easily climb up the eaves, and then went up to the third floor, making sure that no one would escape and enter.
The third floor is a large platform with ventilation on all sides, with tables and chairs in the middle. It must be used to enjoy the cool air in summer.
I arrived at the stairwell at midnight and carefully listened for any movement on the second floor before going downstairs.
On the second floor, there was only one room in the corner with a light on. Next to the room that had been destroyed at noon, I crept over in the middle of the night and very expertly poked the window paper. But before I could get closer to take a look, I heard a woman's voice coming from behind me. .
"Who are you looking for?"
In such a quiet night, in such a tense situation, without looking back at midnight, I threw out a stone I picked up under the cliff. Just now, I was worried that something unexpected would happen, so I picked up a few stones on a whim just in case. Yes, but I never expected to actually use it.
This skill of searching for sounds, identifying positions, and throwing hidden weapons is also learned. It comes from the same sect as the light kung fu just performed in the second courtyard next to it. It is the most mysterious secret book of cultivation of the Tang Sect in Sichuan in the world.
The Tang Sect is a family-style killer organization, and its business is to use people's money to eliminate disasters. The reason why I say mysterious is because his behavior is extremely strange. No one, including his employer, has ever seen anyone in the Tang Sect.
It was nightfall when I was young, but it took a lot of effort to find him and get these two cultivation secrets.
An extremely light skill that is said to be able to shrink the ground to an inch if practiced to the extreme, Zhufengbu.
A hidden weapon technique unique to the Tang Sect, with the finger of a star, you can reach the state of transformation and pick flowers and flying leaves to hurt people.
It's just that Ye San doesn't despise the villain's tricks like concealed weapons, and he only practiced a few hands slightly at first. Although this method of listening to the sound to identify the position and striking out to hurt people seems to be amazing, it is only at the average level of picking the moon finger.
Ye San even more clearly remembered that his father, who was drunk all day long, once said that the Tang Sect in the middle of Sichuan and the Yidao Tomb were both in Bashu, and friction was inevitable. Many years ago, the head of the Tang Sect used his moon-picking finger to hit thirty-six A steel nail quenched with poison instantly injured several elders and many disciples in the tomb, which shows the mystery and superbness of his technique.
In the middle of the night, the stones he threw with his backhand without looking back were like eyes with eyes that directly hit the people who came to him between the eyebrows. This test requires the heart to follow the movement of the ears and the unity of heart and hand. This move can also delay the opponent and create time for him to escape.
The person who came was the mysterious woman pretending to be Liangsha. She still looked like Liangsha, but her voice was soft and waxy, which was really nondescript.
Fake Liangsha worked hard all afternoon and deliberately led the suspicion to the late at night. Unexpectedly, the person Duan Tiexin sent was fooled back by a blind woman with just a few words. The fake Liangsha, who was secretly angry in his heart, let the scheming Xia Ao go, but Xia Ao was frightened out of his mind by the fake Liangsha's murder without hesitation, and refused to agree, so he ran back to his room long ago.
Fake Liangsha also knew in his heart that if the eavesdropper heard what he said, he would definitely come back again, so he was extra careful this afternoon. Although Duan Tiexin also sent more people to look after him, Fake Liangsha felt that these soldiers were of no use to eavesdropping openly under his nose.
So she was waiting, waiting for that person to come back, so that she could catch the turtle in the jar.
But what she didn't expect was that the other party's attack would be so off guard. She has been in the world of Dazhou for many years and is well-informed. Although she couldn't see the inner secrets, she could see it immediately. The power of it, especially the low whistle caused by the sound of breaking through the air, is enough to illustrate the strength.
The fake Liangsha quickly turned sideways and barely managed to avoid it, and he could even see the trajectory passing by in front of his eyes. But before she could react, the wind blew again and a second stone struck.
Fake Liangsha was really shocked this time. From the corner of his eye, the opponent didn't even look back, and he was able to shoot at him twice. It was understandable the first time that identifying the location by listening to the sound was a common skill for people who practiced martial arts all year round, but who would have thought that being able to determine the location of the second one immediately after it was really miraculous.
Fake Liangsha bent down hard, and the second one flew past with a "swish" sound close to the tip of his nose, bringing with it a trail of blood.
If it had been slower than the blink of an eye, it would have cost me my life!
Fake Liangsha stabilized his body and looked again. He saw that the opponent had already raised his sleeves to cover his mouth and nose and returned the same way. After a few ups and downs, he climbed to the third floor. The speed surprised Fake Liangsha again.
But it was just such a face-to-face meeting. Although he didn't see the other person's face, the fake Liangsha had already determined the identity of this person from his back.
Fake Liangsha secretly laughed in his heart, coughed slightly, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "There is an assassin! Catch the assassin!"
The originally quiet night suddenly exploded, with noises and noises everywhere. Torches were instantly lit in the yard, and a group of people came up to the building again.
Standing on the edge of the third floor, Ye Sange looked down. There must be at least thirty people in the courtyard. They were squeezing into the building. When they heard the "thump thump thump" sound of people stepping on the stairs upstairs, there should be about a dozen. .
Ye San was glad that he didn't run down, otherwise he would have been caught.
He pulled off a corner of his clothes to cover his face, and scattered his hair. At this time, several soldiers from the village had already rushed up, holding steel knives on fire and looking menacingly.
Fake Liangsha covered his nose and mingled among them, but he hid at the end, pointed here, and shouted hysterically, "Catch him! Catch him quickly! Did he instigate my second uncle to kill my father? Catch him and hand him over." To the Presbyterians! Quick!”
In the middle of the night, he took a few steps forward and wanted to speak but gave up. He did not have the ability to change his voice at will. He could only give a thumbs up to the fake building, then turned around, took a few steps to run, and jumped up from the ground. The guardrail rose and fell a few more steps to the left or right on the eaves, and then he kicked hard, crushing a few bricks and tiles, and flew out of the pavilion.
This time there was firelight, and it really looked like a big bird flying into the sky.
