With Zhao Zilin, a direct descendant of the Zhao family, leading the way, they would naturally not be stupid enough to attack the Zhao family mansion head-on, facing Zhao Sangang who was well prepared.
Miss Zhao led them into a small alley not far from the mansion.
At the end of the alley is an abandoned house that looks like it has been abandoned for a long time. Not only are weeds growing there, but there are also spider webs everywhere, which makes Zhao Zilin, who always loves cleanliness, frown.
They pushed aside the cobwebs on the door of the house, walked through several dilapidated buildings, and finally came to a dry well.
"There is a passage in the well that can lead directly to the core of the mansion..." Zhao Zilin pointed to the mouth of the well and said.
As a family with a long heritage, this kind of secret passage for emergency escape is naturally indispensable.
Although it may not be used for decades or hundreds of years after repairing it, as long as it can be used once, it is definitely worth the money.
After all, you only have one life.
"Miss, will Zhao San be on guard against this secret passage?" Zhao Zhong suddenly asked.
"Unless my father will tell him." Zhao Zilin was obviously very confident in this matter.
The secret retreat path is the top secret of any family. It has always been only passed down by word of mouth between the head of the family and the next head of the family. No one else can know this kind of thing.
"Gather your tools and let's go down the well."
Zhao Zilin gave the order, and the two guards behind him took out iron claws and hemp ropes from the packages they carried, and arranged them around the dry well in an orderly manner.
"If the exit is a wellhead, how should people who escape from the other side come up?" Master Shui Jing began to think at the side.
However, his doubts were quickly answered.
When they came to the bottom of the well one by one, they discovered that there was a cave at the bottom of the well. As long as they stood on a certain brick at the bottom of the well and twisted the mechanism, they could be lifted directly to the wellhead...
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Everyone walked along the secret passage underground, about three to four hundred meters, and stopped again at Zhao Zilin's signal.
"Everyone, be careful. Behind the stone wall in front is the master's study.
If we are lucky, it would be best to kill Zhao San directly in the study.
If he is not in the study, proceed to plan 2. "
"yes!"
Miss Zhao broke away from the team and walked to the front alone. She didn't care about the dust on the top and almost leaned her body against the stone wall.
She found a hidden compartment from an inconspicuous place on the stone wall, and then pressed the button in the hidden compartment.
"Boom boom boom..."
The stone wall mechanism began to rotate, and everyone once again saw the long-lost light.
"The spiritual shield team goes first!"
Eight Qi-refining monks wearing the tortoise shells of the Spiritual Shield Technique rushed towards the light source first.
The team responsible for the fireball attack followed closely behind them.
Zhao Zilin and Master Jin Guang were left at the back of the team.
"Zhao...san!"
As soon as Zhao Zilin walked out, she immediately saw Zhao San being protected by a mysterious man. It seemed that she was lucky and happened to meet her enemy who was resting in the study.
"My good niece, you are well."
Although it was now two people versus twenty people, Zhao San still seemed to be confident.
"I'm fine, but you're not."
"A few low-level Qi-refining monks dare to confront me?!" The mysterious man revealed everyone's identity in one breath.
"Don't talk nonsense to him and set fire to him!"
Master Jin Guang vaguely sensed something was wrong. The opponent might be a late-stage monk at the seventh level of Qi Refining or above. If they didn't strike first, they would all be in danger today.
Ten blazing fireballs directly hit his face, but the monk in the late stage of Qi refining did not dodge or dodge, preparing to attack head-on with his powerful spiritual shield technique.
"Uncle Zhong, shoot the arrow!"
Seeing this situation, Master Shui Jing quietly sent a message to Zhao Zhong.
Zhao Zhong immediately understood the other party's intention. While everyone's attention was focused on whether the mysterious man's spiritual shield technique could withstand ten consecutive fireball strikes, he secretly took out a crossbow from his sleeve and aimed at Aim at Zhao San behind the mysterious man!
"Ah! You little slave!" Zhao San couldn't help but yelled as he was hit by an arrow without noticing.
However, the arrow wound was not deep, it just penetrated half a centimeter into the flesh, causing some pain in the muscles.
Such a tactic of attacking in the east and in the west and treating him as nothing completely angered the monk in the late stage of Qi refining. He roared and fired two fireballs from his fingertips, rushing towards Zhao Zhong who was holding the crossbow.
"Miss, take care!" Zhao Zhong has experienced many battles, so he doesn't know the danger of this magical fireball.
He rolled like a donkey and knocked down the bookshelf in the study, letting the bookshelf block the two fireballs on his behalf.
The bookshelf and the books on it were all burned to powder in an instant.
"There's a fire! There's a fire in the master's study!"
Zhao Zhong ran out of the study while shouting.
The mysterious monk was left in the study, wondering whether to pursue him or not.
If he chases after him and kills him, Zhao San will definitely be killed by the people in front of him. If he doesn't chase him, he will really lose face.
Is it possible that I should hold Zhao San in one hand and say, "Take you to kill someone"?
I am a high-ranking monk in the late stage of Qi refining, but he was tricked by a mortal. Is this ridiculous?
"The arrows are poisonous...save me..."
After the mysterious monk thought for a moment, Zhao San, whose face suddenly turned black, cried out.
"..."
"He was infected with the extremely poisonous Gu Chensha that seals the throat with blood. It will be gone after ten breaths. This senior monk, I think there is no need for us to fight to the death again."
Surrounded by everyone, Miss Zhao came out and spoke proactively.
"..."
Somehow, Li Wang always felt very unhappy when he looked at this woman.
He met Zhao San, a mortal, at a small trade fair.
Then he responded to Zhao San's warm invitation and came to the Zhao Mansion as a guest. After all, one hundred spiritual stones were a welcome gift, so it was not for nothing.
The other party has been wooing him, hoping to make this late-stage Qi refining monk a guest of the Zhao family.
Because Zhao San learned from some secret channels that Miss Zhao, who survived the catastrophe, seemed to have roped in a few low-level Qi-refining monks to hide in secret and try to deal with him.
Unexpectedly, while the two parties were still negotiating terms, a group of guys poured out from the secret passage behind the study, trying to kill people aggressively...
The conditions have not been negotiated yet, and to be honest, Li Wang is not very satisfied with the conditions given by Zhao San. The business seems to be going bad, so naturally he is not trying his best to protect it.
A mere mortal wants to be protected by an immortal cultivator, yet he is so cunning.
Even if he casually cast a spiritual shield technique on Zhao San, he wouldn't be killed by a poisoned hidden arrow.
Poor Zhao San, who was a superstitious immortal master, thought that by standing behind the monks in the late stage of Qi Refining, he would be able to sleep peacefully, but in the end he died in an unknown manner without even saying a word.
"Wait, are you from the Yin Yang Sect?" Li Wang looked at it and seemed to have thought of something.
