Ye Qingxuan, who was dressed in black, had long been lying on the roof not far from the two small buildings, motionless, as if it was a part of the roof. Ye Qingxuan had been climbing here for more than four hours. Soon he waited until late at night.
The two small buildings were in the same courtyard, with a distance of 50 meters between them. They were connected in mid-air by a covered bridge, connecting the third floors of the two small buildings.
At this time, the small buildings in the back row were dimly lit, only the hall lights were kept, and the rest of the place was completely dark, while the small buildings in front were brightly lit and very lively, obviously all the people gathered here.
Ye Qingxuan was lying on the ridge not far from here, taking advantage of the guard's negligence, he touched it closer, and after a few vertical leaps, he reached the top of a small gazebo less than 30 meters away from the small building.
From his concealed position, he could overlook the entire small building. With his chin resting on the back of his overlapping hands, he took a leisurely look around the small building. The torches were lined up, illuminating the surroundings of the small building brightly. The guards, however, were obviously absent-minded. They gathered together in small groups, chatting and talking, and no one paid attention to their vigilance.
A pair of patrolmen passed by, the gong sounded twice, and the second watch came.
The banquet in the hut didn't seem to be over yet, the sky-shattering shouts came from the window, and thirty meters away, there was still a strong aroma of wine and meat.
Among the guards downstairs, a big man with a knife rubbed his growling stomach and said cursingly, "Damn it, don't these white lotus believers say they don't kill or eat meat? What the hell are you talking about?" , They eat delicious food and drink spicy food, but let us suffer here, without even a supper, what a fucking bastard... "
Among the other four colleagues, a guard with a steel sword in his arms yawned and said, "Wang Lao Liu, keep your voice down so that those masters can hear you, be careful of your head...it doesn't matter if you lose your head!" , don’t implicate the brothers.”
Another big man with a mottled face also said helplessly: "Old Cao is right, don't you look at that 'Du Liu Zhang' Zhao Ziqi, who is still a master of 'Di Jue Bang', what is that, what is that?" Quasi-innate potential martial artist, what happened? My wife was killed by others, I just wanted to seek justice, but ended up moving my head..." Sighing, the man glanced at Xiaolou Xiang Xiang, lowered his voice and said: "Let me tell you, the minds of these people in the room are not the same as normal people, otherwise you can believe that Maitreya came to the world?"
"Bah, bah, bah, too much talk is bound to fall, too much talk is bound to fall! Don't talk nonsense, or you will really lose your head..."
Everyone bowed their heads resentfully.
At this point, Ye Qingxuan knew that the unlucky guy whose head was cut off by the "Wonderful Swordsman" turned out to be Zhao Ziqi who helped him out and rescued him two days ago.
It's really hard to say what happened in life. The high-spirited up-and-coming star who was very likely to break through the innate within a year died so uselessly...
After another half an hour, Ye Qingxuan saw that the banquet was still not over, so he felt ruthless in his heart, and said to himself: If you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you get a tiger's cub! How can you see porn without risking poisoning
Sliding down the gazebo silently, palm wind swept, the torch more than ten meters away was blown by the wind and swayed for a while...
"Oh, it's windy!?"
The guards, who were a little confused, looked up and saw that the torch had returned to normal.
A few guards who were almost asleep leaning against the big tree with their weapons in their arms murmured, "It's okay, it's okay, it's cloudy and rainy in the south, don't be afraid of the wind, just don't rain!"
Taking advantage of the flickering of the torch, Ye Qingxuan quickly touched the bottom of the small building, under the action of [Spirit Turtle Latent Technique], the breath and temperature of the whole person dissipated, and the [Mahafuluo Gong] was activated, Controlling the distance within a diameter of 30 meters, even a mosquito could not escape Ye Qingxuan's feeling.
Hearing that there was no voice in a small building on the ground floor, Ye Qingxuan jumped in from the open windshield and successfully sneaked into the small building.
The place I chose was appropriate, it was the goods room above the wine cellar, I gently touched the room, and in the hall on the first floor, there happened to be a boy crawling on a table and chair, who seemed to be extremely sleepy, so he Lie here and sleep.
Ye Qingxuan's heart moved, he flicked his fingers slightly, and a gust of wind immediately hit the boy's sleeping point, and he fell into a coma.
Ye Qingxuan moved quickly, moved the boy to the side utility room, took off his coat and hat, and dressed himself neatly. The height of this boy was two or three inches taller than the original Tang Bohu.
After adjusting his height and figure, Ye Qingxuan quickly took out a small flat box from his bosom, took out a small mirror, compared it with the appearance of the servant, and finished the makeup at an extremely fast speed. Can't tell the truth from the fake.
Ye Qingxuan specially improved this miraculous disguise technique in "Langhuan Lingmiao Pavilion". I dare not say that it is exactly the same, but at least there is a 90% degree of acquaintance. As far as the experts here are concerned, no one will deliberately pay attention to what a servant looks like, so Ye Qingxuan has the confidence to hide it from everyone.
Ye Qingxuan walked out of the room and returned to the original position. He was still lying on the table, but his spiritual consciousness was deployed, watching the surroundings, and slowly waiting for the opportunity to make a move.
At this time, someone shouted upstairs, "Come and serve wine!"
"Okay!" replied a cheery voice.
The sound of going downstairs came immediately. With light steps, he should be a practitioner with good martial arts. Just judging from the other party's lightness kung fu, one can tell that he is an acquired master of the Earth Yuan Realm.
Ye Qingxuan thought to himself: Here comes the opportunity...
Feeling the arrival of the other party, but Ye Qingxuan was pretending to be asleep, so he didn't move. When the other party came to him, he immediately kicked him angrily, and shouted: "Damn it, how dare you be lazy, I don't know there is a master here!" Do you want to entertain me?"
Ye Qingxuan groaned, clutching his waist and ribs, unable to stand up in pain, and said: "I'm wrong, I'm sorry, I'm really sleepy, I took a nap, please don't get angry …”
The guy who kicked Ye Qingxuan, Ye Qingxuan recognized, is "No Feather Arrow" Jiang Muhan's follower, what is his name "Flower Master" Di Yu, he is white and tender and handsome, but his heart is the most arrogant, and he often does He is not limited to losing his share if he does something to bully others.
"Flower Master" Di Yu was sent by Jiang Muhan to take care of the needs of several swordsmen. He just tried his best and flattered him. At this time, he took a new task, but he didn't know how to do it. He just raised his chin, looked at Ye Qingxuan with his nostrils and said: "Stop talking nonsense, the masters are out of wine, go get some more jars of good wine from the wine cellar..."
"Little one takes command!"
Luckily, the place where Ye Qingxuan came in was connected to the wine cellar, so he didn't know the location of the wine cellar, so he pretended to rub his still painful waist and ran down the wine cellar.
Ye Qingxuan is an expert in wine, and after a while, he picked up two jars of fifty-year-old Fen wine, sighed, and cursed himself for coming in a hurry, and he didn't have time to prepare some colorless and tasteless poison, otherwise a bottle of "sorrowful crisp Qingfeng" will be able to overthrow all the bastards above and wipe them all out.
As soon as Ye Qingxuan came up, he was greeted by Di Yuzhi, who followed him up to the third floor with two wine jars in between.
For the sake of caution, Ye Qingxuan's restrained [Maha Polo Kung Fu] is a kung fu method that integrates true energy with spiritual consciousness, but if he meets an opponent with the same amazing spiritual power, he may feel the power of the [Maha Polo Kung Fu] Scanning, eliciting a response from the other party.
Dispersing the true energy of the whole body to the limbs and bones, Ye Qingxuan bowed his head obediently like an ordinary person who did not practice martial arts at all, and followed Di Yu to the second floor.
"Everyone, good wine is here..."
"Flower Master" Di Yu, with a strangely excited tone, sang aloud as soon as she came up, which attracted a burst of applause, and turned around and asked Ye Qingxuan to put the wine jar on the table.
"Come, come, let the boy fill up the wine for the teachers..." Di Yu picked up a jar, and was about to slap open the mud seal and pour the wine.
"Wait..."
A lazy voice sounded, and a big hand with veins directly snatched the wine jar from Di Yu's hand, and carefully looked at the sealed mud mouth with a long face that matched the face of a horse.
"Did you bring this wine?" Ma Lian suddenly raised his head to stare at Ye Qingxuan, and asked coldly.
Ye Qingxuan hurriedly nodded yes.
At the same time, he said to himself, darling, what a cautious guy, luckily he didn't bring any material with him, and he didn't tamper with it, otherwise, if he tampered with the mud seal, his identity would definitely be exposed.
The bald man sitting next to the horse's face shook his pumpkin-sized head and said with a smile: "I said Jin Zizai, you're a 'fang dao swordsman' for nothing. Is it so unreliable to get wine?"
It turned out that the one with the horse face was "Fang Dao Swordsman" Jin Zizai, and the person who spoke, Ye Qingxuan, had already found out that he was Wen Tianliang, one of the "Five Taisui of Yin Cao".
Wen Tianliang looks ugly, with a wide mouth and blue eyes, which flicker like will-o'-the-wisps as he opens and closes.
The horse-faced "Swordsman of Fang Dao" Jin Zizai didn't care about Wen Tianliang's smoothing of the situation. After checking on his own, he just opened the wine jar, poured the wine into the bowl, and took out the silver needle and a series of medicines. Mix the medicine with the wine, and test the poison with a silver needle... After finally confirming that the wine is not poisonous, just then he raised his hand, spilled the wine out of the window, and said flatly, "This jar of wine is not poisonous..."
At this moment, Fang You laughed and pointed, criticizing the "Fang Dao Swordsman" for his caution.
But when it was time to open the second jar of wine, the "Fang Dao Swordsman" repeated his old tricks and inspected it relentlessly.
Everyone laughed and cursed.
But Ye Qingxuan was amazed at this man's demeanor. It is very rare for this man to be able to disregard anyone's face and insist on being cautious after wandering around in the rivers and lakes.
Such people can generally live a long time.