Maung-mei is wrong

The two walked all the way, using "Xunying" to locate them, and soon arrived at the foot of a small mountain not far from Miaoyin Mountain outside the city.

Zhuo Yingxian raised his head to look at the small hill, stunned: "The spies are hiding here?"

"What they wanted to focus on was originally the Pure Heart Contemplation, but the trees on Miaoyin Mountain are sparse and it's not easy to hide their body, and it's inconvenient to hide for a long time. It's reasonable to choose a nearby place to hide." Nie Yunhan looked up, "Are you familiar with this place? ?”

Zhuo Yingxian nodded: "This is called Bliss Hill, there is a temple on it, and there is a—"

"Old monk?" Nie Yunhan scratched his cheeks and said with a smile, "Are you telling me nursery rhymes?"

Zhuo Yingxian gritted his teeth: "Don't interrupt!"

"Okay, okay, you say."

Bliss Hill is called "Qiu", which is about the same size as Miaoyin Mountain. The strange thing is that Miaoyin Mountain is bare, but this hill is full of trees and a prosperous scene.

Nie Yunhan followed Zhuo Yingxian up the mountain, while being alert to the movement around him, he listened to Zhuo Yingxian's introduction of the situation here.

According to Zhuo Yingxian, the small temple on Kek Le Hill is called Zhuangyan Temple, and it has been located here for a hundred years.However, there is a big temple with strong incense in Wenzhou City, and the people will naturally not come to this small temple outside the city to burn incense. If things go on like this, the Zhuangyan Temple cannot afford to support disciples, and everyone has gone down the mountain for alms or to find another place. There is only one old monk Jinghai guarding the temple. door, and spend their days growing vegetables in the back mountain.

"Are there any other residents here?" Nie Yunhan asked.

Zhuo Yingxian shook his head: "No one can live in the barren mountains and ridges in the outskirts, except those who are cultivators."

Speaking of this, he shuddered and looked at Nie Yunhan: "Master Jinghai won't..."

"It's hard to say, go up and see the situation first." Nie Yunhan's expression darkened.

After entering the mountain, some fluorescent marks appeared on the trees again. The two of them followed the light spots and soon reached the halfway up the mountain, and the marks disappeared again.

At this time Nie Yunhan stopped Zhuo Yingxian, took out a short whistle and blew a few times, the whistle sounded like birdsong and cuckoo.

The two waited with bated breath, and after a while, they heard a few crows not far away, and soon the tops of the trees shook one after another, and a figure jumped down from the tree, it was Zuo Hengqiu.

Only then did Zhuo Yingxian realize that the partridge calls at the perfume store just now should be Wanlifeng's signal, and it turned out that they "red boas" communicated through such whistles.

Nie Yunhan immediately asked: "How?"

"There are three spies staying in Wenzhou, and today we will add a few of them respectively. Yu Shu and I entered Zuihuan Pavilion. We wanted to get rid of the one who was following us, but later found that he had an accomplice who came to meet him. There are also traces of fluorescent powder left by Xiaofeng, this person must have lost Xiaofeng, so he came directly to Changfeng Street." Zuo Hengqiu briefly introduced, "Later, Yu Shu and I took those two people around, Xiaofeng Feng and Yansheng lay in ambush at the perfume shop. When the fish bites, they followed the third person who stole the booklet. Then I heard the whistle of Xiaofeng, and I left those two, followed them in turn, and arrived here , I saw the mark on the tree just now, and knew that Xiaofeng and the others had followed."

"Is the mark on the tree left by Sister Feng?"

Zuo Hengqiu nodded: "I exchanged signals with Xiaofeng Yansheng, the two of them followed and guarded nearby, Yu Shu was in the middle to respond, I cleared the traps around here, and waited for you to come by the way."

Nie Yunhan glanced around: "It's clean?"

"Not many, it's easy to clean up. These people aren't considered capable, but..." Zuo Hengqiu suddenly had a different expression, "Looking at the method, it really looks like Duyu's group of meticulous workers."

Hearing the words, Zhuo Ying couldn't help clenching the knife in his hand.

Nie Yunhan glanced at him, didn't say much, and said to the two of them: "Go, go up and confirm."

The trap was cleared, and the three of them lost their scruples. They hurriedly continued up the mountain, and soon joined up with Xiang Yushu who was guarding the way. Knowing that there was nothing unusual around here, they rushed to the Zhuangyan Temple on the mountain, and came close It took tens of feet before stopping.

Nie Yunhan sent a signal to Wanlifeng with his cuckoo whistle, and Dai Yansheng, who was dressed in black, jumped down from the tree beside him: "Brother Han, the main gate of the Grand Palace is open, and all three spies are inside, discussing matters, and they are not awake. "

"Where's the old monk in the temple?"

Dai Yansheng was startled, and said: "I haven't seen any monks."

Nie Yunhan pondered for a moment: "Ah Xian, you wait here, Brother Zuo, let's go around this Zhuangyan Temple to check, so as not to accidentally injure other people's lives."

Zuo Hengqiu nodded, and quickly left with Nie Yunhan, Zhuo Yingxian listened with his ears open, but couldn't hear any movement.

He originally wanted to follow, after all, he got to know Master Jing Hai once, and he cared about the safety of the old monk.But he also knew that the ones hiding in the temple were not ordinary gangsters, but spies with sharp eyes and ears, and he was afraid that he would accidentally make a noise when he followed, ruining Nie Yunhan and his group's hard work.

After a while, Nie Yunhan returned like a ghost. If Zhuo Yingxian hadn't heard his breathing when he got close, it would have been hard to find that they had returned.

Nie Yunhan looked at Zhuo Yingxian, and said in a deep voice, "I didn't see Master Jinghai."

He originally wanted to say that maybe Jinghai went down the mountain, and the spies were not in the temple when he came, and felt that it was really unnecessary to give Zhuo Yingxian false hopes, this sentence of consolation seemed superfluous, so he didn't say much.

Zhuo Yingxian nodded calmly: "I hope the auspicious person will have his own destiny. Where's Brother Zuo?"

"Ambush behind the palace."

Xiang Yushu couldn't hold back at the side: "Brother Han, do you want to do it?"

Nie Yunhan nodded at them, Xiang Yushu and Dai Yansheng leaned close to the wall of the Zhuangyan temple, found two different positions on the left and right, and climbed up to the top of the courtyard wall.

The two moved in unison, without making a sound or making eye contact, all relying on tacit understanding.

It was only then that Zhuo Yingxian realized that all of them had changed into black night clothes, and lay motionless on the pitch-black tiles. Under the cover of tall trees around them, they seemed invisible, and they couldn't even hear the sound of breathing.

Is this... the "red boa"?

Nie Yunhan leaned over and said in a low voice, "Ah Xian, just follow me."

Zhuo Yingxian held the handle of the knife: "I can take care of myself."

Seeing that he was a little too excited, Nie Yunhan laughed a few times, and pressed his hand holding the knife: "Why do you look like you are facing a big enemy? We won't fight tonight."

"Do not hit?"

"Three kittens are worth our sword?" Nie Yunhan said softly with his eyes bent, "'Red Anaconda' does things to save trouble and never play tricks."

He looked up, took out his whistle and blew twice.

Zhuo Yingxian raised his head following his gaze, and after staring for a while, he could barely see a figure crouching on the tree without moving. He couldn't recognize who it was with his naked eyes, but he knew it was Wanlifeng.

In fact, Zhuo Yingxian could see her because Wan Lifeng received Nie Yunhan's signal and moved slightly. If she didn't move, even Zhuo Yingxian's eyesight would not be able to see her existence. She is like a branch.

She almost merged with the branches below her, and shot a few projectiles with a "swish swish" with a repeating bow. Those small balls bounced and bounced very lively into the hall. At that moment, a puff of smoke was released with a "puff".

At this time, the two people lying on the courtyard wall moved at the same time, Xiang Yushu and Dai Yansheng jumped off the wall, rushed to the outside of the hall, one person was in charge of one side, "boom bang bang" closed all the open windows, and the two of them were in the same room. The main gates meet, one person pushes one side, even the gate is closed, and the latch is dropped.

At the back of the main hall, Zuo Hengqiu also jumped off the courtyard wall and closed the back door.

The three spies in the hall suddenly became turtles in the urn. They were so smoked that they couldn't help sneezing and sneezing, and their bodies were weak. The doors and windows were all blocked. They couldn't break free, and soon collapsed on the ground, covering their mouths and noses. cough.

At this moment, Wan Lifeng came down from the tree, followed Nie Yunhan and Zhuo Yingxian, pushed open the temple gate and entered the courtyard.

Xiang Yushu and Dai Yansheng are guarding one side at the moment, like two door gods.

It's just that he was dishonest to the door god, turned his head and listened carefully to the movement in the hall, and then said to Nie Yunhan with a smile: "Brother Han, I guess they can't make it."

Nie Yunhan nodded: "Open the door."

Xiang Yushu and Dai Yansheng opened the door as promised, covered their mouth and nose and took a few steps back, standing beside Nie Yunhan.

Zhuo Yingxian saw a few wisps of smoke wafting from inside, smelled a familiar smell, and immediately turned to look at Nie Yunhan: "Hengyunpo?"

Nie Yunhan smiled and nodded: "I have a good memory."

That "attack" was really memorable, how could Zhuo Yingxian forget it!

"Those people are unlucky to have met us." Nie Yunhan waved away the poisonous smoke, "Let's go in and ask for clarification."

The smoke had almost dissipated, and when they entered the hall, they saw two people lying behind the window and one lying by the back door, almost in a dying state.

Without Nie Yunhan's orders, Xiang Yushu and Dai Yansheng went over and dragged the three of them together like dead dogs, tied them back to back with ropes, then removed their jaws one by one, stretched their hands in and picked them for a long time. They picked out a small medicine sachet—that was for them to kill themselves, so as not to be caught as a prisoner, unbearable to be tortured and betray information.

In fact, the "red boa" also has such a thing, and it will be swallowed before every action. After all, it is more difficult to be a prisoner.

Dai Yansheng wrapped these medicine bags in a cloth towel and carried them in his bosom.

At this moment, Zuo Hengqiu came around from behind the Buddha statue and whispered something in Nie Yunhan's ear. Nie Yunhan's expression darkened, and he turned to look at Zhuo Yingxian: "Ah Xian, let's go with Brother Zuo to have a look."

Seeing his complexion, Zhuo Yingxian already had an ominous premonition, followed Zuo Hengqiu to the meditation room in the backyard, opened the door, and smelled the stench of rotting corpses.

Nie Yunhan turned on the fire pocket to illuminate it, and saw the old monk lying on the bed. He had been dead for many days, his whole body was festered and decayed, and there was a hole under the blood stain on the monk's chest, which should have been stabbed to death by a dagger.

"It's Master Jinghai." Zhuo Yingxian didn't want to be disrespectful to the deceased, so he didn't cover his mouth and nose, endured the unpleasant smell and walked up to him for a careful identification, before he came to a conclusion.

Nie Yunhan was afraid that it would be bad for his health if he inhaled too much corpse gas, so he pulled him back to his side: "My condolences."

Zhuo Yingxian drooped his eyes, not wanting others to see that his eyes were red.

The boy often quarreled with his master, and when he quarreled, he went down the mountain in anger, and had nowhere to go, so he hid in this solemn temple.

Jing Hai was more than ten years older than his master, with a long beard and a kind smile. Seeing Xiao Ah Xian's angry look, he would wash the melons and fruits he had grown for him to eat, and make him happy.

Little Ah Xian spent the whole afternoon in the monastery, eating until his stomach was bloated, and at night when his anger subsided, he went back to find his master in despair. The left and right masters would not come to look for him, and that old stubborn donkey must be watching I don't know why today and night are here to study his weird things.

He didn't have any good memories when he was young. Only these little things in the Zhuangyan Temple of Kek Le Hill made him feel like a child who was pampered by a kind adult for a moment.

Although few, they are precious.

When he was 16 years old and finished learning swordsmanship, he started to run errands to earn money. He rarely even visited the Pure Heart Temple, so he didn't come to Zhuangyan Temple very often. a little.

But in the past two years, Jinghai's teeth have also lost a lot, and he can't eat the snacks he loved before. When Zhuo Yingxian comes here occasionally, he can only bring him some rice noodles.Counting now, it's been half a year.

Jinghai is getting old, and he is guarding the Zhuangyan Temple alone. Zhuo Yingxian was worried that no one would know about his passing away, so he often asked the master to go and see the old monk if he had something to do. They moved together to be company.

Who would have thought that the only old man he cared about, one whose whereabouts were unknown, and the other who had returned to the sky, died such an indignified death.

"Let's go out first, I'll let Master Dai take care of it here, and I'll find a secluded place for Master Jinghai to bury later." Nie Yunhan watched him stay silent for a long time, knowing that he felt uncomfortable, and wanted him to leave here.

Zhuo Yingxian shook his head: "I'll do it."

Nie Yunhan then let him go, asked Dai Yansheng to sprinkle some medicinal powder on Jinghai's body, which temporarily eliminated the poison and odor of the corpse, and asked Xiang Yushu to follow him to find a clean place in the back mountain, dig a pit and carve a stele, and finally let him go The old monk was buried in peace.

After taking care of everything, the sky is already dim.

While they were busy with these things, Nie Yunhan, Zuo Hengqiu and Wan Lifeng dragged the three spies to a tree outside the temple, and tortured them severely.

Although red boas don't believe in Buddhism, and they don't want to kill in front of Buddha statues, they give them eye drops.

When Zhuo Yingxian came back from the back mountain, he heard wailing in front of him, and when he got to the front, he saw that two of the three spies had died, and the remaining one was dying, Zuo Hengqiu and Xiang Yushu were tying him up with ropes wrist, hoisting him up.

All three of them had their hair shaved, and the bumps looked like a dog gnawed on them.

"Did you find out?" Zhuo Yingxian looked at Nie Yunhan with red eyes, "Where did they take my master? Are they from Duyu?"

Duyu people are not much different from Dayao people in appearance, and they can only be identified from language and clothing on weekdays. These spies have undergone special training to deliberately disguise themselves as Dayao people, which ordinary people cannot see.

Nie Yunhan pulled him a little further away, as if he didn't want him to see those hideous scenes: "The identity can be confirmed, it's Duyu's secret work, but they won't reveal your master's whereabouts."

"I'll ask!"

Zhuo Yingxian started to leave, but Nie Yunhan grabbed his wrist tightly again. He struggled hard a few times, but couldn't break free: "Let go, I will ask myself!"

Nie Yunhan didn't let go, but looked at him with a sincere tone: "It's expected that they didn't say anything. If any of us were captured by the enemy, we would rather die than spit out. The rest we will Continue to ask, but I don't want you to see this scene, why don't you go to the temple and stay for a while? Go and pray for Master Jinghai's salvation."

These words meant caring for him, but Zhuo Yingxian was irritable for no reason. He always felt that in Nie Yunhan's eyes, he was like a lamb who couldn't stand the fright and could faint at any time. contempt for him.

"No, I can bear it." Zhuo Yingxian said, his voice was not loud, but his tone was firm.

Nie Yunhan was even more stubborn than him: "It's not because I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it. It's because this scene is not pretty, so there's no need for you to see it. Although I don't care about other people's eyes, I don't want you to see my cruel side. Even if you are For the sake of my face, avoid it for a while, okay?"

Zhuo Yingxian looked up at him, Nie Yunhan's eyes were bottomless, he didn't know what kind of thoughts were hidden, it was different from his usual enthusiasm and boldness, he seemed to be a different person.

"Okay." Zhuo Yingxian nodded obediently, turned and left.

Looking at his back, Nie Yunhan gave Dai Yansheng a look, Dai Yansheng understood, and followed Zhuo Yingxian to the temple.

"Ah Xian, may I check your pulse?" Dai Yan asked.

Zhuo Yingxian frowned, thinking that Nie Yunhan wouldn't tell others about his fainting embarrassment?

"Why? I'm fine."

Dai Yansheng looked at his face: "Your complexion is not good, your face is slightly swollen, and your breathing is a little short. It seems that something is wrong."

"I'm fine, I'm just a little tired, thank you Master Dai for your concern." Zhuo Yingxian walked straight into the hall without stopping.

Dai Yansheng was expressionless: "If you don't want to, I won't force it. But Lao Nie said that if you really have a physical problem, he won't take you on the road. He will help you find Yun Xuzi's whereabouts."

Zhuo Yingxian immediately stopped and looked at Dai Yansheng: "He really said that?!"

"Yes, if you haven't been trained, you might not be able to keep up with our pace. Once you get sick, it will slow down our actions." Dai Yan said coldly, "His original words were, 'I don't want to take burdens on the road' .”