Master is right, there is indeed not much difference between Liu Wenhui's moves and not.

But the word "Tianquan" still makes me very worried. It seems that the appearance of these two words means that the burial sect we have been investigating hard is likely to be related to the Taoist Shiquan more than a thousand years ago.

The master’s thoughts in his mind at this moment should be similar to mine. Every time he says the word “Ten Complete”, his eyes will inadvertently become a little solemn.

Mr. Sun didn't know about Shiquan Taoist, and of course he wouldn't think about that. He seemed very optimistic and said that now he knew that the believer of the Burial Cult, and it would be only a matter of time to dig out the entire system of the Burial Cult.

My master did not comment on this, just said: "You have to be vigilant recently. I don't know when Li Hu and the others will come to seize people. We are not familiar with Nanyang's techniques. In addition, these people have weapons in their hands, so it's better to be careful."

Mr. Sun nodded: "That's right."

After that, my master immediately called Senior Brother Feng and asked him to come to Lunfen Mountain to gather. Recently, the work he had at hand was put aside these days, so don’t go back to the bureau first.

Now, the various behaviors of Li Hu and his group have completely exceeded our expectations. We can no longer determine what they want to do, nor do we know who they have done so many things to target. The master asked Senior Brother Feng to come to Lunfen Mountain to better protect Senior Brother Feng's safety.

That night, Huang Daxian took Xiaoliu down the mountain to visit my master. My master briefly explained the current situation to him and asked him to stay for help. Huang Daxian returned to the mountain to get the soul-inducing lamp and soul-attracting lock, and also lived in the earthen house.

In the second half of the night, Master Chen also came.

The small earthen house cannot accommodate so many people. Except for Mr. Zhang who was watching Liu Wenhui closely in the house, everyone else was working on the floor in the yard. My uncle also made a lot of quilts and mattresses from home.

There were many people lying in the yard. At around two o'clock, Master Chen's snoring covered the only silence under the night.

Before falling asleep, Mr. Zhang opened the window and lit mosquito coils on the windowsill.

The weather was already quite cold at that time and I couldn’t see mosquitoes at all. I don’t know what the meaning of Mr. Zhang’s second hand ordered this plate of mosquito coil.

As time passed by little by little, people fell asleep one after another, and the sound of light or heavy snoring sounded up and down to each other. The cold wind blew through the quilt, making people's noses and mouths a little cold. Occasionally, one or two coughs sounded in the yard.

I couldn't sleep, so I lay on the ground with my head in my arms, looking at the night sky in a daze.

Xian'er leaned over to me and asked me in a low voice: "Can't you sleep?"

I sighed, turned my head to nodded at her, but when my eyes passed by Liang Houzai and Liu Shangang, I found that they were not sleeping either, and they were getting together toward their heads, whispering something.

I said to Xian'er, "I always feel that something seems to happen tonight."

Xian'er opened her mouth and was about to speak, but my master suddenly kicked me. I looked at my master and saw him looking at me with one eye open and secretly making a gesture to silence me.

But not long ago, he was obviously asleep, and I heard him snoring.

At this time, Master Chen also opened his eyes slightly and looked at me. I saw that he had clearly opened his eyes to see me, but his snoring was not stopped.

The fool can tell that Master Chen is just pretending to sleep. My master was just now.

Not only the two of them, but with the moonlight, I found that Mr. Sun and Huang Changrong were also half-squinted, and snoring sounds came from them.

The two of them were also pretending to sleep.

I also made a gesture to Xian'er to silence. Xian'er didn't say anything, but she didn't retreat. She just leaned against me and pressed her head against my shoulder. I listened to the movements in the night with me.

Master and the others clearly don’t have a sleepy mood, but why do they look like they are sleeping soundly? Are they going to numb whom and beware of whom?

After listening to this for a while, I felt a little sleepy, but I still forced myself to sleep and paid close attention to the movements around me.

All the things are evident...

At this moment, a tiny sound came from the bushes outside Lunfountain Mountain, like an animal of not too big being passing through the bushes quickly.

I looked at Wong Daxian. Wong Daxian was secretly looking towards the southeast. Xiao Liu in his arms was still asleep.

Not Wong Tai Sin, not Xiao Liu, what made the sound in the bushes?

I still listened with my ears on my back. After a while, the tiny sound of scattered rumblings appeared again, and this time, it was closer to us.

There was a slight friction sound on the other side of the courtyard wall, and I felt like something was rushing up to the wall.

I squinted my eyes and looked at the wall, and saw a black head lying on the top of the wall, its eyes shining green under the moonlight were watching the yard.

The snoring in the yard continued, and everyone was "sleeping" quietly. The sound of Mr. Zhang turning over came from the room. His head on the wall shrank for a moment. Later, the sound in the room stopped, and it continued to straighten its neck and watch.

It took a long time to get off the wall. A rustling sound came from the bushes outside the yard. Soon after, footsteps sounded again on the village road.

The footsteps were very light and very urgent - someone was approaching quickly towards the yard.

At this time, Mr. Sun changed his sleeping position and turned his face toward the gate of the courtyard.

The footsteps stopped when they reached the door. Someone inserted a long tube into the crack of the door. Soon, a burst of yellow smoke floated in along the mouth of the tube.

The smoke had no smell and did not contain a special Qi field on it. It was just that it spread very fast. In a few seconds, a layer of light yellow mist was covered in the yard.

I wanted to hold my breath, but I saw Master Chen and the others snoring on their own, so I relaxed and breathed normally.

The people outside the door waited for a long time before climbing over the wall and entering the yard.

There were two people coming in total, one of whom was thin, tall, and very elegant in movements. When he landed on the ground, he almost didn't even stir up any dust. The other was a hunch, although his body was a little disabled and his movements were a little distorted when he came down from the wall. But surprisingly, when he landed on the ground, he didn't make any sound.

Although both of these two were wearing masks on their faces, I could recognize their identities just from their body shape.

The tall and thin one is Li Hu. As for the camel, it goes without saying that, of course it is Mao Chi.

After these two people entered the yard, my master and the others still didn't want to wake up. I squinted my eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Li Hu's hands and feet were relatively neat, and he quickly passed us. He rushed into the house like a gust of wind, while Mao Chi Zong quietly opened the door, as if he had opened a way out for Li Hu in advance.

I heard a very light footsteps in the room first, then a crisp sound of "click", and after that, I fell into a long silence.

No one can know what happened in the house, but since Master Jian was inside, there should be no problem.

Mao Chizhong waited at the gate of the courtyard for a long time, but when he saw Li Hu not coming out for a long time, he seemed a little anxious. He kept paced in front of the door, staring at the door of the earthen house.

A few more minutes passed, and someone suddenly whispered outside the door: "Why did it take so long?"

Mao Chizhong also responded carefully: "Old Li hasn't come out yet."

While he was talking, a red figure appeared in front of the door. The man was wearing a mask and could not see his face, but his red robe was very special. With his thin body, I could tell at a glance that he was the old man he saw at the last moment before his death, including Foreman Lu.

In his arms, he was still holding the civet with green eyes.

The person who was sleeping near the door was Huang Changrong. As soon as the old man in red entered the courtyard, he cried and sniffed, closed the courtyard door again at a very fast speed, and blocked the door with his body.

Mao Chizhong and the old man in red obviously did not expect such a change. Both of them were stunned for a moment. Before they could react, Taoist Chen and Mr. Sun stood up at the same time and rushed towards them.

In front of Master Chen and Mr. Sun, the old man in red and Mao Chi Zong had almost no room for resistance. After only one round of the fight, they were knocked to the ground. After that, Master Chen and Mr. Sun pressed one by one and pressed them tightly to the ground.

All of a sudden, everyone in the yard got up.

The civet seemed to be frightened, shrank its head and drilled out of the crack in the door. Huang Daxian rushed forward, grabbed the civet's neck, and picked up the civet.

Perhaps he felt that Wong Tai Sin was not a human, and that civet seemed much more peaceful in his hands.

At this time, Mr. Zhang also came out of the room, and he was holding Li Hu who was unconscious in his hand.

Although Li Hu is relatively thin, he is not short. From a rough perspective, he is about 1.8 meters tall, but when he reaches the hands of Erye Chan, he looks like a little chicken from a distance.

Second Master Zhang threw Li Hu on the ground casually. Li Hu coughed unconsciously and did not wake up.

My master glanced at Li Hu, then quickly walked to the old man in red, took off his mask, and asked me: "Is this person?"

The light was dark, and I couldn't see the man's face clearly from far away. Senior Brother Feng opened the light in the yard and then I could see the man's face clearly.

He was not the old man that Lu Foreman saw before his death. He was a young man with tender skin and tender flesh, with no wrinkles on his face, and a strand of yellow hair on his forehead.

The master probably learned the answer from my unexpected expression. He asked me in disbelief: "Isn't it him?"

I shook my head: "It's not him, I should be a very old man."

As I said, I quickly walked to Mao Chi Zong and pulled off his mask. Yes, the person in front of me was Mao Chi Zong. Mao Chi Zong who had pretended to die in front of me, Liu Shangang also took off Li Hu's mask. The face in the mask was also Li Hu himself.

It seemed that among these three people, only the old man in red had his bag dropped.

I squatted in front of the young man, frowned and asked him, "Who are you? How do you dress like this?"
Chapter completed!