"No, if we scare the snake in advance and someone discovers it, Zhang Xuan and the others escape, which will be troublesome. After all, the drug is not colorless and tasteless, and Zhang Xuan is also an old man, so it is easy to find out."

Chen Zhihan denies this statement.

"Then let Li Heng cooperate with the mist. He is the master of Qinghe Temple. If he drugged him in the middle of the night, even if Zhang Xuan was a powerful martial artist, he would still fall victim to the attack." Shao Quanhu said again.

Li Heng was greedy for money and lustful, and they had already taken advantage of him, and now he could also become a back-up.

"Forget it, if we are discovered, all the arrangements will be in vain. Let's attack him at the engagement banquet. It's straightforward. Mr. Zhang Xuan is not easy to deal with." Chen Zhihan shook his head again.

"That's fine, it's up to you." Shao Quanhu nodded slightly. "I got another crossbow, so I'll make sure it's perfect!"

"Don't use it unless absolutely necessary," Chen Zhihan warned.

The power of crossbows, an absolute contraband among the people, is indeed astonishing. Even top experts cannot escape death if they are surrounded and suppressed by crossbows at close range.

But if you hide such a weapon secretly, it will be really dangerous if traces are discovered.

"Of course I know."

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Time passed in the blink of an eye, and it was January 24th.

The view of purity and harmony.

Zhang Rongfang stood in front of the main hall, looking at the drizzle falling slightly in the air, feeling peaceful in his heart.

After the last incident involving Chen He from the Mi Gang, he has not been able to find any follow-up information.

Senior brother Zhang Xintai didn't find out anything, so the matter just passed.

But the senior brother relaxed his vigilance, but he was still confused.

When Na Mi helped Chen He, it didn't seem like he was really looking for the wrong person. It was more like he was deliberately staying near his sister-in-law's house.

The people from Mi Bang seemed more like they were spying on my sister-in-law's house.

Zhang Rongfang carefully recalled the previous events, and there was always something he couldn't figure out.

There is one more thing.

'Chen Wuyou was beaten to death by me, and his father Chen Zhihan is still missing. It's very strange... Is there any connection between these two things?'

He didn't tell anyone about Chen Wuyou's death. Firstly, he didn't know what to say. Secondly, once he told it, he didn't know how to explain it. There were too many flaws in it.

'Could it be because of Chen Wuyou that the Mi Bang's actions are so strange? It is said that the Mi Bang has a close relationship with the Chen family...'

'It's just that they don't know who killed Chen Wuyou? How could they target my sister-in-law?'

'Or maybe the sister-in-law is causing trouble at home?'

Zhang Rongfang was puzzled.

If you can’t figure it out, just pretend there’s no need to think about it.

He restrained his thoughts and began to think back on the eight steps to catch the cicada that he had practiced and fumbled over the past few days.

It is not easy to ask the master for talismans for the time being, so the fastest way to improve your strength is Qinggong.

So he immediately put the eight steps to catch cicadas on his practice schedule.

At the same time, these days, he took medicine one after another and finally gained two more attributes.

He also hesitated on how to use these two attributes better.

The Dragon Snake Lifting Technique is good to use, but when it comes to breaking the limit of the first level, there is no follow-up.

Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada is different. This light skill is quite complete and can be practiced up to the third level. That is to say, the limit is broken three times.

The third level is the upper limit of this light skill. After all, it is just a popular skill spread by many sects.

"Let's push the Dragon Snake Lifting Technique to its limit first and then talk about it."

After thinking about it, Zhang Rongfang decided to specialize in one thing first, and then take other courses concurrently.

He ordered two Taoist servants to be responsible for offering incense to the pilgrims and welcoming them, and then arranged for Xiaojiu and the other two to be responsible for drawing lots and collecting money from the pilgrims.

I went back to my room, pretending to rest, but actually preparing to get the two attributes I just got today.

inside the room.

Zhang Rongfang lay on his back and let out a long sigh.

Raising his hand, he focused his eyes on the back of his hand, and the attribute bar suddenly appeared automatically.

‘Zhang Rongfang—Life 24-25.

Skills: Rejuvenation and Purification Time Talisman-Yue Shape Talisman (Limit Breaking) (Limit Breaking Skill: Heavy Mountain, Five Times),

Guanxu Gong (the first level of essence).

Dragon Snake Lifting Technique (Mastery)

Talisman of Vitality (Breaking Limit)

Eight Steps to Catch a Cicada (Getting Started)

Available attributes: 2.’

Soon, Zhang Rongfang's eyes fell on the plus sign after the Long Snake Lift and Longitudinal Surgery, imagining a slight tap.

The grasp within the brackets suddenly blurred, and then the word "perfection" quickly emerged.

At the same time, a large number of memories of practicing the Dragon Snake Lifting Technique flooded into my mind.

Zhang Rongfang's legs swelled and became thicker again, and his body and back also became thicker.

Strangely, he felt that all the muscles and bones in his body were slowly becoming closer together.

A series of clicking sounds continued to spread.

This strange change lasted for more than ten minutes before slowly ending.

A strange feeling of lightness came to his heart.

"Go out and try your hand."

Immediately, Zhang Rongfang was eager to try out the Dragon Snake Lifting Technique, which he had just reached perfection. He needed a target to test how fast and powerful it was.

After thinking for a while, he suddenly thought of Chen He, the Mi Gang he had encountered before, and immediately had an idea.

Not long after, night fell.

A dark figure quietly stepped out from Qinghe Temple.

As soon as he went out, the figure swung, like the shadow of a snake, moving quickly and silently into the distance.

The figure is none other than Zhang Rongfang, who is showing off his skills again.

Before, he only mastered the level of dragon and snake lifting technique, and he was able to escape from the Mi Bang Chen He's injury.

This time, he has reached perfection, faster and more silently.

At this time, he started running quickly, and he actually vaguely remembered the steps related to the vitality talisman Miyanbu.

The main purpose of the Smoke Step is to move to the blind spot of the enemy's sight and cooperate with the attack.

As for the two footwork techniques of Qing Gong, there were some similarities in Zhang Rongfang's mind.

Unconsciously, as he moved and ran quickly, his footwork became more and more silent and weird.

Suddenly, a group of patrolling officers and soldiers slowly and leisurely walked toward us, carrying lanterns and wearing scimitars.

Zhang Rongfang turned his steps, silently slipped into the shadow of a wall on the side of the road, and squatted down without moving.

A group of more than ten officers and soldiers walked past him a few meters away without even noticing.

There seems to be some strengthening and supplementary effect between the Smoke Step and the Dragon Snake Lifting Technique.

The two footwork techniques were used together by Zhang Rongfang at this time, and he was even more at home, and the level of weirdness and silence was even higher.

Waiting for the patrol officers and soldiers to pass by, Zhang Rongfang continued to run quickly.

At this time, his speed was obviously several tenths faster than before, and every time he exerted force on his feet, he could fly far away.

Not long after, a unique double-story building appeared in front of him on the right side of the street ahead.

The small building has two floors, wide at the bottom and narrow at the top. There are four windows and a door at the bottom, three of which have lights on.

Under the candlelight, the figures swayed, and I didn't know what they were doing.

There is a plaque hanging above the door with a large word "chen" written on it.

This is Chen He's residence.

Zhang Rongfang didn't just stay in the Taoist temple these days to practice and eat and drink. He also got some information about the rice gang from the Yamen's police officers.

Among them, Chen He, a master of rice gangs, has maids coming in and out every day to buy groceries, so naturally it is easy to find a place to live.

Zhang Rongfang carefully leaned against the wall, took out the black scarf tied around his waist, and put it on his face.
To be continued...