Updated: 2012-07-01

There was no bright moonlight in front of the bed, but the ground began to condense white winter frost. The dark night in the inn is no different from the wild, but there was a missing bonfire. It was the hour of Yin, and the people in the inn were already asleep, and even the dogs in the kitchen and the pigs in the circle were sleeping particularly sweetly.

The room was silent, but Yue Buqun woke up, or he had never fallen asleep. He quietly lifted up the bedding and was about to get up, but he didn't expect that Ning Zhong, who was in the same bed, was particularly alert. That's right, after all, he was outside and in the inn, as if he was not as unprepared as at home. If he was not alert and accidentally picked flowers, the next day, the Ning female hero of Huashan and "Tian Boguang" went to the ** together, and cried all night. It would be a big loss.

He felt her husband stand up in confusion, and Ning Zhongze asked, "Teacher, senior brother, where are you going in the middle of the night?"

Seeing his wife confused, Yue Buqun frowned slightly and whispered: "The dishes at night are too salty and I drink a little too much tea. I went to get up at night, but I didn't expect it to make you go to bed first. Try to keep a little quiet when I come back."

"Oh", Ning Zhong turned over, tightened the bedding, and soon fell asleep again. Yue Buqun breathed a long sigh, did not light the light, tiptoed to put on his clothes, and gently pushed open the door and headed towards Lin Pingzhi's room.

Although it was already Yin, Yue Buqun was still cautious, afraid of meeting a guest who was really getting up at night. After a while, he came to Lin Pingzhi's room. Yue Buqun started his footsteps lightly and pressed his ear against the door. He knew that he heard the sound of breathing inside, so he nodded with satisfaction, knowing that Lin Pingzhi had completely fallen asleep.

With a sneer in his heart, Yue Buqun left a few steps, and relied on the faint vision brought by his deep internal strength that had not dropped much, he came to a basin of ornamental trees, pulled off a leaf and squeezed it into his hand. Then he came to the paper-paste window, and some saliva was dipped in his mouth with his left index finger, poked the window, and immediately a hole was pierced. After a few times, a three-finger-wide crack formed on the window paper.

The night was very quiet, but because of dipping saliva, the cracking of the paper did not make a sound, and Lin Pingzhi on the bed was not awakened, and the conspiracy under the dark night continued.

Yue Buqun leaned into the crack and looked inside, determining Lin Pingzhi's position. Then, Yue Buqun retreated slightly, ate his right hand, and held the newly picked leaves with his middle fingers. With a slight shaking of his wrist, the leaves shot out. Under Yue Buqun's deliberate control, the leaves that quickly broke through the air did not make a whistling sound. After a light sniff, the leaves had accurately hit Lin Pingzhi's sleeping hole behind the neck. Lin Pingzhi was lit in his sleep and fell into a deeper sleep.

Nodded, Yue Buqun was quite satisfied with his own acupuncture and Fei Ye was hurting. After dealing with Lin Pingzhi, Yue Buqun looked around and confirmed that no one had passed by. He reached into his arms, took out a small dagger, and then took out a dagger to the door with the dagger, poked out the dagger and fiddled it at the crack in the middle line. With a slight "click", the door latch was pushed away. Yue Buqun put the dagger into his arms with satisfaction, and gently pushed his hands, and the door was pushed open.

After flashing into the room, Yue Buqun closed the door again, turned around and invaded the head of the bed, looked at Lin Pingzhi who was sleeping sneeredly, and said disdainfully: "I originally thought that your Lin family had lost the evil-proof sword guide and no longer had any value for use. In order to leave me tens of thousands of taels of silver in the end, I originally planned to teach you some real skills and ask you to have hope. Unexpectedly, you made trouble along the way and deliberately deceived me. It was such a rebellious thing, hum!"

When he glanced around the house, there was no strangeness. Yue Buqun was not discouraged. His eyes moved to Lin Pingzhi and saw his hands pressing against his chest, as if he was protecting life. Yue Buqun's eyes lit up and bent down to spread Lin Pingzhi's hands apart, reaching out to fumble into his underwear.

Until he pushed apart the innermost layer of pajamas, endured goosebumps, and fumbled for a while, Yue Buqun looked overjoyed and took out a piece of smooth fabric from it. He held the fabric in front of him and spread it out. The four big words "Evil-Breaking Sword Score" were caught in his eyes. Although he was prepared, Yue Buqun was still shocked. Forgot Lin Pingzhi's eyes, who was still unconscious, Yue Buqun smiled and said with a silence: "Good boy, you really have you, you hide so tightly. Unfortunately, he was still obtained by someone from Yue. Yu Canghai, Yu Canghai, even if you make a lot of plans, you never thought that the Evil-Breaking Sword Score was in the hands of this boy Pingzhi! Haha, isn't it Yue's profit?"

Thinking of the excitement, Yue Buqun almost burst out laughing. Fortunately, he was still clear-headed and was not overwhelmed by the joy of obtaining the Evil-Breaking Sword. Looking at Lin Pingzhi lying flat on the bed, Yue Buqun felt cruel and evil, and raised his right palm and wanted to slash him down, killing him under his palm.

Just when Lin Pingzhi was about to die in a critical moment, there was a sudden "click" outside the door, and then another sound of footsteps came. Yue Buqun immediately focused his mind and was always ready to launch an attack without giving the other party any chance. However, he never expected that no one would push the door and instead heard the sound of "crackling" rain hitting the banana leaves. Then the footsteps left and the sound of closing the door again.

Yue Buqun shook his head angry and amused, and said to himself: It turns out that it is a nightclub, and he really knows how to pick the time.

But he didn't think about it. Didn't he talk about Ye with Ning Zhongze? Although it was fake, there would be no difference in Ning Zhongze's eyes. It was just that the man had accidentally saved Lin Pingzhi. This time, Yue Buqun did not intend to kill Lin Pingzhi. First, Yue Buqun was a little worried about the evil sword program, and was afraid that the Lin family would still be somewhat reserved. In this way, it was very necessary to keep Lin Pingzhi; second, killing Lin Pingzhi in the inn would cause unexpected trouble, and it was difficult to explain to Ning Zhongze and all the disciples. There was no reason that a Huashan disciple died in the inn, and Yue Buqun, as a master, didn't care about it. I thought that even if Lin Pingzhi was let go, there would be a chance to kill him in the future. If you plan it well, maybe it would be smoother and avoid unnecessary trouble.

Since he did not intend to kill Lin Pingzhi immediately, Yue Buqun decided to leave. He had been out for quite a while. It was enough for such a long time to come to the big group. To avoid Ning Zhong's suspicion, it would be better to go back earlier.

Hiding the sword in his underwear and Lin Pingzhi placed it in his previous position, Yue Buqun left the room, placed the door latch and adjusted the position, closed the door, and gently pushed it with a dagger, and the door was tied up, exactly the same as before, making it impossible for anyone to see that anyone had entered. Yue Buqun ignored the only flaw in the window paper, because as a regular move to walk around the world, poking the window paper with hand is ordinary, but even a cat and a dog would take a hand, which was destined to be a disaster and difficult thing in the window paper. No one would care about the holes on it, because he didn't know when and who broke it.

"Gentleman Sword" Mr. Yue's first stealing behavior was as successful as chewing radish and eating cabbage. The nervous and happy Mr. Yue barely suppressed the excitement in his heart. He did not read the sword score immediately, but returned to the bedroom with a brisk step, drilled into the warm quilt with Ning Zhongze's humming, and continued to sleep. But he could not sleep. He barely closed his eyes, but his mind was filled with thoughts. He recalled the master's explanation, and fantasized about the glory of Huashan. He did not fall asleep again until the early morning.

The next morning, Lin Pingzhi woke up from his sleep without even realizing that he had been walking around the gate of hell last night. According to the habits of these days, the first thing he did when he woke up was to touch it in his arms.

The movement was still the same, and Lin Pingzhi's thoughts were also placed on it, just to seek some comfort in his heart. However, unlike usual, his arms were empty and there was nothing. Lin Pingzhi was subconsciously stunned and groped in his chest in confusion until he searched all over his chest, and there was no trace of the robe. At this time, he woke up and his heart skipped a beat: Is the sword score missing?

Lin Pingzhi quickly got up, not caring about the cold weather in winter, so he stood in front of the bed, and hurriedly unbuttoned his pajamas. When he unbuttoned the layer outside, Lin Pingzhi secretly complained in his heart, knowing that something was wrong. Sure enough, when the second layer of underwear was also unbuttoned, Lin Pingzhi's face turned pale and his body was empty, so there was no sword score.

After a moment of stammering, Lin Pingzhi lifted the bedding like crazy. He grabbed the quilt's foot with his hands, shaking desperately, staring at the head of the bedding, hoping to see the red shaking out of the bedding. However, these unnecessary actions did not bring him any miracle except proving his madness.

The frequency of shaking hands gradually slowed down, and finally threw the bedding at the head of the bed. Lin Pingzhi's legs became weak and he sat on the cold ground, murmured: "I lost it, I lost it, I really lost it!"

Suddenly, Lin Pingzhi rushed up from the ground, rushed to the door, carefully checked the door bolt, and squatted down to check the ground. Then he saw him stretching out his thumb and two fingers of his right hand to grab something on the ground. After a closer look, it turned out to be a broken silk thread. Lin Pingzhi sneered: "Someone came in last night... Is it really you? But, since you have obtained the sword score, why didn't you kill me? Hahaha, what if you get the sword score? Do you dare to practice it? Hahahaha."

Yue Buqun didn't know at this moment that although he did not destroy the door latch and restored the scene, he did not realize that Lin Pingzhi, who was too suspicious, actually tied a silk thread to the door latch, and he was careless, he did not expect the slight sound of the broken thread. The small piece of silk thread aroused Lin Pingzhi's suspicion, and in Lin Pingzhi's heart, those who could still have the intention to restore the scene after winning the sword score, except Yue Buqun, would not have anyone else.

At this time, Lin Han didn't know that the Evil-Breaking Sword Book was actually flowing into Yue Buqun's hands again, and would bring him endless variables in the future.

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