Inside the Agarwood Palace.

Gray-brown buildings stand one after another.

Everywhere you can see people coming and going in open temples, pilgrims and Taoists coming in and out.

Cheng Hui followed the garden outside the corridor, lurking and flying quickly. He soon crossed the route of the patrolling Taoist and entered the living area of ​​the innermost palace master.

In the entire Taoist palace, the area where Zhang Rongfang lived daily was only a small circular area, divided into five small buildings from front to back.

These small buildings were merged together and surrounded by walls, and a Xianheju sign was hung at the entrance.

Cheng Hui first leaned against the wall and listened carefully, then made sure that no one was there, so he turned over and climbed in through the left wall of Xianhe Residence.

Every room in the yard has nameplates hung up.

The study room is a study room.

The lobby restaurant is Wuweilou.

The place where you practice martial arts is Wuwuyuan.

There is also a place for refining elixirs, refining medicines, and storing medicines, called Qihuang Pavilion.

Finally, there is a place to rest and sleep - Xinchengju.

Cheng Hui slowly stood up against the wall and glanced at the two strong Taoists who were dozing outside.

I looked around and saw that no one was paying attention.

He stepped forward, his body was silent, like a ghost, and he spanned more than twenty meters in one go, and his hands were precisely placed on the backs of the two Taoists' heads.

There were two soft sounds, and the two figures tilted their heads and fell unconscious.

He didn't kill anyone.

Sometimes the subtle blood energy produced by the dead may cause more flaws.

But if it's a coma, it's like taking a nap, at least the heartbeat and breathing are still there.

Hard to detect.

Gently support the two of them and let them lean against the wall of the room.

Cheng Hui pushed the door gently and it was locked inside.

He lowered his head and looked at the keyhole, took out a metal rod-like object from his waist, inserted it into the keyhole, turned around, and unexpectedly opened the copper lock with a click.

The door slowly opened inward.

Cheng Hui took a deep breath, slowly slowed down and entered.

With a calm expression on his face, he checked the traps and other traps, and after making sure there were no problems, he quickly deployed his movements.

Immediately, he rushed under the bed and into the closet.

He struck with thunderbolts with both hands, smashing the bedside table, wardrobe, and small table all silently.

This kind of quiet and hidden palm power is also another secret skill he has practiced in addition to the Golden Roc Secret Record - the Great Jue Yin Palm.

This martial art was once a treasure of the Dong Sect, and there were very few capable scholars. Later, he discovered it and studied it seriously, and now he has finally mastered it.

After the bedside table was shattered, many packages stored inside were exposed.

Cheng Hui reached out and used his gloved left hand to lift out the packages and unfold them one by one.

Inside were many secret books, identity documents, and even a manuscript of the Golden Toad Kung Fu, as well as a bunch of small black porcelain bottles containing elixirs.

"That's it." He wrapped all these things again, picked up the things, and walked out of the room quickly.

"Who!!?" Suddenly someone outside the yard shouted, "A thief has entered Xinchengju!!"

Cheng Hui's expression remained unchanged, he sped up, jumped up, and threw himself out of the room.

Bang!!

In an instant, a tall figure struck him in the head in the yard outside.

The person who came was wearing a Taoist robe and a white jade Ruyi crown. When his palm power fell, his momentum was astonishing.

As soon as he got close, a strong wind blew out, causing Cheng Hui's face to hurt.

Cheng Hui raised his hand and made a palm movement, exerting the power of his great Jue Yin palm, facing the opponent's palm head-on.

Bang!!

The two of them exchanged a move.

The creature spurted blood and flew backwards. In the blink of an eye, it was defeated and lost its fighting power.

Just ordinary external medicine.

Cheng Hui estimated in his mind that he did not explode with all his strength, but only injured the opponent to leave enough strength to escape from Chenxiang Palace.

After repelling the Taoist, he put his toes on the wooden pillar behind him and rushed toward the courtyard wall like a sharp arrow.

As soon as he reached the wall, the hairs on his right side suddenly stood up, and he immediately turned over.

Bang!

Three consecutive gunshots were fired, hitting the spot where he had just stood.

Not only that, before Cheng Hui could catch his breath, gunshots were fired one after another, spreading again and again.

Cheng Hui dodged five times to the left and narrowly avoided five musketry attacks.

The sixth time, he stepped a little faster, used strength on the wall, rose into the air, drew a diagonal line, climbed over the wall, and fell outward.

Bang bang bang!!

At this moment, dense gunshots exploded outside at the same time.

Large bullets formed a storm, covering Cheng Hui's mid-air body like raindrops.

In the flash of lightning, he flicked his right hand, and a piece of thick black leather cloth unfolded under his forearm.

The leather cloth pulled out a piece with huge rotational force, blocking most of his body.

Puff puff.

Amidst the intensive shooting, Cheng Hui fell heavily to the ground.

laugh!!

The moment he landed.

Suddenly, an extremely sharp and dangerous feeling exploded in his heart.

Without any time to think, Cheng Hui rolled to the right.

Tsk tsk tsk!!!

Three special crossbow arrows were fired in a row, accurately hitting the spot where he landed.

One of the crossbow arrows was unavoidable and grazed Cheng Hui's waist, bringing out a stream of blood.

He groaned and continued to run wildly into the distance.

Jinpeng Milu's movements were unfolding, and with his current speed and complex environment in the Tao Palace, no one could stop him along the way.

After a few jumps, Cheng Hui disappeared among the palace walls.

The crane lives inside.

Zhang Zhenhai, holding a powerful crossbow and a team of troops, quickly entered to check.

"What's missing!?" she asked sharply.

"The documents stored by the palace master and the daily pills are gone!" Several maids responsible for the inspection bowed and answered with pale faces.

After Cheng Hui left, they immediately came to check the situation and check for missing items.

pity...

"What a thief!" Zhang Zhenhai pulled off the edge of his mask and recalled Cheng Hui's speed just now.

She cooperated with more than a dozen sharpshooters to snipe and kill them all, but they all escaped.

The last arrow she shot was a sure-fire move that they painstakingly designed and researched.

Unexpectedly, he was dodged by the other party and was only slightly injured.

"Where is Mr. Chen!?" Zhang Zhenhai asked in a deep voice.

"I'm here." Chen Han rushed over quickly, holding the handle of the knife in his hand.

He had just been patrolling other places, and when he heard the noise here, he rushed over quickly.

Unexpectedly, it was still a step too late.

Chen Han quickly understood the current situation and was immediately shocked.

"Daozi's identity documents and the pills he took were stolen!?" He had followed Zhang Rongfang for so long, and he actually realized that Zhang Rongfang had many secrets of his own.

Most of the time, he just turned a blind eye, and in his daily life, he deliberately let loose things and avoided taboos from time to time.
To be continued...