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Chapter two hundred and eighty seventh something unusual

No matter Zhang Mao is dead or alive, whether Zhang Mao is in the village or in the banyan forest, the chess game has already begun.

While monitoring the villagers, the mastiffs had already entered the forest and conducted a blanket search.

Zhang Rong is very clever.

What if Zhang Mao is found alive in the banyan forest?

Then nothing happens.

Suppose you find Zhang Mao dead in the banyan forest.

Then, all the villagers in Xixia Village are suspects. Not only the Zhang family will be searching around, but even the government will come to question and search.

If Zhang Mao is not found.

So regardless of whether he was dead or artificially imprisoned, Zhang Mao's case was reported as missing. Next, the Zhang family took their mastiff dogs and went door to door to search and investigate.

This plan and this rhetoric fit perfectly.

Not only that, Zhang Rong also took advantage of human greed.

If the person who harmed Zhang Mao was a villager from Xixia Village, then he would definitely not let go of the gold and silver belonging to Zhang Mao.

After witnessing the ferocity and agility of the mastiff, the murderer will definitely try his best to deliver the stolen goods. If there is any abnormal movement, he will be caught by the Zhang family patrolling the village.

Yun Ling sighed lowly.

She originally planned to pick up the gold and silver ornaments on Zhang Mao's body and use them as transportation to Mingyue City. However, she was disgusted with Zhang Mao's behavior that day, and she did not take action because of the erratic nature of Zhang Mao.

But under the current situation, she might not be able to leave as planned.

Soon, the mastiffs will be able to find Zhang Mao's body. By then, the government and the Zhang family will turn Xixia Village upside down.

She had to leave now to avoid dragging down A Bao and her son.

Back in the house, Yun Ling said to Lin Xiuzhen: "The Zhang family hired mastiff dogs to search and burned the clothes you wore that day. If the Zhang family or the government comes to question you, you will be killed and you have never left the house."

Lin Xiuzhen also saw the commotion caused by the Zhang family in the past few days, and was anxious in her heart. After hearing this, she nodded hastily: "I burned it long ago. Miss Yun, I am very panicked...

..I'm afraid they'll come after me, but what can I do..."

Yun Ling shook his head: "You just need to remember that you and A Bao never met A Bao in the banyan forest. I will leave soon. Before I leave, I will do one last thing. The Zhang family will not

I will doubt you again."

Lin Xiuzhen groaned for a long time, but finally made no move to persuade her to stay.

"Sister Yun, you want to leave? Please don't leave, okay? I also want to learn swordsmanship, literacy, and go to more fun places with you!" Abao held Yun Ling's hand and refused to let go.

Yun Ling looked at him, feeling a little sad about separation.

She was quite attached to the child A Bao, and she originally thought she would teach him for a while before leaving.

Now, it is impossible.

She had to leave so that Abao and the others would be safe.

The dignified Jindan Master is now being run over by a group of mortals. It would be a lie to say that he is not aggrieved.

But so what if she feels aggrieved? Now her swordsmanship can only compete with two or three mortals. No matter how many more, she can't save herself.

She has to live, and so do A Bao and Lin Xiuzhen.

Yun Ling touched A Bao's round head and said, "You must remember to practice sword practice even when I'm gone. However, avoid others when practicing. Don't use sword moves outside easily unless you are really serious."

Something unfair happened.

Remember?"

Abao nodded: "Sister Yun, I don't want you to leave."

Yun Ling was both a teacher and a friend to him. After only three months of getting along, he already regarded Yun Ling as a family member.

Looking at his reluctant eyes, Yun Ling solemnly promised: "Haosheng, you will stay at home and take care of your mother. I will come back and I will definitely come back to you!"

As night fell, Yun Ling quietly let go of her consciousness.

Come to think of it, I gained nothing today.

Most of the Zhang family members have gone back, only a few people who look like long-term workers are still guarding the entrance to the banyan forest.

When the moon was high in the sky, Yun Ling, carrying a wooden sword and a small cloth bag filled with dry food and steamed buns, quietly walked out of the back door of Xu's house and entered the forest from the other side under the watch of Abao mother and son.

It was late night in midsummer, when the branches and leaves of the banyan trees were at their most lush and dense, and the entire forest covered the sky and the earth in pitch darkness.

Yun Ling groped and came to the place where Zhang Mao's body was buried.

The surrounding soil has begun to faintly emit a corrosive stench.

In fact, this place is not far from the entrance of the banyan forest. I think the direction that the Zhang family and their mastiffs were looking for today was not here, so they didn't notice the smell here for the first time. Otherwise, let alone the mastiff's nose.

Even a person's nose can smell it clearly from a long distance away.

But this way, it also gave her some final time to deal with the aftermath.

Yun Ling took out a worn-out cassock from her arms, the same one she was wearing when Abao rescued her.

The magic circle on this dress was completely destroyed, and it was of no use to her. She wanted to throw it away that day, but the fabric was special, not a mortal thing, and could not be extinguished by fire. She never found a suitable place to dispose of it.

Now, it just comes in handy.

She used her wooden sword to scrape open a little bit of the soil, threw the cassock in, and covered it up again.

This is the last thing she can do for Abao and her son.

When the Zhang family sees this cloth, they will no longer suspect that the murderer is from Xixia Village.

After doing this, she breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and ran towards the Ghost River.

Liu Wang had previously sent a map, which was not large and only marked the towns and villages around Mingyue City.

Originally, she planned to go to Mingyue City. She heard that there was a temple there, and monks and nuns would give alms on the first and fifteenth day of every month. She originally wanted to try her luck and see if she could meet a disciple of Chonghua Temple.

Now, in order to avoid people's eyes and ears, she should go to the Ghost River. Since the water of the Ghost River is beneficial to the lotus seeds in her heart, she traces the source back to the sea of ​​​​Wang!

Just as Yun Ling was thinking about it, he noticed someone approaching from a distance.

She looked with her consciousness and found Zhang Rongzheng walking towards her direction.

Yun Ling was shocked.

In the middle of the night, Zhang Rong is not resting at home right now, so why is he here alone?

If something goes wrong, it must be a monster!

She didn't have time to think about it and hurried to the Ghost River.

Although she has no spiritual power, the foundation of Fuyao Footwork is still there. Although it is not as long as a practitioner, her speed is several times faster than that of ordinary mortals.

She thought she could easily get rid of Zhang Rong, but she found that his speed was not slow and he could actually follow her closely.

At this moment, she has determined that Zhang Rong is not an ordinary person.

If Zhang Rong is not a practicing practitioner, then he must be a monk. Moreover, she vaguely already has the answer in her heart.

Seeing that they had reached the Gui River, Zhang Rong was still following closely behind her, but the strength she had accumulated by eating whole grains was running low.

There are two roads before you.

First, if you jump into the Ghost River, you may have to experience unconsciousness again, and your life or death is uncertain. Second, if you challenge head-on, you may face death.

Yun Ling tightened her grip on the wooden sword in her hand.

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