Ye Fuxun curled his lips and smiled and said, "I'm going out for a walk."
"Good go." The shopkeeper bowed with a pleasant smile and watched Ye Fuxun and Yan Feiru walk out of the inn.
It wasn't until he saw that the direction the two people were walking was indeed outside the town, and after confirming that their figures had disappeared, he turned around and went back. However, he did not return to the counter, but went straight out of the back door.
There is also a large courtyard at the back door, with a woodshed and utility room. A man in coarse cloth stood with his back to the shopkeeper.
If Ye Fuxun were here, he would definitely realize that this person was the source of the malicious gaze that he noticed when he was in the restaurant yesterday.
The shopkeeper folded his hands, bowed towards the man and said, "Uncle, I have followed your instructions."
The man threw out a silver ingot, seemingly casually, but it happened to fall into the hands of the shopkeeper: "As for your reward, don't leak this matter out, and keep your mouth shut."
The shopkeeper was holding the silver ingot, his eyes were shining, and he nodded hurriedly: "Yes...yes."
Then the shopkeeper turned around and returned to the inn, only to see the man disappear in a flash.
In fact, he used Qinggong to fly over walls and fly over walls at extremely fast speeds. Ordinary people would only be able to see a black shadow passing by if they looked closely. However, this man was always walking in sparsely populated places, so no one noticed him at all.
He was very confident in his Qinggong, so he naturally didn't notice Ye Fuxun and Yan Feiru following him.
Ye Fuxun locked onto the man's aura, and could find his direction no matter where he went as long as it was not too far away from him. Just feeling the man's movements, Ye Fuxun couldn't help but twitching at the corner of his eyes: "This man's body
Is Fa trying to be cool and flashy?"
Yan Feiru smiled: "Without enough internal strength as a foundation, even the most advanced moves cannot be performed, and they can only have their form."
Although Ye Fuxun's current Qinggong is not very good, she has seen the Qinggong of Linxue Baiyi and Bai Yuxian, and they are both unparalleled in the world.
Unconsciously, she had raised her horizons, so now that she saw this man showing off his Qing Kung, she could naturally see through at a glance that this man's Qing Kung was nothing more than a show.
The two of them followed the man in a hurry. The man actually headed towards the town. When he landed in a crowded place in the market, he revealed his figure and blended in with the crowd, walking at the speed of the crowd.
Ye Fuxun was naturally aware of this man's intention and said with a smile: "This man is quite defensive and knows how to listen and listen. It's a pity that his aura cannot be concealed so easily."
Seeing Ye Fuxun's eyes shining a little, Yan Feiru twitched the corner of his mouth and said angrily: "Stop talking, don't you think you look like a dog looking for food by smelling it?"
Hearing this, Ye Fuxun subconsciously wiped his mouth, but he reacted the next moment and punched him in shame.
This punch actually carried a solid punch, making people have no doubt that Ye Fuxun's seemingly thin pink fist could break stones.
However, Yan Feiru seemed to suddenly disappear from where he was, and reappeared two steps away from Ye Fuxun in an instant, just avoiding Ye Fuxun's fist.
Then, Yan Feiru nodded in a serious manner: "Not bad, not bad, but I still need to practice my accuracy."
Ye Fuxun snorted lightly and stopped arguing with Yan Feiru. When he noticed that the man had made another move, he turned around and continued to follow.
Following the man's route, he gradually moved away from the crowd, feeling more and more deserted as he walked, and walked out from another exit of the town.
The opponent used Qing Kung again and left quickly, as if running for his life.
Although he didn't know why, Ye Fuxun also understood. It seemed that this person already knew that he was being followed.
The man used Qinggong to the extreme. After a while, a river appeared in front of him, with several small boats floating on the water.
I saw the man reaching the river bank, jumping up and heading towards the nearest boat on the river bank.
Ye Fuxun and Yan Feiru had just noticed that the man was running for his life, and they had speeded up to catch up. When they arrived at the river bank, they saw the man leaping into the air and about to land on the boat.
But he saw a hidden weapon shot out from nowhere, piercing the man's throat in the blink of an eye, leaving a black hole in his neck, and then fell into the water with a splash under Ye Fuxun's shocked eyes.
An arrow seals the throat.
The surrounding water surface rippled due to the shock of falling into the water, and even the lotus leaves trembled. It took a while before it calmed down.
Ye Fuxun obviously didn't expect such a result. He stood motionless on the shore, his pupils widened, and he obviously didn't react.
Until just now, she thought it was just a prank caused by someone else's displeasure with her remarks, but now a living life was lost in front of her. This was obviously beyond the scope of a prank, and there must be an unknown conspiracy behind it.
!
Yan Feiru patted Ye Fuxun and said in a low voice: "The murderer is in the boat."
Hearing this, Ye Fuxun reacted immediately, stood up and jumped, his body was like flying catkins, and landed lightly on the boat where the man was originally going to arrive.
Her movement was so light that when she landed on the boat, she didn't even cause ripples in the water. But the boat drafted deeper than the other boats, and it was obvious that there was a person hidden inside.
Ye Fuxun opened the curtain of the cabin on the boat with one hand, and Han Sheng said: "Get out!"
However, the moment the curtain was opened, Ye Fuxun only felt the white dust rushing towards her face, which was very irritating and caused her to cough involuntarily. Tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, and she vaguely saw the other end of the boat flashing out.
A figure appeared.
The Qing Gong was obviously much better than that of the man just now. At least before Ye Fuxun could see his appearance clearly, the man disappeared into the lotus pond.
At this time, Yan Feiru jumped down and landed next to Ye Fuxun. He could barely stand still. He held the cabin with one hand and vigorously fanned the dust around him and said, "What is this thing?"
Ye Fuxun waved his sleeves, triggering a stream of air to disperse the dust. Before he had time to answer Yan Feiru's words, he straightened up and looked left and right, where could he still see that figure.
But now that I am in the lotus pond, I realize that the number of small boats is not as scattered as it seems from a distance. There are countless small boats under the cover of lotus leaves. It is impossible for a living person to disappear like this.
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It could only be hidden in these small boats, but Ye Fuxun obviously couldn't check them one by one.
She squatted beside the boat and looked down at the place where the man fell into the water. Between the layers of lotus leaves, the water surface had long been calm.