Wan Lin walked up to the mouse as he spoke, reached for the opponent's pistol and took a look. His left hand was raised like lightning, and he pulled the bolt with a "crack" sound.
Mouse and the team members around him were shocked. They took a step back suddenly. Mouse's right hand reached for the scabbard hidden on his waist at the same time, while the team members held down the handle of the gun at his waist. Their faces were
They all looked extremely nervous.
At this moment, a young man who had snatched Mouse's pistol suddenly turned around and raised his arm. "Pa", a crisp gunshot sounded from the raised pistol. Mouse and Mouse looked up in shock.
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Among the thick branches of a big tree on the hillside forty or fifty meters away, a squirrel that had just emerged from a branch was falling down with the crisp sound of gunfire, and a mist of blood was floating in the air.
Wan Lin twisted around and pulled the trigger, without even looking at the prey falling from the hillside above. He turned off the safety on the gun, raised his hand and put the pistol into the mouse's hand.
He looked into the mouse's eyes and said coldly: "As a person with a gun in your hand, if you can't keep your mind calm and feel the plants and trees around you, then you will never be able to become a shooter. Now you don't even have your fingers."
Even a gun can't protect you, so what qualifications do you have to show off in front of others, and what qualifications do you have to look down on others!"
After saying that, he turned and walked towards Sha Xiaofeng who was standing behind him: "Captain Sha, please take us to see our junior brothers and sisters!" "Okay." Sha Xiaofeng replied.
He stared coldly at the dumbfounded mouse and ordered: "Confinement room, three days of confinement, go in and think about it!" He then led Wan Lin and others towards the hillside.
Mouse and his companions looked at the backs of Wan Lin and the others with pale faces. It wasn't until Wan Lin and the others disappeared into the woods on the hillside above that Mouse let out a long breath.
He looked down at the pistol that the other party had put into his hand, and murmured in a low voice: "I am really a frog in the well. I can't even protect my own gun, so what qualifications do I have to be arrogant outside!" As he said, he
Turn around and walk towards the row of bungalows on the side hillside.
"Mouse, what are you going to do?" asked the team member next to him. Mouse replied angrily: "What else can I do? Go to confinement!"
The team member next to him laughed: "Hahaha, it's rare that you are not so cool anymore, I will send you there." He then asked: "Who are these people? They are all so young. Are they new recruits from the school?
Instructors? They are real masters!"
As the mouse walked away, he said with a gloomy expression: "I don't know where they came from. When I picked them up, I saw that they were so young, so I thought they were just some dudes who came to the world with the help of certain interpersonal relationships.
I came here to visit, but I didn’t expect that they are all rare masters.”
"The skills of these people are probably stronger than some of the professors hired by Bureau Ye. Alas, there are really others outside the world. I, the rat, have seen what a master is today!"
As he spoke, he reached out and pulled out the pistol and dagger stuck in his waist, put the weapons he carried into the hands of his companions and said: "You don't have to accompany me, my Qinggong and marksmanship, which I am proud of, are actually in front of others."
It’s no big deal, I’ll go to the solitary room by myself!”
He muttered to himself: "What a shame! I can't even protect my own gun, so what's there to be so cool about?! It's time for me to be in the solitary room and reflect on myself." As he spoke, he
He strode towards the side hillside.
The team members around him heard his sigh, shook their heads with a wry smile, and then walked towards the hidden rock behind the mouse's pistol and dagger.
He knew that the skills shown by those people just now were tantamount to giving Mouse, a man with high eyesight, a blow to the head, making him enlightened, repentant, and completely understood what it meant to be a man outside the world!
At this time, Wan Lin and others had appeared on the side hillside. In an octagonal pavilion on the hillside in the distance, seven or eight young students were sitting cross-legged. Wan Lin stopped and looked at the pavilion attentively.
When Xiaoya and others saw Wan Lin stop, they also stopped and looked up. The little monk looked at the pavilion and said in surprise: "Hey, you... look, those little brothers do... everything...
Are you all blindfolded?"
At this time, Wan Lin and others had also seen seven or eight children sitting cross-legged in a pavilion on the hillside a hundred meters away. Each child had a black eyepatch on his eyes. The children were between seven or eight years old and in their teens.
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Some of the children had their heads lowered, and some were leaning on the pillars and looking up to the sky. They all seemed to be sleeping. Only an old man with a gloomy face was sitting on the railing of the pavilion, looking at the children quietly.
Lingling looked at the pavilion and asked in surprise: "Captain Sha, what are they doing?" Sha Xiaofeng replied with a smile: "When Captain Wan and I were in the car just now, we discussed the sixth sense. These children
It’s just that he has extraordinary talent in this area.”
Sha Xiaofeng then pointed to the old man sitting on the guardrail and said: "The old man who looks very stern is a descendant of the Xuanding Sect. He is now a university professor. He is proficient in Feng Shui, divination, and is also quite knowledgeable about the abnormal sensory abilities of the human body.
Research."
"Xuan Ding Sect? Why haven't you heard of this sect? This sect is also an ancient martial arts sect?" Wan Lin looked at Sha Xiaofeng and asked in a low voice.
As soon as Wan Lin finished speaking, the young monk suddenly looked at the pavilion and said: "I...I have heard about it. I...I have seen the grandfather in the pavilion. When I was seven years old, he...he visited us
Ling...yi Temple is...very familiar with...my master. At that time, my master said that he...he was the head of the Xuanding Sect."
Wanlin and others were stunned for a moment when they heard this boy's cry. None of them thought that Xuandingmen and Lingyi Temple actually have a connection. Lingling asked: "Little monk, is the head of Xuandingmen also
Can you do martial arts?"
"Yes. No... However, my master later told us that the Xuanding Sect is best in the world for its divination, fortune-telling, and feng shui. Its martial arts is... average, but... its light skills are good. The predecessor of the Xuanding Sect
Master, I have a good relationship with my master...father." The young monk replied.
Sha Xiaofeng also followed up and said: "Yes, the old man in the pavilion is named Zhuge. We call him Master Zhuge or Professor Zhuge. He is indeed proficient in the art of divination. It is said that in the past, the divination skills of Xuanding Sect and Xuanxu Guan were equally famous.
It is said that it can divine events for five hundred years before and after. It is said that Xuanxu Temple has been extinct and disappeared in the rivers and lakes. However, Xuanding Sect has always had a legacy, but there are very few disciples under the sect, and it is also in danger of being cut off."
Xiaoya heard this and asked in a low voice: "If Master Zhuge is not here, how can he still face severance?" Sha Xiaofeng replied: "It is said that the Xuanding Sect has extremely high requirements for the talent of its disciples. Not only is it very strict in selecting disciples,
Moreover, the practice is extremely difficult, so there are very few disciples."