The Ming Dynasty took an unconventional approach

Chapter 383 Assassination
Pan Yun paused, but still walked forward and stood in front of the mountain temple. Pan Yun clasped his hands together and bowed his head to silently recite: "I am the disciple of the mountain god of Sanqing Mountain and the temple keeper of the mountain god of Sanqing Mountain. I would like to borrow your precious place to settle down. Please bless me."

After reciting the mantra and bowing, she opened the door and went in.

The temple was full of people, and as soon as the door was opened, everyone turned their heads to look over.

Seeing that she was alone, not very old, but carrying a sword behind her, everyone didn't dare to look at her for long and looked away after just a few glances.

Mu Lin caught up with him, tied his horse outside and chased after him, "You run so fast..."

When I saw the people in the temple, I was stunned, "There are so many people."

Seeing the young man's luxurious clothes, a passing merchant immediately stood up and greeted him, "We are all here to avoid the rain. Sir and... and young man, come in and sit for a while. Why don't you leave after the rain stops?"

Pan Jun looked around the temple and didn't see Hu Jing, but after making some hand gestures, she still felt that Hu Jing was nearby.

She walked in, and after walking around half a circle, she saw a door behind the mountain god sculpture and immediately pushed it.

The door seemed to be locked from the inside; it moved but didn't open.

Pan Jun raised his eyebrows, took a few steps back, and looked down at the ground.

Finally, I found two shallow footprints in front of the door. There were a few scattered straws that just covered most of the footprints.

Pan Jun could tell at a glance that the two footprints were different, but they were both heading towards the same door.

Pan Jun no longer hesitated. He put his hand on the door, and with a bang, his Yuanli broke the lock. He pushed the door open and jumped in.

In front of the sculpture, the merchant was warmly entertaining Mu Lin, "Sir, would you like some tea? I just boiled some hot water here, and I sell tea, so I have no shortage of tea leaves."

Mu Lin declined, but heard a not-too-light "bang" sound in his ear, and he couldn't help but look back.

The others didn't care and said to Mu Lin, "There is a cliff behind us, and rocks fall from time to time, so the door to the backyard is always closed, just in case the travelers don't know how to hide inside and get hit by rocks."

Mu Lin felt that it was not the sound of a stone falling to the ground. He made an excuse to say goodbye to the merchant. When he walked to the sculpture, he found that Pan Yun was missing, and the door to the backyard was ajar, obviously opened by someone.

He quickly opened the door and went in.

Pan Jun jumped in and closed the door, then looked up at the backyard.

The backyard is open-air, with a cliff directly opposite. The cliff is uneven and sloping upward, with an open thatched hut at the bottom. On both sides of the yard are two rows of dilapidated houses, each with three rooms.

The empty yard in the middle was about half an acre in size, and was overgrown with weeds. Some were as tall as her, and some were not even taller than her calves. The grass and trees were all dry, and made crackling sounds when stepped on.

Pan Yun smelled a faint smell of blood.

Pan Xiaohei jumped off her shoulders silently, and when Pan Jun raised her foot to walk forward, he lightly dived into the weeds and disappeared.

Pan Yun stretched out his hand to grasp the sword behind him, and after looking around, he called out, "Hero Hu, are you here?"

Pan Yun moved forward step by step. Just when he was about to reach a house, a white light flashed. Pan Yun dodged slightly to the side and at the same time drew out his sword and stabbed it to the side and back.

She heard the sound of flesh being cut, but when she turned her head, there was nothing behind her.

Pan Yun lowered his eyes and glanced at the sword in his backhand. A drop of blood was slowly dripping from the tip of the sword.

Pan Jun raised his eyebrows, still holding the sword in his backhand, and murmured, "Is this the fifth hour?"

She glanced around and slowly walked forward, and saw the bloodstains on the dry grass. She wiped the blood off with her finger. She rubbed the blood, and found that it had not yet solidified at this temperature, so Hu Jing was not attacked for long.

Pan Jun raised his lips and said loudly, "Master Hu, I am Pan Sanzhu, here I am. If you are still alive, let me know and I will rescue you!"

Before she could finish her words, a force of energy attacked her from behind. Pan Yun pushed off with her heels and drifted away, while at the same time she slashed with the sword in her hand and then stabbed back. This time, she could finally see the person clearly.

The other person was wearing a set of withered yellow clothes, and if he hadn't moved, Pan Jun could hardly tell that he was a human being.

In just a flash, he was about to duck and hide in the bushes. Pan Jun swung the sword in his hand, and the dry grass flew. He rushed up at an extremely fast speed.

"Be careful..." A weak voice came, and at the same time, Pan Jun felt a chill on his neck. The sword in Pan Jun's hand still stabbed forward, and at the same time, a ball of energy appeared in the palm of his left hand, and he slapped it sideways.

The black shadow that just appeared was slapped away by a palm, and at the same time, the sword pierced into the chest of the man in withered yellow clothes in front with a "swish".

The opponent did not stop moving, and rushed forward with the intention of both sides suffering losses, letting the sword pierce his chest. Then the dagger in his hand reached in front of Pan Yun and slashed directly at her neck.

Pan Jun grabbed his hand, bent and twisted it, and with a snap, the other's wrist was broken by her.

Even so, the other party just groaned and pinched Pan Yun's neck with his other hand.

Pan Jun quickly stepped back and kicked the man away.

Just as Mu Lin pushed open the door, a black shadow flew towards him. He was so scared that he kicked it, but the black shadow was kicked back with a bang like a ball and hit Pan Yun's feet with a snap.

Dark clouds covered the sky, and the sky was just like the evening hour of the dog day, where you could see shadows but couldn't see clearly.

But no matter how unclear it was, he saw that it was a person.

Mu Lin quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were a human being."

Pan Jun ignored him. As soon as he landed on the ground, he leaned forward and quickly sealed all the major acupoints on his body, making him unable to move. Then he turned around to look for someone.

But the black shadow that was kicked away just now has disappeared, and no one knows where it went.

Pan Yun ran forward and saw only traces of him falling on the ground, but no trace of him leaving.

Pan Yun's face was gloomy, but he kept walking. He turned around and kicked the place where Hu Jing made the sound. But the house was empty, with only a pool of blood on the ground.

Mu Lin ran up and was surprised when he saw it. "What happened?"

Before Pan Jun could speak, Pan Xiaohei's voice came into her mind, "In the room next to the cliff."

Pan Jun turned around and went out, kicking the door open with a bang.

The other party probably didn't expect that she would find this place so quickly, and kick in so cleanly, and then break out of the window carrying Hu Jing.

Pan Jun swung the sword in his hand, and the sword flew out and pierced the opponent's face.

What a joke. She couldn't find him when he was alone. How could she still not see him when he was with someone?

The other party immediately shrank his head and hid behind Hu Jing, perfectly overlapping with Hu Jing. He shouted in broken Chinese: "Stop, or I will kill him..."

Before he could finish his words, the long sword avoided Hu Jing, swished through the necks of both of them, then turned with a swishing sound, and stabbed into their backs with a puff.

The opponent never expected that the sword could turn in mid-air. When he opened his mouth, blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. He looked down at the tip of the sword sticking out of his chest.

The tip of the sword just touched Hu Jing's back.

Hu Jing's body froze and he dared not move.

The black shadow was obviously furious. He still held Hu Jing's shoulder tightly with one hand and held the dagger with the other.

He cursed softly, "Baga..."

He was so angry that he was about to cut Hu Jing's neck at the last moment, but before he could move his hand, Pan Yun appeared and grabbed him, and broke his hand with the same twist and bend.

She grabbed Hu Jing's shoulders and pulled him behind him, then swung her hand and the sword that was stabbing at his back flew out instantly. After landing in Pan Yun's hand, it stabbed forward and pierced his abdomen directly.

Pan Yun paused, looked down at the sword, and pulled it out before cursing, "Who told you to stab him so hard? I just wanted to threaten him, you're going too far."

The black shadow glared at her angrily, then leaned back and fell to the ground with a thud.

When Hu Jing saw the man being captured by Pan Yun, his eyes rolled back and his body fell limply.

Pan Jun immediately reached out to support him, allowing him to fall slowly to avoid further injury.

The person fell to the ground, there was lightning and thunder in the sky, and at the same time a bean-sized raindrop hit the back of her hand, hitting her painfully.

Pan Jun quickly picked up Hu Jing and hid in the house next door.

Mu Lin followed immediately.

As soon as they stepped in, raindrops started to fall down with a crackling sound.

Looking outside, dark clouds were descending and the rain curtain was hanging down like a gray-black cloth, making it look like the end of the world.

Pan Yun turned to look at Mu Lin expressionlessly, "Why don't you bring the withered yellow clothes in?"

Mu Lin was stunned, "Isn't he a villain?"

"He is a villain, but he cannot die yet. I still have a lot to ask him."

Mu Lin: "Then shall I go and carry the person in?"

Pan Yun: "Go."

Mu Lin stood there without moving.

Pan Jun frowned: "Go ahead."

Mu Lin looked at the sky that was crackling like stones falling, "Why not wait a little longer? This is spring rain, won't we get sick if we get wet?"

Pan Yun: "Does this rain look like spring rain?"

Mu Lin: "But it is indeed spring rain, and it is only the first month of the year."

Pan Yun sighed, helped Hu Jing lie on the ground, and said to Mu Lin: "Then I'm sorry."

"What?" Before Mu Lin could finish his words, Pan Jun tapped him and sealed his acupoints.

His eyes widened and he screamed, "What are you doing?"

Pan Xiaohei walked over to Hu Jing and squatted down, grinning: "She doesn't trust you, she doubts you."

Unfortunately, Mu Lin couldn't understand cat language. When he heard the "meow meow meow" sound, he could only glance sideways and asked in surprise, "Why is there another cat here?"

Pan Jun had already rushed into the rain, with Yuanli lingering around her body, clearing away all the rain. With a withered yellow robe in one hand and a black robe in the other, she carried the two seriously injured people back to the house. Just as she entered the house, there was a loud bang from the cliff, and two rocks as big as watermelons fell down with a bang.

Pan Yun: …

She threw the two men to the ground, then reached out to untie Mu Lin's acupuncture points, and said to Pan Xiaohei who was squatting beside Hu Jing: "Go and see if Wang Cong and the others have arrived. If they have, ask them to come and treat Hu Jing's injury."

Pan the little black cat pointed his paw outside and meowed, "You want me to run like this in such heavy rain?"

　good night

　　(End of this chapter)