One person: Longhushan security guard, stopped the Ten Elders until they cried!

Inner hall.

The moment the door closed, all outside sounds were cut off.

"Xiao Zhou." Zhang Zhiwei turned around, a glint of light flashing in his narrowed eyes.

"You just said that with so many people around, there's a lot of gossip...did you discover a mole?"

He paused, then smiled and said:

"There's no need to worry about eavesdroppers. On this Longhu Mountain, the person who can eavesdrop on my conversation is probably not even born yet."

Zhou Yan smiled too.

However, considering Xiaoyu's special identity... it was not appropriate to directly reveal it.

"Reporting to the Celestial Master, I dare not speak recklessly without evidence."

The old master pondered for a moment.

In just a few days, he discovered that the Qi within Xiao Zhou's body was becoming increasingly unpredictable.

"Do you need my help?"

Zhou Yan smiled and said:

"Then please, Elder Celestial Master, keep a close eye on everyone in the hall today..."

"After all, the boy just threw out the bait in the hall... If anyone makes any unusual moves tonight, they are the devil!"

Of course, Old Tian doesn't need to keep an eye on things. It's inconvenient for him to go out and deliver messages since he's in a wheelchair.

"You little brat!"

Zhang Zhiwei slapped his thigh and laughed heartily:

What are the chances of success?

"I dare not say how many..." Zhou Yan looked directly into the old Celestial Master Shen Ying's restrained eyes and solemnly said:

"Do your utmost!"

Zhang Zhiwei stood up and patted him on the shoulder:

"Xiao Zhou, I'm asking you how confident you are, not to put pressure on you."

"Relax, you can't kill all the Quanxing people."

Safety first!

The door opened.

Light streamed in.

The two walked out of the inner hall one after the other.

All ten elders turned their gazes toward them.

The old master chuckled and glanced around: "Young Zhou is young and impetuous."

He sat down in the main seat.

"I couldn't save face just now, so I just said something reckless!"

I've already disciplined him... Okay, Xiao Zhou, you can go back now!

Zhou Yan nodded, cupped his hands in greeting, and withdrew from the main hall.

Wang Ai and the others twitched their lips, but when they met the old master's gaze, they swallowed their words back.

Originally, he also thought it was this kid spouting nonsense.

But why does the way the old master emphasizes it make it seem somewhat real?

Behind the wheelchair, Xiaoyuzi lowered her eyes and looked down.

The hands inside the sleeves were clasped tightly together, the knuckles turning white!

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Afternoon, in the woods behind the mountain.

Three young people sat around a large rock.

"Let me tell you, moderate streaking and skinny dipping can be beneficial for self-cultivation..."

Zhang Chulan patted his chest confidently, "This is all based on scientific evidence! The famous American philosopher Shakespeare once said..."

Wang Ye rolled his eyes: "You go ahead and take your own clothes off."

Zhuge Qing looked disgusted: "Ah Lian, although we didn't see the grand spectacle last night, but... Shakespeare is from the United States."

Passersby who saw the three of them all smiled knowingly.

"Ah! They've appeared, it's the socially awkward trio!"

"Don't talk nonsense... These are clearly two major scenic spots in Longhu Mountain..."

The three of them looked utterly exasperated!

Feng Baobao stood to the side, holding a green bottle of Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor), with one hand in her pocket.

A straw was inserted into the bottle opening, and he was drinking it with relish.

Suddenly.

The four of them held their breath!

Not far away, the shadow of a security guard's hat was cast through the treetops.

quack-

The air suddenly became quiet.

Wang Ye was the first to launch himself, startling the birds in the trees into flight!

I, the Taoist priest, can outrun the security guards...

As long as you can outrun those two bastards!

Zhuge Qing's eyes suddenly flashed with divine light—

"Hahahaha—"

[Eight-way transport!]

"Ah Lian, you cover our retreat!"

Zhang Chulan leaped off the ground and ran—

These two unlucky things... wait for me!

But as soon as he got up, he tripped and fell to the ground!

Feng Baobao withdrew her leg expressionlessly.

She had a bottle of Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor) dangling from her mouth, and her left and right hands were each gripping the collars of Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing.

"Feng Baobao!!!"

Wang Ye turned around abruptly, his face filled with disbelief.

I thought we were kindred spirits... that we shared the same fate!

You, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes... you actually betrayed us?!

Feng Baobao tilted her head.

"The three of you were sitting there chatting peacefully, not smoking or gambling..."

Today's competition is about eating steamed buns, not dismantling the competition...

Her gaze was clear, and she looked at the three of them as if they were fools:

"Why are you running?"

The three of them opened their mouths.

Yes...yes...

Why run?!

It's a conditioned reflex, isn't it!

"Sister Bao'er is so insightful!"

Zhou Yan's voice came from behind the tree.

He walked around the large rock, put his hands in his pockets, and smiled through his eyes under the brim of his hat.

"Gentlemen, how have you been?"

"I'm alright...I'm alright..."

"May Brother Zhou be blessed..."

"Eight Gates..."

Seeing the three of them looking like they were facing a formidable enemy, Zhou Yan scratched his nose and quickly got to the point:

"Don't be so nervous... I'm here to ask you guys for a favor."

The three exchanged surprised glances: "What kind of help?"

Zhang Chulan thought to himself, "With your great abilities, do you need our help?"

Zhou Yan turned around and beckoned, "Come over here and talk."

Seeing him walk towards the cafeteria, the four of them didn't dare to delay and followed him in a flash.

We arrived at a crooked tree in front of the cafeteria.

Zhou Yan glanced at Wang Ye:

"Master Wang, how about setting up an array? The kind with disguise and soundproofing?"

"Yes, sir!"

Within a three-meter radius, countless tiny icicles suddenly condensed.

They bring a touch of coolness while also blocking out sound and blurring the light and shadow.

From the outside, at this moment, the five of them look like they are sitting together playing cards.

Old Wang snapped his fingers:

"Speak, Master Zhou, what are your instructions?"

It was lunchtime, and the contestants walked out of the cafeteria one by one.

Zhou Yan raised his hand and pointed to one of the men with ordinary features.

"This person."

The four of them stared intently at it.

"Quanxing, Si Zhangkuang, Xia He".

Slurp—slurp—

hiss--!

The trio of social misfits gasped in shock!

Feng Baobao buried her head in her drink.

"No wonder he looks like this, and even has delicate features..."

"So, Mr. Zhou, how about we get her?"

The king also asked.

Zhou Yan didn't move, but instead pointed to three seemingly unrelated people not far behind him:

"These three just exchanged information with Xia He in the cafeteria, back to back."

Wang Ye, Zhuge Qing, and the others' expressions gradually became serious.

This is no longer just Xia He's problem.

Zhou Yan continued:

"To be honest, there are already countless Quanxing here on Longhu Mountain at this moment."

The exact number is unclear, but with all four Zhang Kuangs deployed, two of the six thieves are already known!

The more they listened, the more alarmed they became.

Sure enough, if the security guard needs to call for backup, it's definitely not a small matter.

"I overheard that from now on, Xia He will visit the Quanxing sect members hiding in the mountains one by one..."

I can't handle everything on my own... What you guys need to do is keep an eye on everyone Xia He has been in contact with—

Follow the vine to find the melon!

The four of them exchanged a glance and nodded emphatically:

"Leave it to us!"

Zhou Yan waved his hand:

"Xia He and I, you two keep an eye on those three..."

"action!"

After saying that, he left and followed the middle-aged man.

Zhang Chulan pinched his chin and frowned, saying:

"As expected of Brother Zhou..."

I heard that Xia He is a deadly little vixen... even disguised like this, he still recognizes her!

Feng Baobao took two big gulps through the straw:

"He didn't get it by recognition."

The trio looked puzzled.

Feng Baobao pointed in Xia He's direction:

"The bills in that person's pocket were different from others; they were marked."

After saying that, she nodded towards the other three:

"And them too, it's the same..."

The group instantly felt a cold sweat break out on their backs!

So it turns out... there's a deeper meaning behind those seemingly outrageous events!

What do you mean by tying people to a tree...?

All of this is to cover up the fundamental purpose of "ticket inspection" and marking the identity of the suspect!

Wang Ye stared at the figure in black from behind, muttering to himself.

Hidden in plain sight.

Mr. Zhou... is this your true face...?