Xiao Sanniang's light skills are not weak, and she swept all the way to the distance under the cover of the darkness.

Zhang Yuan kept hanging quietly behind.

Half an hour later, Xiao Sanniang entered an old street and flashed into a yard.

Zhang Yuan frowned slightly.

Coffin shop?

The yard was filled with freshly made coffins, and a lot of wood was piled up in the corner. In front of the yard, a flag "Zhang Ji Coffin" floated.

Zhang Yuan's body flashed and quickly landed on their roof. He bent down and listened to the inside.

A series of subtle conversations sounded in the room.

"Master Zhang, this is the thing. Look, are we targeted by the people from Qian Yao Mansion?"

A woman's voice was deliberately lowered.

"This is impossible. According to their habits, if you really discover your true identity, do you think you still have life? And they repeatedly release evil spirits to attract us to take action. If you already know your identity, why do you have to do this? Although release evil spirits can disrupt our sight, they will also attract people from the Dragon Gate, which is not worth the loss."

A low voice suddenly said.

"What do you mean is the evil spirit I encountered during the day, not from the Qiande Mansion? Apart from them, who else will there be? Could it be the evil spirit that arises naturally?"

The female voice suddenly became nervous.

"Don't worry about this matter. Go back first. I will solve it for you tomorrow. Now there are more important things to wait for me to do. The holy object on Gao Mijin's body probably fell into the hands of Zhang Yuan, the Qian Yao Mansion. The Qian Yao Mansion is already taking action. I must not let the Qian Yao Mansion succeed. I must go and get it back tonight."

The low voice rang again.

"Okay, then I wish the master a success."

The female voice said.

"Um."

Squeak.

Soon, the sound of the door opening sounded, Xiao Sanniang walked out, looked around with caution, then used her light skills, jumped onto the wall, and quickly left here.

Zhang Yuan's eyes flashed and he slowly stood up.

Do you want to deal with yourself?

Take out what you have?

That roll of kraft paper?

It seems that it's really right!

However, you don't have to deal with me, I'll come to you in person.

He flipped his body, hanged lightly under the eaves, poked through the window paper, and looked inside.

I saw a tall figure with his back facing him, changing into a night outfit. At the same time, there was also a red-haired and white-faced evil ghost mask, placed on the table, as if he was preparing to carry it on his head for a while.

Zhang Yuan's heart flashed and he had a prank.

call!

A palm wind surged into the room, and the candlelight in the room suddenly faded.

"who?"

A loud shout sounded, and the figure in the room didn't think about it and quickly rushed towards the window. With a palm shattered the window, he rushed out directly.

The outdoors are empty, the full moon shines brightly, and the surroundings are silent, and the moon is covered with the earth like flowing water.

He looked cautiously and observed around him, and finally slowly walked towards the idle coffin. His eyes were fierce, he raised his palms and clapped his palms on the covers of these coffins one by one.

Bang bang bang, a muffled sound came. After a while, he frowned and walked back into the room.

call!

As soon as I entered the room, a strange cold wind appeared again, and the candlelight jumped unsteadily.

His eyes were sharp, he grabbed a long sword with his backhand, stepped on his feet, and rushed towards the roof.

Bang!

The roof was shattered and the tiles were flying around, and his body fell steadily on the roof.

There was silence and no figure in all directions.

His face turned gloomy and stood on the roof, observing around for a moment, and finally looked down at the room.

Suddenly, the candlelight completely went out and the room was pitch black.

His face changed, he grabbed the sword and jumped into the room again. He wanted to see what it was!

However, this jump was so scared that my hair stood upside down.

A red-haired and white-faced evil ghost, staring at himself with wide eyes, was almost sticking to his face.

He was shocked and hurriedly turned back.

wrong!

This is your own mask!

"Who?"

The old world is the old world after all. In a shock, he instantly reacted and shouted loudly.

His heart was in a mess.

Is this a human or an evil spirit?

If you are a human being, you can at least rank on the human list if you have such strength.

"Who are you?"

The evil ghost mask finally made a sound, hoarse and low, obviously after deliberate change.

"I am just an ordinary shopkeeper. What is the purpose of your visit at night?"

Master Zhang replied in a low voice and quickly calmed down.

It's undoubtedly a man.

He began to think about a way to escape.

This person is terrible and almost competes with the scattered people of their Demon Cult. He has no confidence in defeat. The only thing he can do is to delay time and wait for an opportunity to escape.

"Ordinary shopkeeper? Hehe, can ordinary shopkeepers have such skills?"

The evil ghost mask sneered.

"I just practiced when I was young."

Lord Zhang spoke.

"Is that so? It seems that you also joined the Demon Sect when you were young?"

The evil ghost mask sneered.

"You ```"

Master Zhang's face was pale.

Who is the other party?

He actually knew his identity as the Demon Sect.

"Tell me, what are you going to do? What are the people from Qian Yao Mansion doing?"

The evil ghost mask said indifferently.

Master Zhang suddenly stepped on his solemnly and retreated wildly. At the same time, he waved his left palm and dozens of steel needles flashing black light rushed out towards the evil ghost mask.

He himself directly knocked open the window and rushed out, with the sword in his hand horizontally in front of his chest, ready to deal with the subsequent danger at any time.

But immediately afterwards.

Bang!

My mind hurts, as if I was hit by a huge rock, my eyes turned black and I fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

Zhang Yuan held his body and stood up a few times and left here.

What hidden weapon? It's ridiculous!

Inside the inn.

He abandoned Master Zhang's dantian and tied it up. Then he picked out the poison sac in his mouth and patted him on the shoulder. He quickly woke him up.

Master Zhang woke up slowly and felt a severe pain in his lower abdomen, and his internal energy could not be lifted at all. He couldn't help but feel shocked.

“You ``````````````"

The evil ghost mask on Zhang Yuan's face still did not take off, and he put the towel in his hand, without giving him any chance to speak, and stuffed the towel into his mouth.

Ummm```
To be continued...