Chapter 6 Tracking
Pan Ye sat down by the window on the second floor of the teahouse, ordered a cup of tea, and quietly stared at the Guixiang Building opposite.

He learned from Shi Hongna a few days ago that Niu Yi would spend a day and a night in this Guixiang Building every holiday.

Niu Yi doesn't live in the mansion on weekdays, relying on his high military strength and seniority, he is often late for work and asks others to take over.

Time passed gradually, from morning to noon, and then to the darkening sky, the tea in the cup was refilled countless times.

Just when Pan Ye began to doubt whether Niu Yi was inside, a burly figure finally walked out of the gate of Guixiang Building.

Worried about alerting Niu Yi, Pan Ye just took a quick glance and got up to pay the bill.

A martial artist in the forging state already has quite keen five senses.

After leaving the teahouse, Pan Ye pretended to be a pedestrian and mingled with the crowd, hanging far behind Niu Yi.

This Niu Yi walked with a figure of eight gait, swaying around, stopping by the booth from time to time to pick and choose, looking very leisurely.

After all, he was not a professional spy. Due to the distance between them and the corners in some places, Pan Ye almost lost sight of him several times. Fortunately, with the strong eyesight of a warrior, he managed to follow them.

"He's leaving town?"

Looking at Niu Yi's figure walking out of the city gate, Pan Ye became more and more curious.

"As Xu time approaches, the gates of the city will be closed."

As the state city of Rongzhou, the city wall is nearly 15 meters high and ten meters thick. It is closed, but it will take the next day to enter.

Pan Ye hesitated for a moment and followed.

At this time, there were not many people leaving the city at the east gate of the city, and the soldiers stationed on both sides of the gate only gave him a glance and allowed him to go.

He followed several women pushing wooden carts, walked through thick corridors, and came outside the city.

This is the first time that Pan Ye has been outside Rongzhou City since he traveled through time.

The wide wooden plank road is linked by two thick iron cables, and spans the tens of meters wide moat.

There is only flat soil outside the moat, and no forests and mountains can be seen until hundreds of meters away.

The vast flat land of Rongzhou City is rare in the south where there are many hills.

There were more than a hundred people scattered outside the city. Pan Ye glanced quickly and found that Niu Yi had already walked on the official road hundreds of meters away.

Pan Ye walked to the official road and saw that the official road spread forward and forked into three branch roads on the left, middle and right.

He saw that Niu Yi was going to the right just now, so he chose the middle road, walked a few tens of meters, and plunged into the woods on both sides.

At this time, the sky has completely darkened, and the bright moonlight is splashing on the earth.

He took out a black cloth from his arms, covered his face, and used the light-handedness technique of Benlei marksmanship, climbed to the tallest tree, and with his broad vision, roughly identified Niu Yi's position.

In the suburbs, Niu Yi was no longer leisurely, and his pace gradually accelerated, leaving only a vague black shadow in Pan Ye's vision.

In this way, he repeatedly climbed the tree to confirm the direction, followed about six miles, and the two entered the range of Qingzhu Mountain one after the other. Finally, Niu Yi stopped in front of a ruined temple in Qingzhu Mountain.

The dilapidated temple was more than ten meters long and wide, with weeds overgrown outside, two wooden doors half-opened, and one wall collapsed in half. Looking from the outside, the inside was pitch black, and it didn't look like there were people.

Niu Yi pushed open the dilapidated wooden door and walked in, then closed the door again. After a while, the temple was lit with a dim light.

Pan Ye hugged the tree trunk and waited outside for a cup of tea, but there was still no movement inside.

He jumped down from the tree trunk, raised the iron gun on his back in his right hand, and leaned up quietly with a handful of lime in his left hand.

As soon as he stepped on the steps in front of the temple, he heard Niu Yi's voice from inside the temple: "Is Brother Bo here?"

Pan Ye ran quickly without replying, and at the same time, the sound of Niu Yi walking could be heard from the other side of the temple.

"clap clap"

In the silent environment, the sound of Pan Ye stepping on the leaves was so ear-piercing.

When Pan Ye rushed to the wooden door for a few steps, he raised his iron spear and stabbed forward.

Almost at the same time, the sound of a blade piercing through the air was heard from behind the door.

clang!
The guns and knives collided, bright sparks bloomed in the dark night, the wooden door shattered into pieces, and flew in all directions, revealing Niu Yi's staggering back figure in the temple.

Pan Ye was so powerful that he threw lime in his left hand towards Niu Yi's eyes.

White smoke and dust spread between the two of them.

At this moment, the muscles of Pan Ye's whole body tensed up, feeling the surging sense of power pouring out of his body, he stepped out with his right foot suddenly, with the spear in his hand approaching with great momentum.

In an instant, the cold light from the tip of the gun poured down on Niu Yi like a torrential rain.

On the other side, Niu Yi subconsciously squinted his eyes when Pan Ye sprinkled lime on him, but after all, his vision was affected by it, and his parry was a little slower.

In an instant, a deep bloodstain was drawn by the tip of the gun on his shoulder.

"This is Fengchishi, what's your relationship with Zhang Dongming?!"

Niu Yi's eyes widened, his tone full of surprise.

However, what responded to him was the opponent's violent attack.

clang clang clang.

The sound of gold and iron colliding continued to sound, and sparks flew everywhere.

"What kind of monster is this? It's so powerful!"

Niu Yi was so overwhelmed by Pan Ye's torrential attack that he kept backing away, his right hand holding the knife trembling wildly.

Backing away, Niu Yi retreated to the bonfire, swung Pan Ye's spear away with the simple knife again, picked up the hot coals on the ground and shot at Pan Ye.

He took the opportunity to switch to his left hand.

Pan Ye brandished his long spear and sliced ​​the charcoal in front of him, and the broken charcoal fell down one after another with a dark red line of fire.

The light in the room became bright and dark.

At the moment when light and darkness intersected, a sharp and rapid knife light was reflected on Pan Ye's pupils.

Pan Ye's pupils shrank slightly, and he held guns in both hands to defend.

Pu Dao fell on the barrel of the gun, and the sharp point of the knife could barely cut across Pan Ye's chest, leaving a thin line of blood.

The two stood in place, maintaining the state of weapons clashing, wrestling with each other.

"Ho, ho, ho."

Niu Yi gasped for breath, and his whole body began to tremble slightly.

Seeing this opportunity, Pan Ye kicked him away and stabbed him with his spear.

After a few breaths, Niu Yi fell on the tribute table with a plop, breaking the tribute table into several pieces.

There was blood oozing from his abdomen.

This series of high-intensity outbursts also made Pan Ye feel a little out of breath. Standing on the spot while panting, he looked at Niu Yi who was moaning on the ground in front of him, doubts arose in his heart:

"Why is this guy so impatient, is he too weak, or am I different?"

It's only been half a month since he had practiced the Benlei marksmanship, and even if he used lime to seize the opportunity, Niu Yi's follow-up defense was impeccable with the saber technique.

This battle was all due to the huge force brought by the promotion to the body training state, making it difficult for Niu Yi to fight back.

He originally thought that since they are both newcomers to the body training state, even if everyone's strength is strong or weak, the difference will not be too much.

Pan Ye grabbed Niu Yi's collar, stepped forward and slapped him twice, making his sluggish energy concentrate.

"Who is your Excellency? In my impression, Zhang Dongming has never taught anyone his unique marksmanship."

Since Pan Ye was wearing a face scarf and the light was dim, even though Niu Yi racked his brains, he couldn't think of the identity of the person in front of him.

(End of this chapter)

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