a very dark dark guard

Chapter 160 'Visitor'

There are many sects eyeing the Demon Cult. Some want to get rid of the Demon Cult and make a name for themselves in the righteous way, some want to steal the secret manuals of magic skills, and some are interested in the gold and silver treasures in the headquarters treasury.There is also the curious Xiaoyaoxia who wants to find out what the secrets guarded by the Demon Cult are.

They want to know the truth that even the Demon Cult's own people don't know.

The headquarters of the Devil's Cult has been closed for many years, and outsiders see it as a mystery.

Then the spies spread the news that the Demon Cult was farming.

It's just that the secret letter was intercepted by me and burned to ashes.

In fact, this matter can't be hidden for long. When the town prospers, people from the surrounding villages start looking for work, and there are quite a few people who know about the Demon Cult's farming.

The Demon Cult is in Tengxue territory, whether it wants to farm or raise fish, no other country has the right to interfere.

The Tengxue royal family doesn't care, and outsiders don't want to stretch their hands too far.

This is indeed the case on the surface, but there are too many people reaching out to this side secretly.

Ximen Wuhen came back in time, when the spies from all sides focused their attention on the Demon Sect, he finally came back with 'Madam Ying'.

He first sent someone to send back the news, and the big and small leaders in the headquarters were all very excited when they heard that he was back.

On the day he arrived in town, everyone from the Demon Cult lined up to greet him.

They didn't spend the night in the town, and rushed back to the headquarters of the Demon Cult with torches and lanterns after dark.

Wan'er dressed up in the morning, it should be said that she dressed up all day...

I was afraid that my mother-in-law would think she was an ugly daughter-in-law.

All the people from the headquarters can't go, I'll stay and look after the house.

Some people really wanted to sneak into the headquarters while the elders were out to welcome the leader to Islam.

I am on the tallest building of the headquarters, sitting on the roof and watching the six roads.

A small group of energy clusters was found jumping around on the low roof.

I released the 'qi' thread and flew towards the position of the energy cluster.

But didn't grab him immediately, wanted to see where he was going.

He barely paused, and ran straight to the library at the headquarters.

His lightness skills are top-notch, and he flies over the eaves and walls as lightly as a little swallow.

However, he is not very old. Judging by the active state of his life energy, he will not be more than 20 years old.

I saw that he was going in the direction of Zangshu Pavilion, so I made preparations in advance and arranged the air wires inside and outside Zangshu Pavilion.

Air shields are used to protect books, and air wires are used to catch people.

The boy sneaked into the Library Pavilion, avoiding the guard's sight with a tricky angle.

Although he is young, he should be an experienced veteran in diving.

I have read all the books in the Zangshu Pavilion, and I know where the books are placed.

When the young man entered the Library Pavilion, he didn't rummage around. He had a very clear goal. He went up to the top floor and went to the 'Ancient Books' area to touch the special leather bag.

The location of the leather bag is beyond the reach of the cleaners.

Eating ashes in the corners for an unknown number of years.

No one in the church seems to know its existence, and no one has read it for quite a long time.

How could a young man who taught outsiders be able to accurately find the library and also know the exact location of the leather bag?
The travel notes in the leather bag have been 'digested' after seeing the air last time.

It barely held up until I finished reading it, then fell apart, and I put the scraps of paper back in the bag, since it's an antique after all.

The boy got it, and before I could remind him, he poured it out, and the paper foam was scattered all over the floor.

Although he was careful, he wanted to pick out some fragments where the handwriting could be recognized, but unfortunately things backfired.

In the end, I picked it up and picked it up, but I didn't spell a word.

Now my 'Qi' can be used as a monitor.

As long as the environment is covered, like countless tentacles, you can perceive a three-dimensional picture, and every movement of a person is extremely clear.

Through the vibration of the air, I can also 'hear' the sound.

It's just not through the ears, the sound is presented directly in my head.

(End of this chapter)