Zhuo Bufan picked up the items left behind by the 8th of December, then left Nameless Mountain and returned to the Talisman Castle.
After returning to the Talisman Castle, he didn't return to his dormitory immediately, but went to the library.
When he arrived at the library, he found a book — "On Fugue".
This was a book that specialized in mental wandering. There were related cultivation methods and some mental wandering methods. Of course, it also talked about the advantages and disadvantages of mental wandering.
In this book, Zhuo Bufan saw information that made him happy.
"My guess was right. In this way, my plan can be carried out smoothly. Now it's up to the 8th of December to see if they will give me a chance to escape."
After finishing his words, Zhuo Bufan closed the book and left the library.
…
After the five people of the Twelfth Moon Inn went down the mountain, they didn't carry out Zhuo Bufan's plan immediately. Instead, they came to an inn, sat around a table, and started to discuss the plan.
"Can we trust that man's words?" The chubby man asked the 8th of December.
The 8th of December frowned and said, "We can't completely trust him, but we can't not trust him."
"Then what should we do next? Is it going according to his plan? "
The only woman in a blue dress in the team asked. Her code name in the Twelfth Moon Inn was the 7th of December.
She and the 8th of December were indeed a couple. To be precise, they were Taoist companions.
She looked at the 8th of December affectionately, waiting for the 8th of December to make a decision.
They might not listen to Zhuo Bufan, but they would definitely listen to the 8th of December's orders.
"Well, I'll go to the Clearwater Villa and check it out. I cultivate the Wind Spirit Body. If I really encounter danger, I can easily escape. "
"If it's really like that guy said, that the women in the Clearwater Villa are extraordinary, then we'll make another plan. If it's not like what he said, then that guy's words are very likely a trap. "
The chubby man stood up and suggested. In fact, he liked to act alone.
The 8th of December frowned and didn't make a decision. The chubby man stood up.
"It's decided. Use the Communication Conch."
Before the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month could finish speaking, the slightly plump man left like the wind. After he left, Chu Qi, who was standing next to the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, sighed.
"That's how it is in the third year of junior high school. Will he be alright if we let him go alone? "
After hearing this, the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month said expressionlessly, "Acting alone is his choice."
"You don't really believe that guy's plan, do you? He said that Shang Xingdao's mind would wander tomorrow at noon. Let us destroy his body at that time. "
"He even said that it would rain tomorrow. He's simply lying through his teeth. The weather is so good, why would it rain?"
There were two other men in the group. They were on the fourth and fifth of the twelfth lunar month.
On the fourth day of the twelfth lunar month, he was the youngest in the group, looking about fifteen or sixteen years old. Obviously, he didn't trust Zhuo Bufan very much.
"Whether it's true or not, we'll know when we go there tomorrow. Perhaps he has some way to make Shang Xingdao's mind wander. If that's the case, then the things he wants make sense. "
On the fifth day of the twelfth lunar month, the oldest man in the group supported the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, or rather, he believed what Zhuo Bufan said.
"I think the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month can be trusted. Didn't the third day of the twelfth lunar month go to Qingshui Villa to investigate? After his investigation, we'll decide whether to cooperate with that man tomorrow. "
The fifth day of the twelfth lunar month's suggestion was approved by the seventh and eighth day of the twelfth lunar month. The fourth day of the twelfth lunar month, who had always listened to the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, naturally had no objections.
…
That evening, the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, while waiting for news at the inn, suddenly heard the sound of waves coming from the transmission conch.
The eighth day of the twelfth lunar month hurriedly took out the transmission conch and whispered, "It's the third day of the twelfth lunar month. There's a situation on his side."
"Hurry up and listen to what's going on over there," the seventh day of the twelfth lunar month said hurriedly.
The four of them sat together and placed the transmission conch in the center of the table, waiting for the third day of the twelfth lunar month to report the situation.
In the end, when the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month connected to the transmission conch, he heard a terrifying howl coming from the other end of the conch.
"Who are you? You're the devil!
"Please spare me, please don't kill me!"
"The eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, where are you? Come and save me, come and save me!!
"I don't want to die, I don't want to die!
"Go away, you bastard, don't bite my hand, don't bite my head … Ahhh!"
…
Waves of hysterical screams came from the transmission conch in the center of the table.
Some were angry, some were begging for mercy, some were asking for help, and some were scared! After hearing this, everyone felt their hair stand on end, fidgeting, and their hair standing on end.
"Eighth …"
The seventh day of the twelfth lunar month was about to call out to the other party, but the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month covered his mouth in time. The eighth day of the twelfth lunar month then turned off the transmission conch immediately.
"Yun He, why did you!"
"Shh! He's already dead. If you had answered just now, perhaps the next one to die would be us. "
The eighth day of the twelfth lunar month made the most correct choice in the shortest time possible. He turned off the transmission conch and cut off the connection with the third day of the twelfth lunar month.
"That man is right. The existence that lives in Qingshui Villa is not someone we can provoke. That's a, a powerful person. "
The two words "powerful person" echoed in the minds of the four people. The four people couldn't help but feel their throats dry and their backs cold.
After a while, on the fourth day of the twelfth lunar month, the youngest child asked.
"Eighth, eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, what should we do next?"
After the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month heard this, he narrowed his eyes, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.
"Cooperate with that man, kill the target, and complete the mission."
Zhuo Bufan had warned them not to go to Qingshui Villa. But there were always people who were not afraid of death and wanted to try their luck.
On the third day of the twelfth lunar month, no one knew whether he was too confident or too conceited. He used his life to prove one thing to the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, that the woman living in Qingshui Villa was very, very scary!
Because he suspected Zhuo Bufan, he lost his life on the third day of the twelfth lunar month.
Because of this, Zhuo Bufan won their trust on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month.
They decided to start assassinating the target according to Zhuo Bufan's plan.
…
Soon, the second day came!
On this day, dark clouds covered thousands of miles, and heavy rain poured down.
"It's really raining today. Who on earth is that eighth day of the twelfth lunar month?"
The fourth day of the twelfth lunar month was shocked. He recalled what he said yesterday and felt his face burning.
"It's not difficult to see that it's going to rain today if you observe the sky at night. However, it was clear yesterday, but he predicted that it would rain today. This person is really not simple. "
Even the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month had a new level of respect for Zhuo Bufan.
Soon, the four people sneaked into the Talisman Fortress according to Zhuo Bufan's plan.
At the same time, Zhuo Bufan also started his plan!
He put the things he got from the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month into the drawer of the desk, then took out the unfinished paper and started to write calmly as if nothing had happened.
He was waiting, waiting for the prey to come to him!
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