"It's going to rain again." Looking at the weather, Morin turned around and said to his companions. After leaving the small village, the atmosphere was quite solemn. No one had spoken a single word along the way.
"Yes." Hearing him say this, Lu Ping simply responded.
"It looks like it's going to rain quite a bit." Along with Morin's words, a clap of thunder pierced through the sky. The lightning reflected on everyone's face, causing them to flicker.
"There's a place to take shelter from the rain if we go a bit further." Lu Ping said.
"Oh? How did you know? "Morin said.
"By walking past." Lu Ping said.
A year ago, when he escaped from Canyon Peak City, he headed north towards the North Style Academy, heading in this direction. At that time, he was alone and was cautious along the way, avoiding to the east and hiding in the west. He never dared to choose the main road with many people. Now that they were led by Morin, they also had a cautious plan, but they just happened to take the same route as him.
"What kind of place is it?" Morin asked.
"A rundown temple." Lu Ping said.
"That's not a good place to hide." Morin said. In a place with few people, this kind of building would be more conspicuous.
"Didn't you say to take shelter from the rain?" Lu Ping said.
"Alright … … Let's go take a look first." Morin said helplessly.
With Lu Ping leading the way, after walking for a short while, they saw a rundown temple. Morin looked around. It was a desolate area with no signs of human habitation. They cautiously entered the temple and discovered that it was already half-collapsed. The worshipping statue was also nowhere to be seen. It was not popular on the continent to believe in gods. There were only a few people who created their own mountain gods, river gods, and the like, placing their hopes and aspirations on them.
Morin circled the inside and outside twice. Seeing that the rain was about to fall, he nodded, indicating that there was no problem.
"It should have been a long time since someone came here." Morin said as he invited them inside.
When the three of them came in, Lu Ping and Ling Ziyan each picked a place to sit down, while Fang Yizhu leaned against the window. The heavy rain came without warning. The half-collapsed temple was leaking water everywhere. In the blink of an eye, there were already several small puddles, and the rainwater was still dripping down.
Everyone was silent, watching the rain, each with their own thoughts.
"Senior Brother Fang, why are you so quiet?" Morin suddenly asked.
Fang Yizhu, who was standing by the window watching the rain, looked back at him and said, "I'm looking to see if anyone is chasing us."
"If someone really catches up, what does Senior Apprentice Brother Fang plan to do?" Morin asked.
"Isn't that obvious? Of course I'll leave you guys behind and run if I can." Fang Yizhu said.
Morin was at a loss for words. There was no way to continue the conversation.
"How are you?" He turned to ask Lu Ping.
"This is a good opportunity to rest and recover," Lu Ping said. The heavy rain wasn't a factor that stopped him from continuing forward. He found that the recovery of his soul power wasn't as smooth as he had expected. In this state, even if he teleported to the Dark Army's capital to see Su Tang, he still wouldn't be able to save her. So it was necessary to stop, calm down, and adjust his state.
"Okay, rest in peace. I'll keep an eye on this side," Morin said and glanced at Fang Yizhu seemingly unintentionally.
Lu Ping nodded and closed his eyes to rest. But Morin wasn't someone who would easily stay idle. He didn't disturb Lu Ping and began to chat with Ling Ziyan.
"Still worried about Teacher Chu Min?" He looked at Ling Ziyan's uneasy expression and asked.
Ling Ziyan nodded.
"Don't worry. I carefully erased our tracks before, so no one should be able to chase us there. After we left, I also set up a diversion. Even if the enemy found any traces, they wouldn't point there. They would only chase further and further in the wrong direction. By the time they come back to their senses, I think Teacher Chu Min will have the ability to escape. "Morin comforted.
"En." Ling Ziyan heard Morin say this and finally showed a relaxed expression.
"Hehe." Fang Yizhu on the other side sneered.
Morin didn't like Fang Yizhu for a day or two. He had been annoyed when he had been pestered to travel and live with him. Now that he heard this seemingly disdainful laugh, he immediately jumped up.
"What do you mean by hehe?" Morin shouted.
"I noticed your methods along the way. These are the life-saving techniques you are so proud of, right?" Fang Yizhu said.
"So what?" Morin said.
"Very good." Fang Yizhu said.
"Go on." Morin knew that he wasn't finished.
"But this is only limited to your level." Fang Yizhu said.
"What do you mean?" Morin said.
"If you want to use these techniques to protect Lu Ping, have you ever thought about the level of the enemy he is facing? For example, the fatty from before. If he was a strong tracker of this level, would you still have such confidence in your techniques? "Fang Yizhu said.
Morin was stunned.
His realm was only at the three spirits connected. The so-called godly skills that Fang Yizhu had mentioned weren't any high-end abilities. They were Molin's flexible application of the rich knowledge and experience he had accumulated throughout his career. He used some simple abilities to achieve the ingenious effect he needed. These methods had helped him escape danger more than once. It wasn't an exaggeration to say that they were his life-saving techniques.
But as Fang Yizhu said, these methods could help him save his life, after all, because the opponent he faced wouldn't be too strong. His profession was very particular about matching strength. For example, assassinating a xiuzhe with four spirits connected would rarely be given to an assassin with three spirits connected. And the great majority of assassins with three spirits connected would not challenge an impossible mission like this.
As for Lu Ping, what he had to face was even more exaggerated. Not to mention the Four Physical Forms, even the Five Physical Forms had appeared. And what was he going to do now? He was going to save Su Tang, that was pretty much challenging the entire Black Army Empire. This kind of mission, not just an assassin with three spirits connected, even the entire assassin organization couldn't take it!
"Then what can I do?" Morin couldn't help but blurt out.
"Just do your best." Fang Yizhu said.
"I've already done that." Morin said.
"Then when I laugh, don't have such a big opinion." Fang Yizhu said.
"Get out!" Morin was angry. But he didn't have the heart to argue with Fang Yizhu. Because he knew that his question was pointless? What could he do? There was actually only one answer: become stronger. When Lu Ping faced an enemy like Zhou Shilong, he wouldn't only be able to watch from the side. Then he would be able to provide reliable help to Lu Ping. And now, his methods, would it be enough to deal with the enemies Lu Ping would face?
Morin couldn't sit still and also stood by the window, looking out with Fang Yizhu.
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