Peerless Martial Saint starts from signing in

Chapter 64

With the end of the piano fighting incident, the reputation of Jiuzhong Pavilion has once again risen to a higher level.

Also famous is Que Yan who has 'became famous'.

It's just that since the night of playing the piano, no one knows his whereabouts anymore.

By this time, if the rest of the brothels still don't know that there is an expert escort in the Jiuzhong Pavilion, then they have been fooling around all these years.

With the foreign aggression lifted and the intelligence work finding the most suitable candidate, Mu Feng once again devoted his energy to signing in and practicing.

On this day, he signed a Taoist book called Paper-cutting Xiaoshu in his courtyard.

This small technique can attach a wisp of his spiritual power to the paper figurine.

Where the paper figurine can reach, the surrounding sounds, images, and fluctuations in spiritual power can all be fed back to Mu Feng's mind in its original form.

Although it is still not to the extent that the deity came in person, it is not much worse.

After getting the paper-cut technique, Mu Feng couldn't put it down.

Immediately, hundreds of paper mannequins were cut out and distributed throughout the pavilion, forming a tight surveillance network.

"Functionally speaking, the paper-cutting technique is somewhat similar to the expansion of the spiritual consciousness, but the former is more flexible."

"The paper figurines can stick to people and be taken everywhere, and the randomness and chance are also incomparable to the development of spiritual consciousness."

"Unfortunately, after a certain distance is exceeded, the monitoring will consume a lot of mind, but I can't cast a wide net, otherwise the information feedback from many paper people will greatly occupy my mind."

Thinking about it this way, Mu Feng's paper-cutting skills are currently limited to use in the pavilion.

That evening, his mind caught a suspicious young servant.

"Sneaky, hiding, I want to see what you want to do?"

While his mind was moving, Mu Feng's perception switched to a piece of paper figurine.

And the paper man was sticking to the sneaky boy's shoulder right now.

The boy moved forward skillfully, avoiding all the guards and stewards.

Finally came to the outside of Gong Shuiyao's courtyard.

After confirming that no one was around again, the servant took out a bottle of liquid medicine from his arms, poured it into his palm, rubbed it open, and then applied it on his neck, wrists and other exposed parts.

Mu Feng was amazed when he saw it, and felt that the boy's actions were like spraying perfume.

After waiting for about half a minute, Mu Feng knew the effect of the liquid medicine.

"It can actually shield the monk's perception. Although the effect is not very strong, it is more than enough to deal with the meridian state."

He could sense that this boy was just an ordinary person who had never practiced, so he was even more curious about the other's actions.

He didn't make a sound to disturb, and continued to lie on the young servant's shoulder, and followed him into Gong Shuiyao's courtyard.

Mu Feng had been to this courtyard once, and it was obvious that the boy was more familiar with this place.

The little servant turned around, and soon came to the window of a wooden house.

The window was half open, and a thick mist floated out of it.

The servant bowed his back, only glanced into the window, and the whole eyeballs began to bulge out with blood.

The little piece of paper, where Mu Feng's mind was located, also leaned his head and looked into the window, and his scalp exploded.

I saw that there was a bathtub in the center of the wooden house.

Most of Gong Shuiyao's body was soaked in the bathtub, on the steaming water surface, a patch of moist and fair skin was exposed.

Round and full radian, exquisite and delicate collarbone, elegant neck like a swan

Everything is exciting.

Although it was not the first time for Mu Feng to see that almost perfect jade body, his mind was also moved by it.

The boy lying under the window sill was even more idiotic, his heart was beating like thunder, and all the blood in his body was rushing towards his lower abdomen at this moment.

"I forgot about you."

Sitting cross-legged in the main courtyard of the pavilion, Mu Feng himself raised his eyebrows slightly.

While thinking about it, the little paper figure stood up from his shoulder, and slapped the boy on the head with a slap.

"boom!"

The boy's forehead hit the window sill heavily, making an exaggerated sound.

"Who's outside?"

Gong Shuiyao's icy voice suddenly came, and the next moment, the wooden window was suddenly closed by a spiritual force.

The boy's forehead was covered with blood, and his heart was even more frightened.

Earlier, someone obviously slapped him on the head, but when he turned his head to look, there was not even a ghost around!

He got up and ran outside.

Thinking in his heart, the fact that he peeked at the oiran taking a bath has been exposed, and this Jiuzhong Pavilion must not be kept anymore.

Just as he was rushing towards the gate of the courtyard without hesitation, his ankle was tripped by something. The boy rolled forward and fell out, his leg bones seemed to be broken.

It was at this time that Gong Shuiyao rushed out of the house.

She was wearing a large robe, which tightly wrapped that graceful body.

But even so, his uneven figure still has nothing to hide, outlining a beautiful and moving curve.

The flowing cloud-like black hair was scattered behind her back, and the water droplets from the tips of her hair made her waist appear wet and limp.

On that beautiful face, there was a killing intent.

"No! Fairy Shuiyao, listen to me!"

The boy clutched his injured leg and hurriedly made a sound.

Seeing that Gong Shuiyao didn't stop at all, he immediately shouted again at the top of his voice: "Killer! Help!"

Gong Shuiyao snorted coldly, walked up to him in two or three steps, mobilized her spiritual energy, and slapped her from the air.

The boy uttered an incomparably shrill scream, his head tilted, and he passed out.

The paper figurine that Mu Feng was attached to hid in the grass, looking at the lecherous boy whose lower body was smashed to pieces, his whole body trembled.

the same moment.

The Mu Feng deity in the wooden house in the main courtyard of the pavilion also felt that his hem was a little chilly.

"I didn't expect Shuiyao to have such a violent side."

"Pretty women are really dangerous."

The boy's last mournful howl quickly attracted a group of guards.

When the guards saw clearly the tragic appearance of the boy in the pool of blood, they all took a deep breath.

Their legs trembled slightly, and they didn't dare to look at Gong Shuiyao's side.

Cao Tai also rushed over after hearing the news, and when he saw this scene, he immediately reprimanded the group of guards loudly.

"What are you all doing blankly? It's obvious that the boy did something wrong, otherwise why would he appear in Miss Shuiyao's yard?"

The guards trembled from the roar, and hurried forward to drag the boy on the ground out.

Cao Tai didn't dare to look at Gong Shuiyao's wet clothes.

He looked at the ground and said: "Don't worry, I'll go tell the Pavilion Master right away and let him make the decision for you."

"What a bastard, there are such people in our Jiuzhong Pavilion!"

Gong Shuiyao rejected his kindness.

"Thank you Guanshi Cao, I don't need to bother you, I will explain to the pavilion master what happened today."