Chapter 283 (1/2)

Neither of them was in a hurry to chase.

Xiaodong has a certain conviction that he can't run.

Just like a kite flying person, no matter how far and how high the kite flies, he thinks that he is so lofty, but he can't get rid of the string that roots him.

Xiaodong can't say the mysterious, strange and familiar feeling in his heart. He had a vague feeling that if he wanted to, he could control more people's footprints, and that control could extend far away.

This feeling did not make him feel strange or frightened.

The feeling, or the ability, is like a part of his body, which was taken away before, and now it's found again, stitched together with his body. This kind of feeling even let him have a kind of long time no longer have the joy.

If you have a pair of eyes looking down over xiejiazhuang now, you will find that this spacious and prosperous manor is different from yesterday's scene. Yesterday, it was also full of joy and excitement. People came and went in an endless stream and walked through the courtyard. Now these people are like fish that smell the dangerous smell. They all hide themselves. Even the servants in the village are aware of something wrong. They go together in twos and threes and dare not leave alone. The guests were very careful. Chen Jingzhi did not stand out at all among them. His speed was not fast or slow. He was as cautious as others.

He left the guest house all the way and walked along the flower wall. When he got out of the gate again, it would be the outer courtyard. There are stables, barns, and places for servants to live, which can't be compared with those inside. The houses outside are crowded and built in disorder, not to mention the pattern. The roads are winding and complicated. People who are not familiar with it are afraid that they can't find a way out after eight circles.

Chen Jingzhi quickly passed through the place. His steps were not fast or slow. Looking at him like this, he could not guess what the man was thinking and what he was going to do.

He took the horse from the stable. The horse was not very impressive. It was a little thin and gray.

Chen Jingzhi turned on his horse and ran all the way to the northwest. Some people in xiejiazhuang didn't take him seriously. There was something wrong with the village. It turned out that those who wanted to eat and drink were scattered. Those who were afraid of it also quickly withdrew. There was not much of him.

Night covers the earth, and the gate of the town has been closed. For ordinary people, once the city gate is closed, the inside and outside will be cut off, and the people outside will not be able to enter and the people inside the city will not be able to get out. But for people other than ordinary people, such as Chen Jingzhi, this small gate is not even a threshold.

Chen Jingzhi rose into the air.

He learned a lot of Kung Fu. First, he inherited some Kung Fu from his family. After he left Huihui mountain, he didn't learn any real skills. Maybe he would hide his deeds. But at this time, he would not think that anyone was watching his every move. At this time, he used the Kung Fu taught by Li Fulin.

Crossing this wall and northward, there are mountains and forests dozens of miles away. It's very easy to hide one's tracks and escape. His figure in the night looked like a light smoke, which could hardly be seen without careful attention.

However, he is not a cigarette after all, because the smoke will not bump into an invisible barrier head-on and fall backward in great confusion. He reached out his hand and grabbed it at the edge of the city wall. In ordinary times, even the most solid wall brick would be cut to pieces by him. However, the wall brick was sliding like three inch thick lard, and his fingers could not be grasped by passing it.

When his feet fell to the ground, Chen Jingzhi pulled out the dagger hidden in his sleeve.

The body of this short sword is thinner and narrower than that of other swords. The body of the sword is dark and lacquered without any light. The handle is also very thin and short. It's kind of like a dagger.

Instead of trying to escape in any other direction, he was alert and slightly arched.

Different from what he thought, no one immediately reached out to him and waited for a long time. There was no change except for the faint sound of tiny movement in the distance.

The barrier as if he had just hit the iron plate head-on was his illusion.

The night was deep.

Chen Jingzhi didn't move, but he had countless thoughts in his mind.

At first, he thought that the other party must have come against him. It might be the remnant evils of the Chen and Xia families, the people from Tianjian City, and the people returning to the mountain.