Chapter 33 33. The Merry Stepmother of the Demon Cult Leader (3)

"I'm carrying the burden, I'm leading the horse, welcoming the sunrise and sending off the sunset..."

Cheng Yueshu led a black steed, and walked lazily on the official road, with a turban on her face, she couldn't see the appearance of the magnificent leader's wife at all.

No need to guess, Cheng Yueshu knew that at least three groups of people followed behind her.

It made her feel kind and reassuring.

Follow, let's all follow, the free bodyguards are not in vain, and the messy medicine Shao Zhuolin gave didn't even have a chance to take action.

Wuhu Mountain Villa is not very far away, Cheng Yueshu rode fast a few days ago, almost day and night on the road, after getting off the horse, her thigh hurt badly, and she almost took the wrong road in the middle.

This made Cheng Yueshu miss modern transportation and navigation.

Finally seeing the signboard of Wuhu Mountain Villa from a distance, Cheng Yueshu dismounted and led him, and walked slowly.

"Madam, you are here."

The old butler got the pass and rushed out to greet him, sweating profusely.

"Well, give my little black a brush, so it's good to feed." Cheng Yueshu patted the horse's belly, and the steed snorted at her.

I don't know if it's reluctance or dissatisfaction with her naming level.

The old housekeeper immediately made arrangements and said respectfully: "Madam, the meal is ready, do you plan to eat first or rest first?"

While talking, he stretched out his hand to pick up the baggage in Cheng Yueshu's hand.

Cheng Yueshu threw it over casually, "The sky is big and the earth is big, and the food is the biggest."

The old housekeeper responded and led the way with a bundle.

Cheng Yueshu looked at his back with flickering eyes.

Soon after reaching the main compartment, the old housekeeper put the burden on the table and stood with his head bowed.

"I'll ask my servants to bring the food, you rest first."

After Cheng Yueshu nodded, the housekeeper stepped back and gently closed the door.

Cheng Yueshu opened the bag, and the dead leaves on the interlayer were broken, which confirmed her conjecture.

It seems that this old thing was bought by someone, and the contents of the package have been checked in a short distance.

Obviously, this meal was uneasy, Cheng Yueshu thought for a while and wanted to pull down the bed curtain, twist it into cloth strips and tie it to the door latch.

He leaned under the bed, tapped one of the hidden compartments with his fingers, and stuck the bracelet on his wrist into the recess of the dark compartment.

Kerala...

A muffled sound came.

Cheng Yueshu shook the bundle away, and all the contents fell to the ground. She dragged the bundle and entered behind the screen.

The wall turned over, swallowing Cheng Yueshu like a big mouth, and the woman's figure disappeared inside the wall.

Not a trace was left.

As the leader of the Devil's Cult, the old leader naturally wouldn't feel that the people under him were loyal to him, and this secret room was the last retreat he left for himself.

After reviewing the plot, Cheng Yueshu felt that this person's death was probably the result of a multi-party game. After all, most of the past lords died suddenly when they were in their forties because of the side effects of the blood-clothed magical power.

But because of the strangeness of Cheng Yueshu's blood, the old leader Ri Mu Xishan's body is getting better day by day.

The son is grown up, and the father is not dead yet. It is nothing new for father and son to fight each other in the Devil's Cult.

Just as everyone had guessed, the old leader died, and his secret books fell into the hands of Cheng Yueshu. Everyone focused on her baggage but found nothing.

But who would have thought that the real mystery lies not in the contents of the baggage, but in the furoshiki?

Of course, they can't be blamed for being unexpected.

Cheng Yueshu lit the candles in the secret room with a torch, and under the light, the enigmatic cursive English letters on the furoshiki were faintly visible.

Cheng Yueshu sighed, she just converted the cheat book into English and wrote it on the bag, so conspicuous, she brought it to Wuhu Villa in such a grandiose manner.

No one has discovered such a simple technique, which only shows how important it is to master a language that others do not understand.

At this moment, there was a loud banging on the door above his head.

The food was overturned, and the old butler led a group of servants, looking at the empty room, he immediately roared.

"Where is the person? Where did that woman go?!"

Someone said cautiously: "We were just watching from the window, and she definitely didn't leave."

The old housekeeper was furious: "This room is so big, can it turn into a butterfly and fly away? Search! See if there is a secret passage in this room!"

There was another sound of footsteps.

It's a pity that the old leader recruited disciples from the Smartness Palace to build the secret room, and then silenced them after the incident was completed. Even the old housekeeper didn't know about it.

The direct disciples of Lingqiao Palace are rumored to have the ability of Lu Ban, and now it seems that their reputation is well-deserved.

Cheng Yueshu re-covered the hidden compartment before, the appearance was flawless, the housekeeper searched for a long time and finally returned without success.

I can only go to plead guilty with the master who I don't know.

Finally calmed down, Cheng Yueshu's eyes fell on the English version of the cheat book on the burden.

She has been thinking about a question, since this so-called blood-clothed magical skill needs the blood of a woman in a cloudy time and a cloudy year to calm the restlessness.

So is there a possibility that this kind of cheat is only specially made for this kind of physique?

It's better for her to try to practice, lest the middlemen make money from it.

A group of demons dance in the Demon Cult. As a rookie, it is easy to lose your life without knowing when it is. It is safer to grow up and grow up.

And this is the best place to practice.

No one bothered, with enough supplies hoarded by the old leader and the living facilities built by the disciples of the Lingqiao Palace, Cheng Yueshu calmed down, and through the translation on the fur skin, the original content of the secret book emerged in his mind.

"The Qi is in harmony with the people, standing with the southwest and the north, the feet are spread across the shoulders, and the power of the hundred sessions is beyond the light..."

Cheng Yueshu is a person who can be cruel to herself.

Just like the last life, she has always insisted on learning and fighting, from the curator to the grandson of the curator, she has never slacked off.

A person who has experienced death knows how to cherish limited time better than anyone else.

Cheng Yueshu concentrated on cultivating, but the Blood-clothed Demon Sect has turned the world upside down.

All forces are staring at Cheng Yueshu, and they have set up spies in Wuhu Villa.

But no one expected that Cheng Yueshu would disappear without a trace.

Before this, although Cheng Yueshu had no power but no strength, he was not taken seriously by others. Apart from the secret books, the reason why he was always safe was also a blood bag for those who thought they could become the next leader.

"Someone must be secretly helping her."

The Great Elder had a gloomy face. The old butler of Wuhu Villa was actually one of his people, which also allowed him to get first-hand information.

He didn't think that Cheng Yueshu had the ability and scheming to escape under the surveillance of so many people, there must be someone secretly colluding with her.

The Great Elder asked his subordinates to investigate immediately, and found that the three sons of the old leader had had contact with Cheng Yueshu on the day she left.

Shao Zhuoyi and Shao Zhuoer appeared together, they restrained each other, it was difficult to do anything under the eyes of each other.

After checking and checking, only Shao Zhuolin secretly contacted Cheng Yueshu and gave Cheng Yueshu something he didn't know.

The Great Elder snorted coldly: "Spread the news that Shao Zhuolin helped Cheng's escape!"

On weekdays, Shao Zhuolin looked timid and timid, as if he had no intention of fighting.

Unexpectedly, by pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, Cheng Yueshu could be taken away in full view.

Still underestimated him!

(End of this chapter)

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