"No, it's just a clone."

The captain of the guard shook his head.

Seeing Zhang Qiyuan's increasingly gloomy expression, he hurriedly said: "But the trap array of the mansion has been activated. If that guy is still hiding in the mansion, he will definitely not be able to escape even if he has wings!"

Hearing this result, Zhang Qiyuan was obviously not satisfied.

Buzz——!

Instantly, powerful spiritual awareness radiated from his body.

It was like an invisible halo that quickly spread throughout the Zhang Mansion.

No matter if it is crawling on the ground or flying on the trees, any creature with signs of life cannot escape the perception of spiritual consciousness.

Even the lakes were not spared.

Little did they know that Lin Hao's hiding place at this time was not on the ground or on a tree, but underground.

After shrinking into the size of Ant-Man, he had already crawled into an ant hole under the tree, deep into the ground.

After all, without a hole in the ground, no one could imagine that someone could hide deep underground.

It was because Zhang Qiyuan neglected this point that Lin Hao escaped the spiritual detection.

As for Jing Ke, he has a mechanical beast body and is in stealth mode. As long as he doesn't move, the spiritual sense cannot detect his existence at all.

"Um?"

After a thorough investigation, Zhang Qiyuan did not find anything suspicious and was quite surprised.

Considering the Zhang clan members in the mansion, plus the guards and servants, the number must be at least over a thousand.

Among them, as the high and mighty patriarch, naturally not everyone can recognize him.

It is impossible to distinguish them just by using spiritual awareness.

"Send the order immediately to check all the people in the mansion and search any corner where they can hide."

Zhang Qiyuan's eyes were sinister, and he said in a cold voice: "No one is allowed to leave the mansion without permission before dawn!"

"Anyone who disobeys will be severely punished!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged guard captain looked stern, nodded in awe and said, "Yes, Master."

For a moment, the originally peaceful Zhang Mansion suddenly became restless as if facing a powerful enemy.

"It seems that the people in the Deacon Hall still refuse to give up."

The corners of Zhang Qiyuan's eyes wrinkled and twisted slightly, revealing a hint of ferocity.

"Uncle, what if that guy can't be found?"

A young man in purple came over and asked with a slightly panicked look.

Seeing the young man speak, Zhang Qiyuan's eyes were filled with chills, and he shouted angrily: "What else can I do? You are the one who caused this!"

"If you don't do anything wrong, you will be sentenced to death!"

Hearing this, the panic on the purple-clothed young man's brow became more intense.

Obviously, he was the thief targeted by the Deacon Hall, Zhang Yulong.

"Uncle, this is not your order..."

"If you dare to talk nonsense again, don't blame me for killing my relatives for the sake of justice!"

Before Zhang Yulong could finish his words, Zhang Qiyuan angrily stopped him and frightened him into shutting up.

Then the latter snorted coldly, turned around and left.

Behind him, many family masters also followed Zhang Qiyuan and went together.

Although they were of the same blood as Zhang Yulong, the scapegoat, they were extremely indifferent and ruthless towards him.

It seemed as if all this was the trouble caused by Zhang Yulong!

"Why!"

In the courtyard, Zhang Yulong stood alone.

He clenched his fists, and the panic in his eyes was gone at this moment.

Instead, there was an uncontrollable look of resentment.

It seemed that the tension just now was just an illusion.

"If it weren't for my mother, how could I listen to your orders and do such a dirty thing..."

Zhang Yulong's eyes were bloodshot and he muttered to himself in a low voice.

The veins on his clenched fists were bulging.

But, he didn't vent it out after all.

That expression seemed as if he was trying hard to suppress the anger in his heart and the humiliation suffered by his own fate!

In fact, strictly speaking, Zhang Yulong is not a genuine member of the Zhang family.

Her mother, originally from the Zhang clan, fell in love with a green-robed deacon when she was young.

During a mission, the deacon in green robe accidentally died in the line of duty.

However, Zhang's mother happened to be pregnant at the time.

Because he had a child out of wedlock and his reputation was ruined, his status in the Zhang family fell to the bottom.

In order to protect the Zhang family's reputation, Zhang Qiyuan allowed Zhang's mother to continue staying in the mansion, but the child's surname must be "Zhang".

Although Zhang Yulong has been extraordinary in martial arts talent since childhood, and even far surpassed most of the children of the Zhang family, he has never been able to freely choose his destiny.

All along, they have been regarded by Zhang Qiyuan as tools to make profits for the family.

No matter how talented he is in martial arts, his value in Zhang Qiyuan's eyes is just this.

For the sake of his mother, Zhang Yulong chose to endure and almost obeyed any request of Zhang Qiyuan.

He even committed theft which went against his conscience, using his status as an inner hall disciple of the Fengling Sect to steal a large number of rare treasures.

"It would be great if my strength could be a little stronger!"

In the night, a sinister look surged in Zhang Yulong's eyes.

Amidst the intense emotional fluctuations, even the accumulation of emotions over the years never made him succumb to fate.

He is waiting.

Waiting for an opportunity to completely overthrow Zhang Qiyuan!

Immediately, Zhang Yulong looked around.

After confirming that there were no members of the Zhang clan, he said to the void in a low voice: "If you want to obtain evidence, you can contact me."

After saying that, Zhang Yulong turned around and left without looking back.

He knew that the mysterious man who had sneaked into the mansion this time was obviously different from the deacons who had taken on missions in the past.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to be so elusive under the noses of Zhang Qiyuan and so many family masters.

Lin Hao sat quietly in the ant dungeon, with a hint of surprise in his calm eyes.

With the help of Jing Ke's monitoring, it was obvious that he knew everything about Zhang Yulong's conversation outside just now.

"Isn't this Zhang Yulong a thief?"

"Why would you want to provide any evidence?"

"Do you want to confess your guilt?"

A series of questions kept emerging in Lin Hao's mind.

After all, the collection of evidence this time is no longer just a simple act of theft.

With the death of several blue-robed deacons, the crime undoubtedly rose to an extremely serious one punishable by punishment.

If the matter were to be exposed, he would surely be killed.

While Lin Hao was secretly suspicious, he did not have the idea of ​​rushing to find Zhang Yulong.

Who knows, maybe that guy used this as a lure and deliberately set a trap.

"Jing Ke, fly up into the sky and lock onto your prey."

Lin Hao remained unmoved by this and issued an order.

This time, the use of the magic shadow clone alerted the enemy. If Zhang Qiyuan loses his patience, he will definitely secretly go to the hiding place to check whether the treasure is still there.

whoosh!

On the tree, a leaf shook slightly.

Amid the surge of invisible wind, Jing Ke had already flown away from here.

At this time, the Zhang family mansion was covered with a layer of light curtain of formation. From a distance, it looked like an upside-down bowl.

Height: about 100 meters.

Flying to the top edge, you can overlook any corner of the entire North District.

In mid-air, Jing Ke's eyes were cold, and he quickly locked onto the prey designated by Lin Hao.

There are two of them.

They are Zhang Qiyuan and Zhang Yulong!