Chapter 6 I Really Want to Take a Gamble
"You certainly won't be disappointed."
A glint flashed in Tu Xing's eyes, "Okay." He instructed, "Go in the other direction, and try to walk as far as possible before going out."
The woman's eyes brightened: "I will."
Then, he began to crawl downwards, supporting himself with his hands on the branches on both sides, and slowly slid to the ground.
When walking back and forth, they walked quickly in opposite directions, and their feet seemed to be moving very fast under their long gown-like skirts.
After running for a distance, he slowed down and walked at normal speed. After turning a corner, his figure completely disappeared.
Tu Xing took another look at her because she walked very swiftly, and she landed easily on the ground with one hand supporting herself on the tree trunk.
After standing up straight, he glanced to the left and right, and seeing that there was no one, he looked forward.
Usually this type of house only has front and back doors. After the previous incident, I'm afraid that people are now guarding those two places, and if someone really tries to enter from there, he will be caught red-handed.
Tu Xing scanned quickly and finally locked onto the area on the right that was full of rubble. He walked towards that place at a normal speed.
When he got to the pile, he looked around again, stepped on a large and solid-looking stone, put his hands on the wall for leverage, and reached the top of the wall in a few steps.
Half of his head popped out, with only his eyes visible at upper height. He looked inside and found no one nearby.
Glancing down at the ground, looking for something to cushion the impact.
I saw a flower bed with soil, flowers and grass growing very well, and the whole thing was even higher than the ground. I couldn't help but feel relieved.
The young man swiftly climbed over, landing his feet on the flower bed first, and kneeled on one knee to cushion the impact, keeping the movement to a minimum.
Then, adjust your squatting position and extend one foot first to firmly step on the ground.
Then he stood up straight and exhaled.
Tu Xing glanced at the window out of the corner of his eye. This place happened not to be facing the window or the corridor, so everything was going well.
He turned around, pushed the flattened flowers and plants aside, roughly making them stand upright, and then picked up a wilted weed in his hand.
I walked along the wall towards the entrance where they left, with my hand on the door, and I was inevitably nervous.
He still pushed it open slowly, his eyes quickly moving forward.
A second later, surprise appeared in the young man's eyes. There was still no one there?
When he heard the rustling sound of footsteps, he was cheered up and quickly put his hands behind his back to restore the door to its original state.
Tu Xing walked towards the direction of the sound and met someone after three or two steps.
The dark-skinned man, about thirty or forty years old, was dressed in a dark green outfit that appeared from a distance. He was clearly one of the Sultan's personal guards.
When the guard saw the strange young man, he put his hand on the knife at his waist and asked sternly, "Who are you?"
Tu Xing blinked, and finished thinking, "An attendant dressed like you called me over, saying it was His Majesty's order, but when I got here and turned around, I couldn't find him."
The guard was puzzled. "Your Majesty's order?"
The young man looked normal, with a bit of reserve of a lower-class person, and his body was slightly hunched.
"Yes, I came in a hurry. I was pulling weeds. I wanted to finish my work quickly and go back as soon as possible."
As he spoke, he raised the weeds in his hand and then pointed to the soil particles next to his shoes.
After a pause of about three seconds, Tu Xing saw that the other party didn't say anything and just looked him up and down, and continued:
"Why don't we just go back to where we got separated and wait a little longer?"
The guard glanced at his back and asked, "What's in your bag?" He still looked questioning.
Hearing this, Tu Xing's eyes moved slightly, and his attitude was natural: "Some luggage, do you want to see it?"
"Just some food, some drinks, two rags, and some clothes to change into when I sweat. After work, I wash them and change into new clothes before going home."
As he spoke, he took off his backpack, opened the door and showed it to people.
The man stared at her for two seconds, then squeezed his eyelids shut. "Alright, just go back to where you got separated and stay there. What are you wandering around for? Get out of here!"
The young man nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, you are right."
He turned his head to identify the road, walked out of this room, looked to both sides, scratched his head with one hand, and then looked back, "My lord, I can't tell the way."
The guard's increasingly impatient roar came: "Do you want to die?"
The young man seemed to be frightened and walked to the side in panic.
The guard guarding the back door spat on the ground in dissatisfaction: "Idiot, who sent for you? Aren't you afraid of His Majesty's wrath?"
Tu Xing, standing in the aisle, exhaled slowly, with some cold sweat on his back. He tightened the opening of his backpack and hung it on his back.
I tried to figure out where the main gate was and decided whether to leave immediately or wait here.
The main thing is that the previous conversation failed to find a breakthrough and was directly driven away.
If you meet another one, you have to repeat it again. As you are talking, it will be easy to be exposed when these two meet.
At this moment, two dogs barked.
Tu Xing raised his lower eyebrow, turned around and walked towards that place with very light steps.
As he was about to get closer, he saw an extinguished lamp on the wall, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind.
He loosened his backpack and took out a small bottle and two small stones from the bag. He put the two small stones in his pocket and held the bottle in his hand.
If it was a previous mission, we could just find a random place to start a fire, but now due to the special backlash of black magic, we have to avoid the Sultan and the other two.
A look of "difficult" flashed in Tu Xing's eyes. He really wanted to take a gamble and bet that the mission would be successful directly without any backlash.
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