In the second half of the night, the gunshots that were about to disappear suddenly became dense again, and the gunshots seemed to be nearby.
Mo Lingwei, who was lying down, sat up suddenly, and saw a fire burning in the cave, the fire was faint, and Renzhi was adding dead branches to it.
Mo Jinlan and He Wenhao, who were dozing off, were also awakened by the sudden gunshots. The two immediately became alert, walked to the entrance of the cave and carefully looked out.
Mo Lingwei picked up Xiu'er, tore off the quilt, tied Xiu'er in front of her body, covered Xiu'er with a cloak, held her in her arms, held the gun in one hand, and took the wooden box from her waist with the other hand, and put it in the cuff.
There were not many people down the mountain, but suddenly many torches appeared on the mountain.
He Wenhao's heart tightened: "Sure enough, there are other ways to go up the mountain. I made a mistake."
"Don't panic, fortunately it's night." Mo Lingwei lowered her voice, "As long as they don't find out, it's fine."
The enemy was in the light, they were in the dark, Xiu'er didn't cry or make noise, in the whole mountain, only the howling of the cold wind and the rustling of the trees could be heard, which just covered the sound of their actions.
He Wenhao and Renzhi drew out their short knives, Mo Jinlan gripped the silver whip tightly, and Mo Lingwei pressed the button of the wooden box, and two poisonous ox hair needles popped out of the tiny holes.
Several people extinguished the fire burning in the cave and left the cave in the dark.
Shivering in the freezing cold outside, He Wenhao dragged Mo Lingwei to find a big rock against the wind and hide in it.
The members of the Qinglong gang waved the torches in their hands and stood in front of the cave where they were hiding just now. They were about to shout, but for some reason, they fell over and rolled down the hillside with a muffled "bang".
Seeing this, the surrounding people fell down one by one before they could figure out what happened, and rolled down the hillside.
There was too much movement here, which quickly alarmed the rest of the people. More torches were concentrated here, and some people even fired a few shots into the air, trying to frighten the people in the dark.
But the more people gathered in that place, the more people died, it was weird and terrifying.
Wuyin Temple is a pure place of Buddhism, could it be that it collided with the Bodhisattva, and the Bodhisattva appeared?
These people are extremely superstitious. Seeing that these people who fell down and died suddenly did not have any scars on their bodies, and they couldn't find any fatal injuries at all. The more they thought about it, the more frightened they felt...
Seeing those people running away with torches in their hands, Mo Lingwei took out a fire pocket from her arms and lit it, took out the wooden box tied to her leg, and filled a box full of cow hair fine needles.
He Wenhao was dumbfounded: "What is this? Can it kill people?"
"Ox hair fine needle." Mo Lingwei lowered her voice: "The needle is highly poisonous. If you see blood and seal your throat, you will definitely die. It's just that the shooting range is not far enough. It would be great if it can be like a gun."
He Wenhao: "..."
Shinobi: "..."
Renzhi silently took two steps back, trying to stay as far away from Mo Lingwei as possible.
Originally, I thought that Miss Mo and Young Master Mo needed their protection, but I didn't expect that the two of them were holding a knife, and before they could make a move, a large group of members of the Qinglong Gang fell down for no reason, silently All of them died. It turned out that they were poisoned by Miss Mo.
It's horrible... no, it's too pleasing!
Mo Lingwei saw the members of the Qinglong Gang quickly leaving the cave, glanced left and right, and suddenly asked, "Where's Jin Lan?"
Several people looked around, but they did not see Mo Jinlan.
Mo Lingwei was anxious: "Where did she go? Didn't she follow us just now?"
He Wenhao shook his head: "Probably not, maybe he went to the second son of the palace."
Mo Lingwei: "..."