305: C305 A Handkerchief

C305 A Handkerchief

"Go?"

Chu Yun raised his eyebrows, and a smile appeared in his eyes. "Of course you can leave. "

Sun Hong had just let out a sigh of relief when he heard this.

In the next moment, a pitch-black abyss appeared before his eyes.

Bang!

Chu Yun's palm hit Sun Hong's forehead. It was as light as a falling leaf. After the palm hit, it broke Sun Hong's skull.

Even until the moment of Sun Hong's death, he still didn't understand. He had already paid such a huge price for such a small matter. Why was the young master still unwilling to let him go?

After Sun Hong's death, another figure sneaked in from outside the room. Chu Yun merely raised his head and took a glance. When he saw that it was Young Martial Uncle, he placed all of his attention on the five Martial Arts that Sun Hong had left behind.

"What do you want all of this for?"

Young Martial Uncle looked at the five Martial Arts and was somewhat puzzled.

Although Chu Yun wanted to play the role of Sun Hong and had to be similar to Sun Hong when he fought, according to what he knew, Sun Hong did not have any famous moves. He was only good at palm techniques.

As long as Chu Yun used other palm techniques to make up the numbers, it would not be a problem for him to deal with Sun Hong in a short period of time. After all, no one could make a rule that Sun Hong could only use one palm technique.

At this moment, although Sun Hong's five types of Martial Arts had fallen into Chu Yun's hands, in fact, it had no effect at all.

After all, Sun Hong had already mastered these five types of Martial Arts to the perfection or above. If Chu Yun were to learn them now, he would be able to enter the sect in a short period of time. Once he showed the difference in his understanding of the cultivation technique, he would immediately expose himself.

"Hehe, let's use this as a reference. "

Chu Yun smiled and didn't explain, because Young Martial Uncle would never be able to imagine what would happen. After today, Chu Yun's mastery of these five cultivation techniques would be even greater than Sun Hong's.

After all, in Chu Yun's account, he still had over a thousand years of martial arts comprehension. Moreover, at this age, it was still increasing along with the increase of bait. It was an extremely simple matter to complete the five Martial Arts.

And this would become the most unbreakable part of Chu Yun's act as Sun Hong. After all, one could lie about their appearance. How could one lie about martial arts? That was something that could only be mastered after years of cultivation - to ordinary people.

"Then, let's go together?"

Young Martial Uncle skillfully picked up the corpse on the ground, intending to bring it out to destroy the evidence. At the same time, he turned his eyes to Chu Yun and said.

"No, I still have something to do. . . "

Chu Yun shook his head and looked at the bed beside him. At this moment, the young girl who was knocked unconscious by Sun Hong was still in a coma. She was so delicate and pitiful.

A strange expression appeared on Young Martial Uncle's face as he asked, "Don't tell me you are thinking. . . That there is no need for you to do this? We are just putting on an act. "

Chu Yun did not know whether to laugh or cry when he heard this. He stared at Young Martial Uncle and said, "What are you thinking about? I just want to smell some rouge. When Sun Hong sneaked out in the middle of the night, the other two people, who were sharpening their knives, also saw him. If he just quietly went back, he would definitely leave a flaw. "

As he spoke, Chu Yun picked up the clothes that the girl had put on the bedside and rubbed her body with force, leaving behind a more obvious smell. He then picked up a female handkerchief and directly kicked it into his embrace. He "accidentally" revealed a corner.

Seeing this, Young Martial Uncle coughed dryly to hide his embarrassment. Then, he silently brought Sun Hong's corpse out to destroy the evidence.

A moment later, Young Martial Uncle finished dealing with the corpse. He brought Sun Hong's clothes and belongings back and asked Chu Yun to change into them.

After Chu Yun changed into his clothes, he used the Shapeshifting Jade to change his appearance. After that. . . It was a living Sun Hong. He stood in front of Young Martial Uncle. No matter how carefully he observed him, Young Martial Uncle could not find any flaws.

"It can't be said to be too similar. . . It can only be exactly the same. . . "

Finally, Young Martial Uncle said with emotion.

"Then I'm relieved. "

Chu Yun nodded, then looked at Young Martial Uncle and said, "I originally planned to let you return to Elemental River Sect, but now that something has happened, you might as well stay in Jinxia City for a while longer. "

"That's exactly what I should do. "

Young Martial Uncle nodded his head. There must be a lot of things that needed the help of outsiders for Chu Yun to infiltrate the organization as a spy. This person had better have a strong ability to act, rich experience, and most importantly, he was trustworthy.

Among all the people Chu Yun knew, Young Martial Uncle was the only one who met this condition the most.

"I will go back now. You will come with me. He first observed the courtyard for a night. If they don't find anything after the first night. . . That means my undercover plan has succeeded, but if they find out. . . Then I need you to cooperate from the outside and capture these two people. Then we'll study other things. "

Chu Yun took a deep breath and said.

"Alright, I'll listen to you. "

Young Martial Uncle nodded and asked again. "Then, do you need me to inform the Buping House and Princess Qi Mansion?"

"Sure, but don't tell them who I am. "

Chu Yun pondered for a moment and said, "Since I am going to be a spy, The fewer people who know who I am, the better. It's not that I don't trust them. You can tell Zhao Qianli and Prince Cheng De that they will find out about my identity. Tell them that I went undercover in that organization, but don't tell them that I used Sun Hong's identity. Do you understand? "

"Understood. "

Young Martial Uncle nodded. There was a trace of satisfaction in his eyes as he looked at Chu Yun.

Unlike the previous time when he pretended to be the Dark Brain Yan Changtian, after Chu Yun learned his lesson, he had considered every aspect of the role of Sun Hong.

Now, it all depended on whether the plan would succeed or not.

In the evening, in the depths of the alley. . .

Chu Yun disguised himself as Sun Hong and quietly flipped over the courtyard, planning to walk into the bedroom.

A cold voice came from the side.

. . . "Stop!"

Chu Yun frowned and slowly turned his head. He saw the fat man staring at him with a sleepy face but extremely impatient.

"What are you doing?"

Chu Yun opened his mouth and asked. His voice was Zhang Hong's, and his tone was also Zhang Hong's. He sounded very unhappy.

"The higher-ups have already told us to stay here these few days and not cause any trouble. Why can't you control yourself? You still want to go out and flirt in the middle of the night. What if you expose our whereabouts? "

Fatty said with a frown, his mouth full of accusations.

. . . "Who told you that your father went out to flirt?"

Chu Yun forced himself to speak, but his gaze was somewhat evasive. It was as if his pigtail had been caught by someone, and he knew that he was in the wrong.

"Hmph!"

The fatty snorted coldly and said, "Your body reeks of rouge, and even the handkerchief on your body is missing a corner. Do you think I will believe that you are not fooling around with a woman? During a special period of time, can you bear with it for two days and take your life? "

"Cut the crap, this old man doesn't like to talk about these useless things with you!"

Chu Yun said indifferently. He continued walking towards the bedroom. The fat man's eyes turned cold as he said, "If there is a next time, I will definitely report it to the higher-ups. Just wait and see when that time comes!"

With a bang, Chu Yun slammed the door shut and ignored the fat man's voice.0

Judging from the fat man's reaction and expression, Chu Yun's behavior was very consistent with Sun Hong's usual behavior.

"What birdman? Fuck him!"

The fat man spat on the door of Chu Yun's room. He yawned, stretched his body, and ran back to his room to continue sleeping.

Further away in the yard, a figure was still quietly sharpening his knife under the moonlight, as if everything that had happened just now had nothing to do with him.

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