Chapter 4 Intercepting Daoyun

"Does he have a bigger intention to help some more important cult leaders get out of trouble?" Ye Chuxiao had to guess this possibility.

But the gray-skinned mouse quickly stopped somewhere on the fourth floor underground, and then hid in a dark corner motionless, as if it had suddenly shut down.

Time passed by little by little, and the gray-skinned mouse continued to lie in the corner without moving. It was very patient.

But Ye Chuxiao had already taken advantage of the convenience at this time to walk around in a small circle.

After testing, Ye Chuxiao confirmed that he could not escape the 100-meter radius of the gray-skinned mouse. Once he exceeded the range, he would be teleported back in an instant.

At present, Ye Chuxiao cannot confirm the principle. It is very likely that the opening of the golden clock is related to the aura transmitted from the dead skin shed by the gray-skinned mouse.

Ye Chuxiao chose to stand behind the gray-skinned mouse, right next to it.

Suddenly, a dazzling purple light, like jumping through time and space, with an extremely mysterious rhythm, appeared directly above the gray-skinned mouse.

The gray-skinned mouse's eyes glowed with surprise.

It jumped up suddenly, wanting to touch the light.

But what it didn't expect was that there was a person standing behind it.

A person who does not exist in this time and space.

Compared with the height at which the gray-skinned mouse jumped, the purple light fell more directly on Ye Chuxiao's body. Unexpectedly, it ignored the deviation of time and space and integrated into Ye Chuxiao's body.

It seems that this purple light is only bound by space, but not by time.

The moment when the purple light merges into the body.

Ye Chuxiao seemed to see the long river of Tao that spanned the vast land and criss-crossed the worlds.

Compared with the abundant and powerful river of Tao, the ray of purple light Ye Chuxiao obtained at this moment was not even a drop of water.

Even so, he still felt as if an invisible lock had been opened in his originally chaotic and ignorant brain.

Many originally boundless ideas are being transformed into real and feasible inspirations.

From fantasy to theory, he is already crossing the bridge called talent.

What is more precise is that at this moment, Ye Chuxiao already possesses a talent that seems to be innate.

This talent is so surging, it seems that as long as he studies some theoretical knowledge seriously, and works harder to think and exercise, he can realize it and turn it into real strength without any falsehood.

"Talent: Skillful hands, the flexibility of both hands is greatly improved. Any hand-held weapons or hand-based martial arts can be quickly mastered." Ye Chuxiao made a brief summary of this talent.

However, this talent is not all of that little bit of purple light, it is just the part that is revealed by the benefits brought by the purple light.

"Its purpose is for this sudden appearance of purple light?"

"How does it know that there will be such a magical purple light coming here on the fourth floor of the Punishment Department's dungeon?"

"Could this be some kind of talent?" Ye Chuxiao thought to himself.

The gray-skinned mouse, seeing the purple light appear and disappear out of thin air, opened its eyes as big as mung beans and made an angry "squeak" sound.

For this bit of Daoyun Ziguang, he danced on the tip of the knife and paid a high price.

But the purple light disappeared like this, disappearing without a trace.

It's like it never happened.

It couldn't accept this result. After spinning twice, it crawled out of a scrawled formation, and then began to make strange breathy sounds.

The seal that originally belonged to Ye Chuxiao was floating above the head of the gray-skinned mouse, helping him cover up the pressure from the prison-suppressing artifact.

However, the seal of the third-class jailer has an upper limit on the power it can exert.

When this limit is exceeded, the seal will explode.

Along with the invisible earthquake in the air, the seal that originally belonged to Ye Chuxiao suddenly exploded into slag and shattered on the ground.

Looking at the debris on the ground, Ye Chuxiao's face turned uglier than a gray-skinned mouse.

Originally, Ye Chuxiao planned to find out where the gray-skinned mouse was hiding, and then after returning to real time, he would lead people to snipe the gray-skinned mouse while quietly retrieving the seal and erasing the traces.

But now, the seal has exploded and the debris is scattered all over the ground. If anyone examines the traces carefully, they may find some remaining debris that Ye Chuxiao cannot collect all quickly.

Moreover, Ye Chuxiao also needed a reason to explain after the seal was blown up.

Otherwise it will be difficult for people to relate to it.

If there is a mistake between the two lines, even if the gray-skinned mouse is recaptured and imprisoned, he will still be at risk of being convicted of colluding with a cult demon.

The gray-skinned mouse froze when he discovered that the seal had exploded, and the whole mouse screamed in annoyance and fear.

Without the cover of the seal, it can no longer use any spells in this dungeon.

This is undoubtedly another bad news for the gray-skinned mouse at this moment.

Seeing the gray-skinned mouse causing trouble for himself, and then falling into a trap because he could not use spells, Ye Chuxiao also began to sort out his thoughts and sort out how to operate later, so as to solve the problem as much as possible, and get himself out of this trap.

Take it out of things.

Bang!

With the sound of the golden clock in my head.

Ye Chuxiao's consciousness and thoughts returned to the 'now'.

Before his eyes, there was still that pale dead skin.

And Team Leader Li was still following him, with an obviously uneasy look on his face.

Ye Chuxiao pretended to squat down, and then began to touch some messy marks on the ground with his palms.

"There are traces of mice crawling here. Judging from the direction of the footprints, there must be something fishy in them." Ye Chuxiao said.

Bantou Li said with a mocking expression: "It's just mouse footprints. There are a lot of them in the dungeon."

"There are a lot of rats in the dungeon, but very few rats can leave the cell alive. You, Captain Li, have not given food to the prisoners. You may not know that for many prisoners, rats are a rare delicacy. So in general cells

, there are only traces of mice entering, but no traces of coming out. But if you look at these footprints, they are clearly pointing outwards." Ye Chuxiao said.

Of course, this reason is not enough to serve as truly rigorous inference evidence, but Ye Chuxiao, who has known the result for a long time, does not need real evidence, he only needs a reason.

So he changed the topic immediately and said: "I remember that Zhang Daqing who is following you is a talisman of the first level of Foolish Realm. Let him come over and draw a tracking talisman based on these mouse footprints."

Bantou Li still wanted to say a few words.

But he met Ye Chuxiao's calm and determined face.

"What are you still doing?"

"quick!"

Bantou Li might have been attracted by Ye Chuxiao's momentum, or he might have been forced by Ye Chuxiao's previous threats, so he went after all.

Soon another jailer was brought back.

The jailer knelt down, held his seal based on the rat's footprints, and then drew the talisman with a talisman pen.

When the talisman light dissipated, the mouse's footprints on the ground became brighter.

Following these footprints, the three of them pursued all the way. Ye Chuxiao ignored the eyes of Team Leader Li and explained the situation to the guards in other areas halfway, explaining that he had great confidence in catching the fugitive, so that he could pursue the case.

The team continues to grow.

About half an hour later, a team of more than a dozen jailers found the unconscious gray-skinned mouse in a formation trap.

Without the protection of the seal, the gray-skinned mouse cannot avoid all dangerous traps even if it possesses some special talent.

When the veteran jailer with rich experience confirmed through magical means that the gray-skinned mouse was indeed transformed by evil methods, almost everyone in the team of more than a dozen jailers had eager expressions on their faces.

smile.

For most of them, it was not their fault that the fugitive was lost, but they had a share of credit for catching the prisoner.

How can it not be delicious if you picked it up for free?

Only Team Leader Li, although he also recovered the "lost" prisoner, still had a failure. Even if he did not bear any more serious dangers, he still had to suffer a lot.

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