Han Dong took medicine for a few days and his injuries improved. Today he went to find trouble for the escort of the State Supervisor.

The reason is also very simple: in the past few days when he was injured, the escort of the state not only did not give him any help, but also sent people to harass him and urged him to return to Beijing to report. The superiors and subordinates did not have any good attitude towards Han Dong, so they stayed away from him in person and spread rumors about him behind his back, saying that he was greedy and blackmailed money by relying on the power of the school affairs. If he was not satisfied, he pretended to be sick and injured and framed him.

Han Dong was so angry that his health improved slightly, so he went to the supervisor to argue with the messenger. However, he could not say that the supervisor could not defeat the security guards, and was forcibly sent back to his residence by several powerful security guards. The injury was just a little worse, and he lay on the bed like a dead dog, no one cared about it.

"Seriously injured?"

Ah Hu couldn't help but feel happy and smiled. "No one asked him now, so I'm willing to approach him. I just saw the wound when I changed the dressings." Ah Hu frowned slightly. "Although the wound is almost healing, it can be seen that it was an arrow wound." He gestured and said, "The arrow was shot behind him, and he shot it when he jumped onto the wall. That man had a very good grasp of the timing. He broke the armor with one arrow, and he was a master, and I, Ah Weng, could not do it."

Cao Miao's heart moved and asked, "Can anyone in the mansion do it?"

Ahu was stunned for a moment. "I, Aweng, have the best arrow skills in the mansion. If he can't do it, no one can do it."

"Where is the guardian?"

Ah Hu looked contemptuous. "Those wastes are even more impossible. It would be good for them to shoot fixed targets. They can't do such a job."

Cao Miao knocked his finger. "So, Han Dong was injured by someone outside the mansion, and this person is a master?"

"It should be." Ah Hu nodded vigorously, with a few seriousness on his face. "Prince, you have to be careful, you can't climb high again in the future."

Cao Miao deeply agreed. There was an archery master who was unknown to us by his side. He should be careful. Standing on a high place is a target for others. But he thought more complicated than Ah Hu. From the perspective of time, the person who hurt Han Dong was not the person who was in the room that day, but someone else. In other words, now hiding in the dark, there are not one person with unknown identities, but at least two, or even more.

It's really undercurrents.

"Have you ever seen the arrow that hurts Han Dong?"

"Arrow?" Ah Hu shook his head and disagreed. "What can you tell from the arrow?"

Cao Miao looked at Ah Hu and said nothing. Seeing Cao Miao's expression, Ah Hu knew that he was not satisfied with his answer. He became weaker and touched his head awkwardly.

Cao Miao once again confirmed Han Dong's location, guarded the law of patrol by guarding the auxiliary officials, went to bed and took a break. It was not until the sound of the gong at the beginning of the afternoon that he turned over and sat up, called Ah Hu, and quietly opened the door.

The east room was pitch black. Cao Miao pointed to the opposite side, and Ah Hu understood and tiptoed over the main hall, standing outside the east room door. After listening for a while, he gestured to Cao Miao, indicating that Qingtao and Hongxing were already asleep.

Cao Miao arranged the agency and went out to the wall on the west side. He stepped on the pit that he had observed in advance and easily stepped on the wall.

The Yongqiu Palace was not newly built, but was built using an old city. The courtyard wall was built with rammed earth, and it was not short of time. There were many pits and depressions on it, which was not difficult to climb.

After more than a month in this world, although Cao Miao had always wanted to go back, even though he was willing to use his body to attract thunder, he also knew that the possibility of going back was not high, and living was a must-be faced. So he spent a lot of time practicing martial arts and fitness, almost day and night.

More than a month of hard training not only made him stronger, but also had a physical foundation, but also had a certain amount of light body skills.

Light skills are not magic, and they cannot fly against the wind. In "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon", flying over the eaves and walls are just a trick to deceive foreigners. Real light skills are similar to parkour, and are exercises based on the flexibility of the body and the ability to balance. The skills are very important. As long as you can practice persistently, most people can do it, but the difference is just how good it can be.

With the foundation of traditional martial arts, it is easier for him to achieve results when practicing light body skills. In order to play a parkour boy in a play, he once asked professionals for advice and practiced it for more than half a year. The shooting effect was very good. However, the script of that play was very stupid, and the traffic stars who played the protagonist were busy competing around the show, obviously not in the state, with both box office and reputation. Instead, his supporting role won some praise.

Although more than a month of practice could not help him reach his best, it was enough to deal with the wall of the Yongqiu Palace.

Squatting on the wall, Cao Miao glanced at the Yongqiu Palace and then at the watchtower in the southwest corner.

There are two viewing buildings in the Yongqiu Palace. There is one in the northeast corner, guarded by the royal guards, responsible for the security of the royal guards. However, this building in the southwest corner is under the responsibility of the state supervisor. It is said to be protecting the royal guard, but in fact it is to monitor the every move of Cao Zhi and his son.

It was already dark, and there was light on the Wanglou in the southwest corner, but there was no sign of people. I thought I would like to prevent the auxiliary officials from being lazy and finding a place to take a nap. However, there were still people walking back and forth on the Wanglou in the northeast corner. However, the guards were old and had poor eyesight and might not be able to see the movement here.

Ahu stepped on the wall, pointed to the small courtyard where Han Dong lived again, and explained the situation to Cao Miao.

"You stay here." Cao Miao said.

"The prince wants to go alone?"

Cao Miao nodded without explanation. After the incident at night, he felt that it was beneficial to not be too casual with Ahu, Qingtao and others, and maintaining a certain relationship of superiority and inferiority. They were not adults, and they did not know the importance of being too casual. Especially Ahu, he knew too much, and being arrogant will increase the possibility of leaking secrets.

Leaving Ah Hu to let go, Cao Miao used his hands and feet together, sneaking along the courtyard wall like a cat, looking at all directions, listening to all directions, and watching with high concentration, watching everything around him vigilantly. Whenever there is any movement, he will lie on the courtyard wall and remain motionless, integrating with the courtyard wall.

Ah Hu, who was still in the original place, watched Cao Miao move forward quietly, was stunned, and then patted his head in annoyance. No wonder the prince didn't take me there. It turned out that he was afraid that I would be too disturbed and exposed my whereabouts.

Easily avoiding the two teams of guardians inspecting, Cao Miao came to the small courtyard where Han Dong lived, quietly got off the ground, and came to the window. The sound of Han Dong turning over came from the room, mixed with vague moans, and it was particularly clear to the sound of insects that sounded one after another.

Cao Miao sneered secretly. After listening for a moment, he reached out and gently pushed open the half-closed window, jumped, rolled on the spot, removed the momentum, and sat on the edge of Han Dong's bed. With a slight touch, he found the long sword hidden on the bed and grabbed the sword grid.

"Who?" Han Dong suddenly woke up and reached out to draw the sword, but was locked by Cao Miao and could not draw the sword. He moved his body and turned over and sat up, but Cao Miao pressed the sword hilt against his shoulder and pressed it firmly on the bed.

After being controlled one after another, Han Dong was a little confused and lay on the bed, not daring to move lightly. He took a deep breath, slowly vomited it out, repeated it several times, calming his mood, and then asked in a cold voice: "Who is coming without invitation, why?"

Cao Zhi was hoarse and lowered his voice. "You should know."

Han Dong's body was roused and forced the urge to turn around. "Han is really blind. He didn't expect that the envoy would hide his eyes and was actually a master. Why do you want to kill someone to silence him?"
Chapter completed!