Chapter 129 and 130 are being tracked!

  As soon as Xiao Hong entered the forest, he quickly adjusted the sixteen air swirls, with two moving to his feet and the remaining fourteen arranged in a specific pattern. They were extremely weak, just enough to ensure necessary flexibility while minimizing the sound emitted, like a wild cat or a ghost, advancing through the grass and tree crowns, maintaining a relatively safe distance of thirty meters from his opponent.

  Xiao Hong was well aware that once he alerted his opponent, it would be like stirring up a hornet's nest.

  After proceeding for about a hundred meters, through the gaps in the branches, Xiao Hong could clearly see that three people had stopped under the tree, as if they were starting to say something. The distance was too far, and the voices of those three people were extremely small, making it really difficult to hear clearly. Getting closer would undoubtedly be risky, which was not what Xiao Hong wanted.

  The pupil moved slightly in the eye socket, Xiao Hong seemed to have an idea, leaning against the thick branch with his right hand quickly taking out the hunting bow pattern and the recording magic pattern from his waist.

  After the dual startup, Xiao Hong pointed his right index finger at the three people. The green light screen on his forearm clearly showed the situation of the three people. Through the driving force, Xiao Hong continuously pulled the lens closer to clearly capture the movements of the three people's mouths. Then, through the camera magic mark, he recorded all the captured images.

  A conversation between three people in the distance, very brief, lasted for less than three minutes, then they parted ways and went in three different directions.

  Xiao Hong stood still in the treetop, his face expressionless. With the help of the spiritual snake's thrust, he silently jumped down from the treetop to the ground, carefully retreating two steps before turning around and leaving.

  The whole process was so stealthy that it was as if gods and ghosts were unaware of it.

  Xiao Hong walked down another small path, looked around to make sure no one was there, then put away the demonic aura, changed back into his previous clothes, composed himself and continued on to the branch school's seating area.

  Along the way, they even met the woman from the three people earlier. Unfortunately, Xiao Hong's appearance was ordinary and didn't attract her attention at all.

  Entering the teaching building, I arrived at the classroom door. The time had already reached 8:14. Although the first class had started for ten minutes, inside the classroom, it seemed as chaotic as ever.

  Xiao Hong knocked lightly on the door and then pushed it open.

  At this time, Xiao Hong saw that Yu Xiaosen was reading something with a red face, and the people below were constantly booing. The thin teacher on the podium seemed to have no deterrent power like Cui Yuanbo, and could only watch as the classroom was in chaos.

  But when Xiao Hong appeared at the door, the originally noisy classroom suddenly became quiet as if it had been frozen in an instant.

  Xiao Hong's actions yesterday, everyone in the classroom still remembers vividly, especially seeing Xiao Hong's slightly serious face makes them feel a chill.

  The classroom suddenly fell silent, and the teacher on the podium, with a clear brow and bright eyes, slightly exhaled, as if also sensing something, that this student who came in seemed to be the big boss here.

  "This classmate, you're late." Seeing Xiao Hong standing at the door with a slightly cold expression, the teacher asked somewhat nervously, after all, when students are late, teachers have to ask according to convention.

  "I know, something's up." Xiao Hong replied very simply and didn't intend to continue explaining. He directly sat down at his own desk in the corner, picked up his notebook and pen, and began writing as usual.

  At the same time, the students who were originally unrestrained suddenly became much more restrained when Xiao Hong walked in. The previous jeers and catcalls had already turned into whispers.

  Xiao Hongye didn't respond, carefully listening to the lesson while his pen danced across his notes.

  At the same time, near the No. 2 training ground, Miao Chen had arranged for several senior students to pay special attention to the students entering the Wind Mark training room. If they found anything unusual, they would immediately record the person's appearance and try to find out their name and student number.

  Unfortunately, Xiao Hong didn't plan to give himself a break today, because of the three people he met in the morning.

  Before he knew it, it was already noon. After eating something in the cafeteria, Xiao Hong took Muru's privilege card and borrowed over a dozen books from the high-level library, with a deposit attached. Now that he had come, there was no longer any restriction on the return time.

  Xiao Hong borrowed a few books, in addition to the basic books on toxins, there were also two books on pronunciation and mouth shape, with the intention of using the influence of this morning's recording, through contrast of mouth shapes, to confirm what they were actually saying, in order to gather intelligence.

  As soon as Xiao Hong arrived at the entrance of his dormitory building, he casually threw a warning talisman wrapped in waste paper on the rain cover above the unit door. He then moved to the side of the stairs, looked around and found no one, so he moved away the heavy trash can and pressed another warning talisman underneath it.

  All the way, Xiao Hong has almost taken his dormitory as the center, and quietly placed more than a dozen warning talismans without any other purpose, just to prevent unexpected events.

  Pushing the door into his own dormitory, locking the door tightly, Xiao Hong came to the study room of the dormitory, put a dozen books on the huge desk, and then took out the recorder he had previously recorded and placed it on the playback device.

  The footage shot in the morning appeared clearly on the screen, about three people.

  Seeing this scene, Xiao Hong smiled slightly and then used his driving force to manipulate the mouth shape of each of them.

  As for the aspect of oral type, Xiao Hong had not been in contact with it before, and Tai Wu Cheng did have a lot of talent in this area, but there was no one who could be fully trusted, so he had to learn and sell on his own.

  The main object of vocal analysis is no different from that extremely hoarse man, as if he were the leader of the other two and seemed to be instructing them.

  After an entire afternoon of browsing through books and holding a small mirror to practice different pronunciations, Xiao Hong finally confirmed several key phrases: four days later, Ningliang Street, Fulong Warehouse, midnight, escort, the three of us, responsible, Dusa grass. There were also two names: Jia Qi and Shao Feng, which seemed to be the names of two subordinates of the Sandpiper Man.

  What Xiao Hong valued most was the Dusa grass, which was very important to him at this moment. Similarly, such a discovery did not surprise Xiao Hong, and if he were to launch a fierce attack on Luo Xue Ning, it would be likely that the Dusa grass would come in handy.

  As for other vocabulary, Xiao Hong seems to have already transmitted it as a completed task. Four days later, at midnight, the three of them will transport military supplies such as Dusa grass. Ningliang Street and Fulong Warehouse are likely to be the starting point and destination, but which one is which doesn't matter to Xiao Hong.

  Weiwei leaned her body against the soft white leather chair, Xiao Hong habitually pinched the bridge of his nose again, and then took out a map of Taiwu City, marking Ningliang Street and Fulong Warehouse with a red pen.

  Fulong Warehouse is located in the suburbs of Taiwu City, and Ningliang Street is close to Xijin District. It seems that the masked man is about to take action.

  After a series of meticulous analysis, Xiao Hong quickly drew out several roads from Ningliang Street to Fulong Warehouse with a red pen.

  At this time, Xiao Hong was surprised to find that these roads, in order to go back and forth with each other, all had to pass through the same place, which was Tongjiang Street!

  Unless the porter wants to make a detour, circling around Taiwu City in a big circle. I ask you, under the premise of not knowing that the porter is exposed, which porter would choose this way? Why not take the shortcut and instead deliberately show off, carrying goods and turning around in Taiwu City?

  With this idea, Xiao Hong's heart moved and a bold thought emerged. The reason was the Dusa grass, which, relying on Xiao Hong's skills, could basically not be obtained through other means. By intercepting these three people and snatching the Dusa grass, he would also settle the score from last time.

  However, this is just an idea, and before that, Xiao Hong must conduct a detailed analysis and preparation.

  The most important thing is that Xiao Hong needs to take a big break to figure out the actual strength of those three people, whether they can be beaten, and who will participate in the action.

  Xiao Hong had already thought of this, and was going to find Li Wen and the others. Didn't those three almost get them killed back then? And they've been holding a grudge ever since. Isn't this a good opportunity?

  But now all of this is just an idea, if one's own strength can't easily defeat the opponent, or if they can't retreat unscathed, even with the Dusa grass that Xiao Hong urgently needs, Xiao Hong will automatically give up and think of another way.

  Carefully removing the cassette tape from the player, Xiao Hong then locked all the information about Sha Yu and others in the drawer.

  Then he took out the "inclusive" and opened the wooden box sent by Li Wen, and began to concentrate on making wind patterns for them. However, in order to prevent the exposure of Quan Cang's identity and to save trouble, Xiao Hong did not use the technique of pattern within a pattern.

  Sixteen cyclones were also streamlined into eight, however, the only place similar to Ling She Feng Wen is in concept, still using adjustable cyclones, and in terms of workmanship, there is not a single bit of sloppiness.

  As it was a simplified version, Xiao Hong didn't feel any pressure at all in the production process. More importantly, various weaving auxiliary tools on the loom also gave Xiao Hong a sense of tiger-like empowerment.

  From carving to final activation, it only took an hour to create a simplified version of the Ling Snake.

  He slightly activated it, feeling that the effect was not bad, Xiao Hong casually threw it onto the patterned table, then tidied up the magic patterns in the magic pattern package, walked out of the dormitory, and contacted Xia Lu, Cheng Shao Yong's female assistant, hoping to take a look at the basic information of the new students.

  Ordinarily, ordinary students have no right to inquire, but Xiao Hong is a privileged student, and the inquiry is only basic information, which is considered giving Xiao Hong a face, so Xia Lu nodded in agreement.

  Chapter 130: Probe!

  Having obtained Xia Lu's permission, Xiao Hong directly arrived at the New Life Reception Office. The place was now eerily quiet. After showing his special student ID, Xiao Hong entered a small room.

  Inside, there was only a sixty-year-old elderly man wearing reading glasses and flipping through the newspaper. The basic information of the newborn, which wasn't confidential at all, was placed on the table in front of him.

  He slightly bowed his head to the old man, showing basic courtesy, and then Xiao Hong picked up the stack of documents and began to quickly flip through them.

  Every basic information sheet had a photo in the top left corner, which was what Xiao Hong was desperately searching for. After quickly flipping through over a hundred sheets, Xiao Hong's hand stopped on a woman named Jia Qi. Her appearance was roughly the same as the Jia Qi that Xiao Hong had imagined, with a slightly long face and phoenix eyes.

  Basic information shows that he is a fourth-year student in Class 9 of the War Pattern Department.

  This list of Jia Qi's basic information only stayed in Xiao Hong's hands for a few seconds, and then Xiao Hong covered it up. He pretended to be leisurely and continued to flip through it before bowing his head again to the old man, pretending nothing was wrong, with his hands in his pockets, he walked out slowly.

  He glanced at the time, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon. The students of the War Pattern Department should be on the training field, doing basic step training. Xiao Hong decided to go take a look.

  As he passed by a school supplies store, Xiao Hong casually bought a pair of glasses with black frames and put them on. He also bought several reference books and held them in his arms, trying to make himself look more refined.

  Arriving at the third training ground of the branch school, Xiao Hong could see through the open door that Jia Qi was inside, as if following the teacher's guidance, doing various movements.

  Xiao Hong's expression didn't change, he simply walked away.

  He waited in a secluded corner for twenty minutes, until Class 9 of Grade One got out of class. Students poured out from inside, and Xiao Hong, who looked a bit like a bookworm with his glasses, finally came out from the corner and ran into Jia Qi.

  Taking advantage of Jia Qi's inattention, he directly bumped into Jia Qi's shoulder. In that instant, Xiao Hong, whose nerves were already tense, could clearly feel that Jia Qi's body had instinctively entered a state of alertness and was about to exert force.

  Through the transmitted power, Xiao Hong can feel that this power is completely resistant to itself. Rough analysis suggests it should be around level 9 or 10 of the "Yutu".

  This further confirmed Xiao Hong's speculation that these three people were extremely unlikely to have reached the level of a Rider, otherwise they would not have failed to use Wind Mark when they encountered them initially.

  With this series of analysis, Xiao Hong immediately suppressed all the strength in his body, his shoulders softened, and he sat down on the ground with a thud. The reference book in his hand scattered all over the floor.

  Xiao Hong's seemingly clumsy action and the grain-like thing suddenly brought bursts of laughter from the surrounding newly-born.

  "Unbelievable, a big guy like you, actually got knocked down by a girl so easily, how stupid."

  "Bookworm." For a moment, such voices were heard around him.

  Looking at Jia Qi again, he seemed to have no excessive vigilance, turned around and looked at Xiao Hong sitting on the ground, his expression did not show any excessive apology.

  "Walk carefully, watch your step. If the glasses' degree is not enough, change a pair." Jia Qi said indifferently, then lowered his head, picked up the scattered reference books and threw them into Xiao Hong's hands, before turning around and walking away, clearly not wanting to have anything more to do with Xiao Hong.

  Xiao Hong also did so, without saying a word, hugging his book and getting up to leave, giving people the feeling that he couldn't bear the ridicule of those around him.

  After walking out for several hundred meters to a safe distance, Xiao Hong removed the frame glasses and thought carefully, feeling that the previously set plan was still feasible.

  Without lingering outside for too long, Xiao Hong directly returned to the dormitory and began making the remaining three simplified versions of the Ling She Fengwen.

  By six o'clock in the evening, three simplified versions of the Ling Snake pattern were completed by Xiao Hong.

  Looking at the wind patterns in front of him, Xiao Hong gently wiped away the sweat on his forehead. Each wind pattern had a large amount of thousand-year-old ice added to it, increasing its usage by at least three times, and was based on improvements to the Father De-style concave patterns. Although they couldn't compare to Xiao Hong's Spirit Snake Wind Patterns, they were still absolutely top-notch.

  Without hesitation, Xiao Hong picked up the communication tattoo and contacted Li Wen, telling him the address and asking them to come here to pick it up. He also asked them to be low-key when they came and not to make a big show of it.

  Li Wen and others who received the news naturally did not dare to slack off, put down their hands, and went straight to the Xijin Demon School.

  Forty minutes later, a rhythmic knock on the door came from Xiao Hong's dormitory, which was also the knocking method agreed upon by Xiao Hong and them beforehand.

  As soon as the door opened, Xiao Hong saw that Li Wen and others were already smiling outside the door, with a hint of endless expectation in their eyes. They had seen Xiao Hong's previous few magic tattoos, each one was excellent, so they must have made an outstanding wind tattoo for them too.

  Without saying more, Xiao Hong's expression turned serious, and he pulled all four of them into the room.

  "Not drawing attention along the way, or being followed." These were Xiao Hong's first words.

  "No, Yan Nan's anti-detection capabilities are very strong." Li Wen said.

  "That's for the best." Xiao Hong nodded slightly.

  "Captain, that... if..." Li Wen saw that Xiao Hong didn't seem to be taking out the Wind Pattern, so he carefully reminded him. Just this morning, his Yu Li had already undergone a qualitative change and successfully reached the 'Wu Stock', becoming a Yu Zhe, symbolized by the Wind Pattern. This made Li Wen somewhat impatient.

  "Ah." Xiao Hong didn't play dumb either, pointing to the tea table where a delicate small wooden box held the refined spirit snake, which made such a sound.

  Seeing the delicate patterns on the tea table, the four people's eyes flashed with a bright light, and they carefully approached, then took up their respective patterns and examined them.

  Without a doubt, from the perspective of workmanship and design, it's absolutely flawless. However, this is just the beginning. When Li Wenru first infused the power into the wind pattern, his excited expression suddenly changed, and his eyes were filled with astonishment.

  "Anhui stock?" Li Wen was somewhat unbelievable, his own driving force transmitted back the information, and he stared at Xiao Hong with a shocked gaze.

  Others saw Li Wen's expression and also operated, resulting in a look of astonishment, which crawled onto their faces one after another, with their eyes fixed on Xiao Hong.

  As for the Wind Slime, they have also done a lot of research on it recently. Generally speaking, an excellent first-class Wind Slime can be used at most 10 times, but now, they are all above 10 times, which is too exaggerated.

  Moreover, due to the limited number of uses of wind patterns and their inherent value not being cheap, people tend to use them as sparingly as possible, only using them when necessary.

  However, the energy contained within the Wind Slits is enormous and numerous. Undoubtedly, using it would extend one's lifespan by two to three times. In other words, one Wind Slit is equivalent to two or three Wind Slits, making it absolutely worth the value!

  "Team... team leader, how did you do it?" Yan Nan adjusted his emotions slightly and stuttered as he asked Xiao Hong. At first, he thought that Xiao Hong might have added the Millennium Ice, but thinking back to Xiao Hong's usual behavior, he was a reasonable person, not someone who would be overly generous, especially with something like the Millennium Ice.

  "Isn't that good enough?" Xiao Hong, sitting on the sofa, said calmly, then stood up and took the Wind Pattern from Yan Nan's hand: "Of course, it has many uses, but another aspect is its extremely strong flexibility, mainly manifested in eight cyclones, which can be adjusted."

  With that, Xiao Hong manipulated the refined spirit snake in his hand, moving it nimbly and quickly around the living room. Although Xiao Hong's control over the spirit snake pattern was not yet perfect, he had no problem manipulating it with agility, especially since he was now driving a simplified version with only eight cyclones.

  Watching Xiao Hong explain, extremely agile and flexible in the narrow space, turning radius, acceleration, emergency braking all showed performance far beyond the normal wind pattern. Li Wen and others looked not only with shining eyes but also drooling heavily.

  Although there was no explicit testing instrument, Li Wen and others could fully feel the extraordinary nature of this wind pattern. An ordinary wind pattern would have been crushed to pieces in such a small space, but Xiao Hong's entire body was as light as a ghost.

  Everyone knows that a good wind is basically equivalent to a pair of excellent legs, playing a crucial role in dodging, escaping or chasing.

  With this idea, Hong Feng and Li Wen grasped Wind Pattern's hand tightly.

  "That's the way it is with this kind of wind seal, it requires a certain level of control and precision. You can try practicing again later, I'm sure you'll get the hang of it. Are you satisfied?" He retrieved the wind seal and handed it back to Yanshan, said Xiao Hong in a calm tone.

  "Satisfied, really too satisfied." Li Wen and others nodded frequently, excitedly said, thinking that from now on, they can also drive the wind like Xiao Hong, freely and flexibly, their hearts are filled with wild joy.

  "There's still one more thing." Xiao Hong slowly sat back down on the sofa, his expression becoming slightly serious.

  "What instructions do you have? Captain, just speak up. Once a captain, always a captain." Hong Feng said generously.

  "This isn't an order, this matter concerns everyone. Do you still remember when we were in the Dark Fusion Cave and those three masked men nearly got us killed?" Xiao Hong asked, gesturing for everyone to feel at ease.

  Originally, the excited Li Wen and others had their eyes full of excitement, but upon hearing this, their expressions changed in unison, a hint of anger creeping onto their faces. Without a doubt, those three people still harbored resentment to this day, wishing they could cut them into pieces and be done with it!