Chapter 224 Falling short?

Chapter 224 Falling short?

Mo'er's method of using a substitute could not be hidden from Neijing's perception, and she knew this herself, so she tried to keep a sufficient distance from the central military tent of the camp.

But if she didn't show up, Zhao Yushu's chance of escaping would be slim, so she had to show up.

Of course, he appeared as Zhao Yushu.

She had prepared several sets of clothes that Zhao Yushu often wore. Today, she followed the local boss here for the first time just to confirm the outfit. It was late at night and the vision was unclear. The difference in the details of the clothes was negligible. It was enough for people to think it was Zhao Yushu at first glance.

She hid outside the camp for a long time, until the riot in the camp broke out completely, until the old eunuch had to take action himself, until the old eunuch's anger reached its peak, Mo'er finally used her secret method and appeared in the most conspicuous place.

In the chaos, the old eunuch probably couldn't calm down and use his spiritual power to sense whether this person was Zhao Yushu's.

Seeing the prisoner running so far, everyone's first reaction would be to chase him quickly.

But the chaos in the camp was not over yet. Any normal person would subconsciously hesitate. Even a moment of hesitation would allow them to run a few more steps.

If he ran a few more steps, Zhao Yushu would have a better chance of escaping.

Within the scope of his ability, Moer utilized resources to the utmost and pushed the situation to the direction he desired.

Even if the guard is a top-notch internal vision expert, Zhao Yushu's chance of escaping is more than 50%.

Compared to the two big monks who came head-on and attacked head-on, Mo'er's rescue plan design was more than one level higher.

But Zhao Yushu had no time to praise her at this time.

He rushed out of the tent, using the Shadow Step almost crazily, chasing after the old eunuch who flashed by. At the end of his sight, another self was also running desperately.

Zhao Yushu knew how much of a shock Mo'er's sinister trick was to the old eunuch. If he was a step slower, the old eunuch would kill Mo'er without using a second trick and would never show mercy.

And Neijing's speed is definitely not lower than his own second-level Shadow Step.

That's too late!

Mo'er's speed was not slow, but it was definitely not fast either. The old eunuch could catch up within three breaths at most, but he would be at least three breaths slower.

How to do?

Mo'er's mind was blank. It was the first time in her life that she was being chased by an inner scene. She had never thought about how to escape even in her dreams.

Run, run hard, even one more step will help.

Does he know that he is here? He should know.

Did he see me? Probably not.

Fortunately, I saw him.

Moer smiled, and tears fell with the wind.

The old eunuch appeared behind her and raised his skinny hand.

An extremely sharp spiritual power emerged from behind him. Even though the distance was far, it still made the old eunuch's hair stand on end and his hands stopped unconsciously.

No one dared to turn their back on Mrs. Xu.

Even if you are an interior scene, it won’t work.

The old eunuch turned around suddenly and Mo'er fell to the ground.

In front of Madam Xu, she could no longer maintain her pace.

With the help of Madam Xu's spiritual power, Zhao Yushu forcibly broke Mo'er's invisibility method, revealed his figure, and appeared two feet away from the old eunuch with a shadow step.

"Old man, please show mercy."

There was another prison van. Zhao Yushu and Mo'er squatted in it together, looking at each other in silence.

The old eunuch was really angry, and he ordered people to make a prison cart overnight. Zhao Yushu and Mo'er were thrown into it, and it was parked next to Bujie and Yuanzhen.

"I didn't expect you to come."

"Do you think I won't come?" Mo'er felt a little disappointed.

"That's not what I meant. You all coming here one by one are actually seeking your death. I don't think it's worth it." Zhao Yushu felt guilty. He really didn't expect Mo'er to come. If he had someone in mind to rescue, apart from the big guys in the academy, there would only be two people.

One is not to abstain.

"It's not worth it, and I almost succeeded if you weren't stupid."

"If I run away, that would be stupid. What are you looking at?" Zhao Yushu always felt that the moonlight today was a bit dazzling. He turned his head and saw Bujie lying on the fence, his bald head shiny and his eyes staring at them.

"You disturbed my sleep, so of course I had to take a look."

Mo'er was a little embarrassed, while Zhao Yushu started arguing with Bujie. "There's a strong monk next to you snoring so loudly that half of the camp couldn't sleep. You blame me for disturbing you. If you're curious, just say it. But why are you, a big monk, so curious about the conversation between a man and a woman? No wonder you were kicked out."

"You are from Dongdu, does Yun Gu know?"

"You should know. I went to look for her, but she didn't want to see me."

That means I don’t want you to come.

"It's okay. Before we get to Xijing, he shouldn't kill you for my sake."

"Your face?" Mo'er widened his eyes and wanted to laugh.

"Isn't it amazing? Let me tell you, after I left Dongdu, I did a lot of things and made a big name for myself in Jiangnan..."

The night was long, and Zhao Yushu excitedly told Mo'er about what he had seen and heard along the way. He talked about Black Deer who cosplayed as wild beasts every day, Lan Ling who loved wine, the silly and cute Sanniang, and the sword immortal of Mount Shu.

Sometimes he was excited, sometimes he lowered his head and sighed.

"So, you killed that little duke to avenge those refugees?"

"Partly, if this kind of person lives, more people will become refugees and more people will die. I'm not a saint, and I can't say I'll do this and that for the sake of the people of the world. I just think he deserves to die, so I'll kill him."

Moer blinked: "You are amazing."

Zhao Yushu scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly. In his entire life, he had never seen a girl praise him like this.

"Just a little stupid."

The smile froze, and the little hand that was scratching his head suddenly felt awkward and had nowhere to put it. Mo'er ignored him, turned his head and leaned against the fence to prepare for sleep, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

At daybreak, the camp in Pengcheng received an order from a nobleman from Xijing, ordering a thousand cavalrymen to rush over.

Their mission was to escort five hundred Jinwu Guards back to Xijing immediately via the official road, carrying with them a letter written overnight by the old eunuch. With this letter, these five hundred sons of nobles would probably never have a golden rice bowl again, and some of the unlucky ones might even be demoted again and again, or even sent directly to the battlefield in the south.

It was supposed to be a ceremonial guard for show, but in the end, five hundred grown men were made to look disgraced by a young girl with a few barrels of wine, and even a wanted criminal from the imperial court almost escaped.

Since you can't even serve as a guard of honor, then just go away. Anyway, we have servants who will take care of your daily life on the road.

The cavalry general of the Pengcheng camp accepted the order very reluctantly. These five hundred people were nominally temporary prisoners, but behind them were court nobles. They could not be beaten or scolded. His one thousand cavalrymen were forcibly turned from escorts into servants.

"Out of sight, out of mind. The dirty things they did really disgusted me. I couldn't help wanting to kill them if I looked at them any longer."

The old eunuch rode a horse beside the prison cart, chatting with Zhao Yushu with a smile, but his eyes were always looking at Mo'er in his words. Mo'er curled up in the corner, not daring to breathe.

"That's perfect. If it weren't for Mo'er's trick, you would have to endure them all the way to Xijing."

"Oh, what you mean by this is that I have to thank this Miss Mo'er?"

"How dare I? Just assume that her merits and demerits offset each other. But think about it, with one less person here, won't our speed be faster?"

The old eunuch narrowed his eyes and said, "That's right. There are only about a hundred of them. I really don't believe that your friends can hide from me. So, where will your next group of friends be waiting for us?"

Zhao Yushu's face turned bitter, and he smiled awkwardly: "I guess it's Dongdu."