Chapter 253 Dancing on the Edge of a Knife

Chapter 253 Dancing on the Edge of a Knife

Zhao Yushu's eyelids twitched.

I was acting like a scoundrel before, saying that I didn't even have anyone to chat with, and then that unknown boss sent someone who could chat with me.

He is also the person Zhao Yushu least wants to chat with.

Master Yanhui.

"What do you think?" the old monk asked straight to the point.

"Talk about it right here? There's a scene inside that we can see." Zhao Yushu looked around.

Yan Hui glanced at him and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Zhao Yushu's eyes rolled, and he recalled that the old monk had swaggered here and opened the Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains, but did not beat the other inner scenes into mortals and force them out. This meant that the people guarding it were either of royal blood or not nearby at all.

And yesterday when I was fighting the prince, the one who stopped me from making the final blow was the messenger from the underworld. And judging by the voice, he was not the same person who stopped me from doing evil.

Could it be? Zhao Yushu had an idea.

"If I agree to go to the Great Compassion Temple with you, how can you guarantee that the emperor won't kill me? Don't even think that the emperor will give you face. If he has the chance, he might even want to kill you too."

Yan Hui nodded: "Yes, although what Mr. Zhao said may be an attempt to sow discord, it is not false. Anyone who is unwilling to be a vassal of the royal family, even an ordinary cultivator, is someone the emperor wants to kill as soon as possible."

"So?" Zhao Yushu spread his hands and said, "I'll go back with you, and we'll say everything we should and shouldn't say. Then you'll turn around and sell me to the emperor. I might die a more miserable death."

Without waiting for Yan Hui to speak, Zhao Yushu continued, "Moreover, even if your Dabei Temple is benevolent and righteous, for example, you swear an oath in the name of Buddha, but the academy can still be defeated. Is Dabei Temple stronger than the academy?"

Yan Hui frowned. If he admitted that he was second to none in the world, the title of first would probably remain vacant forever. However, Zhao Yushu did not debate, but only used the most simple and straightforward interests to talk about, which left him speechless for a moment.

"What does Master Zhao want to do?" If he tried desperately to prove that he could save Zhao Yushu at this time, he would be at a disadvantage. After all, everyone was just talking nonsense and it was useless.

"Where is my teacher?"

We are all smart people, and now that we have come to this, it’s time to negotiate terms.

"Royal Palace."

"Who's coming to the academy?"

"Mr. Two and Mr. Four, I can answer one more question for you."

Zhao Yushu frowned. The fact that Boss Gu didn't come meant that either he thought the situation in Chang'an could be controlled without him coming, or he couldn't come.

Judging from what happened to the unfortunate old man, it is most likely the latter.

"Where am I now?"

Master Yan Hui hesitated for a moment and said, "Change the question."

"Okay, where are my second senior sister and fourth senior brother?"

Yan Hui didn't say anything.

Zhao Yushu looked at him for a long time, then Yan Hui sighed, "You are indeed smart, but it won't last long."

After saying this, Yan Hui stood up and walked out slowly with heavy steps.

The negotiations broke down again.

The teacher is still alive, but is now trapped in the palace. This was the first conclusion Zhao Yushu came to. This conclusion made him feel relieved. As long as he is still alive, there are endless possibilities.

And his current position is the key to trapping the teacher or helping him escape, so Yan Hui cannot speak.

As for the second senior sister and the fourth senior brother, there is a 90% chance that they are in the same place as me now, because if they are in Chang'an, there is nothing that cannot be said.

Not answering is also an answer.

My own cultivation is too low, and I cannot leverage enough weight here to have an impact on Chang'an.

But with two more people, the interior of the academy is completely different.

In addition, I have one more thing that needs to be confirmed.

Zhao Yushu stood up and walked to the entrance of the prison, opened the door and walked into the snow.

"Do you know the man behind the prince yesterday?"

No one answered.

"I want to see him."

Still no answer.

"You can ask him if he wants to know why Zhang Chun's poison is ineffective."

After saying this, Zhao Yushu walked back to the cell without looking back and sat cross-legged at the door.

According to Senior Brother Wu, he was extremely vicious and tyrannical, and even with the knowledge of Shushan Sword Immortal, he could not think of a way to break it. And he did not ask the academy for help, proving that in his opinion, the academy was helpless either.

So although Zhao Yushu was clearly possessed by evil in his heart, his cultivation had not declined but improved. He did not believe that the messenger from the underworld could resist this temptation.

The door moved slightly, and a chill rose from behind. Zhao Yushu opened his eyes. The torch cast a shadow that covered him from behind.

"I heard that Mr. Liu is looking for me."

Zhao Yushu nodded, stood up and opened the door: "Please wait a moment, I need to do something. If you are worried about getting your clothes dirty, you may as well come out and wait."

The underworld messenger shook his head: "No problem."

Zhao Yushu smiled slightly, took a deep breath, and his spiritual power surged.

If this verification is successful, my plan can be advanced one step further. If it fails, it depends on whether Minghong can reconnect the broken limbs.

Moreover, there was an unexpected surprise in this verification.

The accumulated snow was blown up and rushed towards the sky prison like an overwhelming force. The messenger from the underworld frowned, not knowing what Zhao Yushu was going to do.

It would be too stupid to use such childish means to humiliate myself, and the other party did remind me that I could come out and wait.

Then the snow fell heavily and fell to the ground a foot away from the messenger from the underworld, as if it had hit an invisible wall.

Until the snow piled up to a foot thick, Zhao Yushu stopped, waited for a long time, and then laughed happily.

"Mr. Six, what are you doing?"

"I'm bored and want to build a snowman, but it's a bit hot in here, so I'm afraid I can't do it. Can you help me get some snow out?"

The underworld messenger smiled coldly: "You still have a childlike innocence. How dare I refuse such a small matter?"

All the snow was pushed out, and Zhao Yushu walked back to the cell: "That kind of poison is called heart poison?"

The underworld messenger nodded and said, "Yes, although this poison is overbearing, it is quite useless. Therefore, even our sect has not spent the effort to develop an antidote. I am indeed very curious about how Mr. Liu detoxified himself."

"There's no antidote? I don't know if you've heard this saying, talking about toxicity without considering the dosage is just bullshit."

The messenger from the underworld frowned again and asked, "What is dosage?"

"That's right. If the dosage is insufficient, the effect won't be as good as you thought." Zhao Yushu used his ancestral trick of deceiving people. If he couldn't fool them, he would really lose his hands and feet.

Unexpectedly, the underworld messenger sneered and said, "Mr. Liu, there is no need to lie. The poison in your heart grows with your spiritual power. As long as you are hit, even a little bit, there is no reason why it will not work. Besides, everyone can see Mr. Liu's appearance on the Wangjiang Tower."

It’s not easy to lie!

Zhao Yushu was helpless, but luckily he had a trump card: "Alright, I have a unique physique, and I am naturally very resistant to poison. Oh, ordinary poisons can't do anything to me, otherwise why would Yan Hui always want me to go back to Dabei Temple with him to study? Don't look like that, if you don't believe me, you can just get some poison out and I'll try it on you."

This time it was the turn of the underworld messenger to hesitate. It's not that there are no people who are immune to all poisons. There are several in the Miao Border in the south. But they have basically trained themselves by eating poison since childhood, and because they have eaten too much poison, their facial features have long been rotten to the point where they cannot be seen by people. Although Zhao Yushu's face cannot be said to be good-looking, it does not look like he has been fed poison.

But if he was just bragging and he was poisoned by the medicine he prescribed, wouldn't the old monk be determined to fight him to the death?

Well, let's give it a try. Anyway, as long as I can control him and prevent him from using his spiritual power, it will only take a few days.

As soon as he thought of this, the messenger from the underworld flipped his hand and a small porcelain bottle appeared in his hand.