Chapter 373: The enemy is overt and we are in the dark

Chapter 373: The enemy is overt and we are in the dark

Fishing nets that shone with spiritual light were thrown into the river, locking up this section of the waterway. Countless torches and braziers illuminated the dozens of feet of water as bright as day. Both sides of the bank were filled with members of the Cao Gang, and at least ten monks were scanning the river surface with a covetous look.

The pleasure boat slowly tilted and sank into the river. There were monks guarding both sides of it. The chief priest blocked the south bank at the first moment, and the people from the underworld also watched the north bank. It was impossible for Zhao Yushu to escape.

He is in the river!

"Find a few people who are good at swimming and go down to take a look. I don't believe he can hold his breath for so long." The chief priest looked grim. Half an hour had passed and not even a fish had jumped out of the river, let alone people. Even if a cultivator could hold his breath, it would be impossible for him to do so for such a long time.

The members of the Cao Gang looked at each other in bewilderment. It was late autumn and the water was cold, and it was nighttime. If someone got a cramp in their calf due to a cold, they would have to report him. Besides, there might be a ruthless man hiding inside who could kill the Second Master. Wouldn't it be suicide if they went in?

Seeing that the chief priest was about to lose his temper, Master Xia called out across the river, and a few fearless people jumped in with gritted teeth. However, after swimming up and down, they were glad to see that there was no one there when they raised their heads.

"Find a few monks to go down. This man is an expert in the art of hiding!" The chief priest spoke again, and it made sense. She was on the boat behind the pleasure boat before, but she didn't notice when Zhao Yushu sneaked into the pleasure boat.

Old Zhao was leaning on a table in a shop behind the crowd. No one paid attention to him at this time. The Cao Gang just sent a doctor to bandage him casually and then left.

Duan Tiezhu came over quietly and asked, "Boss Bai, are you okay?"

Zhao Yushu replied weakly: "He won't die. He is much more difficult to deal with than expected."

If anyone around heard it, they would think that Boss Bai was talking about Zhao Yushu, but Duan Tiezhu knew that he was talking about the Second Master.

Duan Tiezhu had joined the Cao Gang not long ago and didn't know much about Erye. It was not until today when he saw Erye's corpse that he realized that the skinny Taoist was just a fake corpse. Although he was born in Wangjiang Tower and was much stronger than the average cultivator of the same level, if he, a cultivator of the seventh level, faced Erye, he might not be able to defeat him. There was no other reason, it was just too weird.

What realm is Zhao Yushu at? How could he have made such rapid progress?

"Boss Bai is injured like this, do you still want to stay in Xiangzhou?"

Zhao Yushu smiled and said, "I want to leave, but I'm afraid they won't let me go."

Duan Tiezhu nodded and said, "Take a good rest. I have to go and take care of the second master's funeral. Alas, there are so many businesses. What shall I do?"

Zhao Yushu narrowed his eyes and said, "Maybe I'll have to trouble you in the future, Fourth Master."

The two of them looked at each other tacitly, and Tiezhu went straight to find the Third Master.

Once the second master who is in charge of the legitimate business dies, the power structure of the Jiangnan Cao Gang will change drastically. Duan Tiezhu will benefit a lot from it. The key is that the murderer was Zhao Yushu, who had nothing to do with him. Even in Jiangning, he was seriously injured by Zhao Yushu in public. In the eyes of outsiders, the two are enemies.

The Third Master was not as happy as Tiezhu. He had previously disliked the Fourth Master, who was once promoted by the gang leader, for his low level of cultivation, and had never called on him to deal with Zhao Yushu. This also allowed him to escape the disaster. After all, according to rumors in the martial arts world, Zhao Yushu would not attack anyone who had not offended him.

But it’s hard to say for myself. If I fail to catch Zhao Yushu today, then wouldn’t I be the next one?

"Report to the Great Lord! No one!" Two monks who were proficient in water-traveling skills circled in the river but found nothing.

The chief priest's face became even uglier.

A mere Fifth Heaven master killed a Seventh Heaven master right under his nose and then disappeared without a trace?

"Look! Keep looking!"

The two monks looked at each other and continued diving helplessly.

On the north bank, three people in black robes stood together. The oldest one turned to a young man with an eye patch on one eye and said, "Zhang Chun, use your eyes to see where he is."

Zhang Chun took off his eyepatch, and the eye that did not belong to him was covered with bloodshot. It seemed that his brother's eyes could not be used as easily as he thought.

"There are only two rays of light. He is not in the river."

The older man in black robe nodded and said, "This Mr. Six is ​​really unexpected. Let's go."

Master Xia was stunned: "Leaving now?"

"Maybe he's hiding under your bed right now. I'm too old to stand in the night breeze."

Master Xia hesitated for a moment, then turned and left with the three men in black robes. Zhao Yushu kept his eyes on them, memorizing their faces, and then his gaze stayed coldly on the back of the one-eyed man.

I didn't kill him in Jiufeng Mountain, nor in Jiangning. He didn't show up at all when I arrived in Chang'an. Today I finally met him again. Moreover, the other party was in the open while I was in the dark. It would be unreasonable if I didn't kill him.

How can you be worthy of being my lifelong enemy? Are you also some chosen little prince?

As soon as the three men in black robes left, the chief priest had to admit that Zhao Yushu had indeed escaped, and could only leave in hatred. Fortunately, Jiang Bei was fine this time except for a slight loss of face, and the entire meal was paid for by the Second Master Jiangnan.

Zhao Yushu leaned over and suggested going back to Jiangbei. The Third Master had temporarily given up the idea of ​​fishing and was eager for this plague god to get out of here. He hurriedly asked someone to send him across the river overnight.

Zhao Yushu did not go to the dog hall for fear of scaring Master Xia. Today was the second day and there was still one day left.

I guess after tonight, the righteous Bai Jintang will have to be transformed into the immortal plague god Bai Jintang.

Now that he had proven himself to be Zhao Yushu's guide, whether actively or passively, there would be a big battle soon. As long as the Cao Gang were not stupid, they would gather all the people who were worth killing together, and then surround them with monks of the level of the great priest, waiting for Zhao Yushu to come.

But I still have a great chance tomorrow.

Because the letter from the academy said seven days, in other words, the other party thought there were seven days.

But only for three days.

The next morning, Zhao Yushu woke up in the inn and immediately asked someone to go to Goutang to deliver a message, saying that he was seriously injured and could not get out of bed. He would rush back to Xijing as soon as he recovered and did not want the three thousand taels of money.

As expected, Jiao Niang arrived in person soon and brought a message from Master Xia: Boss Bai, don't worry and recover from your injuries, but when it comes to business, the Cao Gang never breaks their promises, and we will invite Boss Bai to a small gathering in two days.

The little trick worked. The other party still didn't suspect me and was even thinking of setting another trap in a couple of days. Now that I'm in this bad shape, Master Xia probably won't be on guard so strictly today.

At most there were only a few people in black robes and the chief priest.

"Jiao Niang, you came here on your own. Aren't you afraid that Zhao Yushu is hiding in this room?"

Zhao Yushu looked like he was joking.

"Mr. Bai, please don't scare me. I'm leaving right now. I'm leaving right now."

The girl ran away like a rabbit. When she left the inn, Zhang Chun, who was in casual clothes, and another middle-aged man in military soft armor looked at each other: "Zhao Yushu didn't make a move. Is he not here?"

"It could also be that this young lady is not of high enough status. I will go back and report to the Deputy Envoy. You continue to keep an eye on her."

Zhao Yushu looked at the teahouses across the street through the window and waited for a whole incense stick of time. Then a military general walked out of the teahouse and went straight to the riverside.

Although this man was not wearing a black robe, he did not cover his face last night, so Zhao Yushu had already memorized his appearance.

I told you, how could you not follow me?

But this person is not Zhang Chun. Is Zhang Chun still in the teahouse or has he left?

The teahouse was crowded with people coming and going, and Zhao Yushu believed that if he walked in, he would most likely be recognized unless he found Zhang Chun immediately.

It doesn’t matter. Zhang Chun’s life can be spared. As for this general, he is from the underworld, so the fewer the better.

With a thought in mind, Zhao Yushu jumped out of the window from the other side.