Chapter 404 Rookie
There were more yamen runners patrolling the streets, and each team was assigned a monk as much as possible.
Although his cultivation level is not high, at least he has a chance to give a warning.
Zhao Yushu was hiding in the shadows wearing a black robe. He had already achieved his purpose of muddying the waters by appearing in black robe last night. Today, he was mainly going to use his traditional skills to bluff.
Originally, his first choice for bluffing was Zhu Xian, but now Zhu Xian was so busy that he had no idea where he was, and he basically had no time to be alone, so it was difficult to bluff him out of anything.
The old helmsman was killed after being tricked by Zhao Yushu and couldn't even hold out for a whole night. Zhao Yushu didn't believe that someone was always watching that place, so it was possible that the murderer also went to find the old helmsman, and then the old helmsman confessed to Zhao Yushu that he had seen through them, so the other party simply killed him and put the blame on him.
I originally thought that this person was Zhu Xian, but from Zhu Xian's performance later on, he seemed somewhat innocent. If it was someone else, who could it be?
Zhao Yushu ran all the way to a place where he needed to confirm something.
The Yuezhou branch of the Red Lotus Cult is right next to the Holy Red Lotus Temple. The old leader has a distinguished status in the cult, and the leader will rush back to hold a funeral for him personally. Before that, his body will be placed in the branch and preserved using secret methods.
Zhao Yushu is going to perform an autopsy.
I am not the forensic doctor Qin Ming, nor am I Song Ci, nor even a coroner, but this does not prevent me from performing an autopsy. At least I can figure out the cause of death.
Zhu Xian mentioned before that the Red Lotus Sect has three guardians from the Eighth Heaven and above, and there is most likely an inner scene in the holy temple. Now Old Jiang is staring at Kunwu in the courtyard, so if his luck is bad enough, he will face two guardians from the Eighth Heaven and Nineth Heaven and an inner scene boss at the same time.
But I'm only here to perform an autopsy, not to fight.
Zhao Yushu looked at the fiery red in front of him and felt a little bitter. How could he have forgotten it?
The flames of the Pure World Red Lotus covered an area of several miles, directly breaking his signature Shadow Step skill.
What the hell is this? Should I just break in?
Zhao Yushu hid in the distance and wandered for a long time. Without the Shadow Step, he could not escape from Nei Jing's hands, so the plan had to be cancelled.
However, the helm was not quiet at this time, but people were coming and going, as if something very important was going on. How about waiting?
Members of the Red Lotus Cult, wearing red cloaks, came in and out from time to time, pulling or lifting various furniture, tables and chairs in their hands, looking exhausted.
It's so late, what are they doing, moving?
Two followers of the sect walked towards him. Zhao Yushu shrank his body and hid in the dark without leaving any trace.
"Captain Yang is almost here, luckily everything has been cleaned up. I'm a little exhausted." A member of the sect rubbed his brows and leaned against the wall, seeming to want to take a break.
"It should be soon. The moonlight is not very good today, otherwise it would have arrived long ago."
Zhao Yushu was confused when he heard this. Who was Captain Yang? What did the early or late arrival of the other party have to do with the moonlight?
"Captain Yang is good in every way, except that he is too particular. The leader said that he must change this bad habit. Otherwise, after the leader is gone for a hundred years, no one will be able to compete with him."
"What nonsense! The leader is in his prime, what hundred years?"
"Hey, that's not what I said. These are the original words of the leader. Our old leader said it himself. He said that Leader Yang is very respected, but it's a pity that he can't share the joys and sorrows with the followers. Maybe it would be better if he was older."
"This is not something we should consider. Let's go back. Captain Yang will arrive soon. It would be bad if we are caught."
The two followers walked back side by side. Zhao Yushu decided not to leave yet. He wanted to see who this so-called Captain Yang was.
The clouds became lighter, and the faint moonlight sprinkled on the ground. Nearly half an hour later, Zhao Yushu felt something flash past his head.
The two rows of Red Lotus Cult members who had been waiting in line all bowed their heads and placed their right hands across their chests: "Welcome, Captain Yang!"
The scene was grand and high-profile, which made Zhao Yushu think of the Red Flower Society Iron-blooded Youth Group welcoming the chief leader...
A red dress fluttered in the moonlight, the cloak fluttered in the night wind, and a powerful wave of spiritual power blew away the fallen leaves on the ground, leaving behind a piece of pure land.
Zhao Yushu stretched his head. The man looked to be in his twenties at most. He was handsome, tall and straight. He would be a real male protagonist in any novel, even more dazzling than the pretentious chief of Wangjiang Tower.
"Captain Yang, you have come a long way and must have worked hard along the way."
A middle-aged woman came out from the rudder and greeted politely.
"Protector Zhou came to greet me personally. Yang was terrified."
"The food is ready. Captain Yang, please come."
Captain Yang held out his hand and said, "No hurry, there is one more thing to do, let's finish it first."
Zhou Hufa frowned and said, "Captain Yang just arrived. What's the important matter?"
"Ha, just now under the bright moon, I saw a mouse sneaking around. Yang went to catch him first."
Zhao Yushu's heart trembled, and the fleeting shadow suddenly started to move, flying in the opposite direction.
"Oh? You can also have fleeting memories!"
A voice sounded beside him. Zhao Yushu opened his eyes wide and looked at Captain Yang who was following him with a trail of afterimage, and was horrified.
The other party was more than ten feet away from him, how could he be so fast!
Zhao Yushu subconsciously looked up at the moon, but didn't have time to think about it.
"But it seems that you have only learned the yellow level part. You have a lot of skills but your speed is still far from enough."
As Captain Yang finished speaking, he swung his hand violently, and a slender scimitar reflecting the moonlight slashed towards his neck.
With a clang, a stream of sword energy spurted out from Zhao Yushu's fingertips, knocking the scimitar away. The two of them ran forward side by side without stopping.
Swords and knives were flying, and the two afterimages were entangled with each other, each move was fatal. At an extremely fast speed, the two men did not stop at all, and in a short time they ran out of half of Yuezhou City, having changed hundreds of moves.
Captain Yang was a little surprised. The opponent's attacks were not particularly fast, but he seemed to have foresight and was always able to attack the enemy before he could make a move, which made him feel blocked everywhere and felt very frustrated.
Zhao Yushu was even more surprised because the other party was from the seventh level. It was not like he had never seen such young people from the seventh level before, such as the young celestial master, the prince, and the scholar from the Li family. Except for the waste prince, the other two were all extremely talented.
Captain Yang in front of him is no exception.
Seems even stronger.
The opponent's approach is almost exactly the same as his own, both pursuing extreme speed and a one-stroke killing style. Under such circumstances, the two of them could still fight for so long, which shows that both of them have extremely strong kung fu skills.
If he only used chess swordplay and Shushan swordsmanship, he could hold out for a while, but in the long run he would definitely not be a match for Captain Yang.
Zhao Yushu had to admit that he was indeed inferior to others in some aspects.
The two exchanged moves again. Zhao Yushu pointed his finger at the opponent's shoulder. Even though Captain Yang reacted quickly and dodged to the side, his sleeve was still cut, and his long sword also cut a tiny bloody wound on the back of Zhao Yushu's hand.
Zhao Yushu took the opportunity to move away a few steps and jumped onto a roof. The moonlight was blocked by clouds. Zhao Yushu noticed that the other person's brows frowned slightly.
"What a trick! Yang originally thought he was a nobody. Yang was wrong. How dare you leave your name?"
Zhao Yushu watched as the shadows gradually covered the area and it was time to leave.
"The Holy Thief."