Chapter 438 Purpose
If the normal process was followed, the entire Yuezhou would not be in action until tomorrow night, but the appearance of the red mask accelerated the pace by a whole day.
After a sleepless night, Zhao Yushu interrogated the two poor little monks again at dawn.
Zhao Yushu and Lan Ling were the presiding judges, Sanniang was responsible for judging the truthfulness of some of the information because she was the only one who understood many of the Red Lotus Cult's rules, and Heilu was responsible for standing behind the two of them to scare people.
"Don't be nervous, we're just asking a few questions, just sit down."
Zhao Yushu looked friendly, and the two little monks sat down tremblingly. Behind them was the black face of Heilu. What was even more outrageous was that this boy who looked like a Kunlun slave had yellow pupils, and occasionally he opened his mouth and spit out a snake tongue that dangled behind his head.
This is not a human being, it's a monster!
"Sir, we have told you everything we know."
"Don't worry, don't worry. I still need some details. For example, are you three patrolling together?"
The older monk nodded and said, "Captain Yang lives a rather, um, delicate life, so he always has nine people ready to take turns to be dispatched, in groups of three."
Zhao Yushu looked at Sanniang, and Sanniang nodded to confirm that the other party was telling the truth.
"Are they all monks?"
Zhao Yushu was no longer calm. How many monks were there in the Red Lotus Sect? And you, Yang He, used nine of them alone!
"You are joking, sir. There are not so many cultivators. There are only three of us. Xiao Zhang has just opened two orifices. He is not even at the first level yet. He can't really be considered a cultivator."
Zhao Yushu narrowed his eyes and said, "Then why is it such a coincidence that you three cultivators are here together?"
"Well, actually, it's not just the three of us."
The young monk who had just come to his senses was stunned by Zhao Yushu's question and hurriedly explained: "I was originally in a group with Brother Li. We brought another mortal with us, and it was not our group on duty at that time."
Brother Li was an older cultivator of the First Heaven. After hearing what the young cultivator said, he also said, "It was supposed to be another group on duty at that time, and then Brother Liu came to find us. We were all cultivators and knew each other well. He said it was getting dark, so we went to Folding Fan Street to have a drink together. Then we passed by Captain Yang's yard and heard a noise inside."
Zhao Yushu leaned forward: "What's that sound?"
"Uh, I don't know."
Hiss, the sound of the snake's tongue rang again, and Brother Li was startled: "I dare not hide it from you, sir, we didn't hear any sound."
Finally there is a flaw!
"You mean, only the dead Brother Liu heard the sound?"
"Yes, Brother Liu said that maybe the helmsman had returned, and then he was going to knock on the door."
The young monk added, "We said that it was not our turn to be on duty and the captain did not like being disturbed, so we should not meddle in other people's business. But Brother Liu did not listen. He knocked on the door a few times and when no one answered, he pushed the door open and went in."
After hearing this, Zhao Yushu understood that there was something wrong with this Brother Liu. He went to drink with the two young monks on purpose, and the so-called sound was also fictitious. He just needed two people to witness with him that there was a red mask in Yang He's yard, but he probably didn't expect that the red mask would kill him directly.
Brother Liu is from the underworld, or, the man with the red mask.
Then why did Red Mask kill him?
After repeatedly questioning for a while, the two young monks did not make any contradictions and could not provide any more clues. Zhao Yushu sent them away and fell into deep thought.
The clue was there, but it was lost.
"Do you think the deceased is from the underworld?"
Lan Ling asked, standing beside him.
"It's unlikely. The underworld is quite strict in recruiting people. I only know of Zhang Chun, a low-priced cultivator. Zhang Chun is ruthless and his eyes seem a bit weird. As for Brother Liu, based on the current intelligence, I don't see the value of him being recruited by the underworld. To be honest, his death at the hands of the Red Mask is inexplicable to me. His life or death seems to be irrelevant to the appearance of the Red Mask."
Lan Ling shook her head: "That's because the appearance of the red mask is completely consistent with your guess. What if he doesn't think so?"
Zhao Yushu was stunned and realized that he seemed to have fallen into a misunderstanding. He had always thought that the red mask was just to show his face and attract other people's attention.
I am too conceited.
"You mean, if his purpose is not just to be seen, but..."
"Rather, killing this Brother Liu is the goal."
"What's so worthy of killing Brother Liu that you have to use this method, ha!"
Zhao Yushu suddenly realized: "It turns out that the method of killing Brother Liu is the purpose."
Sanniang held her forehead, a little confused: "Bloodsucking?"
"Yes! He wants to expose this method and let us think about it in this way!"
"What's the purpose?" Lan Ling hadn't thought of the barrier yet.
"Tell everyone that the people from the underworld have arrived. Also, tell everyone that the people from the underworld have mastered a method."
"what way?"
"Turning a monk into a corpse, maybe using this corpse, I can turn a mortal into a monk."
This inference was too bold, so bold that even Hei Lu, a half-savage who relied purely on talent and had no common sense of cultivation, was shocked.
"No evidence."
Lan Ling was the first to calm down.
“Not yet, but I think it will be soon.”
"Again, what is his purpose?"
"I don't know, but I feel that the underworld is about to surface. Also, if my guess is correct, a mortal will soon become a monk."
It is not difficult for a mortal to temporarily transform into a cultivator; the Nine Peaks Mountain God can do it easily. According to the guardian grandmother, there were also unorthodox ways of doing things a few decades ago, but they all ended in a bad way.
The underworld has become more and more active recently. Could it be that they have mastered a method that can turn people into monks permanently?
What is the cost of this approach?
Zhao Yushu's investigation was forced to stop. He could not actively verify all his guesses and could only wait for the other party to make a move. However, he did not even have a plan to counter the other party's moves.
The enemy is in the dark while I am in the light. As an assassin, I hate this situation the most.
Zhao Yushu suddenly missed the days when he made trouble in Xiangzhou. He wore two identities and made the Xiangzhou Cao Gang dizzy and dazzled. He even killed several people in the underworld.
Unfortunately, the situation is beyond our control.
Zhao Yushu temporarily stayed in Yang He's courtyard, waiting for the news coming back from Zhu Huo at any time. The effect of the carpet search was very significant, and a group of spies who were hiding very deeply last time were caught again.
But what made the spies panic was that Zhu Huo did not use violence this time. Except for a few big shots, some insignificant small spies were all let go, lined up at the city gate, and kicked out.
Some shrewd spies soon got the news from a few Red Lotus members who were not very tight-lipped. The reason for the search was that an organization called Yinsi had caused a big incident in Yuezhou, and there were not enough manpower to deal with these ordinary spies, so they were told to get as far away as possible.
For a time, the spies who had just escaped used all their means, and the information was exaggerated into various versions and spread to all forces in the entire Tang Dynasty.
Zhao Yushu made his move.