Chapter 440 Suspicion
Zhu Huo dispatched hundreds of archers to surround the place, not to guard against foreign enemies, but to prevent himself from losing his mind and doing something wrong that would bring shame to his parents.
Zhao Yushu walked out of the government office, and screams could be heard faintly behind him. Zhu Huo was very anxious, as he didn't have much time.
Sitting in front of the gate of the government office, Zhao Yushu felt unprecedented frustration. Zhu Xian was once again cleared of suspicion due to Zhu Huo's incident. However, Yang He was missing, Zhu Huo was about to die, and he hadn't even caught the Red Mask.
His mind was a little confused, and he didn't react until a pair of boots stood in front of him.
"Master Zhu?"
Zhu Xian's face showed suppressed anger and sadness.
"Where is Huo'er?"
"in."
Zhu Xian rushed past him and into the government office. Old Jiang stopped and took out a porcelain bottle.
"Someone sent a few guys to deliver this. Their cultivation was too low, and they were unable to stop the other party. They only saw that the other party was wearing a red mask."
Zhao Yushu moved closer to the porcelain bottle, and a strong spiritual power mixed with the smell of blood hit him in the face.
"This is?"
Zhao Yushu guessed it immediately, but he was not sure.
Mr. Jiang handed over another note.
"If you want to save Zhu Huo, give him food."
Old Jiang sighed, "Even a fool knows that even if this thing is used, it can only solve the emergency for a while. If you don't save him, his only son will be dead. If you save him, he will be completely tied up in the underworld. When the leader comes out of seclusion, Zhu Huo will still be dead. This trick is very vicious."
Zhao Yushu nodded. This was not the first time that the underworld had used such despicable means.
"What did Master Zhu say?"
"Even if I die, I will die in his hands."
The medicine can save Zhu Huo temporarily, but now Zhu Xian is in, and the medicine is in Old Jiang's hands, which means Zhu Xian had already made up his mind.
Zhao Yushu gritted his teeth, jumped up, and ran inside.
If Zhu Huo wanted his father to bear the guilt for the rest of his life by killing him, he might not be unable to accept his suggestion.
"I'm afraid I don't have time to say goodbye to my mother."
Zhu Huo knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times, and took the papers with both hands: "Finally, I have gained something, and it is not in vain to come here. I am an unfilial child, so I will go first."
Zhu Xianhu's eyes were filled with tears, and he reached out and touched Zhu Huo's head: "My son, although he is not a cultivator, he is not inferior to anyone."
With a bang, the door was smashed open. Zhao Yushu held a long sword in his hand and stared at Zhu Huo on the ground: "I won't preach. You are a man, and you still have a chance to choose."
Zhu Xian was horrified and stepped forward to block Zhao Yushu's way. "This is my Zhu family's affair. There is no need for you to intervene, Mr. Liu!"
"Master Zhu, I can save Zhu Huo. Zhu Huo, your spiritual power is already in chaos. There is no time."
Zhu Xian looked at his son in surprise and doubt, and Zhu Huo's expression showed obvious hesitation.
"Please help me, Mr. Liu!"
Although he didn't know what the price was, Zhu Xian didn't hesitate at all.
"Red Fire."
Zhao Yushu looked at Zhu Huo's increasingly ferocious expression and said, "I respect you."
"Huo'er! Do you want daddy to kneel down to Mr. Liu?"
Upon hearing this, Zhu Huo raised his head abruptly, laughed miserably, and opened his arms: "Zhao Yushu, be more accurate."
The long sword flashed continuously, but there was only a beam of light. Zhu Xian had never seen such a fast sword in his life.
In just a moment, Zhao Yushu put away his sword and stood up, then several streams of blood gushed out from Zhu Huo's body. Zhu Huo's eyes rolled back and he fainted without even having time to scream.
As these acupoints were opened, the spiritual energy around his body could not find an entrance and slowly dissipated.
But at the same time, several major acupoints were broken, and the most important tendons and veins for a cultivator were also broken. From now on, Zhu Huo might be able to survive, but he would be a useless person with all his tendons and veins broken.
"Call the doctor."
Zhao Yushu sighed, turned around and walked out of the room: "I promise you, I will catch the person who harmed him and bring him to you with my own hands."
The two thin pieces of paper were filled with information that Zhu Huo had obtained by using all means to torture him in his last moment of clarity.
The person who administered the drug was a minor official in the government office, who was also a very loyal member of the Red Lotus sect.
The medicine was obtained from a man wearing a red mask. The man did not reveal his identity but took out a token.
Red Lotus Order.
Seeing this order is like seeing the leader, and everyone knows who should have the token now.
Yang He.
"Eliminate the treacherous villains on behalf of the Holy Church!"
This is what the other party told him.
The young believer decided without hesitation to sacrifice himself for the Red Lotus.
Zhao Yushu folded the paper. Zhu Xian had already seen this information. It wouldn't be long before all the top leaders of the Red Lotus Cult would know about it. Not only them, but even he himself began to waver.
Yang He, now all the evidence is slowly pointing to you, except that no motive has been found, and everyone is beginning to suspect you.
And I believe that this red mask will quickly give you the motive, such as his words: To eradicate the treacherous villains on behalf of the Holy Church.
Yuezhou is the base camp of the Red Lotus Cult, and it has the most die-hard believers. If the leader's token is here, it will be easy to do anything you want.
For example, killing those who are currently in power.
What's the purpose of doing this?
Zhao Yushu sat on the steps. He was being led by the Red Mask. Even before the real imaginary enemy, the leader, made a move, his army was almost defeated.
If he still couldn't figure out what the red masked man would do next, the people on his side would face life and death at any time, such as Lan Ling, Hei Lu, and Sanniang.
Zhao Yushu, calm down, if you were the Red Mask, what would you do?
If you were the leader, what would you do?
Zhao Yushu looked up at Old Jiang who was standing outside, or rather, at the porcelain bottle in his hand.
What would happen if Zhu Huo ate it?
Zhao Yushu stood up and walked over.
"How to say?"
"Zhu Huo's life has been saved, but I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to move freely for the rest of his life. It all depends on his luck."
Zhao Yushu handed over the confession: "Although I don't want to admit it, now, the suspicion that this red mask belongs to Yang He is even greater."
After reading it, Jiang Lao frowned and couldn't relax: "If it was Yang He, and the leader didn't come out, he would have a way to kill us one by one. If it wasn't for Yang He..."
"If it weren't for him, it would be even more terrifying. This person's understanding of Yuezhou City is no less than his, and his cultivation is even higher than his."
"The three of us have been together all the time. You can't possibly doubt the guardian granny. Her figure is too obvious."
"I don't know," Zhao Yushu shook his head. "Now it seems that apart from Yang He, there is no one else I can suspect."
"Then what are you going to do now?"
Zhao Yushu stretched out his hand and pointed at the porcelain bottle in Jiang Lao's hand: "Can you dare to guess how long this bottle of medicine can keep Zhu Huo as a cultivator?"
Jiang Lao looked puzzled: "What do you mean?"
"What if as long as there is enough blood essence of monks, a mortal can always maintain the body of a monk? "
Jiang Lao's eyes widened: "The world will be in chaos!"