Chapter 443 Trap
Zhao Yushu didn't know that Yan Hui would directly call for help, but he knew that Yan Hui would not just sit there and watch.
If the underworld really goes crazy, or the leader goes crazy, and treats Yuezhou as a raccoon city, and a battle royale between immortals and mortals occurs, and in the end a red mask of unknown origin is raised from a Gu, and you, the compassionate Master Yanhui, sits outside the city and watches, then you'd better not leave the Dabei Temple in the future.
Shameful.
On the other hand, if the underworld is not crazy, what do they want to do?
Zhao Yushu spent several days trying to figure it out, so naturally he wouldn't suddenly have an epiphany and grasp the truth at this moment. He went to ask Yan Hui for help because he wanted to use external force to break the deadlock, just like he wanted to use the leader to restrain Yan Hui.
The things outside have been done, and what remains are the things inside the city. Red Mask attacked Zhu Huo, but Zhu Huo and his son were unexpectedly strong-willed, which made Red Mask's wishful thinking fail. So what will he do next?
Zhao Yushu could only assume that he just wanted to create conflict between immortals and mortals, so his next step would definitely be to continue testing the medicine on mortals?
Besides Zhu Huo, who else most wants to be a cultivator?
In other words, apart from Zhu Huo, which mortal suffered the greatest disaster and dealt the greatest blow to himself?
Zhao Yushu stood at the city gate, his thoughts traveling across half the city as he looked towards the direction of the clinic.
Adong.
Come on, let me take a gamble.
Zhao Yushu went straight to Zheshan Street and walked into a dim underground gambling house. Then, a corner that was already darker suddenly became slightly darker.
The darkness was fleeting, and many people wondered if they were dizzy because they had been having too much fun all night. Then Zhao Yushu, with an expressionless face, squeezed into the crowd and disappeared without a trace in just a few blinks of an eye.
On the other side, Old Zhao, who had several scars on his face and no trace of spiritual energy in his body, appeared from outside the wall with the help of the darkness and walked towards the clinic with the crowd.
Come on, Red Mask, show me who you really are.
Zhao Yushu walked into the clinic, and Ah Dong just came out with some medicine residue. He smiled when he saw him and said, "Brother, do you want to get some medicine or see a doctor? Are you feeling unwell?"
"I'm looking for Miss Adong." Zhao Yushu looked around and answered with a smile.
Adong was stunned, looked carefully for a while, his eyes suddenly lit up, and when he was about to speak, Zhao Yushu put his finger to his mouth and made a gesture of silence.
"I feel a little tired recently. Just bring me some tea to refresh myself. I'll sit here."
Ah Dong realized that Zhao Yushu had something important to do, and nodded immediately: "Okay, big brother, wait a moment."
Not long after, Adong came out with a small pot and placed it on the small table in front of Zhao Yushu, then went away to get busy. Lan Ling also came out. Zhao Yushu signaled Adong with his eyes, and Lan Ling nodded slightly to show that she understood. Soon, Hei Lu and Lan Ling each took a position and started to work. The three of them surrounded Adong, who was sitting in the middle and grinding medicine.
Hei Lu has sharp perception, Lan Ling is extremely smart, and Zhao Yushu has the highest cultivation level. As long as they are not from the inner world, it is impossible for them to attack Adong silently.
This wait lasted a whole day.
Just as it was getting dark and the clinic was about to close, Zhao Yushu was about to move to the inner hall to wait, when the light from outside the street shone a figure in.
Lan Ling and Hei Lu raised their heads at the same time.
"Sir, are you here to get some medicine or see a doctor?"
Adong was packing up his things. When he saw someone coming in, he asked with a smile.
"I bought a pill from your store before, and I feel a little uncomfortable after taking it. I would like to ask you for help."
A man wearing a green gown and a bamboo hat took out a white porcelain bottle from his waist and handed it over.
"Let me take a look."
Lan Ling walked over and stood in front of Adong, stretching two fingers of her left hand under her sleeve.
Second heaven?
Zhao Yushu stood up, pretended to walk casually to the window, and looked at the dim street outside.
He came, but did not show up, which was his usual method.
Where is he?
He had to be in a place where he could observe the situation in the clinic at any time, and there were not many such places.
Zhao Yushu looked towards several dark corners, but due to his poor vision, he was unable to observe the whole situation. The only thing he could see was Adong's direction.
Black Deer walked over. Black Deer usually followed Adong, so he would not be suspected if he went over.
"This bottle? A-Dong, has our family ever sold it?"
Lan Ling wanted to reach out to take the bottle, but the other party hesitated and did not give it to Lan Ling.
There is no doubt that the order he received was to find a way to get the medicine to the young female doctor, not Lan Ling.
"Medicines are all contained in bottles like this. Let me take a look."
Adong wanted to squeeze to the front, but was blocked by Lan Ling intentionally or unintentionally, so he could only stretch out his hand from a distance.
The man was anxious and reached out to pull out the cork.
The black deer's pupils began to contract and its mouth protruded slightly forward, like an eagle.
"Wine flag!"
Heilu shouted suddenly, startling the man in the hat. Then one hand grabbed his wrist, and endless chill spread from his wrist upwards, instantly making him unable to move.
Just as Hei Lu shouted the word "wine flag", everyone's eyes went dark. At the same time, Zhao Yushu appeared under the wine flag and reached out to the black robe in the shadow.
Even through the blood-red mask, Zhao Yushu could still feel the unconcealable astonishment beneath the other person's mask.
I finally guessed it right.
The flash of the knife illuminated the clouds.
Yan Hui stood up and walked out of Shili Pavilion with difficulty.
Behind him were densely packed bald heads, more than a hundred of them.
These are all monks. Yan Hui almost emptied out half of the Buddhist backbones in Jiangnan.
"You guys, go to Yuezhou first."
"Master, we can't get in."
A monk from the sixth level of heaven took one look at the faint flames that enveloped the entire city and spoke frankly.
"Then, surround Yuezhou."
"Master, how about after we surround them?"
"Then tell them that it was the old monk Yan Hui's intention not to release a single cultivator."
The monks were puzzled, but they put their hands together and left one by one. A city, four gates, and nearly a hundred monks were turned into a prison by the insiders and the outsiders.
"Amitabha."
Yan Hui moved towards Yuezhou step by step, but his eyes were looking towards the north.
Gu Changfeng, when will you arrive?
The long knife and the long sword collided. The knife was of Xuan level, and the sword was also of Xuan level, but the sword was made of Kunlun cold iron and was indestructible. The knife was no match.
The one who can retreat is Zhao Yushu.
The other party's cultivation is higher than his.
"You are not Yang He, take off the mask and let me see your true face."
Zhao Yushu's sword struck repeatedly, as fast as thunder, but the opponent's knife was also very fast. Even if it was just a simple fight of moves, the opponent was not at a disadvantage at all.
The red mask looks very much like Yang He.
But Yang He would never attack Zhu Huo and A Dong, even if he was ordered by the leader to do so.
Yang He is an upright man.
The Red Mask did not answer, and seemed not to want to get entangled with him. He tried to escape from the fight three times in a row, but was entangled by Zhao Yushu's footwork.
The clouds gradually disappeared, revealing a crescent moon.
They both looked up at the moonlight at the same time.