Chapter 446 Under the Mask
Zhao Yushu is sometimes very conceited, so conceited that he thinks he can always control the situation, and so conceited that he thinks all his enemies are surrounding him to attack him.
Even though the events in Chang'an and Xiangzhou proved that he was just a bait.
When he arrived in Yuezhou, he thought he had become the core.
It never occurred to me that I might be bait again.
It’s just that it’s still not certain which fish the leader, the fisherman, wants to catch.
Big Brother.
Before locking the city, Zhao Yushu sent a letter to Dongdu. According to his expectation, after the eldest brother received the letter, he himself, or someone he thought was suitable, should arrive outside Yuezhou City.
The academies of today are not the same as those of the past. It is no longer easy to be tricked by others and then jump in foolishly. The fact that it was Meng Yan who came to Xiangzhou instead of Gu Changfeng is proof of this.
Therefore, if the underworld wants to fish in the old way, the result will most likely be the same as that of Xiangzhou, with all the fish from the interior to the small fish being slaughtered by the academy.
Yan Hui was sitting outside, so Gu Changfeng would have been stupid to rush over alone.
But Zhao Yushu didn't think the leader was such a stupid person.
To put it bluntly, the leader's scheming and tactics are more powerful than anyone else in the academy except Wei You.
Until tonight, Zhao Yushu had not figured out the leader's plan, and he didn't even know the identity of the Red Mask. This was the first time that Zhao Yushu felt so passive, even more passive than when he was in Kunlun Prison.
However, when Lan Ling pointed out that Yan Hui's arrival was so abrupt, the mess in Zhao Yushu's mind seemed to have a thread.
If I am the bait, is there anyone else besides the academy who wants to eat this bait?
Such a complicated plan requires the cooperation of a very capable person, but what if this person refuses to cooperate?
If neither inducement nor intimidation can make him compromise, then he is useless.
Zhao Yushu glanced at the bed in the inner hall behind him, where a seriously injured person who had just been sent there was lying.
Lao Zhao stood up: "He is in danger."
Zhu Xian returned to the branch angrily, only to see Protector Wang sitting alone in a daze.
"How is the result?"
Zhu Xian was asking about the two of them joining forces to help Zhao Yushu catch someone.
Wang Hufa shook his head and said, "Master Zhu, I can no longer be involved in this matter. Please forgive me."
The shock on Zhu Xian's face lasted for a long time, and he finally managed to utter two words with difficulty: "Master?"
Dharma Protector Wang lowered his head: "Dharma Protector Jiang went to find the leader. We, hey, are old."
"Where is Zhao Yushu?"
"Medical Clinic."
Zhu Xian didn't even sit down. He turned around and walked out. His pace was so fast that everyone who knew him was surprised.
Lord Zhu seldom displays his abilities, and usually acts more like a real official than a cultivator, but now he has pushed his footwork to the limit, as if the person he is about to meet is Yuezhou’s last hope.
Along the way, Zhu Xian looked at the streets where he had lived for decades. He was extremely familiar with every tree and blade of grass here. The old shops here had even existed when he was very young, and some of the newly built houses were even built with bricks and wood that he had personally helped transport.
And all of this is about to become a victim of someone's inflated ambition.
Zhu Xian suddenly stopped. At the end of the street, a man in a black robe was standing there.
Before, Zhu Xian had been with the two bodyguards, and the Red Mask had no chance to take action. Now he was finally caught alone.
"I came out of the branch rudder at the fastest pace in my life. Even if someone tipped me off, it would be too late, unless you were there at the time. Protector Wang, Yang He, who are you?"
The man in the red mask walked out from the shadows and looked at Zhu Xian who was standing with his hands behind his back, without saying a word.
"You poisoned my son first, intending to force me to surrender. Let me think about it. I have deep feelings for Yuezhou. Without being modest, I am also the only one in the Red Lotus Sect in terms of administrative ability. You need me to cooperate with you, but you know that you can't convince me directly, so you attacked Huo'er twice. First, it was my wife, and when the plan failed, you directly poisoned her. Now, I would rather kill Huo'er with my own hands than compromise. So, you want to kill me now, right?"
The Red Mask took a few steps forward, unsheathed his sword, and still said nothing.
No matter who is under the red mask, his strength is far superior to Zhu Xian, and Zhu Xian has no chance of winning.
"Protector Wang has been with me all along, and all the evidence points to Yang He, but I have always had a question. Since all the evidence points to Yang He, isn't this mask on your face making things even more obvious?"
Zhu Xian pointed at his face and said, "Wouldn't it be better if I just took off the mask and revealed Yang He's face? Or is it that sometimes, the person underneath this mask may not be Yang He?"
The red mask stopped and spoke for the first time. His voice was hoarse and no characteristics could be heard: "Master Zhu is very smart. Now you still have a chance. This medicine is ready. As long as you keep taking it, your son can reach the Great Perfection of the Outer Scene."
Zhu Xian snorted, "Although my son is not a cultivator and has many problems, he is a real man. If he knew his father did such a thing, he would probably prefer to die. Besides, there are not so many cultivators."
"Have."
The red mask only answered with one word, and Zhu Xian immediately thought of the answer.
Yes, there are, and they are delivered to your door voluntarily.
"never mind."
Zhu Xian took out his hands from behind his back, shook his outer official robe and threw it aside, revealing a soft armor underneath.
"You may not recognize this, but this is the Xuan-grade top-grade armor that the leader personally gave to me for my meritorious service in defending Yuezhou. It is of a higher grade than the sword in your hand. Although I am only at the sixth level, I may not die so easily."
"I know."
The long knife fell.
Old Jiang went alone to the Holy Red Lotus Temple. Looking at the fire that illuminated the sky red, a resolute look appeared on his face.
The two guards were about to reach out to stop them when the gate of the holy temple suddenly opened and the old voice of the grandmother was heard.
"come in."
Old Jiang was stunned for a moment. The other party seemed to have been waiting, but he didn't know whether he was waiting for him or someone else.
Old Jiang subconsciously turned around and took a deep look at the familiar Yuezhou City, as if he wanted to remember this city forever in his heart.
Then he walked in resolutely.
The door of the holy temple closed silently.
A red robe was handed over, and the short mother-in-law stood aside: "Put it on. You are too old to bear it."
"Old man, I actually have a question."
Old Jiang did not take the fire-proof suit, but stared at the blooming red lotus and the vague figure sitting deep in the red lotus.
"Mother-in-law, do you think you can walk into Honglian?"
The mother-in-law was stunned: "I haven't tried it."
"That means you can't."
Old Jiang smiled and glanced at Grandma: "Except for the leader, no one has ever walked in intact, right?"
Looking at Mr. Jiang, whose last tuft of hair had begun to turn yellow, the mother-in-law suddenly felt something was wrong.
"What do you want to do?"
"It is said that only those without sin in their hearts can step into the Red Lotus safely. When I was young, I was very absurd, and my hands were stained with a lot of unclear blood. I can't be considered innocent in any way."
Old Jiang took two steps forward.
"Jiang Yan! Are you crazy?"
"And now, for the people of this city, for the millions of Red Lotus followers, and for the whole world!"
Old Jiang walked faster and faster, his white robe suddenly caught fire, and his old back was like a burning torch.
“My heart is bright.”
Old Jiang walked to the center of the red lotus, looked at the silver-white mask sitting cross-legged on the ground, and slowly stretched out his hand.
"Let me see who you are."