Chapter 474 Taking orders
Vanut, also known as the Han of Laxin, was from Yanqi. Yanqi was a very large country in the Western Regions and accounted for a very high proportion of the Western Regions people in Chang'an.
"It's strange that you, a person from the Western Regions, can only speak Chinese."
Vanut led the way with a small lamp in front. "But it's okay. Many Tang people like your kind of work. After all, there is no need to hire an interpreter. How is your swordsmanship, brother?"
"Your knife skills are average, enough to kill people."
"Hey, interesting, what's your name?"
"Alibaba," Zhao Yushu raised his lips. The ghost market was a gathering place for countless lawless criminals. Anyone with a knife here would be dead. "If I'm lucky and make some money, I might need Big Brother's help to hire some helpers."
"What helpers? How many? What to do?"
As a professional intermediary, Vanut asked instinctively.
"Forty extremely vicious criminals, killing people."
The ghost market in Chang'an is slightly different from that in Dongdu. It is more orderly and, like the market above, is divided into different areas.
"Looking for a job? What can you do?"
Following Vanut, they came to an area surrounded by fences and walked into a tent. Vanut whispered a few words in the ear of an old man with a dark complexion. Zhao Yushu moved his ears and heard everything the other person said.
"This is a stranger, from Gumo. He is not very defensive, but he should be quite capable."
Ha, do you think so lowly of yourself?
But it is true that the young people who could not get back to Xishi and followed others foolishly when asked a question are very much like the college students who were easily deceived by the agents to shop near Wang Moujing in the imperial capital in the previous life.
"Young warrior, you need to prove your ability before you can get a job that suits you."
"how to prove?"
"In his hands, he can last ten moves."
The old man in black waved his hand, and an extremely tall Kunlun slave came up, waving two long swords in his hands.
"Ten moves is a bit too much."
Zhao Yushu rushed forward suddenly, lowered his body, avoided Kunlun Slave's two horizontal attacks, kicked the opponent's knee, and then with a bang, the scimitar was unsheathed.
Kunlun slave growled and knelt on the ground, but he didn't dare to move. He felt a bone-chilling coldness on his neck.
"We Gumo warriors are not reckless men, we are warriors."
Zhao Yushu put away his machete: "I want to do the job that makes money the fastest."
In relatively peaceful times, the fastest way to make money is written in the opening song of KTV, but in troubled times, there is undoubtedly only one way.
kill.
Although Zhao Yushu considers himself a top-notch assassin who loves to fight head-on, he is not very keen on killing people. His coming to the Ghost Market was just an accident and it was not part of the plan.
But this does not prevent me from pretending to be a big shot here. When I appear strong enough, more attention and resources will naturally come to me. This is opportunity.
If the old man in black really gave Zhao Yushu a job, he would take it, but he just wouldn't do it.
Pretend to be cool and then run away, hehe, it's really fucking exciting.
The old man in black and Vanut were obviously shocked by Zhao Yushu's small show of strength. He knocked down the old man in black's guard with one move. This kind of strength is considered to be a top master among mortals, and even among low-level cultivators.
"Hahaha, Brother Alibaba is indeed a great warrior. As the Tang people say, it's a shame we didn't meet earlier. My name is Bahei, you can call me Heiye."
Hei Ye walked up to Zhao Yushu and hugged him tightly with Western etiquette, which made Old Zhao feel nauseous.
"I have a job for a Tang person here. Let's see if Brother Alibaba dares to do it."
Hei Ye turned around and went back to the tent, calling Zhao Yushu in, but drove Vanut out. It seemed that he had no intention of letting him know the specific content of the job.
Vanut didn't care. As an intermediary, he had to have the awareness of an intermediary. He bowed and left the area directly, and no one knew where he went.
Hei Ye watched Vanut walk away, flipped through the bookshelf, and then handed over a portrait.
"Who is this?"
Zhao Yushu narrowed his eyes. He didn't like killing people, but this person might not be impossible to kill.
"The Liao ambassador, Yelu Yan."
Zhao Yushu sneered: "If you only wrote Yelu Yan, I would have gone without knowing the truth, but you said this is the ambassador of Liao. You want me to die."
Hei Ye chuckled and said, "I have always been fair in what I do. Not only is the money fair, but the jobs I find are also fair. If every job is to kill someone, who would dare to take it?"
"So, Mr. Hei is prepared."
“Be prepared, always.”
"Master Hei, aren't you afraid that I will turn around and sell you to the Liao ambassador?"
"Haha, this is also part of the preparation."
Zhao Yushu nodded: "How much?"
"Silver, one thousand taels. If you bring back the head, another thousand taels of gold."
One thousand taels is not a small amount, but if you want to buy the life of the Liao ambassador with one thousand taels, it is too little.
Zhao Yushu handed the portrait back.
"No?"
"No."
Hei Ye sneered: "I thought he was a rising star, but he turned out to be a coward. No wonder your Gumo country was destroyed."
Zhao Yushu narrowed his eyes and said, "Don't be provocative, man in black. Who is the Liao ambassador? He has many guards around him, and there are probably many monks. Don't even mention one thousand taels, even if it's ten thousand taels, you have to be alive to get it."
"Alibaba, Master Hei, I told you that the job I'm looking for is fair. To be honest, Yelu Yan is a mortal. There are cultivators around him, but the highest cultivator is only the third heaven. And there is more than one person who did this. If you don't want to grab that head, as long as he dies, you don't have to do anything and you can still get the money."
"The third heaven?"
"Yes, this is Chang'an. The Liao people would like to see the inner world, but can they get in? At least for Yelu Yan, the Third Heaven is the limit of the Tang Emperor's tolerance."
The Third Heaven might not be impossible to kill for the top mortal masters.
"Why not just find a monk to kill him?"
"Hey, this is the Tang Dynasty, this is Chang'an City. Which cultivator dares to kill an ambassador of a country? Don't you want to spend the rest of your life in the Tang Dynasty?"
Yes, the Tang Dynasty has issued a clear order that any monk who dares to kill an official will be hunted down and killed. This rule is not only applicable in Chang'an, but also in the Eastern Capital, the Red Lotus Sect, and even the Liao Kingdom and Tubo.
"I took it. When will we start?"
"That's great. Tomorrow, Yelu Yan is invited to go on a tour to the north of the city. As for how to kill him, it depends on your ability."
"By whom?"
"That's not what you should ask."
Hei Ye handed over a piece of paper and stamped it with a seal: "Sign your name. Once Yelu Yan dies, you can come here to ask me for money. If you don't trust my name..."
The man in black walked out of the tent and pointed to the darkness in the distance: "There is a city over there. Go over and ask if this seal is worth one thousand taels."
"Trust it."
Zhao Yushu wrote four ugly characters in a flamboyant style, then put the paper into his arms: "Prepare one thousand taels of gold and forty ruthless and bad men. This thousand taels is their commission."
Hei Ye frowned and looked at Zhao Yushu who was gradually disappearing in the darkness. Did he find the wrong person?