Chapter 487 Breaking Move
Zhao Yushu made a big scene in the street, and the defenders of Jianmen Pass could not turn a blind eye.
A team of powerful crossbowmen unique to Shu rushed over, and the captain politely asked Miao Yinhai to go back to the inn to rest, and left the task of arresting the criminals to them.
Of course, arrest is just talk. Now none of the forces can be offended by the small Jianmen Pass. The greatest hope is that these gods will go to Yizhou as soon as possible. That place is big and the old monk's golden body is also there. What are you doing in Jianmen Pass?
Fu Yun didn't know whether he was too lucky or unlucky. When he squeezed through the crowd and finally returned to the long street, Miaoyinhai had disappeared.
He didn't get to see his beloved, nor was he caught by the cunning goddess.
The small Jianmen Pass, with only three or five streets, has been rife with mishaps and accidents, intentionally or unintentionally caused by people.
Zhao Yushu, who broke up the couple, obviously had no guilt for breaking up the lovers. At this time, he didn't even return to the inn. As long as Miao Yinhai was not stupid, he would definitely send someone to wait in his room.
She would even set up traps that she couldn't see.
Zhao Yushu was waiting for her to make the arrangements first.
The easiest way to understand a technique is to try it yourself.
It was only the fourth level, and Old Zhao really didn’t believe that she could kill him directly.
Miaoyinhai did not disappoint him.
Although it is unclear whether the young man from Tang in this room is the man in black just now, since he is a suspect, let's give him a hard time.
Miaoyinhai has never been a kind-hearted person.
"Master, would you like me to wait for him here?"
"No need. If he is the man in black, you are no match for him. Let's go."
Miao Yinhai looked around the room and there seemed to be no changes, but if that person came back, it would definitely leave him with an unforgettable impression.
Zhao Yushu breathed a sigh of relief as he watched Miao Yinhai and her group leave the inn they rented from afar. This cunning woman finally started walking as he had expected.
Zhao Yushu waited for a long time until night fell. After confirming that Miao Yinhai had really left, he swaggered back to the inn.
"This young man!"
The innkeeper saw him coming in and hurried over: "Just now a foreigner came to ask about you!"
"Ask about me? Who?"
"I don't know. He looks like a Tibetan, and a, uh, monk. I dare not stop him. Sir, go and see if there is anything missing."
Zhao Yushu thanked him, asked the boss for an oil lamp, lit it, and walked back to the room.
The door had been opened by the Tibetan monks, and the innkeepers did not dare to go in and check without permission. The sparse lights from the outside street that filtered in through the terrace made the whole room look not completely dark, but at most one could see an outline.
From this perspective, it is naturally impossible to tell what has been done.
So Zhao Yushu turned the oil lamp twice in the air, a tiny spark suddenly appeared, and then the flame began to spread along an invisible thread.
Haha, it’s the same old trick.
Come to think of it, you are just a fourth level magician, no matter how many tricks you have, they are not enough. It's just like in the fantasy novels of your previous life. No matter how talented you are as an apprentice magician, you can only throw two fireballs and ice spikes, and you can never throw out a dimensional slash. There's no other way. The hardware conditions don't allow you to be so awesome.
But what Zhao Yushu cared about was not the spider silk. With the Longhu Mountain Thunder Method, no matter how many spider silks there were, it would only be a matter of releasing some electricity.
He hoped to encounter something here that would paralyze his legs.
After closing the doors and windows, Zhao Yushu took out Assassin and Mrs. Xu and sat down on the chair silently.
In case his legs really couldn't move, in case Miaoyinhai suddenly turned back, he would need these two magical weapons to create a chance of survival for him.
There is a curfew at Jianmen Pass, and the streets are already quiet at this time. The chirping of insects in early spring is very slight, giving people a rare sense of tranquility.
Zhao Yushu closed his eyes and carefully felt every bit of spiritual energy flowing around him.
A chill different from the air slowly seeped into my legs.
This chill came very slowly, almost indistinguishable from the natural coldness now, especially since the monks were no longer afraid of cold or heat, it was almost impossible to detect.
This move may not be very concealed if used in summer, but in winter, or in the plateau where the climate is always cold, it is an invisible weapon that kills people.
Oh, who could have thought that the trick that almost made Mr. Six of the prestigious academy fail was actually instant cold legs.
Zhao Yushu did not move, allowing the coldness to continue to invade him. He wanted to test the limit of this move.
After two full moments, there was no more coldness invading, but Zhao Yushu could no longer stand up.
It only takes half an hour to destroy a sixth-level warrior. It's really a magical skill. If it can be effective against a group, then this trick will be even more terrifying when used in large-scale fights.
Speaking of which, the incident in Yizhou was just a large number of cultivators from various forces engaging in a large-scale fight.
Tubo was well prepared for this battle.
Zhao Yushu rubbed his calves to warm up his stiff legs.
Suddenly I felt a little regretful for leaving the red lotus seeds to Lao Yang. If there was still a sun in my little world now, the spider silk and cold air from Miaoyin Sea would be of no use to me.
Now I lack the skills or treasures with fire attributes to restrain the opponent.
But it doesn't matter. What I'm good at is quick decisions. I just need to not leave her enough time.
Zhao Yushu staggered down the stairs: "Boss, check out."
With the innkeeper's puzzled expression, Zhao Yushu checked out of the room, opened the door and walked into the night. This place had been discovered and Miaoyinhai's details were already known. There was no point in staying any longer and it might even bring disaster.
As for the curfew, for a monk, all rules are based on the premise that I can't beat you.
Now that I've figured out your tricks, there's absolutely no reason for me to continue letting you play them.
Zhao Yushu walked quickly in the dark night, wearing a black robe.
Miaoyinhai's residence is not difficult to find at all. Jianmen Pass is not big and there are not many inns. Judging from the way she behaved on the street today, she must be living in the most luxurious place.
There are two such places in the entire Jianmen Pass. One is the residence of the garrison commander. Jianmen Pass, at least for now, still belongs to the Tang Dynasty in name. Even if the garrison commander had ten times the courage, he would not dare to openly invite the Tibetan goddess to live in his residence.
Then there is only one place.
Zhao Yushu looked at the three-story inn in front of him with a few lights on. If this scale was placed in wealthy places like Dongdu or Jiangning, it would be nothing, but in Jianmen Pass, it was already the most luxurious.
Miaoyinhai was sitting at the table writing a letter in Tibetan. Night was the most dangerous time for her because all the guards were in the next few rooms.
So in places invisible to the naked eye, dense spider silk blocked every position that might threaten her, covering a distance of at least two meters. Any movement would immediately wake up her loyal guards.
Miaoyinhai's writing hand suddenly stopped and his fingers began to tremble slightly.