Chapter 489 Difficult to Meet
Zhao Yushu couldn't let go, he even had to hold on tighter.
Because the silly boy Fu Yun had taken off his Tibetan attire and bought a new set of clothes.
Suddenly, a handsome Tang Dynasty scholar appeared at Jianmen Pass.
If Zhao Yushu hadn't been secretly staring at him, this instantaneous change in temperament would have really been enough to scare people who were not familiar with him.
This is a good thing, proving that although Fu Yun was blinded by the so-called love, his IQ was not completely lost.
This is not a good thing either, as it proves that Fu Yun does not intend to stay in the inn and wait for Zhao Yushu to resolve everything, but is going to take the initiative.
He has his own ideas.
What I fear most is that teammates who are not good at writing letters have ideas.
Zhao Yushu couldn't help but cover his face. What do you want to do, you little brat from the fourth level?
Fu Yun slung the sword from his back to his waist, hung a jade pendant on his belt, and even bought a folding fan. He instantly transformed from a Shushan swordsman into a martial scholar.
I have to say, this guy knows how to dress up.
Fu Yun walked out of the inn, fanning himself, and after briefly identifying the direction, he headed towards the north of the city.
Zhao Yushu narrowed his eyes. That was the direction where Miaoyinhai lived.
He suddenly didn't want to stop Fu Yun anymore. He wanted to see what unexpected things the new generation of young people in Shushan could do.
Fu Yun heard about the long street battle that he missed at the inn last night.
According to gossip that has been passed on several times, a man dressed in black ambushed a beautiful woman on the street and killed several people, causing a river of blood. Some said that the beautiful woman was killed on the street, some said that she was abducted by the killer, and some said that the killer was killed on the spot and not even a hair was left.
Fu Yun was very smart and extracted a few key points from this pile of messy information.
A man had a fight with a woman on the long street.
The chaos on the street was quickly suppressed by the soldiers at Jianmen Pass, which means that it is highly likely that no one died.
If a cultivator was killed in the street, Jianmen Pass would not be so peaceful.
Considering Brother Zhao’s performance at that time, the so-called man in black should be Brother Zhao, and the woman is most likely his Jiang Bai Gyatso, his Miao Yin Hai.
There are only four levels in Miaoyinhai, while Senior Brother Zhao is in the sixth level, and he is also a top master in the sixth level. If there is only one person in Miaoyinhai, it is impossible for him to remain undefeated at the hands of Senior Brother.
She had help from someone around her, and more than one person.
Fu Yun closed his eyes and sighed, thinking that Senior Brother Zhao might not have lied to him.
In this case, it would be inappropriate to let the brothers in the academy take risks again. This is your own business and you have to solve it yourself.
He wants to make a decision with Miaoyinhai.
There are clear class divisions in Tubo, and there is no such thing as nobles and commoners sharing weal and woe. A noble lady from Tubo would naturally stay in the best inn.
Fu Yun found the inn easily.
Then he looked up at a room whose windows were being replaced, walked straight into the tavern across the street, found a seat by the window on the second floor, and glanced at the upper room opposite.
Miaoyinhai's protective treasure exploded last night, directly destroying a window, and it is now being repaired.
Miao Yinhai couldn't stand the clanging sounds, so he took a few guards to the tavern opposite the inn and asked for a private room on the third floor.
Coincidentally or unfortunately, the two men were only separated by a thin layer of wood.
Miaoyinhai drank cup after cup of the fine wine unique to Shu. It was much better than the wine on the plateau. The Central Plains was indeed good.
It’s a pity that this is my first time going down the mountain, and I wanted to show off my skills to my master.
After secretly sneaking into Yizhou, he directly fascinated the young swordsman of Shushan. If everything went well, Fu Lang should chase him all the way to the Tubo territory, and then escape together with himself, deepening their feelings between life and death, and then he could naturally sneak into Shushan.
If she retreats, she will disrupt Shushan's arrangements in Yizhou and let Tubo gain the intelligence advantage. If she advances, she will directly marry into the Shushan sect and plan for the long term.
The Central Plains was divided into pieces, and the chair in Chang'an might not be occupied only by the Tang people.
But when did the whole plan start to go wrong?
Fu Lang was discovered as soon as he sneaked into the camp. He turned the fake play into reality and was chased all the way to Jianmen Pass by his own men, and was almost killed.
Someone around him was turned against him and tried to ruin his plan.
I reacted quickly and rushed here in person overnight, then met a mysterious warrior from the Western Regions. This man took the sacred eagle and found me. If I hadn't been fully prepared, I would even have died at the hands of this unknown man.
Who instructed him?
After entering Jianmen Pass, he finally found Fu Lang's whereabouts, but a man in black suddenly appeared and tried to kill him again and again.
Who instructed him?
Master is right. There are many hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the Central Plains and there are so many heroes in the world. Tubo can only fish in troubled waters now and cannot seize power by force.
But I just don’t accept it!
With a bang, the wine glass was smashed heavily on the table and turned into a pool of fragments.
Several guards were startled, and after taking a look, they immediately turned their heads and pretended nothing had happened.
Fu Yun was also startled by the noise upstairs. He instinctively used his spiritual power to look up. Although he could not see anything through the wooden board, his spiritual light swept across a Tibetan monk who was standing on guard at the stairs.
The monk was slightly stunned. There was actually a monk who used spiritual light to peek directly?
So he lowered his head and looked back in the direction Fu Yun was looking.
Eyes facing each other.
Fu Yun shuddered and quickly turned around, pretending to drink his tea as if nothing had happened. The Tibetan monk frowned and stood back.
An ordinary Tang monk might have been frightened by his master. He was only at the fourth level of the heaven and was timid, so he couldn't cause any trouble.
It just looks like déjà vu.
Tang people, fourth heaven, I seem to have seen it somewhere.
When several elements were combined, the image of a young man with a sword suddenly appeared in the Tubo monk's mind.
The monk immediately lowered his head again, and the table was empty.
Found Fu Yun!
The moment the Tibetan monk stood up, Fu Yun jumped out of the window and dived into the crowd.
When he saw the Tibetan costumes, he immediately thought of who was on the third floor.
He really wanted to see Miaoyinhai. If it were two days ago, he would have rushed there without hesitation.
But today he also escaped without hesitation.
Miaoyinhai may really have feelings for him, but the people around her may not.
The scene where the three Tibetan monks chased him to the point where he had no way to go up to the sky or down to the earth was still vivid in his mind.
The scolding from Senior Brother Zhao is still fresh in my mind.
I am a disciple of Shushan, and I cannot die at the hands of these villains. Miaoyinhai, wait for me.
The monk's first reaction was to report to Miaoyinhai, but he hesitated.
Another person's image emerged in my mind.
The first group of colleagues who came to hunt down Fu Yun are probably dead now, leaving only two of us.
The words Miaoyinhai said when he first entered the city are still echoing in his ears.
Who should we listen to here?
Miaoyinhai drank a little too much and was a little drunk, his cheeks were red and his eyes were a little blurry.
As a result, the reaction was also much slower.
"Ok?"
Miaoyinhai suddenly straightened his head and his eyes became much clearer.
The four loyal guards looked over at the same time.
"I feel Fu Lang's aura!"
A figure fell from the third floor, followed closely by four others.
Miaoyinhai stood on the street, scanning every person on the street with his eyes.
"My Fu Lang, are you here to see me?"