Chapter 492 Outsider

Chapter 492 Outsider

The good thing about Jianmen Pass is that it is small enough, so small that there are only a few streets and a few inns.

So the largest and best inn was occupied by Miaoyinhai and a certain Tibetan nobleman.

If Fu Yun and I also live there, it will feel like the Grand Hotel Vienna in 1913 (Many celebrities who changed human history to a certain extent lived in Vienna in 1913. I have listed the specific ones in "I Have Something to Say" and I won't waste words here).

Zhao Yushu, who always likes to watch the fun, decisively threw out a silver ingot and rented a guest room. Now that everyone is here, he has grasped the movements of all his opponents. The victory is in his grasp and he is just waiting for someone to pull back the curtain.

Of course, this person is Fu Yun.

Fu Yun felt that he had learned a lot from Senior Brother Zhao, such as changing his identity through simple clothing.

The human brain is not very good. Many times, the memory of a person, especially an unfamiliar person, requires an anchor point.

If you have a distinctive appearance, then your face is the anchor. If your appearance is not so earth-shattering, then your daily clothing and appearance is the anchor.

Fu Yun did not run far yesterday. Instead, he immediately put on a rather old grey robe that he had prepared to conceal his identity as a young master, and then hid in the crowd from a distance and observed.

He saw Miaoyinhai jumping off the building, and then he knew that Miaoyinhai could sense him within a certain distance.

He saw the scene where he found that his cultivator did not follow him, so he guessed that Senior Brother Zhao might be nearby and dealt with this person for him, further weakening the enemy's strength.

He saw Miaoyinhai driving away another Tibetan monk in the street, so he quietly followed the lone monk. Then he waited for a day and saw the monk welcoming a nobleman in the south city who looked like a Tang person, but upon closer inspection, had obvious Tibetan features.

A series of clues connected in his mind, and a person outside the Miaoyin Sea, a person who wanted to kill him, finally appeared.

Fu Yun watched the group of people check into the inn where Miaoyinhai was located. After hesitating for a moment, he stepped in and asked for the cheapest room farthest from the third floor.

"The master replied and said he will arrive tomorrow."

Miao Yinhai put the letter in his arms, his face finally showing a hint of genuine relief, and the four loyal guards around him also breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, the master expressed a certain dissatisfaction with himself in the letter, thinking that he had stayed in Jianmen Pass for too long and had forgotten the real important things.

However, she was her master's most proud disciple, the current goddess of Bon religion, and the future helmsman, so she had enough qualifications to be willful.

"So, the question now is, where are my Fu Lang, that Western warrior, that Tang scholar, and the most hateful black-clad assassin?"

Miaoyinhai's expression instantly became serious. Now that his master was here, his safety was guaranteed. But no matter whether it was his lover or his enemy, he could not find any trace of them. Now that his master had come, he could do nothing. Wasn't that a joke?

The four guards looked at each other. They stayed by their master's side day and night and didn't dare to leave. How could they have time to look for these people? As for the two monks temporarily assigned by the noble, one was dead or alive, and the other was directly driven away by Miaoyinhai. Now they were in the dark.

"My moon, my Jiangbai Gyatso, why are you still staying here?"

A voice suddenly sounded outside the door, Miao Yinhai's face changed drastically, and the four guards were all stunned, becoming angry and nervous in an instant.

The door was pushed open, and a man with two long pigtails and dressed in Tang Dynasty clothes stood at the door, followed by two people. One was the Tibetan monk who was driven away by him, and the other was a pale and thin woman.

The four guards' eyes were fixed on the woman.

A great monk of the seventh heaven, he is an expert in concealment and shielding. He is the best bodyguard and the best assassin.

It was she who easily concealed the whereabouts of the three people, allowing them to walk silently to the entrance of Miaoyin Sea without being discovered.

The man in front of her was Yeru Dorje (Vajra), the son of Yeru Ruben (the supreme ruler of the administrative unit), one of the five Rus (administrative divisions combining military and politics) of Tubo.

"Doji, what are you doing here?"

Miaoyinhai did not ask Doji such stupid questions as why he could find him, but rather why did the other party come to Jianmen Pass at this time when he was supposed to be in Yizhou, and who was his target?

"I'm here to pick you up. Jianmen Pass is just a small place with no decent food. It's not even one tenth of what Yizhou City is. What are you doing here? Come with me to Yizhou."

"I'm waiting for someone."

"Who are you waiting for?"

"My lover, Fu Yun."

Doji's eyes changed and his smile began to stiffen.

“He is a Tang.”

"Shushan disciples don't care about worldly affairs. We Tibetans also have Shushan."

"His master is currently in charge of Yizhou, with a heavenly sword hanging over everyone's head. How can you say he doesn't care about worldly affairs?"

"If it didn't endanger the people of Yizhou, the sword would never fall. What are you afraid of, Duoji?"

"Ha, ha, are you afraid? Tibetan warriors are never afraid. So, my moon, have you waited for him?"

"No."

"Maybe he doesn't want to see you."

"That won't bother you."

The confrontation between the two men came to a temporary halt.

Doji smiled and said, "Bai Ma."

The skinny woman lowered her head: "Master."

"Can you help my moon find her lover?"

"I need a breath of that man."

"Well, since he is your lover, my moon, you must have his belongings."

Miao Yinhai's expression became ugly: "I told you, don't bother."

"Is that so? Then I'll find it myself. You useless bastard, you've been with the mistress for so long, and you didn't get anything useful?"

The one who is called waste is naturally the only surviving monk.

"Master, the mistress's eagle once grabbed a piece of clothing from that man, and I kept it."

After the monk finished speaking, he took out a piece of cloth from his arms.

"Doggie, you dare!"

Miaoyinhai shouted loudly, and the four guards beside him attacked at the same time. A sharp arrow hit the rag in the Tibetan monk's hand, and an iron chain wrapped around Baima who was standing beside him.

Destroy the clues and attack the enemy to save him.

The guards of Miaoyinhai cooperated very well.

If the iron chain was wrapped around Doji, the effect would be better. Unfortunately, he was a nobleman, and no one dared to attack him except Miaoyinhai.

A burst of black smoke appeared out of nowhere, and the arrow was slightly twisted in the black smoke, brushing against the monk's palm and flying out. With a loud bang, a series of large holes were punched in the wall of the inn.

Half of Fu Yun's clothes were blown off, but unfortunately only half was left.

The iron chain was stretched straight, pulled by a skinny hand, and then thrown towards the Miaoyin Sea.

This action stopped Miaoyinhai who was about to rush over for a moment. At this moment, the other withered hand grabbed the fragment, put it under the nose and took a deep sniff.

"Okay."

Bai Ma threw away the rag expressionlessly.

Doji laughed loudly, turned around and left with his two men, leaving Miaoyinhai standing there, shaking with anger.