Chapter 506: An Old Friend Who Infiltrated Secretly
Facts have proved that Shushan's economic conditions are very good.
Fu Yun had saved up a lot of money during his years in Shushan, which made Old Zhao feel ashamed when he recalled what he had just said about not having to worry about money.
Come to think of it, except for the Red Lotus Sect and some people who practiced hard cultivation, no cultivator in this world is short of money.
Fu Yun directly found an inn that looked very upscale, which was much better than the Lai Fu Inn where he and his friends from Pishan lived together.
"Miao Yin Hai lives in the Cao Mansion Family Temple, which is now also the residence of the Tibetan Buddhist sect. If you want to go find her, try not to alarm too many people. The current situation of the Bon religion is not very optimistic, and she may not be able to protect you."
"Don't worry, Senior Brother. I won't look for her until I have done what I did in Yizhou."
"Okay, you take a rest first, I'll come see you tomorrow."
After Zhao Yushu said goodbye to Fu Yun, he did not rush back to the inn, but went to the Gulou Night Market again.
When he passed by just now, he saw that there were ready-made clothes for sale here. Although they were all old second-hand goods, they were enough for him to change his identity, but now that there was Fu Yun, he had to get a few more pieces for him to dress up.
There were very few ready-made clothing stores in ancient times. Most people went to the market to have cloth cut and tailored to their measurements. Because supplies were limited, it was a waste to make ready-made clothes of different sizes.
So most of the clothes here now are discarded by wealthy families, and they are not the clothes of the owners of the house, but mostly made of rough fabrics.
Therefore, these clothes will not fit well and the prices will not be very high. Most of the people who come to the night market with a little more money will not buy here. For a while, this small stall was a little deserted.
Zhao Yushu recalled Fu Yun's approximate height and body shape, gestured a few times, paid and left, and three tourists also came over.
The three of them were wearing soft hats to keep warm. From the side, half of their faces were blocked and their features could not be seen clearly. The leader seemed to have an unsteady left foot and was leaning on a cane, which made a clicking sound with every step.
"They are all good things, why are you throwing them away? Boss, I want them all, can you give me some?"
Zhao Yushu stopped and walked about ten feet, but did not look back.
"You want all? Sir, there are more than forty items here."
"I want it all."
"Okay, okay, okay, I'll calculate it for you. I have to give in. I have to give in."
The clothes on the ground were picked up and wrapped together with the old cloth on the floor as a package and handed over. Immediately, a man came forward from behind the man with the cane, handed him the money and carried the package on his shoulder. The clattering sound gradually faded away.
Zhao Yushu turned around and followed.
The three men walked slowly and were all very alert. From time to time in the night market, they would take advantage of the cover of the crowd to observe around. If Zhao Yushu had not been an expert in tracking and hiding, their whereabouts would have been discovered by them long ago.
Instead of going somewhere immediately, the three of them walked around the night market for a few more rounds, bought some cheap and light daily necessities, and then started walking towards the west of the city.
The flow of people gradually became sparse, making it no longer suitable for ordinary people to track, but the lights here also became much scarcer, making it very suitable for Zhao Yushu to track.
They had already left the inner city and were close to the outer city wall. They turned from west to south and near the Zuoqiao Gate, they entered a courtyard.
Zhao Yushu stood on the roof, looking at the courtyard with lights below. There were at least twenty people moving around inside.
On the surface, this is a martial arts hall, which contains some weapons and stone locks used for training, but in reality it is a base.
A base of people Zhao Yushu didn't expect would come.
After the man with the cane entered the yard, he took off his hat, revealing a young and handsome face, but no longer proud, only firmness and calmness.
A near-fatal blow a few months ago made him grow a lot. He saved his life and most of his body functions, but one of his legs was permanently disabled.
Zhu Huo, the son of the Red Lotus Sect's Yuezhou garrison commander.
Zhao Yushu did not rush down to meet him. He trusted Yang He and Zhu Huo, but he could not trust everyone in this courtyard.
The Sixth Master of the Academy did not come to Yizhou. This information is still misleading everyone. This misleading is the key to his ability to calmly explore the movements of various forces in Yizhou. Once the enemy knows that he has come to Yizhou, based on their natural fear of the academy, many forces will immediately give up their disputes and join forces to get him out of the game.
Yang He sent Zhu Huo, a half-disabled ordinary person, to Yizhou. His team was probably composed of only 20 to 30 people in this small courtyard. With such a small number of people, all of them ordinary people, how much impact could they have in Yizhou? What did they want to do?
Zhu Huo walked into a small room, sat at the table, spread out the paper, put his cane aside, pondered for a moment, dipped the brush in ink and started writing.
The paper recorded what he saw and heard today, including the prices of goods at the night market, the military equipment on the streets of Yizhou, and the proportion of foreigners. There were a lot of such papers. He would go to a certain place every day and record one each time. After repeated comparisons, it wouldn't take long for him to have a general understanding of the situation in Yizhou as a whole.
I am not a cultivator, and my martial arts skills have been mostly wasted due to my leg injury, but I am not a waste.
He would become the best intelligence chief of the Red Lotus Cult.
Zhao Yushu squatted on the roof until midnight, and left quietly after making sure that no one was secretly monitoring the courtyard. Yizhou put too much pressure on Lao Yang. The battle between the East and West Capitals was temporarily deadlocked due to the intervention of the Liao Kingdom. It was possible that reinforcements would be sent to the Red Lotus Sect from the southeast. If Yizhou joined forces with Tubo to march eastward, the Red Lotus Sect would be in danger.
Zhao Yushu quietly returned to the inn. His two brothers had not come back yet. He should spend the little money he had on lavish entertainment tonight. Anyway, after eight days, he would either get the job done and get paid, or be killed. It was reasonable for him to have some fun before he died.
The next morning, according to the original plan, Zhao Yushu got up early and went out, went straight through the east gate of the inner city, went east along Jie Yuxi River, and went straight to Shengci Temple.
Shengci Temple was the largest Buddhist temple in Yizhou at that time. According to Zhao Yushu's calculations, after the monks from Dabei Temple arrived in Yizhou, more than 50% of them would stay here, and even the fight for Yanhui's body would take place here.
There is also a nearly 50% chance that he will go to the Tiexiang Temple in the south of the city, which is where Yan Hui's body is currently.
So the smart people in each force had figured this out early on and came here to scout out the situation in advance, right?
Zhao Yushu looked at the nobles who had lined up in a long queue early in the morning and drove their luxury cars towards Shengci Temple. For no reason, he recalled the days when he was a little monk in the Longmen Mirage.
Senior Brother Bujie has already gone to Yuezhou. Zhu Huo’s paralysis has been mostly cured by the dragon ball. I wonder if Senior Brother Bujie’s aging can be alleviated.
The gate of Shengci Temple is already in sight.