Chapter 518 4 Thieves

The Buddhist and Bon sects of Tibet moved into the Cao Mansion's ancestral temple at the same time, but Ye Ruduoji did not move in, which caused a small obstacle to Zhao Yushu's plan to find someone.

However, in Yizhou today, Zhao Yushu doesn’t necessarily have to do it himself if he wants to find someone.

Miaoyinhai loves shopping very much.

She is a goddess worshipped by everyone on the plateau, enjoying everything the plateau can offer, but she is still obsessed with the scenery of the Central Plains.

"It would be great if all of these were ours."

Miao Yinhai, sitting in the sedan chair, gently fiddled with a pearl hairpin with a fascinated look in her eyes.

Such a beautiful and high-profile woman naturally attracted the attention of many playboys and dissolute men when she first arrived in Yizhou City. However, after being humiliated several times, most of them wisely chose to keep their distance. In the end, a few complete idiots learned, at a price they would never forget, how difficult it was to mess with a woman who had four sixth-level heaven monks as guards.

From then on, Miaoyinhai was never harassed again. She had time to stroll around Yizhou City every day, eat what she wanted, and buy what she wanted. Unfortunately, she could not see the people she wanted to see.

Miao Yinhai's hand holding the pearl hairpin suddenly tightened, and a familiar yet terrifying aura enveloped her.

This aura had almost taken her life, shattered the wisdom that she was so proud of, and even took the small drum away from the hands of her master who was like a god.

A man in black stood right in front of her, releasing his murderous intent without hesitation, scaring away everyone on the roadside.

There were only eight people left in the busy alley.

The four guards stepped forward instantly and assumed the most solid defensive posture. At the same time, the two sedan bearers involuntarily took a step back.

"You want to kill me?"

Miaoyinhai forced herself to calm down.

"Not urgent."

Zhao Yushu took out a small drum.

"You want us to fulfill our promise now?"

"No rush, just reminding you to think about how it came about and not to do things that can easily make me nervous."

Miao Yinhai quickly loosened her clenched hands, and a few spider silks disappeared silently. She had to admit that she was no match for this assassin now.

"What do you want to do?"

"Where is Yerudoji?"

Miao Yinhai shook his head: "I admit that I really want him to die, but not now, I can't tell you."

"Fine, you just can't, not that you don't know."

As soon as he finished speaking, the green-armored guard shouted, took a step forward, raised his left arm, and with a ding, a silver needle was blocked. But at the same time, his arm seemed to be entangled by something. Zhao Yushu pulled hard, and the green-armored guard's body took a step forward uncontrollably, just in time to meet the long sword that was in front of him almost in an instant.

The two of them were so fast that the remaining three guards didn't even have time to make a move.

The long sword pointed at the throat of the green-armored guard. After knowing your ability, we are both at the sixth level. If I still can’t take you down in three moves, wouldn’t it be a shame for my academy’s reputation as the King of Killing?

Miao Yinhai gritted her teeth. The green-armored monk was already her strongest guard. The green armor on his body was a genuine top-grade Xuan-level treasure. The only purpose of his existence was to protect herself. But after only a few days, the opponent was able to defeat him with one move. How many moves could the remaining guards withstand?

My master is thirty miles outside the city. Even if he risks being killed by the sword of Dugu Sword Master to save me, can he be faster than the sword of this black-clad assassin?

"Doggie, where are you?"

"To the residence of Jiedushi Du Wu."

"Tell him to come out. I have something to ask you. It's here at 11:00 p.m. tonight."

The long sword returned to the sheath, and the monk in green armor loosened his arms. Anger almost burst out of his eyes, but he dared not move at all.

Zhao Yushu left without waiting for Miao Yinhai's answer. Unless Miao Yinhai intended to use his own life in exchange for Doji's two more days of life, Doji would definitely show up tonight.

I was very busy and had no time to wait. As soon as I returned to Fu Yun's inn, I received an important message.

"Forty evil men have arrived."

Faster than I thought.

"Where?"

"They settled down at the foot of Wudan Mountain in the north city. They sent people in and spread the word that Hei Ye's men had arrived."

"Okay, have we found a yard yet?"

"All right."

Zhao Yushu nodded: "Give me the address, I'll pick them up, and I'll leave the rest to you."

Fu Yun turned around and wrote down the address: "Brother, be careful."

At the foot of Wudan Mountain, a tea stall was filled with a group of fierce-looking men and women. The owner of the tea stall had a bitter face and was trembling with fear as he served this group of uncles. The small tea stall could not accommodate so many people, so some of them were sitting on the ground. These people drank tea without paying, and the snacks and fruits that he used to go with the tea were also looted by these people. As soon as he showed a little dissatisfaction, his nephew who came to help and himself were beaten.

"Old man, hurry up and send this kid back to get some food. Even though this kid is dark and thin, I can still have a bite after he's cooked."

The villains burst into laughter. One of them slapped his trembling nephew hard and said, "Boy, if you dare not come back, grandpa will sleep in your house today. The people walking along this road are either these rough men or old women who are fatter than New Year pigs. I heard that the women in your Yizhou are all very beautiful, hehehe."

"Get lost, you bastard. I'm just rich! Don't be afraid, little brother. I like people like you the most."

The eldest nephew finally couldn't hold it anymore and burst into tears: "Uncle, save me!"

The old man in the tea stall knelt on the ground and said, "Please be kind, dear gentlemen, and spare us! We are all honest people, let us kowtow to you!"

The old man knocked his head downwards hard, but it did not fall down. One hand held his forehead firmly.

The laughter in the tea stall stopped abruptly, and everyone stared at the Western warrior in front of them.

"who?"

"Didn't Lao Hei tell you my name?"

Zhao Yushu helped the old man up, stretched out his fingers, and counted: "I wanted forty, why did fifty-one come?"

The man with four or five scars on his face pushed aside his nephew who had peed his pants out of fear and walked over: "Are you Alibaba?"

"it's me."

"Where's the money?"

"what money?"

"Gold."

"Only after the work is done."

The man laughed: "I have come all the way to Yizhou. If you don't pay me after I finish the job, I will be taken advantage of. At least let me take a look."

"it is good."

Zhao Yushu took out a gold ingot from his pocket and said, "I have money, but I only have enough for forty people. What's the matter with so many people?"

The man reached out to take it, but Zhao Yushu retracted his hand, and the two glared at each other.

"With more people, things can be done more efficiently. Give me the money."

"I told you, there are only forty of them."

"Hey, I'm sorry, but I won't be happy if you don't take the money. Even if I kill you, the money is still mine."

With a swish, a narrow dagger that was completely incompatible with a man's body was suddenly unsheathed and stabbed towards Zhao Yushu's waist at an extremely tricky angle.

"How, how..."

The man opened his eyes wide, covered his neck, and watched his dagger being inserted into the scabbard that the other party had handed to him at some point.

The sound of the opponent's scimitar being unsheathed was even shorter, almost completely covered by the sound of the dagger.

His knife is obviously longer.

With a plop, the man fell to the ground and shook a few times like a dead fish.

Zhao Yushu wiped the scimitar on his sleeve.

"There are still ten more people."