Chapter 227 A Turtle in a Jar?
In the drizzle, several waves of true energy rose up in Bianzhou City.
The people in restaurants, inns, and brothels who have entered the entertainment industry can sense it in an instant. The unqualified ones looked at the "seniors" around them who suddenly stopped.
I couldn't help but ask, "What is this, Your Excellency? Is there another little grandmaster outside who is doing something?"
The person who entered the realm did not speak, but nodded, hurriedly climbed out of the window, and rushed in the direction of the fluctuation of true energy.
When everyone arrived near the inn, there were still many people standing on the roof of the tall building.
Those who had acquaintances present greeted each other one after another, while those who did not have any acquaintances stood aside silently and watched the battle.
Although it was raining, it did not affect everyone's interest at all. Many people even crossed their arms and joked.
"Jiangnan is really good. You can watch a little grandmaster fight every two days."
"Don't talk about the little grandmaster. If things go wrong in the next two days, the big master will catch him and fight him."
"Hahaha, don't tell me, this majestic Qi is really enviable!"
"You're not really angry, are you?"
These words made some people laugh. It seemed that the scene was not watching the little grandmaster fight, but rather like watching a big show starring a clown.
The unscrupulous jokes quickly disturbed the atmosphere in the venue, and immediately some people who were interested in it shouted: "Shut up! If you don't want to see it, get out!"
"What's the matter with you? A dog treats a mouse..."
Before he finished speaking, the speaker was so angry that he couldn't stand still. Fortunately, an acquaintance nearby helped him and kept him from falling.
The man was about to get angry, but was caught by the people around him. He shook his head and persuaded in a low voice: "Forget it, we are a group of sixth- and seventh-grade people. If we start a fight, we are not enough for others to kill. Forget it."
The man glared at the crowd fiercely before helplessly changing his gaze. He couldn't find out who he had just obtained, so he simply went downhill.
"Hey, there are four waves of zhenqi here, how come we only see two people?" someone in the crowd asked.
"The other two are in the sky!" Soon someone with a high level of cultivation answered him in a deep voice.
"I learned the lesson, thank you senior brother."
Everyone looked at it with deep eyes, the zhenqi on the ground and in the sky kept colliding, and it soon became white-hot.
On the rooftop in the distance, several afterimages kept flickering, and you ran and I chased them.
Yu Heng followed Zhao Ju, but the distance between the two could not be closed. If Zhao hadn't spit out blood from time to time, he might have given up long ago.
He had no choice but to keep taunting and saying harsh words, "Boy, it's better to stay. It's better to die here than to be thrown into the wilderness!"
"How about handing over the news about the Heaven-Mending Treasure Sutra, and we will leave immediately without disturbing you?"
"Let me see how long you can hold on, but don't let me catch you, otherwise you will be unable to survive or die!"
As time went by and Zhao continued to turn corners along the way, the city wall was already in sight.
Zhao didn't hesitate at all, his speed increased instantly, and he passed the city wall in the blink of an eye.
The people behind him were also chasing after him, passing by the city wall one by one.
The speed of both sides was not slow, and Zhao was sluggish from time to time, so there was not much distance between them.
After running for a distance outside the city, during the ups and downs, there were some water drops on the shoes of both parties. But neither side had any intention of stopping.
Yu Heng, who was following Zhao Jiu, couldn't help gritting his teeth and cursing secretly, "What kind of Kung Fu does this kid practice? Even if it is the traditional Qi nourishing Kung Fu of Taoism, it doesn't have so much true Qi, right?"
"Can a person with a second-level cultivation level, whose aura is constantly fluctuating and vomiting blood from time to time, really run so far?"
He didn't understand. He always felt that he had been tricked, but he couldn't feel any fluctuations in the energy around him. It was strange!
Do you really think too much? Is that guy's technique a bit special?
Just when he was a little doubtful, Zhao in front stopped. It wasn't that Zhao didn't want to run anymore, but that a few men in black in the trees in front blocked the way.
"Master Zhao, where do you want to go? Yo! Why are you still bleeding?"
"Isn't it someone who plotted against you? Who is it? Are you so brave that you dare to plot against Jin Yiwei?"
"Oh! So it's us!" The man in black in the middle had already drawn out his long knife, looked at Zhao Jiu with a mocking look, and sneered as if he was talking to himself.
But Zhao just wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, smiled, ignored this clown, and looked back at Yu Heng who fell on the tree.
I sighed inexplicably: I should mix some pig blood with water next time, this sheep blood smells too bad!
I ran all the way with it in my mouth, so now I can't smell anything, and there is only a fishy smell in my nose.
As for Zhao, who was frowning and thinking deeply, it seemed to Yu Heng that he was wondering why someone would block the way in advance.
So he calmly explained: "Master Zhao, stop struggling, I guessed that you would take this path."
"The only forest in all directions is high and dense here. This is your only chance to escape!"
With that proud look, it seemed that Zhao Jiu had already gotten it right. But the expression on Zhao Jiu's face remained calm, as if he was not the one who had become the turtle in the urn.
Seeing this, not only Yu Heng, but also the others looked at each other, unable to understand why Zhao was still so calm at this time.
But Zhao just looked around at the crowd and asked curiously: "Why do you want to kill me? Do you really believe that I have the news about the Lao Shizi Heaven-Mending Book?"
Yu Heng said nothing, staring straight at Zhao Jiu, wondering what he meant. Was he trying to be a sensible person?
When he didn't get a response, Zhao simply said sarcastically, "A first-grade, a second-grade, three or four third-grade, are you still afraid of me, a second-grade turtle in the jar?"
"Let me be a clear-headed ghost at the end, can't this little wish be fulfilled?"
Looking around, the others nodded slightly, and Yuheng slowly spoke, "To be honest, I don't know about them, anyway, I don't believe you have accurate information about the Bu Tian Bao Jing."
"We want to kill you, mainly because you are too troublesome! Isn't it good to live honestly? Why do you have to investigate us? Isn't it just assassinating you once?"
"We lost two people in Laiqu Villa, isn't it worth your life?"
Sure enough, it was the same as what I thought, even the bait to catch them was right. It's not in vain that I played a play and set up two bureaus.
Zhao nodded and asked: "Who is the person behind you?"
"I don't know!"
Yuheng answered this question very straightforwardly, almost without thinking. But after saying it, he felt that it was not right, so he thought about it.
Added: "I haven't seen their true faces, I only know that we use the sun, moon and stars as code names."
"Sun, moon and stars? Who are you?"
"Yuheng."
Oh, so. Yuheng is one of the Big Dipper, and above him should be the sun and the moon.
In order to confirm his idea, Zhao pointed to a man in black and asked, "What about them?"
"Twenty-eight Mansions. Let's go up, that is, the sun and the moon, Fuguang and Wangshu." Yuheng wanted to continue talking, but the man in black raised his hand to stop him.
But Zhao was not satisfied, and smiled and said, "Go on, are you afraid that I will leak the secret?"
Yuheng waved his hand and found an excuse for himself.
"Forget it, you are a dead man, why do you know so much?"