Chapter 238: Unexpected Gains

After the words were spoken, the fire in the room flickered, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, but no sound could be heard, only the sound of the wind blowing gently outside the window.

Zhuque opened her mouth, but no sound came out. In her opinion, there was nothing wrong with what Zhao Jue said.

What made her resist was that Zhao Jue just treated her as a thug. The two of them were on the same level, and such a commanding behavior was obviously a bit presumptuous.

But there was nothing she could do, who told him to carry a layer of imperial envoy?

She smiled helplessly and asked, "Have you found someone?"

"Not yet." Zhao Jue told the truth.

Zhuque didn't care, anyway, it was a matter of time, and there was no rush, so he simply gave Zhao Jue a shot of prevention.

"Boy, last time you were assassinated, I had to fight for my life. This time, I have a promise in advance that Xuanwu and I will only delay the opponent's junior master, and whether you live or die later..."

"We can't take care of it!"

Zhao Jue nodded and agreed happily. According to his thinking, he didn't expect Zhuque to fight to the death from the beginning.

First, although his words were high-sounding, Zhuque was not a fool after all. It was a fantasy to trick a small master into fighting to the death by relying on something that had nothing to do with his own interests.

Second, after the siege outside the city last time, he completely gave up the idea of ​​catching them all in one fell swoop to eliminate future troubles. Instead, it was more reasonable and easier to continue to nibble.

It was also the safest way to do it based on the lack of manpower on his side and being exposed in the open.

He was a cautious person and would never do anything that would yield far less than the cost.

"Since you have made up your mind, call me then. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

After saying that, Zhuque pushed the door open and walked out without any reluctance. She was in a bad mood to begin with, and after a lot of wrangling, she was in a worse mood.

"Hey, take the dishes away!" Zhao was waving and shouting behind her.

But Zhuque seemed not to hear it and kept walking. It seemed that Zhao Jue had become a man-eating beast, and if he was late, he would eat everything up without leaving a drop of blood.

Of course, Zhao Jue just shouted a few words randomly, asking Zhuque to help him clean the table. He couldn't do it, and he didn't dare to do it.

Zhao Jue stood up only after Zhuque's figure disappeared outside the house. After carefully looking outside the door, he closed the door and bolted it.

Fearing that Zhuque had not gone far, he waited for a while. Only then did he release the nine corpses in the space and arranged them one by one.

The porcelain bottle that Zhuque opened just now was of course not a poison, but an antidote that had not been prepared yet.

Last time in the forest outside the city, a total of nine corpses were brought back. Correspondingly, nine masks were also picked up, but unfortunately, only five masks still contained poison.

So far, four of the five poison pills have been used. With such consumption, only a slightly effective antidote can be prepared.

I still have only a vague idea of ​​the formula of the poison.

The reason why Zhao Jue was so obsessed with this was because by chance, he smelled a strange smell coming from Yuheng.

That smell was not common and was very unique. The most important thing was that it would spread out of the body and stain the clothes.

Unfortunately, Zhao Jue had little knowledge and after some efforts, he still could not make the same smell.

With the weak light of the fire, he carefully looked at Yuheng's body. He wanted to find out the uniqueness from it, but in the end it was the same as the previous few days.

Except for the smell, nothing was found.

After putting away the bottles and jars on the table and the corpses arranged on the ground, Zhao Jue rubbed his brows tiredly.

"Could it be that the direction was wrong at the beginning? In fact, it was the stench of corpses?"

He seemed to have gotten into a dead end, unable to find the direction, but unwilling to return the same way.

Annoying, this feeling is really annoying.

Since there is no opportunity, there is no need to rush for a while. After thinking about it, I decided to put down the things at hand and go out for a walk to relax.

I can't drive myself crazy.

With this in mind, Zhao didn't even want to change his clothes, and walked out.

Anyway, it's just going out for a walk to relax, not a wedding, so there's no need to be so grand.

After leaving the post station, I walked casually along the light of the lanterns.

From the remote to the prosperous, in terms of the liveliness, it is indeed not as lively as when the Bu Tian Bao Jing first appeared.

However, it can be regarded as very lively, which surprised Zhao, a local of Bianzhou. Perhaps Bianzhou in the south of the Yangtze River is lively.

Turning the corner and relaxing along the river bank, the river surface reflects the light of the lanterns on the shore, dotted with stars, like a galaxy.

Zhao's tangled heart gradually calmed down. Admiring the beautiful scenery, I just want to drink a pot of wine at this time. Unfortunately, there is no boat passing on the river.

"Jiangnan is great, Jiangnan is great..."

When he sighed with his hands behind his back, he felt strange in his heart, as if someone was watching him. Zhao Jue circulated his Qi and looked back, but saw nothing.

"Is it an illusion?"

He frowned and turned to walk to a secluded corner. As the surroundings gradually became quiet, the feeling of being followed and watched became stronger.

The feeling of uneasiness in his heart made him walk and stop, and look back every time he walked a distance.

When he walked along a path, a slight sound behind him made him pause. Although the sound was very slight, almost the same as the sound of a breeze, the "swish" sound of the toes landing on the ground was still heard by Zhao Jue.

"Alone?" Zhao Jue's brows relaxed.

Originally, he was thinking about whether to go back and call for help, but the sound of only one call made him give up the idea.

If he could be easily discovered by him, he must not be a junior master. And the other party was only one person, could he not run away if he couldn't beat him?

Zhao Jue has always been confident in his ability to escape.

Turning a corner, there was no lantern hanging. Taking advantage of the darkness, chasing the stars and the moon, Zhao Jue disappeared with a lot of afterimages.

After a while, a man suddenly walked out of the corner, looked around strangely, and just as he was about to leave, Zhao Jue's voice sounded behind him.

"Your Excellency has been following me, why? It's not because I look like your old friend, right?"

The man turned his head and said, "That's true, but I don't know if you are?"

"Seven Stars of the Vermillion Bird?" Zhao Jue asked.

Although it might expose his identity, Zhao Jue still wanted to give it a try, maybe he would succeed.

Unexpectedly, the man changed his expression when he heard it, and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

"Dou Muxie, Xuanwu Qixiu."

"No wonder." The man breathed a sigh of relief, and the tense expression on his face was relieved a lot.

He smiled and said: "No wonder you smell like poison pills, I guess you are the ones who dealt with the corpse?"

Guessed it? Zhao was happy, he didn't expect to come out for a walk, and there would be unexpected gains.

He quickly replied: "It is indeed us. Where are the others in Bianzhou? Are they all dead? Aren't there two elders to hold the line?"

"Even the elders are gone?"

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