An Assassin? Call Me the Master of Raising Prices!

Chapter 349

Me? Zhao was slightly surprised and raised his hand to touch his face. No problem, the human skin mask was not damaged, so how did the person in front of him find him? Or when did he reveal his flaws?

He couldn't figure it out.

Seeing Zhao's puzzled look, the man smiled contemptuously and said disdainfully: "Don't think so much. I have been watching you for several days. It would be abnormal to let you run away."

Zhao's doubts became even more intense after hearing this. At most, he only stayed in Jiangzhou for one day, so how could there be several days?

If it is counted as several days, it must have started from Jinguan City. But the problem is, since they started watching from Jinguan City, the target should be Liu Zhiyuan, how could it be himself?

"Killer? Or..." Zhao asked tentatively.

After a moment of silence, the visitor nodded first, then shook his head, and said with a flickering look: "It shouldn't be considered, after all, I don't kill people often. I don't like to kill for money."

"Killing for money is not for love."

"Well... you can say that."

Zhao Jue keenly caught the cautiousness in the visitor's tone, grinned, and asked: "Who are you seeking revenge for? Those in the capital? No, they don't dare. But apart from them, I really can't think of anyone I have offended."

"You don't remember who you have offended? Are all Jinyiwei like you?"

The sarcastic words came, Zhao Jue didn't care, raised his eyebrows and said: "You are a nest of bears, I suggest you say this in front of Lu Wenyu."

The visitor was speechless. Didn't he know his own weight? Say it in front of Lu Wenyu? Ha, he wouldn't dare to give him a life!

Simply change the subject and ask in a deep voice: "Mr. Yun, I believe you still remember it?"

"Who?"

"Mr. Yun!" The visitor suddenly raised his voice.

Zhao Jue still couldn't remember. So he shook his head and said innocently: "I can't remember, I haven't offended the surname Yun."

"Nonsense!"

At this time, there was a roar from the boat behind him, followed by a sound of breaking wind, and a figure fell at the stern. Zhao Jue was attracted by the figure and looked at the person who landed.

The man was wearing a tattered cassock, but he was not bald, and his long hair was not combed, but casually scattered. The cheeks on his face were deeply sunken, the two eyeballs were bulging outward, thin lips, small nose, but there were big rings on each ear.

The hands outside the cassock were dry and black, even the long nails were black, and the feet were closed. No matter how you look at the whole body, it feels awkward and conflicting.

Just like the previous person, he couldn't sense the fluctuations of the true energy on his body.

"Who are you?" Zhao Jue asked with a curled mouth.

"Qianqi Baigua Villa, a monk who loves meat and wine!" The man stared at Zhao Jue, with an indescribable greed in his eyes.

Hearing his companion introduce himself, the person who had fallen behind did not hide anything. He pulled off the black cloth covering his face, revealing a pale, sickly face, and bowed his hands and said, "Qianqibaiguai Villa, shadow play."

What the hell is this? Zhao Jue's eyes wandered back and forth between the two people, and he had no idea what they were talking about.

Where is Qianqibaiguai Villa? What's so strange about the monks who drink and eat meat and shadow play?

I don't understand, I don't understand.

"I haven't heard of it. Are they all here to kill me?"

The two nodded at the same time, and the monk who drank meat said angrily: "Killing the people in the villa will only lead to death!"

Zhao Jue still didn't understand. When did he kill anyone in Qianqibaiguai Villa? He had never heard of this villa!

"Mr. Yun? Who is he? Can you explain it clearly?"

Perhaps realizing that Zhao Jue really couldn't remember, the two turned their heads and looked at each other, and nodded. Shadow play said in a deep voice: "Do you still remember the ruined temple outside Cangzhou City?"

Cangzhou? A ruined temple? Zhao kept thinking about it. He had been to Cangzhou three times. Once he went to the capital to protect Liu Rouwei, once he went with Li Yizheng, and the last time he went to Jiangnan as an imperial envoy.

Because his memory was vague, he really couldn't remember when he met Master Yun. Or rather, he didn't remember the name of Master Yun at all.

He couldn't connect the two after thinking about it, so he scratched his head awkwardly and asked, "When was it? I really can't remember it."

The monk couldn't hold back his anger, pointed at Zhao and yelled, "At the beginning of the year! In the woods next to the ruined temple outside Cangzhou City, you not only killed Master Yun, but also killed more than a dozen people, and built a Jingguan by the way! Do you dare to say that these were not done by you?"

After he reminded him, Zhao suddenly realized, and the memory picture gradually became clear. Wasn't it the time when he was on his way from the capital to Jiangnan as an imperial envoy and encountered Yuheng's assassination on the way!

That night, he did kill many people, but Master Yun... it seems that he didn't.

Looking back, Zhao suddenly remembered that before he killed many people, he seemed to have encountered an assassin dressed as a woman.

"What's her name?" "Yes! Yunxian! Yunxian!"

"Yunxian, Mr. Yun... Oh, these two are the same person! I remember." Zhao murmured in a low voice, and his face suddenly smiled.

He could remember what happened a few months ago in just a few breaths. It seems that his memory is pretty good! He couldn't help but lean back proudly and sighed.

The two watched his expression change constantly, and couldn't help but glance at their companions. They felt inexplicably, why did this person look stranger than the two of us?

"You remember?"

"I remember! I remember everything!" Zhao waved his hand, slowly took off the human skin mask on his face, revealing his true face.

Then he shook his head and smiled and said: "It's that hermaphrodite! Yes, I did kill him. "

After hearing this, the meat-and-potatoes monk immediately scratched his head and ears in anxiety, pointed at Zhao Jiu angrily, gritted his teeth and roared: "Why did you kill him? Why?"

"Hey, hey, can you be reasonable? Don't blame me for this, he was poisoned first!" Zhao shrugged.

"Ahhhh..." The meat-and-wine monk stomped his feet angrily.

The shadow puppet also gritted his teeth and cursed, "What a waste, a complete waste. You can't even kill a royal guard? You are the same. Are you going to kill him if he poisons him? Isn't it enough to make him a human pig? Why do you have to kill him? Woolen cloth?"

Hearing the two men's crazy looks, Zhao felt a little dazed. It's a strong argument, isn't it? Besides, is there a big difference between being made a human pig and being killed?

He looked at the two of them and sighed: "You two didn't want him to feel better, it's true. According to you, I helped you by killing him!"

Before he could finish speaking, the wine-meat monk retorted angrily: "Fart, you killed him, how can I use his blood to make wine, how can I eat his flesh? You want me to eat stinky meat and drink bad wine? Don't even think about it! No! How can I be a meat-and-wine monk if I don’t have wine and meat?”

"Yes! After death, the skin will wither, and my shadow puppets are gone! Without shadow puppets, how can I perform shadow puppetry?" The shadow puppeteer next to him gritted his teeth and agreed.

After they finished speaking, they both raised their heads, looked at Zhao and laughed, with a faint green light in their eyes. After looking carefully several times, their faces were full of greed, and they spoke in unison.

"If you kill him, then it's up to you to take the blame!"

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