An Assassin? Call Me the Master of Raising Prices!

Chapter 62: Zhaoyu

After the two entered the door, the concierge hurriedly closed the door and stepped aside.

Upon entering, there are only a few lonely houses with green walls, blue tiles, and stone paving, all of the same color. Not to mention flowers and plants, not even a tree can be seen in the whole yard, giving it a depressing and solemn look.

Following Lu Wenyu, he turned around two rooms and walked towards a room on the left.

After entering the door, Zhao looked around. There was only one big table in the whole room, and sitting behind the table was an old man wearing a red flying fish suit with white beard and hair.

When he saw Lu Wenyu coming in, he didn't get up. He just put out a non-smoking pipe and nodded to Lu Wenyu, "Lao Wu, are you here to get someone?"

"Third Master, didn't Lao Xiao retire? Bring the new guy some paperwork." Lu Wenyu bowed and waved to Zhao, "Muzhi, this is Third Master."

"Third Master." Zhao saluted respectfully.

The third master said "Oh", held the cigarette rod, and looked at Zhao Jiu with squinted eyes. After a while, he slowly said, "I'm old, I can't keep up. A third-grade guy at this age has a bright future, kid."

Zhao stood aside obediently, with an indifferent expression. On the contrary, Lu Wenyu burst out laughing. He understood what the third master meant. It was just because he was given too much and his starting point was too high. He just wanted to make a joke. Not a big deal.

Lu Wenyu replied, "I understand what Third Master means. I won't interfere in the affairs of my subordinates, but if you let me know who is making things difficult for Mu Zhi, hehe, I won't agree."

Domineering, domineering and exposed! I didn't expect that Lu Wenyu still had this side. He was worthy of being called "a first-class commander." After saying this, even Zhao Jiu felt a little stiffer. Mr. Lu, that's fine!

The third master in front of them was stunned for a moment, then he picked up the tea cup and smiled, "Lao Wu, don't worry, if this kid has trouble in Zhao Prison, we won't stand idly by. It's just that this mantle...isn't he a little impatient?" "

"Hahahaha, the third master is thinking wrong, he is his nephew!"

As soon as Lu Wenyu explained, the third master's expression softened a lot. It's a good thing for him that Zhao has a strong background. He likes to be quiet in his old age. He would also be upset if Zhao Prison was fighting openly and secretly every day. With the third rank and Lu Wenyu as his backer, it would be enough to just walk sideways in Zhao Prison.

Save your worries!

Without saying anything else, he quickly changed the paperwork for Zhao. From this moment on, Zhao is officially the fourth-level governor.

After saying goodbye to the third master, Lu Wenyu took Zhao Jiu and walked all the way, finally stopping in front of a high-walled courtyard. After following Lu Wenyu in, Zhao felt strange when he looked around.

There is a huge rectangular two-story building in the middle of the compound. The lower level is like a cage, and the upper level is a spire attic. There are four towering turrets at the four corners of the courtyard. The courtyard wall is extremely high. A rough estimate is that it is at least four feet tall. Except for the tiles on the top of the attic turrets, everything else as far as the eye can see is green. When you step on the ground, you can clearly feel that the terrain is high in the middle and low on the surrounding sides. The ground is paved with stone slabs, and round holes have been left in advance to guide rainwater.

Although the courtyard is extremely weird, the surroundings are extremely finely built, and even the stone slabs on the ground cannot be seen with the naked eye. Although he has never been to the imperial palace, in Zhao Jiu's opinion, the level of detail in this courtyard is as good as that of the imperial palace.

Seeing Zhao looking around like a curious baby, Lu Wenyu explained, "Don't look, this is Zhao Prison."

Zhao turned to look at Lu Wenyu in disbelief. Are you telling me that such a beautifully constructed courtyard is actually a prison?

Lu Wenyu continued, "Have you seen the four high walls? They are not ordinary. They are all made of blue diamonds. Holes are drilled in the middle and interconnected with iron solders. There are four feet outside and more than half underground. There are gaps between the stones. Grind mugwort, dogwood, realgar, calamus, atractylodes and cinnabar into powder, add iron powder, mix the broken porcelain into the glutinous rice slurry, mix it into a paste, repair the gaps, and then pour molten iron into the hole to make the entire wall water-proof. The four courtyard walls and turrets were built in Taizu's time, so he mobilized 40,000 corvettes and took seven years to build them."

Incredible! Zhao touched the courtyard wall and felt the touch on his hand. After being exposed to wind and sun for nearly a hundred years, the walls have become extremely supple and feel like porcelain.

This is no longer a courtyard wall, it is simply a rare piece of art!

"Fifth Master, this wall is more than that, isn't it?" Zhao said absently, stroking the courtyard wall.

"Of course. Show off your skills?"

"With you?"

"Follow this wall!" Lu Wenyu found a stone pier and sat down, looking at Zhao Jiu expectantly.

Since Lu Wenyu said so, Zhao naturally did not refuse. It was just a stone wall, not an iron wall. What could it be pretending to be?

Taking a few steps back, stepping firmly forward and backward, the Feiyu Suit agitated, the true energy circulated, and the energy gathered in the palms. Just as he was about to influence the general trend, the true energy in his body suddenly stagnated.

Weird thing! Why did the general trend between heaven and earth suddenly disappear without a trace, and even the movement of Qi in the body was not as smooth as before. Is it possible that my skills have deteriorated? The arrow was on the string and had to be fired. Although it felt strange, Zhao changed his steps, stirred up his true energy, disappeared on the spot, and slapped lightly against the courtyard wall.

Open the monument! A seemingly weak palm actually contains extremely strong Qi. With a little bit of practice, the effect is surprisingly good. If this palm hits a third-level person, the bones and muscles will be broken, and his life may not even be saved. But when patted on the courtyard wall, let alone cracked, there wasn't even a trace on it.

Taking a few steps back, Zhao looked in disbelief. This was a third-grade Qi gathering palm. How could it not even leave a trace on a stone wall?

With a clang, a embroidered spring knife was thrown in front of Zhao Jue. Lu Wenyu's eyes curved, as if she had expected it. "Try it with a knife!"

Zhao Jue picked up the embroidered spring knife and stared at the courtyard wall with a solemn expression. There must be something strange about the wall in front of him, but it was not Zhao Jue's style to be timid. If there was anything strange, he would know it all by chopping it with a knife.

The running of the true qi still could not affect the overall situation, but Zhao Jue did not mind. The majestic true qi was like boiling water, and Zhao Jue was like a tiger coming down the mountain.

Raising his hand, swinging the knife, it was done in one go, without any drag. The narrow knife light flashed by, and the wall was still the same wall, but there was a faint white mark on it. Zhao had already grasped a clue. The moment the knife light flashed, it seemed to disperse the true qi, just like an eggshell, evenly distributing the force, so the knife light could only leave a shallow white mark.

In order to verify his conjecture, Zhao Jue wanted to continue to use his sword, but Lu Wenyu on the side waved his hand and called for a stop, "Okay, that's enough. Do you want to use Zhaoyu as a martial arts arena?"

"This courtyard wall is to protect people like you. There is a great formation set up by the Heavenly Masters of all generations in the nearly three-foot-thick courtyard wall, which can isolate the general situation and eliminate the true energy. Not to mention you, a small third-grade, even a great master would have to spend some effort to break the formation!"

Zhao Jue was very depressed. You should have said it earlier. I played with a set of swords, guns, sticks and clubs against a pile of stones. I looked like a red-bottomed monkey. I looked stupid no matter how I looked at it.

Lu Wenyu was originally thinking of teasing Zhao Jue, but since he was in the wrong, he quickly changed the subject and said, "Come on, walk around the cell."

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