Chapter 207 I Like Dark and Windy Nights

After midnight, Zhao supported Li Yizheng with his left hand and half-carried Jiang Qianhu with his right hand, and walked out of the brothel with a step.

"You two bastards, it's okay that you can't drink, but you also like to learn to blow the bottle."

"It seems that my cultivation is just to carry you two drunkards back."

He threw the two people into the carriage with both hands, and then covered his waist with a bitter face. The two people in the carriage were still humming.

"Brother, two more pots, big brother will show you a double dragon out of the sea!"

Well, it was something Li Yizheng could say, and he just used "Four Directions to Make Money", otherwise he couldn't even walk?

"Old Nine, don't believe Lao Li! If you want to surpass the others, you have to rely on my own creation of the upper and lower integration..."

Alas! Zhao rushed in and covered Jiang Qianhu's mouth. You old boy, you are using drunkenness to make trouble, right?

How can this be allowed?

There were still a bunch of people around. In order to make himself face to go out in the future, he decisively asked the driver to drive back to the post station!

He found two empty rooms and threw the two people on the bed. In order to avoid vomiting all over the bed due to blurred consciousness, he patted their backs before throwing them on the bed.

Oh my god, that smell. It was like pouring high-proof liquor into a month-old meal. It was unpleasant, irritating, weird and intoxicating.

Zhao Jue, who had already drunk alcohol, couldn't sleep at all this time. He sat alone in the yard in the dark to get some fresh air.

Before dark today, he had already walked around several streets in Bianzhou. Just like in Lin'an, there was no feeling of anything wrong.

Strange, eleven out of ten.

In theory, the process has been gone through once, and now should be the time to relax the most. Why don't they do it? Zhao Jue couldn't figure it out.

"They" of course refers to the people who assassinated him twice before. Zhao Jue went to such great lengths that he even caused a sensation in Lin'an as soon as he arrived.

First, it was to catch them as soon as possible, but Zhao Jue knew that there was little hope. After all, they were all professionals, so it was not easy to reveal flaws.

Second, it was to bluff so as to lure them out later. I didn't expect them to be so patient. It's been almost two months, and there is still no news.

"Could it be... just a coincidence?"

Zhao Jue murmured softly, staring at the swaying tree shadows. There was no news, no news, and no progress for so long.

His original self-confidence was constantly decreasing with the passage of time. To be honest, there was not much left, and even inexplicable doubts about his own guesses emerged.

But he absolutely did not believe that they would stop after two failures. It was this sword hanging over his head that forced him to continue the investigation, even if there was no progress.

He cherished his life, so he had to eliminate the obvious threat.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but take out the package he got at the villa that night, slowly opened it, and inside was "Five Days".

His fingers stroked the jade-inlaid cover, and his mind sank back to the dilapidated temple in the capital, before Yu Baopu died.

I still remember that before he died, Yu Baopu smiled hideously and said a few inexplicable words.

"Jinyiwei boy, if you kill me, then you will be immersed in this cause and effect, and you can't struggle..."

At this point, Yu Baopu looked at Zhao Jue's indifferent expression, as if he had regained the heroic spirit when he was still the sword god decades ago.

He raised his head and told his last words, "This sword... Forget it, it's over. Boy, among the five heavenly scriptures, the Bu Tian Bao Jing is the most important and the root of them! If you have a chance to find it..."

Unfortunately, he died before he finished speaking. Zhao Jue didn't take it to heart at the time. After all, the grandmaster didn't find it, let alone a small second-grade master like him.

Thinking about it now, it's a bit regretful. It would be better if Yu Baopu died after he finished speaking, so that he would know what it was for.

Looking at the Bu Tian Bao Jing without a single word in his hand, Zhao couldn't help but laugh. He didn't really have it, so what's the regret!

He put it into the space, stood up and walked towards the room.

"If nothing is found tomorrow, then I will have to take a risk."

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The next day, Zhao Jue woke up slowly after noon. After washing up, he ate something to fill his stomach. Li Yizhen and Jiang Qianhu next door were still sleeping, and their voices kept coming and going.

Hangovers are not good, so let them continue to sleep.

It was drizzling outside, and he declined the company of the clerk and walked out of the post station alone with an umbrella.

Although he was not an old man in Bianzhou, he had lived here for three years. He was familiar with the streets, alleys, riverside roads, and various shortcuts.

There were not many people on the street, and even street vendors were rare. He walked silently on the road with an umbrella, turning from time to time.

He was not in a hurry, and turned back when he encountered a dead end. He kept his head straight and his eyes did not move along the way, relying entirely on smell and feeling to distinguish the people beside him and upstairs.

He looked like a rich young man who was bored and came out to digest his food and stroll around.

In the evening, the rain had stopped. Zhao Jue held his umbrella in his backhand and stopped in front of a restaurant.

After a day of wandering, he got nothing. Now he needed the comfort of delicious food.

"Sir, please come in." The waiter saw someone coming and quickly made way and raised his hand to lead him in.

Zhao Jue didn't mind. He was going to eat anyway. If the food was not good, he could just overturn the table.

"Okay."

He sat down by the window on the second floor. "What are your specialties? Let's serve them all."

"Another bowl of rice and a pot of wine."

He ate simply, but didn't have much appetite.

"Okay, wait a moment, I'll pour you a cup of tea first." The waiter brought the teapot and filled it to 80% full, and said with a smile, "Please forgive me, this is a small shop, so we don't have any good tea."

"No problem."

Soon the wine and food were served, and they poured wine and took chopsticks to start eating. I have to say that I have been entangled in trivial matters recently and I really have no appetite. I didn't even finish the eight dishes and one soup.

Alas, I am getting thinner day by day!

The taste is not bad. Although it can't be said to be excellent, it is delicious. When paying, Zhao asked the shopkeeper thoughtfully: "Shopkeeper, where is the largest pawnshop in Bianzhou City? I haven't been back for too long and forgot."

"Sir, this is..." The shopkeeper paused while counting the bill. Asking such a question after dinner is really not a good sign.

"Redeeming a friend's pawn."

"Oh! It's the shortest one across He Street. Sir, I'll give you half of it."

Hearing about the redemption of the pawn, the shopkeeper's heart was relieved and he quickly rounded off the change.

Zhao just smiled, threw down a piece of silver, picked up the umbrella and walked towards the post station.

Before he got close, he could see two figures in the distance. With the weak light of the lantern, he could distinguish the two people as the prefect He and Tongzhi Liu.

"What are you two here for?" He took a few quick steps and asked with a bow one step away from the two.

The two bowed in return, and Tongzhi Liu said, "Sir Zhao, the prefects of other prefectures have arrived. Do you want to let them stay first and discuss it tomorrow?"

The prefect He said, "Yes, it's dark and windy at night, it's not the right time to talk about things..."

Dark and windy night? Zhao just likes dark and windy night. Besides, those prefects have been traveling for several days and are exhausted. If he doesn't seize the time now, will he wait for them to rest for a night and recover their strength so that he can choke himself?

It's just asking for trouble!

Patting their shoulders, he smiled and said, "Let's talk now. It's urgent. Light a candle and it won't be much different from daytime."

After he said that, what else could the two of them say? They could only nod and say "yes".

"You go to the government office to make arrangements first." Zhao turned and walked into the post station, saying as he walked.

"I'll change into my official uniform and go over there."