Start from the thief

Miao Yinhai encountered three relatively tough opponents at Jianmen Pass. The first one was a Western warrior who chased a divine eagle in the wild. This person has disappeared since then. Recently, many Western people have done a lot of big things in Yizhou. Miao Yinhai suspected that this person was the main force among them, but since he had no intersection with him, he didn't care much.

The second one is the scholar in white who only exists in the mouth of the innkeeper. The two have never met or fought.

The one who made the deepest impression was the assassin in black. With only the sixth-level cultivation, this assassin killed the two major Tibetan forces in a panic, and even forced his master to show up and pay compensation before the matter was settled.

After Miaoyinhai arrived in Yizhou, in addition to secretly connecting with his allies, he was determined to find out the whereabouts of the so-called underworld. However, before he could find any evidence of this, the other party came to his door again, forcing him to sell out Duoji.

The fact that the man in black was difficult to deal with didn't mean Miao Yinhai looked down on the remaining two. Not only did the scholar in white disappear silently, but the methods she had arranged in his room didn't seem to have any effect at all. She even occasionally wondered if the man in black and the man in white were the same person.

But today, the scholar in white was standing in front of him, and his lover claimed that the other party was his senior brother, which basically put an end to his guess.

How could the senior brother of Shushan's most favored disciple be from the underworld?

"Fu Lang, it's late at night, please take Senior Brother Bai in quickly. Senior Brother Bai, please!"

Zhao Yushu smiled and nodded, then walked into the Cao family temple. As expected, as soon as he entered the door, an extremely powerful spiritual light swept over him, and it was not retracted until he entered Miaoyinhai's courtyard. If nothing unexpected happened, this was the Vajra of the Tibetan Buddhist sect.

There is no other spiritual light, and I don’t know if Zhang Hong is here.

"Is Senior Brother Bai also a master from Mount Shu?"

"No, I am just a casual cultivator from Chang'an, and I get along well with Junior Brother Fu."

"I see."

Miao Yinhai suddenly became alert. Her original purpose of contacting Fu Yun was not simple. Now that Senior Brother Bai was added, was her purpose also not simple?

Maybe it’s the man in black!

After everyone sat down and chatted for a few words, Miao Yinhai learned that Fu Yun had been expelled from Shushan. He felt both heartbroken and happy.

Half of the heartache was because in this era, being expelled from a sect was a big deal. Not only did it mean that you lost the protection and resources of the sect, but you would also be looked down upon by people in the martial arts world. The other half was that his original plan to get in touch with the core of Shushan through Fu Yun was officially declared bankrupt.

The reason for her happiness was very simple. She had no place to go, and Fu Yun took the initiative to find her, so her lover would basically have nowhere to run away from now on.

"Ahem, Junior Brother Fu, since you've arrived safely, I'll leave first."

Zhao Yushu chatted for a few words and then got up to say goodbye. Fu Yun was suddenly at a loss as to what to do.

Why did you just leave me here?

"Brother Bai, it's late at night. There's no point in asking you to leave now. I can still vacate a guest room here."

If this Senior Brother Bai refused to leave, Miao Yinhai would really doubt his intentions, but he actually took the initiative to leave. Is he really a good person?

"Haha, I'm used to being free and easy. I want to take a look at the night view of Yizhou. There's no need to be bound by these customs. Junior Brother Fu, please stay here and we'll meet again if we're lucky."

After bowing, Zhao Yushu walked out of the Cao family temple with Miao Yinhai and Fu Yunli escorting him, and his back slowly disappeared around the corner.

The moment he walked out of the ancestral temple and came out of the Miaoyinhai courtyard, his spiritual light disappeared. Zhao Yushu moved his feet and followed closely behind the other party at the moment when the other party withdrew his spiritual light. He flashed into the courtyard with shadow steps and immediately mobilized Madam Xu to hide her spiritual power. The whole person lay dormant in the courtyard of the Tubo Buddhist Sect.

Taking advantage of the momentary relaxation of Tubo King Kong's psychological defense, Zhao Yushu successfully sneaked in.

The master of Shengci Temple said that Zhang Hong and his partner had come to keep an appointment with King Kong. If he went straight to ask if he had seen Zhang Hong, even if he revealed the name of Mr. Liu, King Kong would politely say: I haven't seen him, get lost.

If you don't say anything, we might just start fighting.

How could anyone possibly tell you? You're not a lie detector.

Do everything on your own.

Although the Cao family temple is large, it is not as large as the Cao family's manor, and no one would be so idle as to build a dungeon in their ancestral temple. If Zhang Hong was trapped here, he should be in the dozen or so houses where the Tibetan lamas lived.

Just search them one by one, avoiding King Kong. It should take at most half an hour.

Zhao Yushu quietly pushed open a window and slipped in. As a great master of the sixth level, his physical fitness was not comparable to that of ordinary people without spiritual power. As long as King Kong did not use spiritual power to cover and detect him all the time, no one could discover him.

King Kong is also a human being and he needs to sleep late at night. As long as no monks come in, everything will be fine.

In the first room, more than a dozen big lamas slept on a large bunk bed and snored loudly. The room was empty as you could see the end.

The second room was occupied by two lamas who seemed to be of higher status. One had already fallen asleep, while the other was still meditating and chanting. Zhao Yushu quietly slipped past him. There was nothing in this room.

It seems that there is nothing special about these houses.

Zhao Yushu squatted in the yard, looking at the row of houses. If he had to hide someone, apart from King Kong's room, the only place he could hide was the largest one in the middle.

The person living there should be the Tibetan master Pandita, and the one living next to him should be Vajra.

Very dangerous.

What should I do? Should I go and have a look?

Come here.

Zhao Yushu slipped away quietly.

The room was silent, with only the slight breathing of the old man. At this distance, if he pushed the door or window, the King Kong next to him would surely be alert.

However, a light cough was heard from inside the room.

The pandita actually got up.

"Master, is everything ok?"

A voice in Tibetan with a hint of concern and inquiry came from the next room. Zhao Yushu didn't understand it, but he was glad that he didn't rush in.

"Nothing. I'm old and can't sleep. You should rest first."

The pandit replied, but the door of the room next door opened directly.

The burly Vajra came out and knocked on Pandita's door, apparently wanting to confirm.

Zhao Yushu hesitated for a moment, looked at the wide open door of King Kong's room, and slipped in.

If King Kong came back at this time, he could block himself inside, but the opportunity to explore King Kong's room was right in front of him.

Hearing a low conversation from next door, Zhao Yushu quickly searched for Zhang Hong's whereabouts in King Kong's room.

Zhao Yushu searched silently under the bed, in the closet, and behind the screen, but there was not a single clean cockroach, let alone people.

He is not here. It is unlikely that such a great master like Zhang Hong would be left next to the old lama next door. So where did Zhang Hong go?

Zhao Yushu was about to leave and instinctively glanced at the desk.

In the previous life, when a thief broke into a house, the most important thing besides gold, silver and treasures was letters. What was in King Kong’s letter?

A pile of letter papers and postcards were neatly placed on the table. They didn't look particularly important, and the words on them were incomprehensible to him.

But even though he couldn't understand it, Zhao Yushu still picked up the post at the top.

The Zhang Hong brothers were there to meet King Kong, so there was no reason for them to send a visiting card to King Kong. So who was inviting King Kong?

Pulling out a piece of paper, Zhao Yushu copied the signature of the visiting card, then turned around and walked out of the room.

"Ok?"

Vajra, who was chatting with the sleepless pandita, suddenly turned his head.

"what happened?"

"Disciple felt a momentary fluctuation of spiritual power, but it disappeared immediately. Disciple will stay here tonight to prevent any accidents."