The first volume of pearl curtains rolls up the western mountain rain at dusk Chapter 83: Honesty
When Li Diudiu was trying to escape on his donkey and was being followed, he jumped off the donkey, stepped forward and saluted, with a very clever little movement with his feet.
He kicked the empty wine jug and a piece of bloody bandage into the bushes behind him. He disguised this small action as an accidental stumble when getting off the donkey, and successfully deceived General Luo Geng and his son Luo Jing.
Otherwise, Luo Geng would not have said later that this young man seemed quite innocent.
In other words, Li Diudiu did not hear these words. If he had heard them, he would probably have sincerely praised the general by saying that it was he who blinded your eyes but gave you a keen eye.
He waited for the hundreds of riders to roar away, then he opened the silver that Luo Geng had given him and looked at it in a petty manner. He sat cross-legged on the ground and counted it twice very carefully. There were actually as many as fifty or sixty taels.
Happy and contented.
Li Diudiu didn't know how much a war horse was worth. If he knew, he would not be so happy. The value of twenty or thirty war horses was not comparable to fifty or sixty taels of silver.
He had earned fifty or sixty taels of silver when he went to Yunzhai Teahouse before, and now he had another fifty or sixty taels of silver. Adding the one hundred taels of silver from his master, wouldn't it be not long before he could buy a house?
He had more than a thousand taels of silver in his arms. If he had the idea of taking out even a hundred taels from these silver notes at this moment, the matter of buying the house could have been basically settled. But Li Diudiu didn't even have such an idea.
Li Diudiu was happy because he got the silver. The donkey looked handsome. Although he had the urge to eat it just now, the little donkey in Li Diudiu's eyes was just a beautiful donkey meat hotpot.
Riding on the donkey and waving the whip, the donkey will run as briskly as the wind.
Li Diudiu felt that the sound of the donkey's hooves hitting the ground was so beautiful, and life was just like the outline of the mountains in the distance, with ups and downs.
At the same time, Jizhou City.
Taoist priest with long eyebrows crawled out from a pile of firewood and looked outside. Those suspicious people had gone far away. He patted the dirt off his body, thinking that the previous inn might no longer be habitable.
Just as he was continuing to set up his fortune-telling stall at the entrance of the inn, with his eyesight, he could see from a distance that there was a group of people with bad intentions. He had been through a lot in all these years, and his observation of the surrounding environment had reached the level of an old fox among old foxes.
So he didn't pack up the fortune-telling stall. It was worthless anyway. The hundred taels of silver note was in his arms, so he didn't want anything else.
He turned and entered the inn, ran to the kitchen without saying a word, climbed out of the kitchen window and started running as fast as he could. After running across two streets, he saw a familiar place... the firewood pile where he and Li Diudiu had slept.
So the Taoist with long eyebrows went in. Not long after, he heard a burst of hurried footsteps passing by in front. He waited for a long time and came out after hearing no movement.
The first thing he thought of was not to hide somewhere, but he thought he should go to the Four Pages Academy.
However, he didn't dare to go there during the day. First, he was worried that if he went there, he would get into trouble with Li Diudiu and bring trouble upon himself. Second, he thought that someone might be waiting outside the Sixe Academy.
He had no one in Jizhou City to seek help from, and he didn't want to implicate others before he figured out the origins of the people looking for him, so after thinking for a moment, he decided to go to Fengming Mountain.
That is the best hiding place in Jizhou City . The mountain is not high but the forest is dense. Although there are people from the Taoist temple guarding the entrance to the mountain, the old Taoist thinks it is not difficult to sneak into the forest with his own ability.
Just as he was thinking about this and preparing to leave, he suddenly heard someone sneering from above.
"The methods of the gangsters are those of the scoundrels who are as despicable as flies and dogs."
These words frightened Taoist Changmei so much that he trembled involuntarily. He looked up and saw a young man sitting on the wall behind him.
The man was wearing a snow-white gown and holding a folding fan in his hand. He was about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, with a handsome but feminine face. His face was so pale as if he had been coated with three pounds of white flour, and his lips were so red as if he had just drunk blood .
"Who are you?"
Taoist Changmei asked, pretending to be calm.
"My last name is Yao, and I'm willing to do anything for money. This is a promotional phrase. I came up with it myself. How do you think?"
The young man looked at Changmei and said, "Although I don't know why you are worth two hundred taels of silver, but since someone has offered you a price, I am here. I have good news and bad news for you. Which one do you want to hear?"
Taoist Long Eyebrows smiled bitterly and said, "Who wants to hear bad news?"
The young man said, "The good news is that the person who offered me the money said that he must bring you back alive. The bad news is... He said that as long as you are alive, it will be fine, but he didn't say how alive you are."
After saying this, he floated down from the high wall and walked towards the Taoist priest with long eyebrows: "I am about seven steps away from you. If you can offer more than two hundred taels, I can let you go for one hour."
Taoist Changmei sighed and thought that it was really unfortunate.
So he turned around and ran as fast as he could.
But he had just turned around and ran two or three steps away when he felt a sharp pain in his back, as if something had torn his flesh and blood and directly grabbed his spine.
In fact, it is true.
The young man caught up with the Taoist priest with just two steps. He stretched out his left hand and grabbed the flesh on the Taoist priest's back with his five fingers. As he exerted force, all five fingers sank in and tightly gripped the Taoist priest's spine.
The five fingers dug into Changmei's bones. Changmei's neck straightened up, his eyes rolled up, and he couldn't move at all.
"Look, you're so disobedient."
The young man said with some regret: "In order to stop you from running away, I will break your legs and arms now. Although it will be a bit tiring to carry you back, I can try to ask the person who hired me if he can increase the price."
Taoist Long Eyebrows said with difficulty: "No need to fight, I can go with you. I want to know... ahem, who hired you to arrest me."
"Answer the questions. One ounce of silver for each question. The price is fair and honest."
The young man smiled and said, "My name is Yao Wuhen. I'm Yao Wuhen, and I'm honest to all. Have you heard of me?"
Taoist Long Eyebrows said: "No..."
The young man said, "It doesn't matter. I am determined to become the world's number one killer. Although you haven't heard of me now, you will... Damn , you are about to die, and you probably won't know that I am the world's number one killer in the future."
He was actually a little disappointed.
Taoist Long Eyebrow thought for a moment and then said, "I have a silver note of 100 taels in my pocket. You just said that if I have more than 200 taels, you can let me run for an hour. If I have 100 taels, can you let me run for half an hour?"
He noticed that this young man named Yao Wuhen was not normal. If he was normal, he would not have said so much to him, so he just wanted to give it a try.
Yao Wuhen actually let go of his hand immediately and spoke politely.
"If you give me money, you are a customer. You have to listen to the customer's request."
Yao Wuhen stretched out his hand and said, "One hundred taels, half an hour, not a breath less, not a breath more, no deception."
Taoist Changmei turned and looked at Yao Wuhen. He knew that he could never be a match for this young man, so he took out the hundred taels of silver without any hesitation. Yao Wuhen took the silver note and examined it carefully. After confirming that it was not fake, he nodded.
He jumped up and sat back on the wall, taking a simple hourglass from his arms and putting it aside.
"Half an hour, let's start."
After hearing this, Taoist Changmei turned around and ran. He was old, and the pain in his spine had a great impact on him, so he ran a little off track and bumped into the wall next to him.
Taoist Changmei endured the pain and continued to run forward. This half hour was a matter of life and death.
Yao Wuhen sat on the wall and watched Changmei running away. He was a man who was known for being honest and trustworthy. Of course, he could go back on his word if the money was not paid, but he would never go back on his word if he had paid the money.
The hourglass flowed silently beside Yao Wuhen. Yao Wuhen took out a paper bag from his arms and opened it carefully as if it were some treasure. Inside was just a leftover biscuit.
Taoist Changmei ran and stumbled all the way. He didn't know where he could go. Although the other party did not answer him who sent him, he could probably guess that they were government officials, so Changmei did not dare to go to the government.
As he was running, he suddenly looked up and saw a high wall with green tiles in the distance. He had never been to this place before. The only thought in his mind was to run to a crowded place for the time being. No matter how vicious the killer was, he would not dare to arrest someone in public.
He ran to the outside of the tall courtyard in one breath, and several servants in blue clothes and black boots reached out to stop him at the door.
"The palace is a very important place. Do not approach it casually."
"The palace?"
The Taoist with long eyebrows raised his head and saw a line of large characters on the door. He suddenly fell to his knees, just like a drowning man who saw a floating wooden board. He did not ask for dignity, but only to stay alive.
"Please let me know. I am an old friend of the prince. Someone is chasing me. Please save my life, prince."
"An old friend of the prince?"
One of the servants looked at him, but did not make things difficult for him. He just asked him to wait at the door and said, "If you are really an old friend of the prince, no one will dare to touch you even if you are just at the door."
After saying this, the servant turned around and went into the house. The Taoist with long eyebrows kept praying in his heart, thinking, "My Prince, although we have only met once, I hope you will come out to see me."
He was overthinking it. With Prince Yu's status, how could he easily come out to meet people even if he was in the palace?
So when the servant came out and told him that the prince would not come out, Taoist Changmei felt that the world suddenly became a lot darker.
He has rich experience in the martial arts world, but in the face of an absolute gap in strength, these experiences may not be as useful as kneeling down and begging for mercy.
"The prince is in the palace. Let me take you in."
The servants didn't understand why the Taoist looked so desperate. In their opinion, it was normal that the prince didn't come out. However, the Taoist with long eyebrows was so anxious that he was out of his mind and just thought that if the prince didn't come out, he would be doomed.
"Yes Yes Yes……"
Taoist Changmei seemed to have experienced both ice and fire in that instant. He immediately got up and followed the servants into the palace gate.
No more, no less, half an hour later, Yao Wuhen appeared at the gate of the palace. No clues could be hidden from his eyes, so he chased him here without wasting a moment.
Looking up at the plaque of Prince Yu's Palace, Yao Wuhen thought that this was going to be a bit troublesome.
But he is not afraid of trouble.
Once he receives the money, he has to finish the job, no matter how difficult it is. This is the principle that a killer should uphold.
Yao Wuhen felt that he was a man of his word.
