Chapter 221 Asking for Help
He is a dead man... a dead man...
Inside Zuiyue Tower, Zhao Duan stood there in a daze as he listened to Hai Gongfeng's words. This was the only sentence that kept echoing in his mind.
So, this Thousand-Faced God is dead? No...
Zhao Duan's face changed, and he thought of a possibility. He raised his hand and picked up the maid Qingniao, supported himself on the railing with one hand, turned over and jumped down to the first floor, and came to the side of the Thousand-Faced God who was lying on the ground.
At this moment, as Eunuch Hai turned him over, the handsome young man lay on his back on the ground covered with exquisite carpet.
His eyes were wide open and bloodshot, his face was pale, he was not breathing at all, and a small amount of blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth.
At this moment, as if with the "death", the appearance of the corpse suddenly began to distort.
Gradually, he turned into another man with ordinary appearance and unknown identity.
"Is he the Thousand-Faced God?"
Zhao Duan threw the maid to the ground and shouted in a stern voice.
The beautiful maid codenamed "Blue Bird" was only at the mortal realm, and was already weak after being hit in the dantian by Zhao Duan.
Seeing Eunuch Hai beside him, he had no intention of running away.
Hearing this, he looked at the person on the ground with a blank expression and shook his head.
"I don't know... I've followed him for a year and never seen his true face..."
Is this true or false?
Zhao Duan expressed doubt.
Eunuch Hai narrowed his eyes and said:
"She probably didn't lie."
As a master of the Imperial Court, he can detect lies to a certain extent simply by observing the speed of the other person's heartbeat and blood flow when they speak.
Of course, there is no evidence and it may not be accurate.
Zhao Duan asked again with a stern face:
"He's dead, and you don't know?"
Bluebird's expression became increasingly bewildered. Now frightened, he shook his head and said, "No..."
Zhao Duan sneered:
"You'd better think it over carefully before you speak. A corpse, even if it's been enhanced in some way, shouldn't be flawless. How could you be so close to him and not notice anything? Or should you wait until you're in the Imperial Prison and tortured before you tell the truth?"
The maid named Qingniao was obviously not as loyal as Zhuang Xiaocheng's stupid apprentice, the hot-blooded girl Yunxi.
Without any hesitation, he said:
"There's indeed nothing unusual in the ten days since we entered the city, but... he came back a little late last night, and he looked a little strange, not wanting me to get close. But in the morning, he was back to normal."
Zhao Duan and Eunuch Hai looked at each other and saw what the other was thinking.
"Eunuch, is there any magic in the world that can make a dead body look like a living person and requires considerable skill?" Zhao Duan asked in a low voice.
The old eunuch in the python robe was silent for a moment and said:
"Yes. But most of them are the methods of evil sorcerers. And just now, I didn't even notice anything was wrong. Their methods are indeed extraordinary. As for this disguise, it is this person's specialty."
Zhao Duan said:
"Last time, when Frost Sword entered the capital, the Kuangfu Society gave him a scroll as a trump card. This time, when the Thousand-Faced God enters the capital, I'm sure Zhuang Xiaocheng and the other rebels have also prepared some tactics for him.
So, the Thousand-Faced God is not dead, and he just used some means to control this corpse to communicate with us."
He exhaled, his expression complicated:
"That's only natural. Intelligence says this person is skilled in assassination and meticulous. Even though he used the You family to trick me, he's worried about repeating the same mistake as the Frost Sword. He hid his true form and used a fake one to deal with me... He's truly difficult to deal with."
Eunuch Hai also looked a little embarrassed.
With his status, he was actually blindsided by a junior. He would save his dignity by saying:
"However, the more powerful the method, the greater the price. If we destroy his fake body, his real body will inevitably be injured."
But no one caught...
Zhao Duan sighed, feeling anxious as if he had let a tiger return to the mountains.
At this time, outside Zuiyue Tower, officers and soldiers suddenly swarmed in.
Apparently, they were patrolling soldiers who heard the noise and came here.
The leader was stunned when he saw the eunuch in the dragon robe, but he couldn't recognize him for a moment.
When he saw Zhao Duan, his expression changed drastically and he clasped his fists and said:
"Zhao Jisi, we have been ordered to patrol the streets..."
"No need to talk nonsense," Zhao Duan waved his hand, interrupted him, and ordered:
"Take those who have fallen to the ground to the infirmary for treatment, and send personnel to search the area to see if there are any suspicious individuals."
He lowered his eyes and looked at the big black umbrella on the ground that was pierced by violence, his heart twitching.
I thought it was a waste of such a good thing.
But as the talisman was forced out, the power of the curse was dissipated, the pain of the innocent people in Zuiyue Tower was alleviated, and nothing serious would happen.
As for the You family...
Zhao Duan glanced at You Zhande, who was seriously injured and unconscious, shook his head, and said:
"Take them all away for treatment."
The officers and soldiers responded and became busy for a while.
Eunuch Hai patrolled the area again.
Not finding any trace of the Thousand-Faced God, he returned to the imperial court with Zhao Duan and the captured maid.
Soon after, he returned to the palace alone to report.
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"Run away? In a fake body?"
In the imperial garden, the empress listened to the report of the eunuch in the dragon robe, and her beautiful eyebrows frowned.
He asked, "How is Zhao Duan?"
Eunuch Hai twitched his lips and said:
"That kid is pretty good. He seems to have guessed that someone is secretly protecting him. I wanted to see what he's really like... but he was forced out by this kid."
The old priest was extremely confident in his ability to hide his tracks and absolutely did not believe that he had been discovered.
Then the news can only be leaked through other channels.
The empress nodded when she heard that Zhao Duan was unharmed. She was not surprised.
"That's good. The thief was cunning and was able to hide from you. I guess Zhuang Xiaocheng and others gave him a way to save his life. Although we couldn't kill him, we were able to seriously injure him, which is considered good."
Hai Gongfeng understood that the empress was trying to save his face, so he sighed and turned to say goodbye.
After everyone left, Mo Chou said worriedly:
"Your Majesty, now that we've scared that thief away, it will be difficult to catch him again."
Then she sighed again:
"If the Tianshi Mansion and Shenlong Temple were willing to make an exception and send experts to help, they wouldn't allow such a hidden person to be so arrogant."
Xu Zhenguan remained silent.
How could she not know this?
Not to mention her own cultivation, she has many powerful men under her command, including those who serve in the imperial palace and command the imperial guards.
What can we do? They are all warriors.
If it is a head-on fight, he is not afraid of anyone. Even if he faces two major cultivation forces, he has the confidence to defeat them.
But I am a bit overwhelmed by this kind of sorcerer's method.
Of course, over the years, the royal family has also kept its own sorcerers. In Houhu Lake alone, there are two powerful ones hidden.
But each sorcerer has his own specialization, and most sorcerers are not good at fortune-telling and finding people.
To the extent that, although he was clearly just a small fry, he managed to stir up trouble in the court and make people panic.
"Order the soldiers of the capital to search more closely. If the fish refuses to take the bait, drain the pond, leaving it with no place to hide and forcing it out."
Xu Zhenguan lowered his eyes, looked at the fish scattered in the pond, and gave orders calmly.
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Imperial Court.
Inside Lihuatang.
In the "office" that belongs exclusively to the police department.
Zhao Duan pushed the door open, threw himself on the Arhat bed, and cleared his mind.
Looking back on today's experience, he felt that he had been a bit too aggressive and his vigilance had dropped inexplicably.
——He didn't know that this was the result of the Thousand-Faced God secretly cursing him since the first day he entered the city.
Looking back now, the reason why I was so bold was mainly because I thought I had enough cards up my sleeve and could escape even if I encountered the enemy.
Moreover, the significant improvement in his martial arts skills during this period also made him eager to try.
"Now it seems that the Divine Chapter Realm should not be underestimated. Unless all the cards are played, it will be difficult to win."
He concluded silently.
As for the eunuch Hai in the dark... he was indeed not sure.
It was just based on rationality. I felt that with the Frost Sword in front of me, there might be experts guarding me.
However, what really made him shout out those words at that time was the sensation transmitted by the dragon soul.
"At that moment, the dragon soul within me was about to awaken, but I could clearly sense the fluctuations of the Martial God's aura coming from the rooftop... So, one of the dragon soul's abilities is to sense 'kindred spirits' who are also cultivating the Great Yu Ancestor's legacy within a certain range?"
"No... more than that, when Eunuch Hai attacked, I even had a vague premonition that as long as I awakened the Dragon Soul, I could even suppress him... Yes, I think I can suppress Eunuch Hai...
Is it because Longpo represents Old Xu, and the imperial palace attendants are all Old Xu's disciples? Do all descendants have to kneel before their ancestors?
Zhao Duan was lost in thought.
Unfortunately, at that time he was only focused on suppressing the dragon soul and did not dare to really try.
"Hmm...if Longpo can suppress Eunuch Hai, can he suppress Zhenbao?"
Zhao Duan shook his head and drove this bold idea out of his mind.
How could a strong person in the Heavenly Man Realm be so easy to deal with?
I am a little bit drifting...
"Think about what's happening right now! If you can only steal for a thousand days, how can you be on guard against thieves for a thousand days?
The Thousand-Faced God is clearly here to kill me... If I don't eliminate him, even if he temporarily hides and escapes, when he recovers from his injuries and returns, with his disguise skills, there's no guarantee he'll strike me down at any moment...
My stepmother and sister can no longer go out without worry... How can this be possible?"
Zhao Duan frowned and thought hard.
The maid named "Blue Bird" has been ordered to be interrogated by his subordinates, but Zhao Duan doesn't think that many clues can be dug out.
"When the Thousand-Faced Divine Lord fled, he threw his maidservant out as a shield... It's similar to how Zhuang Xiaocheng abandoned his female disciple... Clearly, it's impossible for him to obtain key intelligence."
"My Fengyue Treasure Mirror can detect others, but I have no idea what the Thousand-Faced God looks like right now... It's completely useless."
"He's been frightened and is probably in hiding now. Where can we find a master of disguise hiding in a capital city with a population of one million?"
Zhao Duan had no idea.
"Unless... you find a professional."
Zhao Duan's eyes lit up, he turned over and sat up, took out the silver scroll, and gently poured out a half-burned yellow incense.
He is ready to call people!
This idea did not just come to his mind at this moment, but he had not implemented it before because he was not sure whether the other party could help.
Secondly, I don’t want to owe you a favor.
But now, the Thousand-Faced God has clearly posed a threat to him.
"You forced me to do this..."
Zhao Duan muttered to himself, as if to roll away the beast possessed, lit the yellow incense, and watched the light smoke curl up, pass through the roof, tiles, and disappear into the sky.
One minute...
Three minutes...
Five minutes...
The incense suddenly disturbed and the room was half empty.
A petite girl with pale skin and a distracted gaze, wearing a black priest robe embroidered with gold thread, slowly emerged.
One of this year's Red Dot Boys, the Golden Sceptre Priest of the Tianshi Mansion, looked alert:
"What do you want from me?"
She suspected that Zhao Duan had come to collect the debt.
(End of this chapter)
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