Chapter 35: Assassination (1 update)
Brocade night walk.
A man in a night suit, strolling on the eaves, he used his light skills to the extreme, silently, every time he landed, his feet were infused with some true qi, only need to tap the ground lightly on his toes, he can jump up, all three or five feet away.
There is a curfew, but it is also for different people.
There are many places in the capital where there is no curfew, and there is no curfew in some places where fish and dragons are mixed, and there is also no curfew.
Curfews only exist in the lives of ordinary people.
Zhao Zimo glanced at the guards patrolling the street, and easily jumped over his head without moving, which did not cause a reaction from this group of people at all.
After all, the masters of the innate realm are unpredictable existences for ordinary martial artists, and even for the peak martial artists of the day after tomorrow, if they are discovered, unless there is a big disturbance, otherwise the palace is like entering a no-man's land.
But if you think about it with your head, you know that there will definitely be such a master in the palace, who will protect the emperor closely.
And people who are also in the innate realm, if they are too close, they must feel something, even if they don't feel the breath of that person, they can also have a dangerous sixth sense.
This kind of mysterious and mysterious realm is inexplicable, but it is often very effective.
Zhao Zimo glanced at the nine-zhang high city wall, took a deep breath, and walked up closely, gecko swimming on the wall!
With his hands and feet attached to his true qi, he climbed on the city wall like a gecko, and his speed was extremely fast, and in just a few seconds, he reached the top of the city wall, and at this time, he ...... A guard walked past with a grunt.
The little monk frowned, grabbed the wall with both hands, and did not show his figure, and after the person walked by, his arms were strong, and the whole person flew into the air, turned over in mid-air, and directly crossed the city wall, and his feet continued to step into the air, landing lightly.
I have to say that this journey is not dangerous, but if you don't have good light skills, you can basically say that you will be an enemy of 10,000 people, and then you will be killed......
Unfortunately, there are too many kung fu in Shaolin Temple, and the little monk can't learn it, for example, the gecko swimming wall skill, he didn't practice it, but he wrote it down, and it was very good to use it at a critical time.
However, after entering the palace, it is not foolproof, and there are more crises here.
After Kublai Khan's death, Yuan Wenzong was naturally afraid that someone was killing him, not to mention the Shaolin abbot who did not die, as well as other martial arts masters, all of whom needed a large number of guards to guard against.
As soon as the little monk walked by, he could often sense that many guards were hiding in the dark, but fortunately, the realm of the two sides was too big to find him at all.
And Zhao Zimo is not a blind cat touching a dead mouse, he has a plan, he will not catch a eunuch and ask where the emperor is, and then go to kill again, after all, that is the lowest assassination plan, and not every eunuch can understand where the emperor is......
Eunuchs also have ranks, there are many eunuchs in the palace, how many can serve the emperor?
Although as an assassin, the most powerful realm is to kill the target and then retreat.
But there's no need to be a berserker, it's everyone who kills the palace and then retreats, that's not Assassin's Creed, that's Warrior's Creed.
He only wants to kill one person, otherwise there will be too many people who will be alarmed, and it will be difficult to run out again.
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The night sky is dark, there is no moon today, and the stars are equally dim.
A celestial master in Longhu Mountain, kneeling cross-legged on the stargazing platform in the capital.
He went to Shaolin Temple back then, and talked with the little monk's master, but after all, he broke up unhappily, as for what he was talking about, he didn't mention it......
At this time, he suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the flickering purple microstar, and said with a chill on the corner of his mouth: "The luck of the Yuan Dynasty is not exhausted, it is the general trend of the world, if you let you kill an emperor again, it will really fall into my ability to see the luck of Longhu Mountain for thousands of years." ”
Longhu Mountain, in all dynasties, there are heavenly masters canonized by the dynasty, specially for them to see the celestial phenomena, ask for wind and rain.
It's not because of how strong they are, it's completely because of their ability to observe luck, the stars and celestial phenomena, and as for asking for rain, it's even more amazing.
And these heavenly masters often rely on the luck of the royal family to cultivate, even if their qualifications are mediocre, they can rely on this mountain and easily practice to the innate realm, so those emperors dare not underestimate them.
This celestial master named Zhang Qingling immediately jumped out of the stargazing platform and strolled to the palace, as for why he didn't notify the Ouchi guards, and then told the emperor.
Naturally, he doesn't have much confidence in himself, and stargazing is not necessarily accurate, if he really makes a mistake in judgment, it is also a crime of bullying the king, even if he, a celestial master of the innate realm, is also a little troublesome.
What's more, the movement of a large number of guards catching assassins is definitely not small, as long as the little monk is not a fool, he will not continue the assassination operation today, and he will definitely run away without a trace.
And Zhang Qingling wants to kill the assassin in one fell swoop, so that the luck of Longhu Mountain will last for a long time, so he naturally has to be careful, otherwise how can there be a thousand days to prevent thieves?
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Zhao Zimo doesn't know such characters, and he doesn't have the ability to look at the stars and look at luck.
But he can go through many checkpoints and come to the emperor's dormitory without leaking, which is the ability to be the first in the world.
But at this time, even if he saw a concubine being sent into the dormitory, he didn't dare to rush to the emperor's dormitory, not only that there were ten guards at the door.
It was completely because he suddenly sensed that there was a master of the innate realm inside, as for why the person didn't sense him, it was naturally the little monk who practiced Tai Chi, and after the great shift of Qiankun, the realm was higher and more natural, and the spiritual sense was much stronger than the ordinary innate realm.
"It's really difficult, if it weren't for the time at the city gate, the time and place were favorable, and it would be really difficult to kill the emperor." The little monk scratched his bald head, and at this time he was lying under an eaves, not afraid of being discovered.
And he has always been careful in doing things, and last time he was angry and made a mistake.
Since the emperor's defensive strength is so strong today, then endure it!
Assassins, there's no need to be like Jing Ke, with a tough face...... It's a big deal not to eat or drink, and it's not a big deal to endure it for two or three days.
But I have to say, he was lucky.
Today, Yuan Wenzong was also uneasy, although he continued to do that absurd thing with his concubine in the dormitory, but there was an old eunuch guarding him, and he was afraid that he would suddenly die in bed.
Pity...... The little monk didn't make a move, he quietly found a place to meditate cross-legged, waiting for the opportunity.
At the same time, he saw a guy in a gorgeous robe, hesitated to come to the door of the dormitory, and finally met the old eunuch before leaving with a frown.
When Zhao Zimo saw this scene, he was even calmer as usual, for fear of leaking a trace of breath.
So, one sitting was three days and three nights.
The old eunuch finally did not follow the emperor on the night of the third day, and it was estimated that he was too old to hold on.
But here's the chance!