Fake Taoists in the world of film and television

Chapter 201 Gao Yao enters the palace
"Come out, you've followed me all the way, how long are you going to follow me?"

Yi Buhuo stopped, and behind him appeared a dozen ordinary-looking people with murderous looks on their bodies.

"The vigilance is good, but it's a pity that I offended people who shouldn't be offended, so I can only apologize!"

"Who sent you here?"

"I'll tell you when you die."

Yi Buhuo shook his head, these people were quite professional, they were definitely dead men!
He didn't even remember how many people he had offended. Anyway, there were definitely not one or two people in the court who wanted him to shut up forever.

Not to mention that he has interfered in people's livelihood and has touched the bottom line of those civil servants. They are destined to not live in peace.

It's just that Yi Buhuo didn't take them seriously, but those people wouldn't catch them without hesitation. He didn't expect to attack so cleanly and neatly. He couldn't even observe them for several days. He knew the excellent quality of cutting through the mess with a sharp knife.

"Could it be that you look down on me so much because I have an honest face..."

Yi Buhuo smiled slightly, not panicking at all, even a little mocking.

After all, he is also a national advisor, but these people don't care at all for their own interests. Maybe they don't have real power, but it is Ying Zheng behind them!

After all, the emperor is not as important as his immediate rights!
In the eyes of those people, if Yi Buhuo dies today, he will die. Ying Zheng will not fight to the death for a dead person. At most, he will give him a few scapegoats to let him vent his anger and then it will be over.

"It's all nonsense. What's the point of killing people?"

Yi Buhuo patted his sleeves, raised his hand and hooked it with his free time, and said disdainfully: "Let's go together, I'm in a hurry to go to the toilet."

"on!"

All the dead soldiers had daggers in their hands, and the division of labor was clear. Someone was guarding the alley to prevent anyone from entering by mistake and the target from escaping. The remaining people rushed up at different speeds, running forward and backward, spreading out and scattering Yi Buhuo in all directions. They are all blocked, and there is no opening to escape.

"Pretty professional!"

Yi Buhuo commented with a smile. There was no trace of panic from beginning to end, only calmness and even a hint of boredom.

In his eyes, there were only a group of ants who overestimated their abilities in a funny performance, a group of children who had just learned to walk and wanted to compete with a muscular man like himself...

The person closest to him was already very close. He raised the dagger in his hand above his head and pressed it down hard to reach his chest. He seemed to have seen the tragic scene of Yi Buhuo's blood splattering on the spot, and a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes.

Yi Buhuo raised his hand slightly. It seemed slow but was actually as fast as lightning. He grabbed his wrist like an iron pincer. The dagger paused in the air, unable to advance any further. He tried to pull it out but it didn't move at all!

"release!"

With a clear drink, Yi Buhuo exerted force with his five fingers. The man's face turned pale in an instant. Big beads of sweat covered his forehead. He could no longer hold on to the dagger and let it fall.

Yi Buhuo reached out to catch the dagger and thrust it into the chest of the dead soldier behind him who wanted to cut his throat until the handle was gone.

At the same time, he moved the dead soldier in his hand into his arms, and when he pulled out the dagger, it hit his heart. He rolled his eyes and lost consciousness.

The others were already approaching at this time. They did not pay attention to their damaged companions. They all focused on Yi Buhuo. As a dead soldier, he was trained for this day. Death is a matter of time. What is more terrible than death is not completing the purpose. .

Yi Buhuo shows no mercy. Although he rarely kills people, it doesn't mean that he won't kill people. Since he has been found, he might as well kill the chickens to scare the monkeys and scare those who have bad intentions.

Although I am kind to others, it does not mean that I will not resist!
After all, even the Buddha who sweeps the floor for fear of killing ants and caressing moths for covering lamps has King Kong's angry glare. You can't just give in to the end, right?

In the face of absolute strength, the number of people is meaningless. In the time it took to drink tea, these dozen dead soldiers were all lying on the ground, and those who were not dead could only breathe their last breath.

"Do you think this mission is easy? The dignified Imperial Master, like a fool, threw away the person he was secretly protecting and got into the alley. Are you still laughing in your heart?"

Yi Buhuo patted the dust on his body. His clothes were still neat and tidy, with not even a trace of blood on them.

"It's useless to give you a chance. Just based on your strength, you are like an ant eating an elephant. You are underestimating your capabilities!"

There was nothing to talk about with a group of dead people, and he didn't want to ask who was behind the scenes. Anyway, among those he had seen in the court from Li Si on down, there was no injustice in killing anyone.

"I gave you a chance. If you continue to provoke me, don't blame me for being cruel!"

Yi Buhuo turned around and left, leaving only corpses on the ground. There was a cold chill in the quiet alley, and it seemed that even the temperature had dropped a few points.

Although he didn't care about those officials who were dead bodies, they were important ministers who pulled out the carrots and brought them out of the mud. Yi Buhuo didn't want to catch them all without asking the reason.

Now that the war is about to begin, it is not appropriate to cause internal turmoil and panic. If those people break the pot, all the previous plans will be in vain.

If it was just a small fuss, Yi Buhuo wouldn't care, just treat it as a digestion after a meal. At least he could keep himself a little vigilant and not be assimilated by the ordinary life.

"Send someone to tidy up the inside and don't make too much noise."

Yi Buhuo appeared behind the bodyguard who was looking for his trace, his voice was low and deep, which almost scared him to make a move.

It wasn't until he saw clearly that it was Yi Buhuo that he breathed a sigh of relief and immediately lowered his head to obey the order.

"Call everyone else back, I'm going back first."

This is of course not Xianyang Palace, but his own small pharmacy. He is really not used to living in the deep palace compound. Everyone there is cautious, and he dare not even raise his voice.

Except for the host Ying Zheng, Yi Buhuo as a guest really couldn't understand the meaning of this. Is it really comfortable to be aloof?

No one can speak sincerely, I'm afraid they will go crazy sooner or later, right?
In contrast, Yi Buhuo still likes places with a stronger market atmosphere. Although his status is different, but he has only been developed for a few years, how can he compare with his habits from more than 20 years of ordinary life.

"Gao Yao, aren't you busy today?"

Just as he was about to open the door, he found Gao Yao sitting at the door of the restaurant, sighing with a look of despair on his face.

"Xiaochuan is leaving. I will be the only one here from now on. I will never see my sister again. I really want to go home..."

Gao Yao smelled of alcohol, and he didn't know how much he had drunk. As soon as Yi Buhuo got close, he was choked and almost choked.

"Even if Xiaochuan is here, you can't go back. What's there to be sad about?"

Yi Buhuo took a few steps back. The fact was that if the two of them wanted to go back, they would have no chance to go back until after 2000.

Besides, when the two of them came to this strange era, they couldn't always join a group to keep warm, right?If we don’t work hard to accumulate capital, we won’t be able to survive in 2000 years, let alone 20.

There is no complete minimum guarantee here, which can make people barely survive. Even if they need food to survive, who can guarantee that they will not die from a small cold?

Gao Yao is too emotional. It's just hard to adapt to being separated from familiar friends suddenly, but it will get better after a while.

When he suddenly traveled through time, he was depressed for a long time. He felt that his life had lost its purpose and that it had no meaning.

"Didn't you say that you need to be a child before you can go home? Just think of it as two brothers who separate and get back together in 60 years!"

Yi Buhuo shook his head. This cannot be solved by comfort. In fact, everyone understands the truth, but he can't help but feel flustered and have random thoughts. He can only rely on time to calm down and get used to this matter.

Or find another place to rely on and divert your attention, which will produce good results in a short period of time.

"As for your sister..."

If Gao Yao didn't mention it, he would almost forget that there was a girl who looked exactly like his sister in this era. Maybe this was an opportunity.

Perhaps the only person who loves Xiaoyue the most in this world is Gao Yao. If Xiaoyue and Gao Yao, who have already experienced misery, can make do with each other, not only will Yu Ji not appear, but the two of them can also join forces to keep warm and live a peaceful life. lifetime.

Anyway, he did it smoothly, which not only changed the fate of the person who should have been miserable, but also made up for the unhappiness in his heart.

"Speaking of which, Xiaoyue should still be beaten in the palace now, right?"

Yi Buhuo's eyes widened. He only thought about such an important thing now. Is his Alzheimer's disease getting more serious?
"Gao Yao, please wake up, I will take you somewhere!"

Shaking Gao Yao twice had no effect, so he could only slap him twice, Gao Yao's face swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his eyes were finally no longer blurred.

"You hit me?"

"no!"

"Then why does my face hurt so much?"

"Maybe you're allergic to alcohol?"

Yi Buhuo smiled slightly and said: "Don't worry about this, I will take you to a place where there will be beautiful women to see."

"Where are we going? My restaurant is about to reach its peak period, and I can't leave."

"You don't care about this restaurant anymore, just come with me."

Yi Buhuo pulled him away and stayed in Xianyang Palace for a few days, but never met Xiaoyue. Maybe it was the so-called fate. Only Gao Yao appeared to see her, and through him he came into contact with Xiang Yu. Form a closed loop.

Otherwise, the identity gap between Xiaoyue and Xiang Yu is too big, and they are incompatible with each other. How could they have feelings for each other, and end up committing suicide in Wujiang River...

When he thought of this, Yi Buhuo's face became tense. He had been busy for so long that he almost forgot about this plot, although the future has almost changed.

But Xiaoyue is still suffering in the palace, and this will not change. A tragedy happened around her without even knowing it. How much regret will she have when she thinks about it in the future?
Xiaoyue is not a heinous person. Allowing her to be bullied has gone against Yi Buhuo's philosophy. He is a person who yearns for beauty and will never allow a tragedy that can be saved to happen again!
"Where on earth are we going?"

Gao Yao was a little confused. If Yi Buhuo hadn't dragged him, he would have run away long ago. What else is more important than making money?

"Don't you want to see your sister? I'll take you to see her!"

"Is what you said true?"

"I tell you Yi Buhuo, don't make fun of my sister, otherwise I won't let you go!"

Although Gao Yao was pleasantly surprised for a moment, his face darkened afterwards. He and his sister Gao Lan had been dependent on each other since childhood, and he hated others taking advantage of his sister. Even when Yi Xiaochuan bullied his sister, he dared to pick up a car and risk his life!
"How could I make such a joke with you?"

Yi Buhuo smiled slightly. Of course he understood Gao Yao's thoughts, that is, he had no sister, but if someone made fun of his relatives, he would not take it to heart with a smile.

"Just follow me and you will know soon."

Without saying anything else, this place is still some distance away from Xianyang Palace. Who makes their location so beautiful that they are almost out of the city...

"Yi Buhuo, further ahead from here is Xianyang Palace. If we get closer, nothing will happen, right?"

Gao Yao was a little flinched. Ordinary people like him were most afraid of approaching the guards, not to mention that this was not a society ruled by law. If he really offended those people, they would be beheaded!

After staying in this era for so long, he is no longer a person who doesn't understand anything. At least he has mastered interpersonal relationships very skillfully. He knows who in Xianyang should not be provoked.

Not to mention that there is Xianyang Palace in front of him. Even if he has never been here, he knows that this is not a place where ordinary people like him should come.

"It's okay, I have a way, they won't make things difficult for us."

Yi Buhuo patted his chest and pulled him around from the side without going through the main entrance. Although he went around a little, he didn't have to go close to the main hall. It was heavily guarded there, and Gao Yao didn't have to be so scared that he wet his pants...

Sure enough, no one came up to question him along the way. Although Yi Buhuo didn't come here often, there were always people who had seen him, and rumors about his appearance had long been spread.

Those who can serve in the palace may not have the strength or brains, but they must have vision.

If Yi Buhuo dared to walk in openly, someone would naturally confirm his identity first, and then of course he would be able to get through unimpeded.

Gao Yao didn't even dare to open his eyes. He was not the Zhao Gao he would be in the future. He only had power in his heart. Now he was just the owner of a restaurant, and he was used to greeting people and sending them off in a low voice.

Since ancient times, people have not fought with officials, and now almost all of his body weight is pressing on Yi Buhuo. If he hadn't been holding him up, he would have fallen to the ground.

"Don't be afraid. I told you I have a way out. These people won't suddenly pull out a knife and stab you. Go with confidence and go boldly!"

Yi Buhuo was about to say something to make him relax, but after hearing this, Gao Yao became even more nervous. His whole body started to tremble, as if he could feel the coldness of the long knife on the waist of the soldier beside him.

"They are all paid, and they won't take action unless necessary. Don't be afraid..."

"Stop talking, I'm even more afraid..."

Gao Yao had a sad face and held his hands together, his joints turning white.

"It's okay. If they want to chop me, they'll chop me first. Just get down as soon as possible!"

Yi Buhuo shook his head. Since comfort doesn't work, give him some confidence!

"What's wrong with you? Don't faint..."

Gao Yao's body softened, and Yi Buhuo stretched out his hand to touch it, but was frightened and passed away.

(End of this chapter)