An assassin? Call me the Master of Raising Prices!

On the official road outside Jianzhou City.

A carriage was moving slowly forward, and it was Zhao Jiu sitting in the carriage.

Zhao Jiu took a deep breath and his body gradually relaxed. After five days of continuous Peiyuan Dan, he finally reached the sixth grade. Jianzhou was also in sight. Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing.

"Open the panel."

Host: Zhao Jiu

Cultivation: Sixth Grade

Martial Arts:

Chasing Stars and Moons (Perfect)

Taiqing Yuxu Sutra (Sixth Level)

Tianyuan Sword Technique (Introduction)

Secret Techniques:

Tang Sect Mysterious. Thousands of Flowers and Blooms

Disguise Technique

Turtle Breathing Technique

God of Wealth Points: 100

On the way, he used 100 God of Wealth Points to buy a bottle of healing medicine White Jade Regenerating Skin Pill from the special offer. For some reason, he didn't feel good about this business trip. He always felt uneasy when he said he would give more than a thousand taels.

"Sir, we're in Jianzhou." The coachman lifted the curtain and interrupted Zhao Jiu's thoughts.

After jumping off the carriage, Zhao paid the silver happily, stood on the official road, and looked around carefully.

There were green trees on both sides of the official road, and the road was wide, so people coming on the way could be seen clearly. He jumped to the highest tree and looked around. There were not many people within a few miles, which was an excellent assassination position.

But Zhao didn't want to act here.

The imperial envoy came to such a barren place, it was impossible for him to go on a picnic, he must be inspecting a major case in the local area. In this case, local officials must have received the news in advance and went out of the city to welcome him. Not to mention killing an imperial envoy in front of hundreds of people, just talking about getting out of hundreds of people after killing them. Not to mention the sixth rank, even if the first rank is not specialized in Qinggong, it is estimated that the possibility is not great.

Warriors are not invincible. In a formation of hundreds of people, if they are exhausted in one breath, they are no different from lambs to be slaughtered.

After admiring the scenery of the southern country for a while, he silently weighed the route of the imperial envoy into the city, and estimated when he would arrive in the city. If he can't kill him outside the city, he can only do it where he lives.

Thinking of this, Zhao didn't hesitate and went into the city to find an inn to replenish his energy. During this period, he made three new human skin masks and bought new clothes of different styles. This assassination required a large number of human skin masks, and many identities had to be abandoned. Even all his previous identities had to be consumed. He had to change his face and return to the arena. Killing the imperial envoy is not an easy job!

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

On July 26, Jianzhou City became lively. The imperial envoy Jiang Ruhai arrived as promised, and the hunting began.

Zhao put on clothes and human skin masks, dressed himself up as an apprentice in a cloth shop, followed the flow of people, and looked at Jiang Ruhai.

Jiang Ruhai sat on a tall horse. At a glance, he was at least seven feet tall, middle-aged, wearing a red official robe with a tiger embroidered on the patch, a black gauze official hat, a golden leather and jade pendant, eagle eyes, sword eyebrows, a big nose, a white face and no beard. He looked gentle, and looked like a civil servant, but the patch was that of a down-to-earth third-rank military officer.

"A third-rank military officer is either General Zhenwei or General Zhenfu. If it were modern times, he would be a major general at the ministerial level. How could such a person come to such a place? It's unreasonable. A third-rank military officer is an imperial envoy. Is the old emperor crazy?" Zhao Jue thought to himself, but his face was calm.

"Hey, have you heard? This time, it's General Zhenfu, the third-rank general. It was General Jiang who put down the Yanyun Rebellion. He was so brave!"

"Who said it wasn't? He put down the rebellion in Xuanfu and impeached corrupt officials. He is such a good official."

"I heard that Lord Jiang is still alone."

"Ah, I don't like you."

"Who knows?"

Zhao listened to people's teasing and followed Jiang Ruhai silently until Jiang Ruhai walked into the state government office.

For three consecutive days, Zhao monitored Jiang Ruhai's every move in the dark, and sorted out key information step by step: Jiang Ruhai lived in the backyard of the government office, had no followers, did not take many actions in the government office, and there were usually only four people at the front door except the gatekeeper. These four people had disordered breath and were not strong, but the state government office was close to the school lieutenant office. Once they took action, the state government guards would arrive within two minutes.

"It's not easy to kill him." Zhao Jue sighed. This deal must be done as soon as possible, otherwise it would be a waste of time if Jiang Ruhai left. After observing for a while, he decided to do it tonight. According to the astronomical phenomenon, it would rain tonight, which was the best time to do it.

At night, the night watchman rang the first watch.

Jumped down the window and started to act.

In the misty drizzle, Zhao Jue touched the backyard wall of the state government office, put his ear against the wall, and ran the tortoise breathing technique to the extreme.

When there was no movement in the yard, Zhao Jue used light skills and jumped into the yard.

In the pavilion in the yard, Jiang Ruhai was drinking tea and reading a book peacefully. When he saw Zhao Jue come in, he put down the book, poured a cup of tea, pushed it forward, and said, "Sit down!"

Although Zhao Jue was confused, he still sat opposite Jiang Ruhai and raised his cup to drink tea. The two were like friends who had not seen each other for many years. They didn't talk, just added tea and drank tea.

After finishing a pot of tea, Jiang Ruhai said, "Little brother, you have been following me for three days. You don't just want to drink tea with me, do you?"

"Of course not, I want to borrow something from Lord Jiang."

"Oh? What do you want to borrow?" Jiang Ruhai put down the teacup and asked curiously.

"Borrow Lord Jiang's life!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he threw out various hidden weapons in his hands.

"Little brother, you are greedy. You drank my good tea, but you want my life?"

Jiang Ruhai waved his hands, released his internal energy, and blocked the flying hidden weapons.

Five-grade, Zhao was secretly surprised. He had provoked a tough guy. No wonder he gave more than a thousand taels as soon as he said so.

Just when he was distracted, Jiang Ruhai took advantage of the force to jump up, stretched out his hands, and grabbed Zhao Jue.

Zhao Jue took out the Tang sword from the space, and several hidden weapons shot out. He held the sword on his back and swung it. Jiang Ruhai was also an old man. He dodged the hidden weapon sideways, gathered his strength with both hands, and took Zhao Jue's sword.

Zhao Jue's sword force had not yet been exhausted, and he hurriedly stepped on the ground to gain strength, retreated two steps, and avoided Jiang Ruhai's sweeping leg. Jiang Ruhai had been in the army for a long time, so he naturally knew that he could not give Zhao Jue a breath, so he changed his claws into palms and used his strength.

At this time, Zhao Jue's old energy was gone, and the new energy had not yet been born. There was no way to dodge. He could only put away the Tang sword, gather his strength in his hands, and fight with Jiang Ruhai. With the help of Jiang Ruhai's palm power, he turned over the wall, threw out a flying needle with his backhand, and then fled.

Turning left and right all the way, he finally escaped back to the inn during the second shift.

Sitting on the bed, he took a white jade regenerating pill and used his strength to dispel the remaining internal energy in the meridians.

Fifth rank, or a fifth rank with most of his body sticking into the fourth rank. If it weren't for his good Qinggong, he would have almost died at the hands of Jiang Ruhai. Thinking of this, Zhao broke out in a cold sweat. He thought that people were mentally ill for not bringing their entourage guards, but he didn't expect that it was his own brain that was wrong. Sure enough, those who could become high officials were not mediocre.

He took off the human skin mask and threw it into the stove together with his clothes. Looking at the sparks, he thought about the shortcomings of this assassination.

Zhao sighed. It was estimated that the person who hired the murderer didn't know that Jiang Ruhai was a fifth-rank master, and thought he was just a general with great achievements.

A fifth-rank master plus a third-rank general cannot be hired for two thousand taels of silver. Zhao took a few Peiyuan pills and could only barely enter the fifth rank. For the sixth rank, let alone killing Jiang Ruhai in two quarters of an hour, it would be difficult to get close to him if he was on guard.

There are nine levels in martial arts, and each level above the seventh level is a different level. Zhao Jue is not the crooked-mouthed dragon king, and he does not have the ability to kill people across levels. Moreover, this rash assassination has already alerted the enemy, and it is impossible to get close to him so easily again. He can only enter the fifth level first and then make plans.

After blowing out the candle, Zhao Jue lay on the bed and thought about the assassination plan.