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Gao Zhengyang came out of the Tibetan Scripture Hall, and when he passed by the Water Viewing Pavilion, he suddenly had a sense and instinctively glanced at it.

The water viewing pavilion is built on a huge rock protruding outward on the mountainside, and the view from here is particularly good, not only can you overlook a large area of the river, but also can see most of Jiujiang City.

This is also a famous landscape in the lower courtyard of the dragon, but because of the special location, people who are waiting for leisure are never qualified to come up. What's more, the night is dark, the gate of the lower courtyard of the dragon is closed, and there should be no outsiders on the mountain.

At this time, there is a person standing in the water viewing pavilion with his hands in his hands, enjoying the scenery.

The man was dressed in a sumptuous aqua blue robe, a crown of black gold gauze, and a white jade belt around his waist. Although the figure is not high, standing there is like a rolling Yangtze River, with a majestic majesty.

Although he couldn't see this person's appearance, Gao Zhengyang could see his identity at a glance: Jiang Zhenggong.

"Master, why don't you come in and talk about it. Jiang Zhenggong suddenly invited. He didn't look back, his attitude seemed arrogant, but he had an unconventional and free and easy, so that it was difficult for people to feel bad.

Gao Zhengyang just got the spell of King Kong Ming, and he was in a hurry to go back and study the secret method well, so he was not in the mood to see the scenery. But the other party's identity is extraordinary, and he came to him specifically, so it is not easy to refuse.

He groaned and stepped into the water viewing pavilion.

The rushing river let out a low roar and surged eastward.

In Jiujiang City, in the upper reaches of the river, a tall lighthouse exudes a bright and strong light, illuminating a large area of water.

Looking down from the water viewing pavilion, the lighthouse looks like the brightest star in the night. Jiujiang City, behind the lighthouse, also exudes a little glimmer. It shows the prosperity and liveliness of the world.

"The scenery here is good, but it has always been occupied by the group of bald donkeys of the Shingon Sect, and those who are idle are never qualified to enter. ”

Jiang Zhenggong stood with his hands in his hands and said with emotion.

Gao Zhengyang was speechless, scolding the bald donkey in front of the monk, this old man was too direct.

Jiang Zhenggong turned around slowly, his eyes shining with essence, which seemed to penetrate people's hearts. He smiled at Gao Zhengyang and said: "The master's literary brilliance is peerless, and his Zen poetry is unique, which is absolutely different from that group of pretending to be bald donkeys. ”

At this moment, Jiang Zhenggong is domineering and arrogant, truly showing the heroic spirit of the leader of the Jiujiang Gang.

"The Jiang gang leader has won the award. Gao Zhengyang said modestly.

Jiang Zhenggong narrowed his eyes slightly, and Gao Zhengyang's indifferent appearance made him a little unhappy. With his identity, he was so polite and flattering to a junior, and the other party actually reacted this way.

He suppressed the displeasure in his heart, and said: "The master is as pure as a lotus, but the pool of sewage in the lower courtyard of the dragon can't accommodate the master." ”

Gao Zhengyang said: "Forgive the poor monk for being foolish, I don't understand what the Jiang gang leader means." Please also ask the Jiang gang leader to explain clearly. ”

Jiang Zhenggong frowned and said: "The lower courtyard of the dragon is hiding dirt and dirt, and the bald donkeys are arrogant. Lewd. Yi, I don't know how many sinister and vicious. When the Master first came here, he didn't realize their danger. I advise the Master to get out of this place of right and wrong as soon as possible. ”

After a pause, Jiang Zhenggong said with an extremely solemn expression: "Otherwise, the master's life will be in danger." ”

Gao Zhengyang said with some doubts: "Is his life in danger, the poor monk and the senior brothers of the Shingon Sect have no grievances or hatred, how can this be?"

Jiang Zhenggong sighed long, "Master, although you have a high literary talent, you are not deeply involved in the world, and you don't know that people's hearts are sinister. In this quagmire, everyone is covered in mud, and you are clean, this is a sin. You're either covered in sludge, or you're going to die. ”

Gao Zhengyang showed a thoughtful expression, and paused for a while before saying, "Gang Master Jiang's words are remembered by the poor monks. ”

After talking for a long time, Gao Zhengyang was still unmoved. This made Jiang Zhenggong quite angry. "The old man also admires the master's talent, and the old brother under his command has received your favor. That's when he told him bluntly. If you don't believe it, just assume that the old man didn't say it. ”

Jiang Zhenggong flicked his sleeves as he spoke, and he was about to turn around and leave.

Gao Zhengyang said: "The Jiang gang leader is kind, and the poor monk understands it." It's just that the teacher has an explanation, and the matter is not finished, but he can't leave like this. ”

"The master is so pedantic. ”

Jiang Zhenggong's eyes were full of pity, but he didn't seem to be too lazy to say anything. Step out of the water pavilion and go away from the sky.

"Tomorrow night, I'll arrange a clipper boat at the pier down the hill. When the time is over, he leaves. It's a matter of life and death, so the master thinks about it. ”

Before the words dissipated, Jiang Zhenggong's figure had disappeared in the night sky.

Gao Zhengyang stayed for a while, then turned around and left silently.

After Gao Zhengyang left for a while, a monk walked out of the sparse bamboo forest next to the Guanshui Pavilion. He was dressed in a purple robe, and the smile on his face was gentle, but he couldn't hide the shrewdness in his bones. It is the lower court of the dragon that presides over the Yuantong.

After Yuantong walked into the Water Viewing Pavilion, Jiang Zhenggong, who had left, didn't know when he would come back.

"Senior brother, you have a lot of grievances. Yuantong said with a smile after saluting Jiang Zhenggong.

This kind of joke, although it is a little sarcastic, also exudes a sense of intimacy.

Jiang Zhenggong glanced at Yuantong coldly, "I am running around and working on the rivers and lakes, how can there be a junior brother who is comfortable and leisurely." Of course there are resentments. ”

Yuantong laughed, "Senior brother, it's no wonder of me. At the beginning, Master asked you to choose first. Do you feel uncomfortable being a monk, or the pleasure of coming from the rivers and lakes, you chose the Jiujiang Gang. This host, but you don't want it. ”

"Hmph......" Jiang Zhenggong snorted coldly and didn't speak again. In other words, he actually liked the position of the leader of the Jiujiang gang very much.

In the end, the lower court of the dragon descending is a Buddhist sect, and there are various scruples about doing things. It's like the Jiujiang Gang, ruling millions of gangs, how majestic. Even if it is the king of Jiujiang, he must be polite to him.

People are selfish, and when Jiang Zhenggong is old, he wants to pass on the position of the helper to his children. This contradicts the lower court of the dragon. Naturally, when he speaks, he inevitably has a little resentment.

However, there are many strong people in the Shingon sect. It is not easy to destroy the Jiujiang Gang, but it is easy to kill the gang leader. Jiang Zhenggong didn't dare to really turn his face with the lower courtyard of the dragon.

"Just a sixth-order, you can shoot your backhand to death. Why bother. ”

Jiang Zhenggong said.

In order to kill Wukong, he also had to go out in person and design a deception. Jiang Zhenggong felt that it was an exaggeration.

Yuantong shook his head and said, "Senior brother, this matter can't be careless. Wukong's identity is not ordinary, and the Buddha Emperor also attaches great importance to him. Uncle Wu wanted to pull him into the gang. ”

"They want Wukong to participate in the big festival?" Jiang Zhenggong showed anger, "Yuantong, your daughter's quota is what you promised." This must not change!"

Yuantong said indifferently: "What I promised my senior brother, naturally I will not regret it." But the big sacrifice is presided over by my uncle, and I don't count if I say it. So, to be on the safe side, it's better to get rid of Goku. ”

Jiang Zhenggong's eyes showed a cold killing intent, "In this way, Wukong must die." ”

"Hehe......" Yuantong also sneered, "Yuanxing passed on the "King Kong Ming Mantra" to Wukong, is it a joke!"

Yuantong turned around and said with a serious face: "Senior brother, the master has gone." Now it's my uncle who is in charge. It's not the same as before. Uncle Wu is very secretive, but I am afraid that there is a problem, you and I must be careful. ”

"Got a problem?" Jiang Zhenggong was a little puzzled, what exactly did this mean.

"I think he might be a demon!" Yuantong didn't hide it, and directly said his guess.

A simple sentence, but like thunder, made Jiang Zhenggong's expression change greatly.

For more than 100 years, he has experienced countless ups and downs in the rivers and lakes. On the surface, he looks brave and domineering, but his mind has long been tempered gloomy and vicious. The various expressions on the face are mostly pretended.

But at this moment, he was really shocked.

The selfless, who is more than 300 years old, not only controls the lower courtyard of the dragon, but also the host of every major sacrifice. It occupies an important position in the whole Shingon sect.

Whether it is Jiang Zhenggong or Yuantong, it is because of the great power obtained through the Great Sacrifice that he can have his current achievements.

If there is no self of the demon race, then the great sacrifice is afraid that there is also a problem, and the power obtained is even more problematic. What about these people!

Moreover, once the matter is revealed, not only will the Descending Dragon Lower Court be finished, but the Shingon Sect will suffer a heavy blow.

The more Jiang Zhenggong thought about it, the more scared he became, he longed for power and fame, but he never thought about becoming a demon.

"You can't talk nonsense. Jiang Zhenggong calmed down and said in a deep voice.

Yuan is adulterous and cunning, and his words cannot be fully believed.

"Senior brother, can I lie to you about this kind of thing!" Yuantong smiled bitterly: "I am also close to the big sacrifice, and it is difficult to control my heart, so I feel that something is wrong." ”

Jiang Zhenggong suppressed the ups and downs in his heart and asked, "Then what are you going to do?"

"What can I do?"

Yuantong was a little helpless, "The big sacrifice is ready, but you can't give up halfway." Let's go to the big festival first. And then find a way to get rid of the selfless ......"

Jiang Zhenggong was silent, indeed, they had been preparing for the big sacrifice for twenty or thirty years, and they had paid a huge price.

Not to mention anything else, just a thousand virgins don't know how much effort it takes. The various genius treasures used in the sacrifice are even more valuable.

"I sent a secret letter to the Sect Master. Yuantong continued: "This time, the sect master will also come over in person. After the festival, we will find a way to get rid of selflessness. ”

Yuantong said murderously: "So, the variable of Wukong must be eliminated first." ”

Jiang Zhenggong suddenly understood that Yuantong must kill meless. Regardless of whether he is a demon or not, he is in the way of Yuantong.

Yuantong's courage is indeed big enough to dare to calculate a ninth-order powerhouse.

However, if Yuantong really wants to be able to get rid of selflessness and truly control the lower courtyard of the dragon, it will also be of great benefit to him.

Jiang Zhenggong figured this out, and his heart was pounding. Calculating a ninth-order powerhouse is very risky, and the benefits are equally huge.

Sure enough, Yuantong said again: "Senior brother, wait until I can call the shots." The affairs of the helper are easy to discuss. You and I are brothers, join forces to dominate Jiujiang. Isn't it happy? ”

Jiang Zhenggong pondered for a moment, "Okay, a word is a certainty." ”

"Then Wukong's affairs will be handed over to Senior Brother. Yuantong said.

"It's easy. Jiang Zhenggong agreed. Although he admires Goku very much, it is just appreciation. Now that Goku is in his way, he must die.

Yuantong and Jiang Zhenggong discussed some more details, and then they separated. Seeing Jiang Zhenggong leave, Yuantong showed a smug smile on his face.

Things have come to this point, and they are all in his calculations. It was not difficult to kill Wukong, but this matter still let Jiang Zhenggong take action. If there is really something, Jiang Zhenggong can also be pushed out as a scapegoat.

As long as Wukong doesn't die in the lower courtyard of the dragon, no one can blame him.

Yuantong thought about it in his heart, and felt that there was nothing missing, so he walked to the courtyard where Gao Zhengyang lived.

The little monk Hui, who opened the door of the "host ......", saw that the person outside the door was Yuantong, and his voice was almost out of tune in fright.

"Wukong can be ......" YTO didn't seem to see HP's gaffe, and asked with a gentle smile.

"Qiyu presided, Wukong is not here. ”

"Huh?" Yuantong was a little surprised, the person was not going anywhere!