"Jingzhou demon road, pretending to be the will of the sky, the demon words confuse the public, causing the sky to be angry, and send down the thunder to kill it, my military division has asked the heavens, you and so gullible, should have received the heavenly retribution, but my military division is kind-hearted, pray for the sky to be exempted from waiting for the consequences, my military division has been on the table of the sky, from today to retreat and fast, not a day, will ask the sky to prove its innocence! At that time, please watch the ceremony! ”

After the soldier finished speaking, he pasted the talisman paper in his hand on the red lacquer pillars on both sides of the gate, then retreated into the door and closed the door.

The people gathered outside the Juying main hall heard it clearly, and when they saw the door closed, they began to discuss.

"I know that the demon Dao in Jingzhou is making up nonsense and deceiving people, if he is really willing to sacrifice himself to save the people of Jingzhou, this is a saint! Will God kill the saints? It must have been framed, God couldn't stand it before he was killed! After the man finished speaking, he spat on the ground, and his words naturally reached the ears of the surrounding people, some of whom felt justified and nodded, the sky slashed good people, it didn't make sense.

", I knew it was fake, who is Master Jia? How can someone who can invite God and Thunder be a bad person? If he is really a bad person, can God lend him his strength? ”

"I see, most of the people who really let the sky send natural disasters are the demon who was killed by lightning in Jingzhou, he must have done something to hurt the heavens and reason, making the sky angry and causing disasters in all directions."

"I can't say! He knew that God was going to accept him, so he acted in this play, and when he was dying, he put the blame on Jia Junshi, which was really a vicious thing. ”

The farther such remarks go, most of the people feel justified after listening to them, after all, good people are hacked to death, and no matter how you think about this kind of thing, you will feel awkward.

Soon, most of the people chose to temporarily believe in the words of the soldiers, left the Juying Hall and chose to wait and see, Jia Junshi is a demon This rumor came from Jingzhou, the most mythical part is that Xuanjizi sacrificed himself for one person, in exchange for a million lives in Jingzhou, and was killed on the high platform by the thunder.

But today, in the mouth of the soldiers, Xuanjizi has become a demon who pretends to be a providence of heaven and bewitches the public, and he was killed by the god of thunder from the sky, not on behalf of others, if this is true, then the saint has become a traitor, and the singing of merit and virtue some time ago is a naked slap in the face.

Wang Yan sat on the window seat on the second floor of the restaurant in front of the main entrance of the main hall and looked coldly at the crowd gathered downstairs, he had already found several abnormalities, and the team on standby on the second floor had been sent out by him as many as seven teams.

This is a conspiracy masterminded by someone behind the scenes, and the information that has been sent back one after another shows that the greatest benefit is the Taoist, after the death of Xuanjizi, the Taoist held a big play in Jingzhou, and received a lot of believers and offerings.

Wang Yan didn't know why Xuan Jizi framed Jia Junshi, the information at hand did not show that he had a grudge against Jia Junshi, but the matter has come to this point, counterattack is inevitable, Jia Junshi is his subordinate, half of his brother and father-in-law, if he has three long and two short, it is inevitable that he will be sad and sad, so he has the obligation and responsibility to protect him.

This civil uprising was artificially induced, and those who behaved strangely just now should be the executors, and who is the real mastermind behind the scenes, there should be news in a while.

Wang Yan drank two pots of tea upstairs, and the people sent out came back, and those people with strange deeds went to an inn in the east of the city one after another, and they were connected by the guests of room No. 5 on the second floor, and from the shopkeeper's mouth, they found out that the guests in room No. 5 were dressed in Tsing Yi, very ordinary, but they had blades pinned to their waists.

Wang Yan nodded, asked his subordinates to retreat, and said to Jia Jun, who was sitting opposite with his face covered.

"Military advisor, most of these people are here to assassinate you, as for whether it is Daomen's own people or the people they hired from the rivers and lakes, it doesn't matter anymore, Xuanjizi let Daomen profit, even if he has a problem, Daomen will hide it for him, for this, he will do whatever it takes."

"The subordinate matters are bothered by the master of the Lao Hall." Jia Junshi said sincerely, just now in the main hall, what should be said has been said, if there is still a mastermind behind the scenes, the intention is to make Juying and Daomen opposed, with the current strength of Juying, it is very difficult to fight against Daomen, at the moment only with his own life to suspend this matter, until the future, Wang Yan can avenge his grievances for him.

But how could Wang Yan agree to such a thing? He would rather be born and die for the living than avenge the dead, because even if he takes revenge, the dead will not survive.

Jia Junshi went back to Juying Hall, and at the same time, Juying Hall began to build a high platform to prepare for the miracle.

Since Xuan Jizi used a miracle to frame Jia Junshi, he used a miracle to fight back.

After Jia Junshi left, Wang Yan took people to the inn, and he wanted to confirm the identities of those people, so as to deduce deeply.

The road in front of the inn has been cleared by Juying's people for a long time, Wang Yan led people into the inn and went straight to the second floor and knocked on the door of room five.

There was a call from the house to come in, Wang Yan pushed the door in, and let Li Si and Aji, who came with him, stay outside.

There were five people in the room, the age difference was not much from the physiognomy, one sat at the table, and four stood behind him, the rank was obvious, there were two cups on the table, and the mouth of the teapot was steaming outward, they obviously expected Wang Yan's arrival.

The man sitting at the table raised his hand and poured tea into the cup, and made a gesture of invitation to Wang Yan.

Wang Yan didn't shirk, sat on the chair, looked at the person who poured the water with cold eyes, and asked coldly.

"Who are you?"

"Please also ask Young Master Wang to taste the taste of this cup of tea brewed by Poor Dao first, the tea will not taste good when it is cold."

"You don't have to drink tea, just say what you have to say." Wang Yan's expression remained unchanged, but his gaze calmed down.

In one sentence, this man not only explained his identity, but also threatened himself with the palace, what Wang Yan hated most was that someone threatened him with the person he cherished the most, and treated this kind of person, Wang Yan never thought of giving him a way to live.

Wang Yan's change middle-aged man saw it in his eyes and said with a smile.

"Young people are still too impatient."

Wang Yan hugged his chest, looked at the middle-aged man calmly, and said nothing.

The middle-aged man slowly picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and tasted it leisurely for a long time before putting down the teacup and smiling at Wang Yan.

"Poor Dao came here for only one person, and I asked Young Master Wang to hand over that person to me."

"Why did Xuan Jizi frame my Tang military master?"

"Xuanjizi is just talking for the sky, how can he talk about framing?"

"Speak for the heavens? Do you believe it? Wang Yan asked flatly.

"Young Master Wang, what do you mean, don't you believe in heaven?"

"Of course I believe in heaven, just the day I told me that my hall master was wronged, and also instructed that if I hand over the military division to you, I will be condemned to my Wang family."

"Nonsense! How could God pass on a message to you! A person standing behind the middle-aged man pointed at Wang Yan and shouted.

Wang Yan slowly raised his head, looked at the man, and said with a slight smile.

"What? You don't believe in heaven? ”

"He doesn't believe in heaven, but he doesn't believe in you."

"Then I don't know how long you are, do you believe me?"