Jiang Jinjiu, his real name is unknown, his place of origin is unknown, his martial arts are unknown, and the only thing people in the rivers and lakes know is his title as the world's first detective.

As far as he himself was concerned, as long as he wanted to, there were few secrets in the world that could be hidden from his inquiry.

The reason why it is almost is because there is one thing he is very interested in, and he has checked it for four years, but he has found nothing, that is, the ghost sword on the rivers and lakes back then, and the origin of Xu Ruyi, the current Dongchang factory.

Except for this incident, there is no one in the world who can hide from him.

Everyone in the world has a dark side in their hearts, and they also have unsightly secrets, so the omniscient person is destined to be miserable, often accompanied by the threat of life and death.

This pain is difficult to eliminate, but fortunately, he has found a good medicine that can be temporarily resolved, and his name is Du Kang. Bad wine does not enter the throat, this is Jiang Jinjiu's own insistence.

Then how can we satisfy the wine worms in the stomach? Jiang Jin was selected for wine, no, to be exact, it was entangled with Chu Feng, the kind that followed wherever he went, like the snot of a cold patient, and he couldn't shake it off.

"You've drunk too much of this wine, it's not good for your health. Chu Feng frowned, and persuaded for the hundredth and first time.

"What are you afraid of hurting your body, it's good not to miss something. Jiang Jinjiu propped himself up from the bed, looked at Chu Feng who was standing by the window and was looking down, and said with a smile: "You lazy person, you usually can't even sit while lying down, it's almost time to look at it, what are you looking at? Why don't you sleep?"

"The chariots, the horses, and the pedestrians have bows and arrows at their waists. Oh, they all rushed to the top of the light to die. Chu Feng replied slowly: "You say... In the next battle between the four sects and seven factions, who will die?"

"In terms of strength alone, the White Lotus Sect relies on Mangkunlun, the seven peaks and thirteen dangers of the Guangming Peak have no possibility of failure, and the three sects and seven factions do not have the help of the imperial court this time, and it is a joke to have a chance of winning. ”

"Then why do they dare to launch an alliance leader order to besiege Guangming Peak?" Chu Feng turned his head and saw Jiang Jinjiu stretching out five fingers and dangling at him.

"Okay, five bottles and a dream are long. ”

"A word is a certainty!" Jiang Jinjiu patted his mouth, yawned lazily, and fell on the bed with a "bang": "Tang Sai'er doesn't have the heart to kill him, nor does he have the ability to kill him, Tang Sai'er knows it himself, and the three sects and seven sects can also see it."

Also, don't forget, Murong Qing of the Tianshan Sword Sect and Tie Sihai of the Kongtong Sect died in the Shaolin Temple, and although Huizhen of Emei was hung by a big Dan of Shaolin, he has not woken up from serious injuries so far.

What are the people of the rivers and lakes messing with? Isn't it just a face?

If the three sects and seven factions pretend to be deaf and dumb like this, then there will be no need to play in the future, so if the martial arts conference is not carried out, it will not be difficult. ”

"But didn't you tell me last time that Shaolin's Zhuangzi thing is Dongchang... ”

"That's right, it was made by Dongchang, so what" Jiang Jinjiu turned over and lay on his side, grabbed the quilt in his hand a few times, hugged it in his arms, and comforted, and continued: "It doesn't matter who made the black cauldron, it must be buckled on the head of the White Lotus Sect anyway." Otherwise, what should I do? I want to say the law to the Dongchang and the imperial court? It is enough to save face, who will do the real bleeding thing. ”

"Isn't it the same to fight the White Lotus Sect?" Chu Feng closed the window, walked to the table and sat down, but after a while, he came to his bed and lay down: "And you just said that Tang Sai'er didn't dare to kill him?"

"Because of fame. Jiang Jinjiu said lazily: "The reputation of the White Lotus Sect for rebellion is too loud, and it is a natural rebellion. There are good and evil in the rivers and lakes, and the three sects and seven factions regard themselves as the righteous path, and the leader of the evil path naturally has to be carried by the White Lotus Sect. Think about it, why did she set up a Sun and Moon God Sect?"

Jiang Jinjiu spoke, his voice gradually lowered, and the words behind him were almost inaudible.

Chu Feng looked sideways, but the big drunkard had already fallen asleep.

Chu Feng is different from Jiang Jinjiu, his consciousness is shallow, and he always has to roll over and over for more than an hour every day when he lies on the bed before he can barely fall asleep. At this moment, he was just lying down, but his mind was thinking about what Jiang Jinjiu had just said: "Why did Tang Sai'er set up a Sun and Moon God Sect?"

Is it just worried about the face of the imperial court, for fear of attracting the encirclement and suppression of the imperial court?

There are factors in this, but of course this is not the whole story.

To put it bluntly, the White Lotus Sect has gone all the way from the end of the Yuan Dynasty to the present, and the road has been crooked. Advancing by leaps and bounds all the way, seizing the opportunity is about to make trouble for a while, especially the riot in Shudi attracted the attention of the imperial court, and broke the original tacit understanding between the four sects and seven factions by isolating himself from the martial arts, and in the end, it can be said that there is no benefit at all.

Since then, the White Lotus Sect has almost no place in the rivers and lakes, or even in the world. After several discussions among the high-level leaders, the final conclusion was that the root of the White Lotus Sect was still in this river and lake, and no matter what, it would have to be re-integrated, otherwise although the White Lotus Sect was big, it would be a matter of time before death and life were empty.

It doesn't matter if the efforts of the Shaolin Temple are disrupted, the matter is man-made. This time, the White Lotus Sect is ready to shed some blood, take the lives of the White Lotus Sect as a guide, and be reborn in the name of the Sun and Moon God Cult.

Tang Sai'er's plan was also thought of by the other three sects and seven factions, which is why he still dared to issue an order to fight the bright top without the help of the imperial court.

Everything is just a play, Zhou Yu beats Huang Gai, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer.

The book of the play has been written, in this war, everyone has their own role, and Heicheng, as the closest market town to Guangmingding, is an important stage. The three sects and seven factions are still on their way, and the rangers have already arrived one after another.

Not everyone who comes here wants to catch this excitement. Chu Feng and Jiang Jinjiu are not, and neither is Hua Pengfei.

In the black wind forest outside the black city, a little on tiptoe, the broken body fell from the square, and rose to the sky again, but before it reached the top, a tiger tooth dart shot from behind, forcing him to twist his waist and unload his strength, and a thousand catties fell to the ground again, splashing countless sand and gravel.

"Xiaopeng, don't run, you can't run. A gloomy voice came from the darkness behind, and the sound of footsteps sounded one after another, Hua Pengfei turned around and looked coldly at the seven of his theoretical uncles.

"Don't hate, don't complain, there is only one master of the Gate of Heaven after all, and our family is forced to do so. A middle-aged man with a hooked nose said this, and sobbed a few times in a fake way: "You said that you are too, the old master is not doing well now, why do you have to let him come out to suffer again." ”

An old man with eagle eyebrows and crane eyes next to him smiled and said: "Starting from the 100,000 mountains, you can run all the way from our seven old things to here, the old master has indeed taught you a lot of skills, Lao Su, I admire it, but it's almost here, rest, just look a little bit."

Don't worry, Lao Su, I will give you a good time. ”