Chapter 13: Impostor Sha Wujing

I opened my mouth suddenly, and everyone's attention was on me. Including Yang Jian, the Erlang God who was about to be taken down and was about to start taking over the work of pouring night incense and sweeping the streets of the entire Holy Demon City.

"Great Elder, I actually have a better way, but I need to talk to Yang Jian alone. I said.

Bai Jingjing showed a puzzled expression, was silent for a long time, and finally nodded and said, "Okay." ”

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I sat face to face with Yang Jian, and at the same time I poured a cup of good Tieguanyin for Yang Jian.

"Brother Yang, I haven't seen you for a long time, you've regressed!" I said.

"Hmph, don't be close, when did I know such a little monster as you, and how do I cultivate to care about you as a monster, if you want to kill it, you have to listen to it, but if you want to persuade me to join your demon clan alliance, it is absolutely wishful thinking. Yang Jian said.

"Wait, Yang Jian, don't talk too hard yet. It's not too late to hear what I've said before making a conclusion. I laughed.

When Yang Jian heard this, he squinted his eyes and stared at me, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Then he said, "Okay, then I'll listen to what you want to say, and see if you can name a flower." ”

"Yang Jian, I know that you were absolutely reluctant to be ordered to kill the person who resurrected Sun Wukong this time. Although you eat the Jade Emperor's food now, you don't like your current life for a long time, or you don't read a 'novel' or five hundred years ago, when the monkeys were making trouble in the Heavenly Palace, you wouldn't have hid and stood by. ”

Yang Jian's expression was extremely rich at this time, he stared at my face, trying to draw something from my face, but unfortunately he failed. "Who the hell are you, how do you know?" Yang Jian asked.

"We are old acquaintances, so it's not an exaggeration to call you Brother Yang. But who would have thought that you would be so unwelcome, it really makes me very sad!" I said.

"Who the hell are you?" Yang Jian continued.

"Actually, you have always hated your uncle, because he imprisoned your mother, so even if you have been working under him now, it is hatred greater than loyalty, and you always think in your heart that one day when your strength is strong enough, you will ask the Jade Emperor to apologize to your mother. I ignored Yang Jian, but continued to tell a little secret.

"That's enough, who are you?" asked Yang Jian with a frantic expression. It's a pain, more painful than letting him pour night incense and sweep the streets. Because I know everything about Yang Jian, but Yang Jian is not familiar with me at all, and he can't even remember where he has seen me from.

"Also, after you were canonized as a god, you also discovered a fact, that is, your cultivation opportunities are no longer an inch, and the cultivation of the Daluo Golden Immortal level has reached the limit you can reach, but you know that your own talent is more than that, but this kind of cultivation is impossible for you to want the Jade Emperor to admit your mother's mistakes one day. Don't look at your reputation as the first general of the Heavenly Court, but in the eyes of true powers, you are just a weak ant. I said again.

"Enough, enough, enough, shut up, who the hell are you. I promise you everything you want to do, and I don't want to hear it. I don't want to listen to it anymore. Yang Jian said with a broken face.

With such a tug-of-war, Yang Jian's psychological defense line is close to collapse. I saw that the time was almost up, so I changed the topic and said: "Yang Jian, since you said so, then I'm not welcome, I don't ask you to join the Demon Clan Alliance, you just need to help me do one thing." ”

"What?" Yang Jian looked a little weak at this time.

"I will let Bai Jingjing let you go, and then you go back to Heaven to restore your life. Say that you have captured the person who resurrected the Monkey King, and I will give you one person to let you go back to your life. "I made my own request.

"Okay, I promise you. Yang Jian said without the same words.

"Okay, thank you Brother Yang, you stay here for a while, and I'll arrange it. I smiled.

"Who the hell are you?" Yang Jian asked again when he saw me turn around.

"Sha Wujing!" I said to Yang Jian without looking back.

Hearing these three words, Yang Jian was completely stunned.

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Yang Jian left, covered in blood, and still carrying a big beard in his hand.

It's a costume I designed for him, and it's a secret. As for the beard in his hand, that is "me", and I used to look like "me" before I was molted and gone.

That "I" is a little demon, and it is difficult to distinguish the truth from the fake. I used on him a secret technique recorded in the Nameless Treasure Book to conceal the heavens and disguise the sky. After the disguise, you can deceive the sky.

Bai Jingjing stood beside me, looked at Yang Jian's departing figure and said, "Are you sure he won't shake everything out?"

"No, absolutely not. I said.

"I really don't understand, where did you get such confidence?" asked Bai Jingjing.

"This is out of understanding a person, and Yang Jian's human nature is like this. He will keep his promise, but the darkness of Heaven has forced him to hide himself, and he has to make himself look bad, because only in this way can he live long enough. I explained.

Heavenly Court, South Heavenly Gate.

Yang Jian was covered in blood and rushed to Nantianmen.

The guards of Nantianmen, when they saw Yang Jian covered in blood and an unconscious beard in his hand, hurriedly rushed up, grabbed Yang Jian, who was about to fall to the ground, and took the beard in Yang Jian's hand. One of the guards asked, "Zhenjun, how are you?"

"I'm fine, take care of the resurrected Monkey King I captured. Don't let him run. Yang Jian fainted after saying this.

"True Monarch, True Monarch. The guard who held Yang Jian shook Yang Jian, who had fainted, and saw that Yang Jian was just asleep, so he sent him back to the house. Then another guard summoned the patrolling heavenly soldiers to hand over the fake "Sha Wujing".

A day later, Yang Jian woke up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Yang Jian saw the Jade Emperor sitting next to his bed.

"Your Majesty, Weichen ......" Yang Jian hurriedly got up.

"Erlang, it's fine if you're okay. You came back alive, and my uncle and I feel better. The Jade Emperor stopped Yang Jian from getting up with a sad face.

"Your Majesty, the minister lived up to his fate, and finally found the person who resurrected Sun Wukong, and that person was Sha Wujing as Tai Bai Xing said. I don't know if Your Majesty can take that "Sha Wujing" into custody?" Yang Jian said.

"Okay, don't worry, I've already beheaded that "Sha Wujing", Ling Chi has three thousand knives. You've been so badly injured this time, get some rest. I won't bother you. With that, the Jade Emperor drifted away.

Yang Jian let out a long sigh of relief when he saw the Jade Emperor leaving. Xin said: "Sha Wujing, I hope everything you said is true, and what you promised me can also come true." ”

When the Jade Emperor left Yang Jian's residence, the pathos on his face immediately turned into indifference, and then the Heavenly Court flew away in a dense place......