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Volume 1 Chapter 492 The wind rises in Yuzhou, who is plotting

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    Chen Jiu carefully looked at Jiang Qianqiu for a few breaths, and then nodded: "In that case, let's keep going."

    After finishing speaking, Chen Jiu took the lead and headed towards Yuzhou.

    Three thousand years later, Yuzhou City is still the same Yuzhou City.

    ??Mortal lives have been taken away one after another, but for monks, three thousand years is just a nap and a retreat.

    "Zhu Kui, the guard of Yuzhou, pays homage to the prince." Zhu Kui, dressed in a military uniform, gave a military salute to Chen Jiu.

    Chen Jiu jumped off the carriage and supported Zhu Kui: "Brother Zhu is different from what he said. Brother Zhu was very helpful to me in the past. We don't have to be so polite to avoid getting angry."

    "That's right, I obey my orders." Zhu Kui's answer was nondescript. Chen Jiu was helpless. People in the system naturally have no control over their own actions.

    "I don't know if Brother Chen wants to go to the mansion in the city or go to the manor to take a look," Zhu Kui said.

    "I haven't seen many Taoists in three thousand years, but I want to see what kind of elite soldiers these three thousand Taoists have refined for me."

    "Okay, let's go to the manor and have a look."

    Under Zhu Kui¡¯s order, soldiers naturally opened the way and led the way. They turned around and came to a manor.

    It is said to be a manor, but in fact, it is more appropriate to say it is a castle. The bloody air rises into the sky over the entire castle, and the sounds of killing are constantly wafting in the air.

    The walls of the manor are three feet high. Unless you are flying in the air, it is absolutely impossible to peek inside the manor.

    "Who is coming? Tell me your name." On the city wall, a strong man with blood rising into the sky said.

    This strong man is eight feet tall and has a burly build. His whole body is flashing with red blood evil energy. It is obvious that he has a lot of lives under his hands.

    "I am Zhu Kui, the garrison general of Yuzhou. King Pingtian is here. Please quickly ask the oxen to come out to pick him up." Zhu Kui played the role of shouting.

    The guard was shocked when he heard Zhu Kui's identity. After hearing the words "Pingtian Wang", he knew that the prince from the court was here, and he didn't dare to neglect him.  He hurriedly walked towards the castle.

    Not long after, Niu Ding and three strangers came out together and saluted Chen Jiu's frame: "I have met my lord."

    Looking at the three people with the same faces, Chen Jiu nodded happily: "Thank you for your hard work. Something happened during the last trip to heaven. I didn't expect that this separation would last three thousand years."

    "Now that the Lord is back, we can rest assured. Over the past three thousand years, we have been looking forward to the Lord's return all the time," Golden Eye Taoist walked out and said.

    The Dazui Taoist laughed and said: "It's true, it's true. In the past three thousand years, I have followed the Lord's instructions and worked hard to build up power. We can't leave the gate of this manor. If we don't open the second door, today the Lord is finally back."

    "Let's go in and talk." Chen Jiu led the carriage. The girls in the carriage were unable to get down and were still sitting inside the carriage.

    The scenery is still the same, but it has slightly added a touch of vicissitudes of life.

    Arriving at the lobby, the girls got out of the car and went to the backyard to rest.  Runxuan was not in good spirits, Chen Jiu winked at Chao Xiaoyu, and Chao Xiaoyu helped Runxuan down to rest.

    Zhu Kui looked at the three strangers who were hesitant to speak, and then said to Chen Jiu: "Brother Chen, there is still some trouble at the camp. I'll leave first, and come back tonight to have a drunken time with Brother Chen."

    Chen Jiu did not stop him and nodded: "That's fine. Brother, I just came back and I'm about to get familiar with the things I've put aside for three thousand years."

    After sending Zhu Kui away, the Taoist priest stepped forward and said, "My lord, the situation in Yuzhou is not good now, it is very bad."

    In Yuzhou City, the heads of the four major families gathered together. Three thousand years have passed.  The style of these family heads remains the same.

    Liu Bonian touched his chin uneasily: "Chen Jiu is back."

    ¡°The situation is a bit wrong,¡± He Tian said.

    Hearing this, Henzhen took a sip of tea and said, "Of course something is wrong. Then Chen Jiu didn't expect that a native chicken turned into a phoenix and actually became the bloodline of the Tian family. This is really unreasonable."

    "Everything in the world is unpredictable." Wu Ming's eyes occasionally showed a trace of vicissitudes of life.

    "What? Are you regretting it?" Liu Bonian said disdainfully.

    The remaining three family heads were silent for a moment. Not only did they regret it, their intestines turned green with regret.

    "Chen Jiu showed great power in Shangjing and suppressed the ancient beasts. He is quite favored by the Human Emperor. If we really take action, the Human Emperor will definitely be angry. All of us cannot afford to suffer," Liu Bonian said coldly.

    Henzhen suddenly exerted force, and the corner of the table was instantly broken: "We can't go on like this, let go quickly, if we continue like this, everyone will suffer disaster."

    "Let go, do you think you can let go now?" Liu ?Nian roared.

    "Why can't we let go? As long as we erase all traces and let this matter develop, even if we investigate it by then, the Emperor will not be able to do anything to us without evidence. If we don't let go now, it will be too late by then."  Wu Ming's eyes glowed red.

    "How many people are going to die? These are the elites trained by our family." Liu An's face was twitching with pain.

    "So what, as long as the family can be preserved, everything can be given up," Henzhen said.

    He Tian looked at the corner of the table that he had broken off, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Withdraw all the people from Qingchi and return the fiefdom to him. Fortunately, what we have done in the past three thousand years is not excessive."

    "What are you waiting for? When everyone goes back, hurry up and eliminate the traces of the trouble. Otherwise, if something big happens, it will be a huge disaster." After Liu An finished speaking, he got up and walked outside.

    Outside Yuzhou City, in Chen Jiu's manor, four strangers sat down around Chen Jiu. Niu Ding's eyes trembled and his voice was low: "Master Hou, I don't know when a storm started in Yuzhou. It's said that  The Marquis wants to plunder the incense and luck in Yuzhou City."

    "So what?" Chen Jiu asked doubtfully as he looked at Taoist Niuding.

    Taoist Niu Ding almost jumped up. For such a big event, the other party did not know the serious relationship between it: "Lord, think about it, whose cake is the incense wishing force?"

    "It belongs to the gods." Chen Jiu suddenly realized after saying this, and then showed an angry look on his face: "This trick of killing people with a borrowed knife is too cruel. Who came up with such an idea? This is to shut me down."

    The fate of incense has always been controlled by Shinto. Even the ministers of the imperial court and the Human Emperor cannot interfere in it. There are great interests involved in this, and it is related to the stability of humanity and Shinto. If Chen Jiu takes away the power of incense, he will be fighting against  Who can bear it when Shinto monks snatch their jobs and eat their meat from other people's mouths?

    "This is just a rumor. It should not be taken as true. Since I have not really plundered the incense and luck, those Shinto people will not rashly embarrass me." Chen Jiuzhizhu was in control.

    "But have you ever thought about it? If you don't want to take it, it doesn't mean that you won't take it." Golden Eye Taoist said something very meaningful.

    "What do you mean?" Chen Jiudao.

    "My lord, think about it, what if someone forces your lord to take away the power of incense?"

    Looking at the golden-eyed Taoist, Chen Jiu's eyes turned cold: "As long as I am not willing, no one can force me to seize the incense of luck."

    The Dazui Taoist shook his head: "This matter cannot be controlled by the prince. Ever since the prince came back, there have been people in Yuzhou City constantly bragging about the prince's merits, and even using the prince's reputation to continue to do good deeds and leave a good name for each one."

    "My lord, think about it, what is reputation? Reputation is the power of telepathy. When everyone is grateful for your kindness, the incense and wish will float to the prince involuntarily. Some people even built a shrine for the prince." The Taoist Master opened and closed his eyes.  In the meantime, dazzling halos of light are constantly flowing.

    "His heart can be punished" Chen Jiu was furious.

    "What clues can we find?" Chen Jiu held back his anger.

    "The prince is not here, so my subordinates dare not act randomly and wait for the prince's instructions," Niu Ding said.

    Chen Jiu touched his forehead: "This matter is most likely the work of the four major families, as well as those large and small aristocratic families. You start from this aspect, and you must get to the bottom of it for me. I want to take a look.  , They took the courage of their ambitions and actually dared to start planning against me three thousand years ago."

    Chen Jiu's reputation has been spreading for three thousand years. Mortals have died one after another. Chen Jiu has been deified by everyone. Now someone is fanning the flames and using his name to do good things. This is not to play with himself.  A trap?

    For the first time, Chen Jiu felt that doing things well was actually a hassle.  To be continued.  If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.  Mobile phone users please go and read
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