In the back hall of the Yang Mansion, Jiang Feng and Nezha stood in front of a wall.

Jiang Feng held the Qibao Miaoshu staff and swept it lightly, and the magic circle covering the outside of the secret room was instantly shattered.

A stone door that fit tightly with the wall slowly opened.

A faint light came out from the stone gate.

On the side, Nezha looked at everything in front of him, did not enter the secret room, but stood where he was, thoughtful.

"Brother, are you sure you and I were not discovered by Yang Jian when we were hiding in the dark just now? And this secret room was not a trap set by Yang Jian?"

Nezha frowned.

Just now, the two of them were in the main hall and heard the conversation between Yang Jian and the six Meishan brothers clearly.

Through that conversation, Nezha saw a Yang Jian who was completely different from his impression.

For a while, my heart couldn't help but feel a little messy.

Hearing this, Jiang Feng smiled lightly,
"My phantom magic skill, the good fortune that surpasses the world, is even higher than the eighty-nine mysterious skills in terms of transformation and concealment alone."

"With my current state, I can't even notice the slightest trace when I use the Phantom Magic Art under the quasi-sage."

"Also, even if what Yang Jian said in the hall just now is false, his attitude towards you is true."

"Don't you want to know what his so-called 'duplicity' looks like?"

Hearing this, Nezha pondered for a moment, then nodded.

He stepped into the secret room slowly, looking around.

This secret room is not big, and it is surrounded by closed stone walls. On the corner of the wall, there are a few inexhaustible candles flickering weakly.

In the center of the secret room, there is a stone platform. On the stone platform, there are two piles of files.

One of them, decorated with gold powder on the cover, carved dragons and painted phoenixes, is extremely luxurious and has a royal style.

The other copy was simply recorded on the bamboo slips and placed neatly on the stone platform.

However, compared with the one next to it, it looks a bit ordinary.

Nezha seemed to be hesitant, but Jiang Feng picked up a bamboo slip without saying a word, and began to read:
"In the calendar of emperors in the world, in the early years of the Western Han Dynasty, the Jade Emperor sent the Heavenly Court Lingguan to pass the imperial decree to Guanjiangkou, ordering Erlang Zhenjun to bring the six sages of Meishan and [-] grass-headed gods to the Huaguo Mountain to surrender the monster monkey Monkey King and burn it to death. Do all the Huaguo Mountains, and kill all the monster monkeys on the Huaguo Mountains."

"Zhenjun used the fight with the demon king Sun Wukong to attract the attention of the gods and Buddhas. The six sages of Meishan led the grass-headed gods to scatter the innocent monkey monsters on Huaguo Mountain, and then obeyed the Jade Emperor's decree and set fire to the mountain to hide people's eyes and ears."

"However, during the battle, the Taishang Laojun made a sneak attack, but he failed to let go of the monster king Sun Wukong. He could only protect the innocent monkey monster under his command and cover the eyes and ears of the heavens. , all hid in the col, and none of them died..."

Between words, Jiang Feng glanced at Nezha and smiled faintly.

Obviously, Yang Jian did this matter in an extremely secretive way, even Monkey King didn't know how much favor he had received from Yang Jian.

At the beginning, he had told Jiang Feng that the monkey grandson who had died on Huaguo Mountain could not be reincarnated because he had marked the monkey's life and death book.

Now it seems that his worry is completely unnecessary.

Immediately, Jiang Feng picked up another volume and continued to read: "The calendar of the emperors in the world, the Northern Wei Dynasty, the emperors were unkind, corrupt officials were rampant, wars broke out, and the people were in dire straits. The poor scholar scolded the sky for being blind, the Jade Emperor was narrow-minded, furious, and sent Erlang Zhenjun Execute the Shusheng Nine Clans, bring down the calamity of the flood, and wipe out the people of a county."

"Zhenjun put the death row prisoner in the sky prison, Li Daitao was stiff, and made the scholar hide his name and emigrate to other places to avoid the disaster. On the eve of the rain, he sent 13 grass gods to dig [-] canals. The rain was pouring, ten days and ten nights. An innocent person was implicated..."

After the sound fell, Jiang Feng picked up another roll.

At the same time, Nezha has been looking at the ornately decorated dossiers.

The above words are full of respect to the Jade Emperor, like a courtier expressing respect to the emperor.

The things recorded are similar to those on the bamboo slips, but the results are completely different.

The version on the dossier is what Nezha once thought.

But the ones on the bamboo slips seem to be more sincere.

For a moment, he was a little confused.

"Brother, these two... which one is the real one?"

Nezha said in a daze.

Jiang Feng smiled,
"This answer should be answered by Yang Jian himself, which is more convincing."

When Nezha heard this, he frowned,
"Yang Jian?"

"Brother, are you going to take these things and question him face to face?"

"Will he admit it?"

Jiang Feng smiled mysteriously,
"There is no need to go to him, he has already come to us."

"And, who told you that I'm going to ask him directly?"

"The real purpose of knowing a person is not to listen to what he says, but to see what he...does."

Nezha heard these words in a cloud, and his eyes were a little confused.

Just as he was about to ask, he suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside the secret room.

"Ok?"

Nezha raised his eyebrows, and the moment he raised his head, he suddenly met a pair of... no, it was three eyes.

Yang Jian stood at the door of the secret room, looked at the two people in the secret room, and was stunned.

Yang Jian: !!!∑(Дノ)ノ

For a time, the atmosphere was a little awkward.

"The Great Sage Dragon Emperor, Jiang Feng?"

Yang Jian's eyes were fixed, and he opened his mouth to break the silence.

Jiang Feng smiled and nodded,

"Oh, it's me."

"Zhenjun Erlang, don't come here unharmed."

Yang Jian's eyes sank,
"What are you doing here?"

Between words, his gaze fell on the bamboo slip in Jiang Feng's hand.

Jiang Feng smiled,
"Haha, back then, after escaping from Jilei Mountain, I could have retreated to Jinghe and had peace of mind. However, Zhenjun Erlang is so powerful that he captured me to the Heavenly Court and almost killed me."

"This time I came here, I wanted to settle the account with Zhenjun last time, but I accidentally discovered something interesting."

"Yang Jian, tell me, if I hand these things over to the Jade Emperor, what will happen?"

As soon as these words came out, Yang Jian's expression froze.

Nezha was also taken aback for a moment, looking at Jiang Feng with a little more doubt and bewilderment.

For a while, the two sides fell into a confrontation.

After a while, Yang Jian narrowed his eyes,
"Jiang Feng, it won't do you any good to hand these things over to the Jade Emperor."

"At the beginning, I was the one who arrested you. If you want to take revenge, you should come to me alone."

"Could it be that you don't even have the courage to fight me and defeat me head-on, so you insist on using these dirty methods?"

Hearing this, Jiang Feng raised his eyebrows,
"What you said makes sense."

"Forget it, then as you said, you and I will fight."

"It's just that, in the battle between you and me above the Jing River, I lost to you and almost lost my life. This time, if you lose the battle, what should you do?"

Jiang Feng said with great interest.

Yang Jian stared intently,
"If I am defeated, I will be killed or cut to pieces, so please listen to me!"

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Feng immediately restrained the smile on his face, and said seriously: "Happy, what I'm waiting for is your words!"

"If you can defeat me, we will cancel the matter of you capturing me back then. I have the right to pretend that I have not seen anything in the secret room today."

"how do you feel?"

Yang Jian nodded,

"Just do it!"

Before he finished speaking, he turned his wrist, and a mysterious light appeared on his palm.

Under the mysterious light, a cold light suddenly appeared.

Three-pointed two-edged knife, unsheathed!
Dressed in a silver battle armor, it appeared out of thin air.

Under the surging momentum, the cloak behind him fluttered and made a sound.

Seeing this, Jiang Feng put down the bamboo slip in his hand, and his pair of dragon pupils were full of fighting spirit.

Fierce battles are imminent!

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