The strongest collapse system

Chapter 550
As soon as you enter the Wuji Kingdom, you will see neat people and bustling scenery in the street market. You can also see Fenggelonglou, pearl curtains, and colorful flags fluttering. It is a prosperous and peaceful scene.

Wang Fan looked at the peaceful and prosperous scene in the city, then looked up at the demon cloud covering the city, and sighed in his heart.

"Let's go directly to the main hall to find the king, first subdue the demon, and then change the Guan Wen, so as to save the trouble of going to another yamen." Tang Seng said.

"Okay." Wang Fan agreed.

Guided by the crown prince of the Wuji Kingdom, Wang Fan and others traveled unimpeded all the way to the court gate.

"These masters are sent by the Great Tang Dynasty of the Eastern Land to go to the Western Heaven to worship Buddha and seek Buddhist scriptures. They came here today to change the document. Please convey it to the Lord, so that the good results will not be missed." The prince said to the Huangmen official.

The Huangmen official immediately entered the Duanmen, knelt on the steps outside the main hall, and said: "There are four foreigners who say they are imperial envoys from the Tang Dynasty in the east. If you dare to trespass, you are listening to the announcement outside the door."

"Xuan." A powerful voice came from the hall.

The Huangmen official immediately went to the court gate, and Xuan Wangfan and others had an audience.

When Wang Fan and others came to the Jinluan Hall, they saw two classes of civil and military officials and four hundred court officials, all of them dignified and dignified, with imposing appearances.

And the emperor on the dragon chair is really handsome, with the appearance of Emperor Wenchang and the bearing of Emperor Dongyue.Of course, it is the appearance and demeanor on the portraits enshrined in Taoist temples.

Compared with the real god, this fake king is much worse.

"Why is this monk so stupid? When he saw His Majesty, he neither bowed down nor saluted, nor even sang a song, how rude!" An official commented under the steps.

After a while, seeing that Tang Monk still had no intention of saluting, the fake king sitting on the dragon chair couldn't bear it, and asked, "Where does the monk come from?"

"The poor monk is an imperial envoy from the Tang Dynasty in the Eastern Land of Nanzhan Buzhou to go to the Daleiyin Temple in the Tianzhu Kingdom in the Western Regions to worship the Living Buddha and seek the truth. Now he is in the precious land and dare not spend it empty. He came here to change the customs clearance certificate." Tang Seng said. .

The false king said angrily, "So what about your Eastern Land Tang Dynasty? I am not a subject of the Tang Dynasty. I will not pay tribute to you, and I will not communicate with your country. Why do you see me as rude and do not pay homage?"

"My Dongtu Tang Dynasty has been a state of heaven since ancient times. It has been called the upper state for a long time. You are the border state of the lower soil. Since ancient times, the emperor of the upper state is the father and the king; the emperor of the lower state is the minister and the son. You have never Come to pick me up, how dare you blame me for not paying homage?" Tang Seng said.

The fake king was even more angry, and said directly: "Take down this wild monk!"

The king's life is like a mountain, and the guards under the steps immediately rushed up and surrounded Tang Seng and others.

"Don't come!"

Zhu Bajie yelled, pointed with his hand, and performed a body-fixing technique, immobilizing all the guards and the civil and military men of the Manchu Dynasty, unable to move, like puppets and clay figurines.

Seeing this scene, the fake king showed no signs of panic.

With a slight leap, he jumped off the dragon bed and came to the bottom of the steps.

Tang Seng was so frightened that he retreated repeatedly, and finally hid behind Wang Fan.

The fake king walked closer, first looked at Tang Monk, then at Bajie Sha Monk, and finally his eyes rested on Wang Fan.

"I don't know who it is. It turns out to be Wang Fan, the traitor of the Heavenly Court." The fake king said coldly, "You escaped from the foot of the Five Elements Mountain. If you didn't devote yourself to cultivating, why did you come to meddle in the affairs of my Wuji Kingdom?"

Wang Fan looked at the fake king without saying a word.

"I heard that you were entrusted by Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva to escort Tang Monk to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures. You should do this meritorious deed honestly and don't meddle in your own business!" Seeing Wang Fan's silence, the fake king became even more imposing.

Seeing the face of the fake king, Zhu Bajie couldn't help but jumped out.

"What a monster, forcibly usurping other people's foundation, how dare you be so arrogant, and eat my old pig!" Zhu Bajie held the Shangbaoqin gold rake with both hands, and was about to move towards the fake king.

"Who told you that I usurped other people's property?" The fake king tilted his head and looked at Zhu Bajie with a half-smile.

Zhu Bajie froze for a moment, the nine-tooth rake in his hand couldn't swing it.

If you listen to both, you will be clear, and if you believe, you will be dark.

From the beginning to the end, it is indeed a one-sided statement by the ghost who claims to be the king of the Wuji Kingdom, and the truth remains to be investigated.

"Then you should tell me and see how you can quibble."

Zhu Bajie didn't relax his vigilance, and Monk Sha blocked the false king's retreat one after the other.

The face of the fake king was unmoved and turned a blind eye.

"Five years ago, there was a severe drought in the Wuji country, and the people were in dire straits. I came here from Zhongnan Mountain. When I saw the people in distress, I cast some magic spells to cure the disease and save them. Unexpectedly, the king of the Wuji country knew about it, so he invited me to the Jinluan Hall. I implore me to pray for rain." The fake king said, "At that time, he promised me that if he succeeded in praying for rain, he would make friends with me and rule the world together."

Tang Seng and Wang Fan looked at each other and nodded slightly.

These are in line with what the ghost of the black-bone chicken king said.

It's just that what the fake king said next made Wang Fan and Tang Seng change their colors slightly.

"I succeeded in praying for rain, and the king really made friends with me eight times, became brothers, and ruled the world together. Because of praying for rain, I was loved by the people in Wuji, and I assisted the king in managing the government. The national power is booming. I used to be harmonious and beautiful, but unfortunately I underestimated people's hearts! My prestige gradually surpassed that so-called "brother". Poisoned wine, and nearly a hundred knives and axes rushed out from the dark, trying to put me to death." The fake king sneered.

Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha looked at each other in blank dismay, and loosened their hands holding the weapon.

If what the false king said was true, then everything would make sense.

Why did the fake king usurp the throne after two years of sworn marriage.

It's not that the fake king can't bear it, but the real king can't bear it!
How can other people sleep on the side of the couch!

As for the result of the real king's poisoned wine, one can imagine.

After all, the vision of mortals is a little narrow. In Wang Fan's systematic detection, this fake king is already the strength of the heavenly realm. How can mere mortal poisoned wine be effective?
So the real king was killed by the Taoist priest of the fake king and thrown into the octagonal glazed well in the imperial garden, which became very reasonable.

"This..." Tang Seng listened to the fake king's story and hesitated for a moment.

Compared with the words of the ghost of the real king, the words of the false king are more reasonable and convincing.

Tang Seng was originally just a monk, not an official of Qingtian who could distinguish right from wrong. Now that the public is right and his mother-in-law is right, he doesn't know what to do.

"General Wang, what do you think about this matter?" Tang Seng had no choice but to rely on Wang Fan.

Tang Seng, Zhu Bajie, and Monk Sha all set their eyes on Wang Fan, waiting for him to make a decision.

(End of this chapter)