Chapter 337 Meeting the Ghost King
Ji Weiming ignored Jiaying's sudden kindness, and Jiaying's black hair stung his eyes.
The evil monk couldn't have thought that he would be able to gain Shisui's favor after growing hair.
Ji Weiming had been in the ghost world for more than half a month, and his spies who stayed in the divine realm had been keeping him updated with the latest intelligence. He knew about Jiaying's recent scandal.
From Ji Weiming's perspective, the rumor that Jiaying made a scene at Yongning Temple and threatened to return to secular life was nothing more than a new method of morally blackmailing Ye Xiaoman.
——I will ruin my reputation and give up everything for you. Please accept me for what I have done for you.
There is an implicit threat behind this kind of moral kidnapping. Everyone in the world knows that he is a heretic for Ye Xiaoman. If Ye Xiaoman rejects him, she will become the target of public criticism and will always bear the shackles of being a beauty who brings disaster.
When Ji Weiming thought that Ye Xiaoman's reputation would be damaged because of Jiaying, he almost wanted to kill Jiaying.
"Why did my royal brother bring a bunch of bald donkeys here?"
Ji Weiming spoke in an aggressive tone.
Except for Jiaying, the group of monks who were verbally humiliated by Ji Weiming collectively showed hurt expressions. Hey, that annoying Taoist priest with a big nose!
Ji Wenyi replied politely, "Buddhism exorcises evil spirits with half the effort."
Ji Wenyi was a little surprised, and his narrow eyes swept over Jiaying and Ji Weiming.
The three of them grew up together. Ji Weiming and Jiaying have similar personalities and a close relationship, but recently they suddenly fell out.
He loves to collect evidence against his enemies, and if he didn't have something important to do, he would really want to find out.
He asked Ji Weiming through voice transmission: [Why did you and Jiaying become enemies?]
Ji Weiming sneered.
Ji Wenyi didn't know that Jiaying was also his love rival. Ji Weiming felt both hatred and satisfaction because he had more key information than his brother.
"My dear brother, one day you will learn the truth. When that happens, you will probably regret not taking advantage of Jiaying's transgression to execute him this time. What a huge mistake it was."
Ji Wenyi was originally worried that Jiaying and Ji Weiming would unite to resist his rule, but today he witnessed their complete breakup with his own eyes, and he was finally relieved and in a good mood.
He pretended to care, but was actually gloating: "Jiaying had his memory wiped by Yongning Temple. He's a pitiful man. You might want to be more considerate of him."
Ji Weiming: [Heh.]
Jiaying stole his body, and others stole Jiaying's memories.
He turned around and said calmly, "When I see the Imperial Master like this today, I realize that the Buddhist saying that good deeds will be rewarded and evil deeds will be punished is indeed true."
Jiaying remained calm in the face of Ji Weiming's sarcasm. He had a clear mind and didn't take any of the attitudes others used towards him to heart.
Ji Wenyi asked Ji Weiming: "Have you arranged today's meeting?"
Ji Weiming recalled the setbacks he had encountered in front of the Ghost King over the past half month, and even his best temper began to turn hostile. "Hmm."
"What is the thing I asked you to find?"
Ji Weiming led them down the cliff. Along the way, there were traces of the Golden Armored Guards setting up camp. This desperate place had become a temporary base for the Divine Realm.
He looked out at the sky-high city walls in the distance and replied, "Everything is ready."
Ji Wenyi was finally 80% confident that he could break through the gates of hell on this trip, and he felt a little relieved.
"Follow the plan I have set," he nodded. "Today, only success is allowed, failure is not allowed."
The ancient road, the west wind, the place of negotiation is at the Broken Heart Pavilion.
The black miasma covered the sky and the sun, making it impossible to see one’s hand in front of one’s face.
The four pillars of the pavilion and the tables and chairs are all made of human bones.
A lake was dug out of the ground on one side of the pavilion, and the water from the sea of blood was used as the lake water. If you look closely, you will find that the lotus flowers floating on the lake are made of human beings, with human skin as leaves and red flesh as flowers.
Ji Wenyi raised his luxurious wide sleeves to cover his mouth and nose, and commented with a smile: "The taste of the ghost realm is still so bad."
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