Chapter 291 I don't want you, Yang Jianguo is a god
But they have been together for ten years, and even though they are the father-in-law, they don't feel any affection, but they can't help but stare blankly at Jiang Ziya, who is obviously completely lifeless in front of him.
'Is he really dead?'
On the only couch in the tent, Jiang Ziya was lying motionless, without any breath, and was no different from a dead person.
The rest, including San Yisheng, Nangong Shi, Mao Gongsui, Zhou Gongdan, and the Four Sages and Eight Horses, also stood around the lifeless Jiang Ziya.
But only the next group of disciples from Chan's teaching, Nezha, Jin Zha, Muzha, Yang Jian, Huang Tianhua, Han Dulong, and Xue Ehu, were obviously unable to stand apart, and Lei Zhenzi's huge body was even more inaccessible.
Everyone's eyes couldn't help but fall on Jiang Ziya's motionless body.
That old face full of traces of time.
That head of slightly messy silky white hair.
He was also wearing a plain white Taoist uniform that was showing signs of wear and tear.
Ji Fa was stunned on the surface, but he didn't know what he was feeling in his heart. He was wearing the same phoenix robe, but his handsome appearance was a little more mature, but his heart was obviously not as clear-headed as it was ten years ago.
I couldn't help but look at Jiang Ziya's corpse and my eyes were straightened. I had never seen it so close and carefully in ten years, and I couldn't help but feel secretly in my heart.
'You are the Prime Minister who instigated an army to attack the Zhou Dynasty. You said that in the Guxi Zhou Dynasty, the six hundred years of Shang Dynasty became Tang Dynasty and the Great Shang Dynasty was destroyed.
Just die...
The disciples of your sect watched you die helplessly. As expected of your evil sect, the fairies of your sect promised to give you seven days, so why didn’t you ask for help? Not even the disciples of your sect.
Help?
Are you playing a trick on me? You knew you couldn't die, so you didn't ask for help. I think the disciples you taught must also know this, otherwise why didn't anyone ask for help?
But I don’t believe that Prime Minister, you will die like this. Looking at all the disciples in your sect, not even one is sad, and they all have different expressions. You are worthy of being a member of the evil cult;
But if you die like this, even if you dare to risk your life, you will never die, but you still have to cry and be sad. So why bother?
I know you can't die, I miss you and you know you can't die, everyone knows Prime Minister, you can't die, I know you can't die, but I still have to cry.
Alas! There are hypocrites all around me, but I have to be hypocritical. Prime Minister, you also force me to be hypocritical. Otherwise, I will be an unfaithful, unfilial, unkind and unjust person. Otherwise, why would you die after seeing my father?
, but not sad at all?'
As a result, he stared straight at Jiang Ziya's lifeless body for a moment, tears fell uncontrollably from his face, and he couldn't help crying and spoke.
"My father-in-law has worked hard for the country and has never enjoyed happiness. Once this happens, how can I bear it? It hurts to say it!"
On the other side were San Yisheng, Nangong Shi, Mao Gongsui, Zhou Gongdan, and the four sages and eight horses behind him. Suddenly, a strange color flashed in their eyes.
'Why are you so hypocritical, Your Majesty? Everyone in this account knows that the Prime Minister will never die like this. How could you not see it with your wisdom, Your Majesty? Why are you so hypocritical and crying, but you don't know who to cry to?'
But he didn't want to react in time. Yang Jian, who could not help but stare at Jiang Ziya on the other side, suddenly had tears in his eyes. Then he reached out to touch Jiang Ziya's chest and spoke quickly.
"Don't be too busy. The prime minister's body has not cooled down yet, and his chest is still hot. He is not expected to die immediately. He will stay on the couch."
The moment the words fell, everyone couldn't help but look strange, 'It seemed like Yang Jian's eggs were broken at the beginning, how could he recover so quickly?'
Nezha, Jin Zha, Muzha, Han Dulong, Xue Erhu, even Huang Tianhua, the twelve little hands and eyes on his face couldn't help but look at him strangely.
Almost everyone couldn't help but curse.
'I didn't expect you, Yang Jian, to be so hypocritical and shameless. You only came down the mountain to meet your uncle a few days ago? What feelings do you have? How does your uncle care about you? You even call me Prime Minister, not uncle, but you are still so hypocritical.
Eyes filled with tears followed by weeping;
If you are really sad, why haven’t you Yang Jian come to ask for help in the past few days?’
San Yisheng, Nangong Shi, Mao Gongsui, and Zhou Gongdan. Obviously Zhou Gongdan is still standing behind the three of them, but the three people behind them are all headed by him.
However, including the Four Sages and Eight Horsemen behind him, all of them couldn't help but glance sideways at Yang Jian.
'It is rumored that Yang Jian and Jiang Ziya have only met for a few days. They have never met before and have no feelings at all. At this time, they are still acting like prime ministers. They don't say a word about uncle, but with tears in their eyes, they are even more hypocritical and shameless than the second young master.
And the words "prime minister" and "prime minister" commensurate with each other clearly show that the same name is more important than family affection. If your uncle is already dead, but you still call him prime minister, how can calling him "master uncle" make you dead?
How can the people under your guidance not know that there is no way that Jiang Ziya can really die? In other words, if the chest is still hot, how can a person's body be instantly cooled after death?'
Everyone's expressions couldn't help but look extremely strange for a moment, but immediately they were also infected by the two of them, and they all stood around and cried silently.
But it was the Emperor Xin and the Holy Mother of Golden Light who came to watch invisibly with the Holy Mother of Golden Light. It was fine to see King Wu Jifa cry, but how many days had it been since you, Yang Jian, had seen Jiang Ziya?
What feelings are there at this time? If there are feelings, why is it that even though Jiang Ziya is dead, you don’t even call him uncle, but prime minister instead?
But it was Di Xin who was invisible in the dark. When he saw Yang Jian crying with tears in his eyes, he also couldn't help but look at him strangely and couldn't help but thought to himself.
'This is too shameless. I don't want you, Yang Jianguo, to be a godly man. If you are so inferior, let me keep you. Your teaching needs a shameless person like you. You are a sinister, despicable and shameless person, but you can still be regarded as a successor to the teaching.
Already.'
Di Xin's eyes were dim, and he couldn't help but think of the sinister side of Chan's teaching. It seemed that his disciples could not be killed no matter how hard they were killed, and even if they died, they could be resurrected.
But the people under Jie's teachings were all killed by him and could no longer be saved.
First, Nezha had his body cut off and his body cut off, but he still survived. Then Lei Zhenzi also lost his head, but he was still alive, just as good as a wolf's head. Huang Tianhua also died and came back to life, and Jiang Ziya died seven times but still couldn't die.
This is obviously the essential difference between explaining and teaching.
It can be said that every qi practitioner and demon clan in the world knows that the teachings of Jiejiao are all teachings without distinction, and all living beings are equal, so the disciples can coexist with the human race and the demon clan, and regard the common people of heaven and earth as the moral principle.
This is also the reason why those who are taught are called leftists, but just because they teach without distinction and uphold the idea of equality of all living beings, they are called "people who don't distinguish between people with hair and horns, people who are born from moisture and turned into eggs."
Everyone can live together in the same group.'
Regardless of the people who wear hair and horns, the people who are born from moisture and turn into eggs include the human race and the demon race, and also include the Yan Emperor Shennong who is the leader of the three emperors, because the Yan Emperor Shennong is the two horns on the head. Therefore, Jiejiao is also known as