The Shenwu Sect and the Tianfeng Sect were at war with each other, and the entire Sima City was filled with the smell of gunpowder.
However, neither of the two parties is willing to make the first move, lest it be used as an excuse to provoke internal strife.
This won't work. If you don't take action, how can Ji Jie and Cheng Jizong profit from it? He rolled his eyes and thought of an idea.
Late at night, Ji Jie led several people from the Beiyuan Sect, picked up several loads of excrement, and threw it all in front of the Tianfeng Sect's ancestral hall.
At dawn, several disciples of the Shenwu Sect went to the dining hall to eat. Suddenly, someone attacked them from behind and knocked them to the ground. Only one of them did not faint on the spot. He clearly saw that the person was wearing the clothes of the Tianfeng Sect.
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In fact, that person was Ji Jie.
After receiving the news, Elder Shenwu immediately ordered everyone to bring their fellows to the Tianfeng Sect for discussion. Elder Yuntian here was so angry that his nose was crooked. Looking at the smelly scene in front of the sect hall, he yelled at everyone to gather and go.
Looking for trouble with Shenwuzong.
When the two parties met on the road, they drew their weapons and waited for an order to kill them.
"Old man Yuntian, what do you mean?" Elder Shenwu shouted.
"Old thief Shenwu, I still want to ask you!" Elder Yuntian did not show any weakness at all, and his voice was even higher.
Yesterday it was an alliance of advancing and retreating together, but today it has been called "old men and old thieves". Such an alliance is really unreliable.
"I'm so angry. The bad guys are the first to complain, old man!"
"Evil man, he is a evil man, but he bites you in return, old thief!"
"Hit me!"
"superior!"
The group fight began, with hundreds of people fighting together, and more and more people joined in, making the scene bigger and bigger.
Ji Jie stood on a high place and looked at the fighting scene with a smile, and said to Sima Xueran beside him: "How is it, it worked!"
Sima Xueran snorted: "You are really a loser. These two groups are too impatient!"
"What they need is a fuse!" Ji Jie said with a smile: "They all hope that the other party will take action first, so that they can legitimately fight back. I just gave them a reason to take action, haha!"
"What's a trigger?"
"Uh! Well, I'll explain this to you later!" Ji Jie suddenly realized that gunpowder hadn't been invented yet, and of course there was no fuse, so it couldn't be explained.
The fight lasted for a long time, but unfortunately no one was killed. After all, everyone's surname was Sima. Although there was hatred, blood was thicker than water, and no one killed him.
"This is just the beginning!" Ji Jie said meaningfully: "I think this kind of group fight will continue, and there will always be deaths, the conflict will become more intensified, and the two parties will become in trouble and consume each other!"
Of course, Chengji Sect will not just be a bystander. It is time to resolve their internal conflicts. With the Nanshan Sect who eats inside and outside, it will never be possible for them to achieve great things.
When Sima Jing received the news of the internal fighting between the two sects, he finally understood why the two elders Shenwu and Yuntian refused to attend the appointment yesterday. He almost brought his men over to break up the fight. Later, he heard that the two sides were fighting fiercely.
I began to retreat in my heart, don't risk yourself again if you can't persuade me to fight.
"It's broken, this must be a conspiracy of the Beiyuan faction!" Sima Jing realized the seriousness of the matter. Yesterday, Sima Heng and Sima Mu announced their withdrawal, and today the Shenwu Sect and the Tianfeng Sect started fighting. It was obvious that this was a trap.
What's the use of thinking about this? They can't stop fighting once they've started. Even if they tell Elder Shenwu and Elder Yuntian this, they can't sit together again. In their eyes, Chengji Sect doesn't count at all.
obstacle.
"Two old fools!" Sima Jing said with hatred: "You don't even know if you have fallen into the trap. When you both lose, Beiyuan and Youlin will reap the benefits. What else will you use to fight against them?"
?It seems that we have to send someone to Yellow Bull Town. This matter can only be done by the Can Lang Group, otherwise I will never be able to stay out of it!"
The assassination plan was restarted. This time the target of the assassination was changed from Sima Mu and his son to Sima Heng. Once Sima Heng died, the Beiyuan faction was left without a leader. Even if Sima Xueran succeeded him immediately, she would be busy for a while by rectifying internal affairs. How could she have any experience?
To compete for the position of the head of the family, even if she comes to compete, what qualifications does an elder who has just taken office have? It will not be her turn to come to power!
"Send someone to Huangniu Town and deliver this letter to Tuke!" Sima Jing wrote a personal letter and asked his confidants to deliver the letter.
Tu Ke received the letter and after reading it, he said to Sa Xuqi who was recovering from his injuries: "The target of the assassination has changed. This time it is Sima Heng. Second brother, you can rest here to recover from your injuries. I will go there myself!"
"Then I'll bother you, brother, to make a trip!" Sa Xuqiao said.
After lunch, Tuke set out on the road carrying a thick backpack, and soon arrived at Sima City Walled City. Sima Jing's people brought him in. Everyone's attention was attracted by the internal fighting, and no one noticed him.
s arrival.
But none of this escaped Ji Jie's notice. The three brothers looked rough on the outside, but they were good at tracking. They had been hunting in the mountains since they were young, and sometimes they would lie down in the snow in order to hunt a deer.
Not moving for two days.
At night, in Sima Heng's study, Tuke was wearing night clothes, carrying an exquisite hand crossbow on his back, with sleeve arrows in his sleeves, and tiptoeing close to the place with a dagger in his hand.
He put his hand in his mouth, and then gently opened the window paper. Sima Heng was the only one in the study, reading a book.
He took out a bamboo pipe, slowly stretched it in, and blew out a puff of white smoke. Within a moment, Sima Heng was lying on the table, and Tuke used a dagger to open the door latch and walked in swaggeringly.
"Old guy, I've wronged you. You don't know how you died until you die!" Tuke raised his dagger and said, "Don't hate me. Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its own owner. I'm just a person who used money to pay for others."
It’s just a disaster. When you get to the Lord of Hell, don’t complain wrongly!”
After saying that, Tu Ke's right hand holding the dagger suddenly stabbed down.
"Du..." The sharp dagger actually pierced the table. Tuke thought he was dazzled. Sima Heng was clearly lying on the table, but why did he disappear in the blink of an eye?
It was broken, he subconsciously turned around and left!
Unable to leave, the door was blocked, and it was Sima Heng who was stunned and jumped out of the window!
"Crash...bang..."
As soon as Tuk broke open the two wooden windows, he was knocked back by a stronger force. After landing, he turned over and saw a strong man holding a giant ax standing outside the window.
"Since you're here, why don't you stay for a while!" Sima Heng said.
No, the voice is wrong. This voice sounds like that of a young man. It should not come from a man in his fifties. Tuke frowned and asked: "Who are you?"
Sima Heng reached out and took off the beard on his face, and immediately turned into another person. He smiled and said: "Zhao Wenjun, Ji Jie!"
Several other windows were opened at the same time, and the three Xiong brothers each held a giant axe, standing majestically beside Ji Jie.