Chapter 89 Injured Mamadi (please subscribe)
Jiayin year.
Ding Chouyue.
Bingyin day.
The 21st day of the twelfth lunar month in the old calendar.
No taboos.
Maoshan Yuanfu Palace, Sanqing Hall, the head of Waimao, Chen Qingyan, is wearing a red robe and holding a snow-white fly whisk. He is one hundred and three years old, but his complexion has not shown any signs of decline. He stands with an upright waist. At the bottom of the icon, the face is ruddy and kind.
"Meet the leader!"
At the moment of the hour, Shi Jian, wearing a green robe and holding a green wood sword, stepped into the hall with seven figures and bowed his hands.
Chen Qingyan glanced at the figure behind him and said with a smile: "Nephew, there is no need to be polite..."
Shi Jian nodded slightly, raised his arm, and led his close followers, including Shi Shaojian, to stand at the lower right of the headmaster, with a serious and old-fashioned look on his thin cheeks.
"Meet the leader." Soon after, Uncle Jiu, dressed in yellow robes and carrying a mahogany sword on his back, came with six people, including Qin Yao, and bowed in salute.
Chen Qingyan was still smiling and sighed: "Little Gillian, long time no see."
Uncle Jiu: "..."
The old face smiled slightly One red.
This old naughty boy definitely did it on purpose.
You can just call me Fengjiao!
Little Gillian...
What a shame.
Qin Yao raised his eyebrows and took a deep look at the old Taoist priest. Seeing the kindness and gentleness in his smiling eyes, he knew that the title was just a joke.
There is no other way, who gave Uncle Jiu the name Lin Fengjiao? Can't we say that calling you by your name means disrespecting you?
But...calling Uncle Jiu and Little Gillian in front of him seemed very satisfying.
Is it worth getting beaten and yelled at?
"You are little Gillian's third apprentice, what's your name?" As if sensing his gaze, Chen Qingyan looked at him.
Not waiting for Uncle Jiu to remind him, Qin Yao quickly came to his senses, cupped his fists and said, "Qin Yao pays homage to the master."
Inexplicably, a feeling of being a gangster came to him, which stabbed the old Taoist priest's smile and made him laugh happily.
At thirty, you stand upright; at forty, you are not confused; at fifty, you know your destiny; at sixty, your ears are attuned; at seventy, you follow your heart's desires without exceeding the rules.
The old Taoist priest has long passed the stage of not breaking the rules. He laughs from his heart, like a child, and no longer abides by some secular rules...
I don’t know if it is because of the other party’s pure eyes, or simply because Although Qin Yao was surprised by the old Taoist priest's charisma, he did not have the idea that the old man was sick, and he almost laughed out loud.
This is just like when you watch a short video and see a person who is pleasing to your eyes laughing. You are very likely to be infected. Even if you don’t know the cause and effect, you will laugh along with it.
Of course, the premise is that it is pleasing to the eye, otherwise it is just a sign of mental retardation!
"Greetings to the leader, to Senior Brother Shi Jian, to Senior Brother Lin."
Just as the two looked at each other with big eyes and Qin Yao couldn't help laughing, one of them was wearing a golden Taoist robe and wearing a The long-faced Taoist priest wearing a red and blue Bagua gold scarf walked into the hall alone, rubbed his nose, and bowed in obeisance.
"Mamadi, who asked you to wear a golden Taoist robe?" Perhaps the color of his Taoist robe was too aggressive, and Shi Jian, who claimed to be the future elder of the execution hall, couldn't stand it anymore.
"Is this the legendary Uncle Mamadi?" Qin Yao's tiger body trembled and he took a step back silently.
Brother Yao is not afraid of ghosts and demons, but he is afraid of those two hundred and five who specialize in cheating his teammates.
Mamadi has a bad temper and is obsessed with saving face. When he saw Shi Jian scolding him in front of so many people, he felt very unhappy: "What color does the robe I wear have anything to do with you? If you don't like it, go out."
Shi Jian said angrily: "You are so presumptuous, how can you be so quiet in front of the leader?" He was so frightened. Jump, and said with a strong face.
"Okay, okay, you two, stop arguing. Isn't it just the color of a Taoist robe? It's harmless." Chen Qingyan couldn't make the clay statue, so he waved his hand.
Shi Jian's face was gloomy, but he gave the leader face. Mamadi muttered a few words in a low voice out of habit and glanced at the Yizhuang family.
‘Don’t come over here~’ Qin Yao widened his eyes and shouted in his heart.
However, what are you afraid of, what are you coming for? He just smiled and walked straight to Uncle Jiu: "Senior Brother Lin, how are you doing lately?"
Uncle Jiu didn't want to see him, He smiled and nodded: "Very good, very good..."
"Greetings to the headmaster, hello to all the senior brothers." Just as the two of them were exchanging greetings, a four-eyed Taoist priest wearing a yellow robe and holding a yellow flag in his hand stepped through the door and saluted forward.
“Are you driving away corpses again?” Chen Qingyan looked at the word ‘order’ on his yellow flag and asked with a smile.
"I just brought a group of clients and will send them to the underworld after the meeting." Simu responded with a smile.
Chen Qingyan: "..."
No need to ask.
"Nephew, long time no see." Seeing that the leader obviously didn't want to talk to him anymore, he turned to Qin Yao without any embarrassment in his eyes.
There is no way, he is the tallest in the audience, and naturally the most eye-catching.
Hearing the title of eldest nephew, Shi Jian wanted to say something again, but in the end he held it back.
Subsequently, Taoist priests holding banners, flags, and cymbals; Qianhe, Wu Cai, Wang Hai, Qi Gu, Yuan Laodao...
Famous and unknown, a group of Maoshan disciples came one after another. .
The finale was a middle-aged woman who was not wearing a Taoist robe, but was wearing a white fashion. She laughed without saying anything, and her laughter was wild. But when she saw Uncle Jiu, her wild laughter suddenly stopped, and her face was sullen. Two red clouds suddenly appeared.
How to say it.
In just five seconds, a funny feeling came over me.
"Azhi, find a place to stand, it's time for a meeting." Chen Qingyan coughed lightly and waved his hand.
Gu Gu (Wu Zhi) nodded slightly and came to Uncle Jiu without thinking: "Senior Brother Lin."
Uncle Jiu couldn't resist the other party's fiery gaze, and he didn't dare to look directly into the other party's eyes: "Junior sister, please stand next to Mamadi first."
Aunt Sue turned her head and glanced at Mamadi, who As if being electrocuted, he instantly took out the index finger inserted into his nostril and rubbed it behind his back.
Ugh...
Gu Gu's face turned green, and she turned around and came to Mao Shanming: "Senior Brother Lin, I think it's good if I'm next to Senior Brother Mao."
Mamadi: "..."
What's the meaning?
Who is this!
Am I so disliked by others?
Mama was very hurt.
“Okay everyone, now that everyone is here, let’s start today’s discussion.”
Chen Qingyan put away the smile on his face and opened his mouth to attract everyone's attention: "The main content of today's discussion is whether it is necessary to establish a torture hall in Maoshan. I hope everyone can express their opinions. Let's work together to make a plan that meets the expectations of most people. "
"Let me talk about it first."
Shi Jian came out with a dark purpose. Guang glanced at all the brothers: "I proposed the establishment of the execution hall, and no one knows its meaning better than me.
First of all, doing this can prevent relatives from hiding from each other and maintain the sanctity of Maoshan's precepts. .
Secondly, this can prevent relatives from being hurt and enemies from being hurt, and avoid damaging the Taoist heart of the violator
Finally, there is no circle without rules. Xingtang is the guardian of Maoshan's rules. It can clear away the moths in Maoshan and make our Maoshan sect develop longer and more prosperously..."
"I've finished my attitude. Who is in favor and who is against? ? ”
(End of this chapter)