In the year of Jiayin.

Ding Chou Yue.

Bingyin day.

The 21st day of the twelfth lunar calendar.

There are no taboos.

In Maoshan Yuanfu Palace, Sanqing Hall, the head of the outer Mao Sect, Chen Qingyan, wearing a red robe and holding a snow-white whisk in his hand. He was 103 years old, but his complexion did not decline at all. He stood straight at the bottom of the statue with a rosy face and kind face.

"Meet the head!"

At the moment, Shi Jian, wearing a green robes and holding a green wood sword, stepped into the hall with seven figures and bowed to worship.

Chen Qingyan's eyes swept over the figure behind him and said with a smile: "You don't have to be too polite to me..."

Shi Jian nodded slightly, raised his arm, and led his confidants, including Shi Shaojian, to the lower right of the head. His thin cheeks were serious and stern.

"Meet the head." Not long after, Uncle Jiu, wearing a yellow robes and carrying a peach wood sword, came with six people, including Qin Yao, and bowed to salute.

Chen Qingyan still looked like a smile and sighed: "Little Gillian, long time no see."

Uncle Jiu: "..."

The old face turned slightly red.

This old naughty boy definitely did it on purpose.

Even if you call Feng Jiao, it’s OK!

Little Gillian...

What a shame.

Qin Yao raised his eyebrows and looked at the old Taoist priest deeply. Seeing that his smiling eyes were a bit kind of kind and gentle, he knew that the name was just a joke.

There is no way, who made Uncle Jiu famous Lin Fengjiao? I can’t say that calling you a name means disrespecting you?

However... I called Uncle Jiu and Xiao Jiao in person, and she looked very happy.

Is it worth getting beaten up?

"You are Xiao Ajiao's third disciple, what's your name?" As if sensing his gaze, Chen Qingyan looked at it with the flow.

Without waiting for the Ninth Uncle to remind him, Qin Yao quickly came to his senses and clasped his fists and said, "Qin Yao greets the head teacher."

Inexplicably, a feeling of a tycoon from the world came to his face, hitting the old Taoist priest's laughter with joy, giving him a hilarious laugh.

At thirty, at forty, at forty, at thirty, at thirty, at thirty, at thirty, at thirty, at thirty, at thirty, at thirty, at thirty, at thirty, at thirty, at thirty, at thirty, at thirty, without breaking the rules.

The old Taoist priest has long passed the stage of not exceeding the rules. He laughs from the heart, like a child, no longer abides by some secular rules...

I don’t know if it was because of the other party’s pure gaze or simply because of the old Taoist priest’s personal charm. Qin Yao was surprised, but he didn’t think that the old man was sick, and he almost laughed out loud.

It's like when you watch a short video, you will see a pleasing person laughing. You may be infected, and even if you don't know the cause and effect, you will laugh.

Of course, the premise is to be pleasing to the eye, otherwise it will be mentally retarded!

"Greetings to the head, to Senior Brother Shi Jian, to Senior Brother Lin."

Just as the two of them had big eyes facing small eyes, Qin Yao couldn't help laughing, a long-faced Taoist priest wearing a golden Taoist robe and a red and blue gossip gold square scarf walked into the hall alone, rubbed his nose, and bowed his hand to worship.

"Mamadi, who asked you to wear a golden Taoist robe?" Perhaps the color of the Taoist robe on his body was too sexy, and Shi Jian, who claimed to be the future elder of the Punishment Hall, could no longer bear it.

"Is this the legendary uncle Mamadi?" Qin Yao's body shook and he took a step back silently.

Brother Yao is not afraid of ghosts, monsters, but he is afraid of this kind of 25 who specializes in cheating on his teammates.

The man from Mamadi had a bad temper and was very worried. Seeing Shi Jian scolding him in front of so many people, he felt very unhappy: "What color of Taoist robe do I wear have to do with you? If you don't like it, go out."

Shi Jian said angrily: "Rareless."

"You are arrogant, how can you let your voice be in front of the leader?" Mamadi was startled by him and said with a strong face.

"Okay, okay, don't argue, you two, just the color of a Taoist robe, it's not harmful." Chen Qingyan could not make the clay statue, and waved his hand and said.

Shi Jian's face was gloomy, but he gave the head face.

Mamadi muttered in a habitual manner, and glanced at Xiang Yizhuang.

‘Don’t come over~’ Qin Yao widened his eyes and shouted in his heart.

However, I was afraid of something and came to me. I saw Mamadi smiled and walked straight to Uncle Jiu: "Senior Brother Lin, how are you doing lately?"

Uncle Jiu didn't like him and nodded with a smile: "It's great, it's great..."

"Greetings to the head and see all the senior brothers." Just as the two of them were greeting each other, they wore a yellow Taoist robe and held a yellow banner in their hands and walked in across the door and saluted forward.

"Are you driving the body again?" Chen Qingyan looked at the word "Ling" on his yellow banner and asked with a smile.

"I just brought a group of customers and I will send them to the underworld after the meeting later." Simu responded with a smile.

Chen Qingyan: “…”

Just ask extra questions.

"Big nephew, long time no see." Seeing that the leader obviously didn't want to pay attention to him, his eyes were not embarrassed, and turned to Qin Yao and said.

There is no way, he is the highest in the audience, and naturally the most eye-catching.

Hearing the name of the eldest nephew, Shi Jian wanted to say something, but in the end he forced himself to hold it back.

Then, he held a banner, a flag, and a cymbal Taoist; Qianhe, Wu Cai, Wang Hai, Qi Gu, Yuan Laodao...

Famous and unknown, and Maoshan disciples came one after another.

The finale was a middle-aged woman wearing a white fashion without a Taoist robe. She laughed before she could speak, and her laughter was wild, but when she saw Uncle Jiu, her wild laughter suddenly stopped, and two red clouds suddenly appeared on her face.

How to say it.

In just five seconds, the funny feeling came to my face.

"Azhe, find a place to stand. It's time to have a meeting." Chen Qingyan coughed lightly and waved his hand and said.

Zu Gu (Wu Xie) nodded slightly and came to Uncle Jiu without thinking: "Senior Brother Lin."

Uncle Jiu was a little embarrassed to resist the other party's hot gaze, and he didn't dare to look directly at the other party: "Junior sister, please stand by Mamadi first."

Zu Gu turned her head and glanced at Mamadi. The latter instantly took out the index finger inserted into her nostrils as if she was electrocuted, rubbing it behind her back.

vomit……

Hu Gu's face turned green and she turned around to Mao Shanming: "Senior Brother Lin, I think it's good to be next to Senior Brother Mao."

Mamadi: "…"

What's the meaning?

Who is it!

I'm so disliked?

Mamadi was very hurt in her heart.

"Okay, everyone, since everyone is here, let's start today's discussion."

Chen Qingyan put away his smile and opened his mouth to attract everyone's attention: "The main content of today's discussion is whether it is necessary to set up a prison hall in Maoshan. I hope you all express your opinions, let us work together to make a decision that meets the expectations of most people."

"I'll talk about it first."

Shi Jian stepped out, and his gloomy eyes glanced at all the brothers and sisters: "I proposed the establishment of the prison hall, and no one knew the meaning of it better than me.

First of all, doing this can prevent the kiss from hiding each other and maintain the sacredness of Maoshan precepts.

Secondly, doing this can prevent the loved one from suffering and the enemy from getting better, and avoid damaging the Taoist heart of those who violate the rules.

Finally, without rules, there is no radius. The Punishment Hall is the guardian of Maoshan rules. It can remove the worms in Maoshan, making our Maoshan faction more protracted and prosperous. …”

"My attitude is over. Who agrees and who opposes??"
Chapter completed!