"Okay, the game is over. I will raise my hands and stand there in a row and squat." Liang yelled coldly, and the rat hand pulled out an m16 assault rifle in his arms. This guy is amazing. He can shoot more than a thousand bullets in one minute in a row.

The gangsters were so scared that they were no one looking. They stood up their hands and stood up to the wall and squatted down honestly. The group of migrant workers carrying sledgehammers were so scared that they collapsed on the ground, regretting that they hadn't fainted at this time.

Who is fighting whom today? Which bandits were invited by the nunnery? Not only is it cruel and ruthless, but it is so capable, and even guns.

"Drive quickly, go," the director in the car turned pale and urged the driver to drive and run away. He was the director of the demolition, but not the director of explosion-proof. He had never seen such a scene before. He felt his lower body was tight and he was afraid that he would pee his pants after staying for a while. .

"Dadada...she...dadada...she...she..." The driver was even more nervous. He started the car in succession and was actually turned off twice. This is something he had never driven in ten years. If it were this, it was usually the case. The technology has been fired by the director.

"Stop starting, he can't leave for the time being," Suddenly a lazy and indifferent voice rang out of the car window, and the driver saw Liang Yong standing in front of the car.

He can knock over the beam and run away by rushing hard, but he really doesn't have the courage. The facts just now prove that no one who is used as the opposite beam has a good ending. He either breaks his hands and feet or is half dead. The driver is just a worker and gets a salary. The little man dared not take the huge risk of being used by the beam as a match, and was loyal to him immediately released the ignition key, pulled up the handbrake, stopped the car completely, and waited for the trial of Liang.

"You...what do you want to do," the director said tremblingly as if he was calm.

"Get out of the car, let's talk," Liang said calmly, unable to see any expression on his face.

The director got out of the car obediently, and several men in suits who wanted to secretly take a small road to escape were also chased back by Yue Lingshan and several junior sisters.

"My name is Liang Yong," Liang Yong introduced himself.

The director didn't know who Liang Yong was. I had never heard of this name before, so I had to follow Liang Yong's words: "My name is Liu Jianfang, and I am the director of the county construction bureau." I deliberately reported my position, and wanted to shock Liang Yong. .

Unexpectedly, Liang Yong was indifferent when he heard his introduction. He was just like listening to flies farting, and still asked coldly: "What are you doing here today?"

"It is naturally a business for me to come here. The county vigorously integrated tourism resources and developed the tourism industry the year before yesterday. It is planned to build our county into the most distinctive tourism county in Kunlun Mountains in two years. The tourism output value exceeds 1 billion yuan in five years. The preliminary work was very smooth, and the herdsmen and the masses cooperated very well, but here, this feudal remnant nunnery refused to accept the county's renovation plan, forcibly occupied the Zhongnan Mountains, that is, the basin, and refused to relocate. He repeatedly ordered rectification notices No, so we came to work on site this time," Liu Jianfang's official spirit gradually showed his anger when talking about this matter, and in the end he could feel excited and uproar with a righteous and righteous style.

"This is simply nonsense. The county has a scenic spot development plan, and it is also a historical scenic spot. The original plan was to keep the existing folk customs and customs intact, just allocate funds to roads, bridges and power supply communication lines We understand the government's work and strongly support it. However, after Director Liu Jianfang came to see it with a group of experts, he became selfish and wanted to work with real estate developers to develop a rural villa here. He temporarily changed his mind to demolish our Taohua Palace. The expropriation of land and houses passed down by our ancestors only gives little compensation. We have lived here for tens of millions of years and it is impossible to relocate," Liu Jianfang just finished speaking, a middle-aged nun next to the old nun rushed over angrily to refute. It seems that she is a straightforward person.

"I can't tell you guys, the county's documents are all in the car, I can show you," Liu Jianfang scolded him irritably.

"You send all the documents, so you can write them any way you want," the nun did not let him scold him.

They were still arguing and were stopped by Liang Yong, and asked at the nun: "Master, what should I call you?"

"I am not a master. My name is Yue Baochai, and I am Lingshan's aunt. I am currently the official family of Taohua Palace. You are our palace master. Just call me my name in the future. I can't afford to call Master." Yue Baochai faced Liang Yong The question immediately changed into a smile, just like the mother-in-law watching her son-in-law, the more she looked at her son-in-law, and she also had deep respect.

"You are an elder. If I don't call you a master, I will call you aunt. There must be many aunts here. When there are few people, I will call you aunt. When there are many people, I will call you aunt Baochai," Liang Yong said seriously. He dared not treat these elders. Frivolous.

"Haha, the palace master called me that, wouldn't it be a killing me? But it's fine, our Peach Blossom Palace didn't talk about that old custom. It seems more intimate that you call me, just call me aunt, come, I'll give it to you Introduction, this is our Master Ciyun, the guardian of the Temple of the Peach Blossom Palace, and also my grandmother and the old lady of Lingshan." Yue Baochai was suddenly moved by Liang Yong's sincerity, laughed heartily, and pulled Liang Yong away. Introduced from the crowd.

"Hello old lady, junior Liang Yong will pay you my respects,"

"Haha, good boy, you are taller than me in your position,"

"This is Yue Jinhua Grandma. There are three mothers in the back mountain of the palace, Yue Yinhua, Yue Tiehua and Yue Lihua, who are practicing in seclusion. They are the great guardians in the palace."

"Good Grandma Jinhua,"

"Good boy..."

With Yue Baochai's introduction, Liang Yong gradually clarified the composition of the peach blossom palace maids. By Yue Lingshan's generation, there were four generations. The first generation was only Master Ci Yun. She is 120 years old this year, and all the sisters of the same generation have become The second generation is Yue Jinhua, Yue Yinhua, Yue Tiehua, Yue Lihua, and Yue Lihua. They are also in their 80s. The third generation is Yue Meifang, Yue Lanfang, Yue Zhufang, and Yue Jufang. They are the four current managers of Taohua Palace, Yue Baochai and others. The sisters are children of a sideline. Because Yue Baochai has excellent management skills, she serves as an official in the Taohua Palace and is in power. The fourth generation is Yue Lingshan, Yue Zishan, Yue Xiangshan and Yue Tieshan.

Each generation has only four girls, and they are all candidates for the saints. Other women can only be regarded as sidelines. If they have excellent abilities, they will be reused. Although the direct line level of the Taohua Palace is so defined, there are tens of millions. But the brothers and sisters have been intimate over the years, and there is no gap between the direct descendants and the side descendants. Everyone is sharing the joys and sorrows and hardships to guard the family business of the Peach Blossom Palace.
Chapter completed!