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

The gangsters were so scared that they were no one looking. They all 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 and leave!" 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 tight and was afraid that he would pee his pants after staying for a while.

"Dadada...Dadada...Dadada...Dada..." The driver was even more nervous. He started the car in a row, but was actually turned off twice. This was something he had never driven in ten years. If it were this technology, he would have been fired by the director.

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

He could run over the beam by rushing hard by driving, but he really didn't have the courage. The facts just now proved that no one who was used as a match for the beam was good, either cutting his hands and feet or being half dead. The driver was just a small person who worked and earned a salary, so he didn't dare to take the huge risk of using as a match for the beam, and immediately released the ignition key, pulled up the handbrake, stopped the car completely, and waited for Liang Yong's trial.

"What do 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 Yong said calmly, no expression was seen from 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. He had never heard of this name before, so he had to follow Liang Yong's words: "My name is Liu Jianfang, and he is the director of the county construction bureau." He deliberately reported his position, and wanted to shock Liang Yong.

Unexpectedly, Liang Yong was indifferent when he heard his introduction. Just like listening to flies fart, he 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 plans 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 occupying the Zhongnan Mountains, the basin, and refused to relocate. The rectification notices were not allowed after repeated orders were not enough, so we came to work on site this time." When talking about this, Liu Jianfang's official spirit gradually showed its excitement, and in the end he could be excited and upset.

"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, and just allocate funds to repair and erect roads, bridges and power supply communication lines. We understand the work of the government and strongly support it. But after Director Liu Jianfang came to see it, he became selfish and wanted to work with real estate developers to develop a rural villa here. He changed his mind to demolish our Peach Blossom Palace and expropriate the land and houses passed down by our ancestors, but only gave very little compensation. We have lived here for tens of millions of years and it is impossible to relocate." As soon as Liu Jianfang finished speaking, a middle-aged nun next to the old nun rushed over angrily to refute. It seemed that she was 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 in a angrily step.

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, I am Lingshan's aunt. I am currently the official family of the Taohua Palace. You are our palace master. Just call me my name in the future. I can't afford to call Master." Yue Baochai immediately changed into a smile when facing Liang Yong's question, just like a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law, and she loved her more and more, 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 call you aunt, and when there are many people, I call you aunt Baochai." Liang Yong said seriously, he did not dare to be frivolous about these elders.

"Haha, the palace master called me that, wouldn't it be a killing me? But it's okay, our Taohua Palace didn't talk about that old custom. It seems more intimate that you call me, so call me aunt! Come on, let me introduce it to you. This is our Master Ciyun, the guardian of the Taohua Palace Temple, and my grandmother and the old lady of Lingshan." Yue Baochai was suddenly moved by Liang Yong's sincerity, laughed heartily, and pulled Liang Yong to introduce it to 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 grandmas 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."

"Hello Grandma Jinhua!"

"Good boy..."

With Yue Baochai's introduction, Liang Yong gradually clarified the composition of the maids of the Taohua Palace. By Yue Lingshan's generation, there were four generations. The first generation was only Master Ciyun. She was 1 year old this year, and all the sisters of the same generation had become immortals. The second generation was Yue Jinhua, Yue Yinhua, Yue Tiehua, and Yue Lihua, and they were also in their 80s. The third generation was Yue Meifang, Yue Lanfang, Yue Zhufang, and Yue Jufang. They are the four current managers of the Taohua Palace. Yue Baochai and other sisters are children of a sidelines. Because Yue Baochai has excellent management skills, he is also in power in the Taohua Palace. The fourth generation is Yue Lingshan, Yue Zishan, Yue Xiangshan, and Yue Tieshan.

There are only four girls in each generation's direct descendants, and they are all backup candidates for the saint. The other women can only be regarded as sidelines, and if they have excellent abilities, they will be reused. Although the direct descendants of the Peach Blossom Palace are so defined, the brothers and sisters have been intimate for thousands of years, and there is no gap between the direct descendants and sidelines. Everyone is sharing the joys and sorrows and guarding the family business of the Peach Blossom Palace.
Chapter completed!