Shi Jian was confused...
Even though he repeatedly refreshed the height of silver paper in his heart, he would find that he still underestimated the weight of silver paper every time he got into trouble!
These Taoist priests, even most of their fans, are fuckingly not worthy of the word "Tao".
Money, money, money, you know money. His short-sighted eyes make him feel heart and lungs hurt.
"Elder Shi, Maoshan Gate Rules have been going through thousands of years, and there are no regulations that prohibit disciples from interfering with the secular world. Don't you understand why this is?" Xu Jiping asked in a deep voice.
Shi Jian frowned: "The Maoshan Gate Rules are for all Maoshan disciples, and the rules I mentioned are only for the disciples of the Zhengtang. How can the two be confused?"
Xu Jiping shook his head: "I said this just to express a point of view. The Maoshan Gate Rules has been passed down for a long time and has been revised and improved by many generations of heads, which has formed today's rules. Elders, can those heads not think of things that can be thought of? If they think of it, why didn't this case be revised into a sect rule?"
Shi Jian: "..."
In the crowd.
Seeing Shi Jian being choked several times and speechless, a smile gradually appeared on Qin Yao's face.
This is very good.
It is not easy for them to ask Simu to take Shi Jian to take the authority of the punishment hall. As long as they can stop Shi Jian from holding the authority of the punishment hall in their hands, it is a victory!
...
With the combination of Simu and the entire Yizhuang clan, Shi Jian was unable to set rules for the Criminal Hall, but thus kicked off the internal strife in the Criminal Hall.
What's even more terrifying is that this is just the beginning.
Once the struggle between factions begins, unless one side loses all the money, it will continue to fight endlessly!
This also echoed the expectations of the old leader.
Only by finding an opponent for Shi Jian, Shi Jian didn’t have the energy to plan something else.
Find an opponent for Lin Jiu so that Lin Jiu will not stagnate and will not be able to leave the Maoshan system.
As for both sides suffering?
With him there, this kind of thing won't happen.
Only the old king died, the new king ascended the throne, and tried his best to carry the Maoshan flag!
"Senior Brother Qin Yao, the leader is invited."
In the evening, the Taoist boy named Xin Nian was silently guarding outside the tower of the Zhengtang. Suddenly, he saw the wooden door of the tower open wide and hurriedly greeted him.
"What's the matter with the head of the sect looking for me?" Qin Yao asked in surprise.
"I don't know." Xinnian blinked: "The head of the sect didn't say it."
"Next time you can ask him, so that you will not just pass the microphone." Qin Yao instigated.
"What am I?" Xinnian looked curious.
"A microphone who can eat melons."
Thought: "????"
"Master, I'll go there first." Looking at his confused look, Qin Yao laughed silently and turned around to preach to Uncle Jiu.
"Go quickly, don't let the head wait for a long time." Uncle Jiu waved his hand.
Qin Yao smiled slightly, reached out and patted Xinnian on the shoulder: "What are you stunned? Why don't you lead the way quickly?"
My mind arose and immediately walked in front. As I walked, I suddenly asked, "Senior Brother, what is eating melons?"
"Inquiring about things that have nothing to do with you and enjoying scenes that have nothing to do with you is called eating melons."
Xinmian still didn't understand: "Is this the dialect?"
"Children, why do you have so many questions?" Qin Yao said with a flick of his hands.
Xinmeng was startled, shut up quickly, and even quietly accelerated her pace.
"Meet the head." Following Xin Nian to a wooden hall in the mountains, Qin Yao leaned his head and looked at it. He saw the old head in red clothes and white hair, standing in front of a stepped platform, with dozens of white doll sculptures on it.
"Come in." The old leader said lightly.
Qin Yao stepped in, but his thoughts remained outside the door. He looked up at the sky, as if he was dazed, and as if he was wandering outside the sky.
"I wonder what the leader has to do?" Qin Yao looked at the baby sculpture behind the old leader with his light, and his mood was flustered.
He has seen these things, but not in this life, but in the past life. And not in reality, but in Uncle Jiu's movie.
"Do you know what they are?" The old leader turned sideways slightly and pointed at the stage.
"Lingying?" Qin Yao hesitated.
The old leader was stunned: "You actually know..."
“I don’t know much.”
Qin Yao recalled the plot of the movie, and Yu Guang kept flowing on the stage, and found three special sculptures placed together in the third row.
The other dolls are all white, but these three are gray, and are tied with red ropes and red cloth covers their eyes, which is extremely strange.
"Over the years, the world has been in chaos and people have lived in poverty. In order to survive, women have abortions and abortions have become more and more.
The soul of a baby who is born and cannot be human can be transformed into a spiritual baby, and there is still a chance to be reincarnated. When a spiritual baby is repeatedly knocked out, it will turn into a demon baby full of resentment towards humans.
If no one controls it, the demon baby will be reborn from the fetus and will retaliate against humanity indiscriminately, resulting in tragic disasters.”
As he said that, he pointed at the three gray sculptures: "These three are magic babies."
Qin Yao nodded: "Thank you for your advice, but then again, why do you want to tell me this?"
"There are corresponding rewards for offering spiritual babies and resolving the resentment of demon babies." The old leader explained: "There is a bamboo basket next to you. You can carry all these dolls back to the charity village and worship them."
Qin Yao looked at the three demon babies with emphasis and waved his hand and said, "Master, I can't take this benefit without any merits."
"I won't give it to you for nothing." The old leader said: "I have raised them for a long time. When they are reincarnated and reborn, I will also have good deeds."
Qin Yao was puzzled: "Since you have raised them for so long, why not send them away one by one and achieve success?"
"This is my intention to you." The old master looked into his eyes and said.
Qin Yao: “…”
have to.
It's impossible to say that this is not to be rejected.
Including the three demon babies, there were thirty-six dolls on the table. Qin Yao picked up the bamboo basket, gently picked up the dolls, and put them into the bamboo basket one by one.
The spiritual infant is sensitive and fragile when encountering others. If the action is rude and rude, it is very likely to cause secondary harm to them, thus extending a series of troubles...
Soon, the last spiritual baby was put into the bamboo basket. Qin Yao put the bamboo basket with one arm and asked loudly: "Do you have any other instructions from the head?"
"It's gone, take good care of these spiritual babies. If you don't know anything, I'll ask your master." The old leader waved.
at the same time.
Inside a dilapidated old house.
The long-lost witch reached out and held a terrifying palm stretched out from the darkness, and said softly: "Come out, I'd be the carrier of your revenge, as long as you can do something for me."
Under her pull, a figure was pulled out of the darkness and exposed to the moonlight.
Chapter completed!