Boss An Longan, who was as fat as Maitreya in the temple, smiled so hard that no one could connect it with the fifth master of the Demon Sect, led two capable men, one tall and one short, and hurriedly walked towards Changwei's residence.

When he was about to reach his destination, in front of a crossroads, he suddenly saw a heroic young man with a judge's pen hanging on his waist walking from the other street. Anlong immediately smiled and said hello: "Nephew Wenlong, are you here too?"

"Uncle An?" Jie Wenlong hurried over and saluted An Long: "My nephew greets Uncle An."

An Long is the sworn brother of the Duzun Castle Lord Jie Hui. When Xie Wenlong, the young master of the castle, of course, he would have to take the rituals of his son and nephew when he saw An Long.

"Tsk, how can you do so much courtesy with Uncle An? It's free." An Long waved his fat hand and asked curiously: "Where are you going?"

Xie Wenlong kept in mind the principle of confidentiality and spoke very tightly: "I'm going to see an elder. Uncle An, where are you?"

An Long smiled and said, "Uncle, I want to meet a big man, too."

Xie Wenlong said: "Then my nephew will not delay Uncle An's itinerary."

An Long smiled and said, "Okay, go by yourself."

Xie Wenlong bid farewell to Uncle An, start, and then...

"Hey, Uncle An, the big man you want to meet is here too?"

"It turns out that the elder you want to meet, Wenlong, is also in this direction. That's right, our uncle and nephew are walking together."

So Anlong and Xie Wenlong walked and chatted, and Anlong's two tall and short generals followed silently.

As I walked, I arrived at the gate of a small courtyard.

When An Long and Xie Wenlong saw that the other party were all stopping in front of the door, they couldn't help but look at each other for a while.

"Uncle An, you..." Xie Wenlong tentatively said: "Is the great man who came to pay homage to me freely..."

An Long's heart moved, and he said calmly: "Yes, I did come to pay homage to that one. Wenlong, too?"

"Yes, the elder that my nephew is coming to pay homage to is also that one!" A hint of excitement flashed in Jie Wenlong's eyes: "Since I'm here to pay homage to that one, can you really be..."

An Long carried his hands on his back and said lightly: "My identity has been spread throughout the world, and I can't hide it anymore. Yes, I am the fat demon An Long of the Sixteen Demons of the Demon Cult! "

Well, An Long's nickname is "Fat Jia", so he is not afraid of the word "Fat". He temporarily gave himself the title of "Fat Demon", which would be without any pressure.

When Xie Wenlong heard this, he immediately felt awe-inspiring, excited and bowed happily: "I didn't expect Uncle An is really one of the sixteen demons! My nephew Xie Wenlong, the leader of the Shuzhong branch of the Iron Blood Youth Group of the Demon Cult, pay homage to An Man!"

His ritual was very solemn, and he was to pay solemnly a visit to his fellow seniors, rather than to pay tribute to his elders as his children and nephews.

An Long's fat face twitched twice, and he held Jie Wenlong and sighed: "I didn't expect that Wenlong, you are a fellow disciple. He actually became the leader of the Shuzhong branch of the Iron Blood Youth League. He is so young and promising. I feel very comforted in my heart!"

"Uncle An is praised by me. My nephew is a little talented and has many shortcomings. I need to ask seniors like An Long for advice." Xie Wenlong said modestly, but his expression was quite proud.

"Wenlong, what you said is that although you and my personal identities belong to uncle and nephew, since they are fellow demon sects, they should learn together and make progress together. There is nothing to ask for advice or not." An Long said as if he was decent, and said: "Since the leader has summoned us to come, I think there is something important to discuss, so we should not delay any more, hurry up and go in."

"Okay, Uncle An, please first."

The uncle and nephew entered the yard with a smile. As soon as they entered, they saw Hou Xibai holding a folding fan, standing under a fruitful pomegranate tree, looking meditative.

"Xibai!" An Long shouted: "Are you here too?"

"Uncle An." Hou Xibai came to his senses and came over to meet An Long and Wenlong.

Xie Wenlong and Hou Xibai had known each other for a long time. When they met, they were excited again: "Young Master Hou is too..."

Hou Xibai spread his folding fan and shook it twice, and smiled gracefully: "I am the eight great vajras of the Demon Cult."

Xie Wenlong greeted Hou Xibai with a serious expression: "Xie Wenlong, the leader of the Shuzhong branch of the Demon Cult Iron Blood Youth Group, pay homage to Hou Jingang."

"Ah, Mr. Jie is actually a fellow disciple!"

Hou Xibai was unconsciously infected by Jie Wenlong's solemn emotions. He curled his smile and returned the gift solemnly: "Your Majesty Jie should not be too polite. Since you and I are fellow disciples, we will be brothers in the future. We should learn together and make progress together."

After celebrating Hou Xibai, Jie Wenlong felt full of emotion: "The book "How the Free Demon is Developed" says that our fellow practitioners are all over the world. I was a little puzzled before, but today I know that this statement is true and true!"

While the three of them were chatting in the yard, Dugu Feng came out of the hall and waved to them: "Come in."

The three of them hurried over and followed Dugu Feng into the hall.

As soon as he entered the hall, An Long and Hou Xibai's face changed slightly.

I saw a bamboo recliner at the upper left of the hall. A slender and graceful woman was lying on the recliner. Another beautiful girl in white clothes and barefoot stood on the side of the recliner.

Isn’t it the master and apprentice of the Yin Queen Zhu Yuyan?

After An Long's cultivation was profound, he immediately reacted with a little stunned moment. He walked up to Zhu Yuyan with a smile: "Hello sister, Xiao An, I'll pay you a favor!"

Zhu Yuyan glanced at him, nodded slightly, closed her eyes and stopped looking at him.

An Long didn't mind, and greeted Wuya with a smile, then found a chair and sat down.

Hou Xibai also stepped forward respectfully and saluted Zhu Yuyan.

Seeing An Long, Hou Xibai was so polite to Zhu Yuyan, and even said he was cautious, and he couldn't help but ask curiously: "Uncle An, who is that girl?"

An Long's eyes twitched twice, and the voice was transmitted into the secret: "My queen Zhu Yuyan."

Jie Wenlong was shocked: "Empress Zhu Yuyan? The leader of the sixteen demons? Didn't she betray her? Two months ago, she led the team to besiege the leader, but was suppressed by the leader's backhand..."

An Long vaguely said: "This... may be because he lost his way again after the rebellion failed."

Just as he was sending a message to the secret, Zhu Yuyan suddenly glanced at him, with a warning in her eyes.

Fatty An was shocked and covered in white sweat: "Can you hear the message from the secret? Isn't she seriously injured?" He immediately closed his mouth tightly, and did not dare to send a message to Jie Wenlong. At the same time, he smiled at Zhu Yuyan with a flattering smile.

"Are you all here?"

At this time, Chang Wei's voice suddenly rang. As he spoke, he walked in with great strides, and Shi Qingxuan followed him step by step, holding a stack of books in his hand.

An Long, Hou Xibai, and Xie Wenlong quickly stood up and saluted: "Greetings to the leader."

Wusan, Dugu Feng also bowed to him and said he would pay homage to the leader. Even Zhu Yuyan could barely hold up and sit on the recliner and bow to him.

"No need to be polite, just sit down."

Chang Wei walked to the hall, and the Dama Jindao sat on the main seat without making a noise. He went straight to the point: "I asked everyone to come today, and there was something that everyone needed to work together. Qingxuan, send the script to everyone."

"Yes, leader." Shi Qingxuan held the booklet and walked around the hall, and each of them sent a copy. Then she also took one and sat down next to Dugufeng.

Chang Wei raised his hand and signaled: "Let's read the script in your hand first. Then talk after reading it."

Everyone picked up the script and looked it up.

Zhu Yuyan, Wuya, Dugu Feng and Shi Qingxuan, who had already seen yesterday, also took a copy and looked through it again.

After watching for a while, An Long and Jie Wenlong reacted normally. Hou Xibai's handsome face turned pale, and his forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat.

He swallowed and looked carefully at Zhu Yuyan.

Zhu Yuyan seemed to feel something, and the corners of her lips curled up, looking at him with a smile. As soon as she touched her eyes, Hou Xibai was shocked, and she withdrew her gaze in fear, and raised her hand and said, "Master, I have a word from my subordinate, I don't know whether to say it..."

Chang Wei said: "If you have something to say. Today's meeting is both a mobilization meeting and a seminar. Everyone can speak freely."

Hou Xibai's voice was dry and he stuttered: "Teaching... Master, subordinate, subordinate, is it inappropriate to play Xu Xian? How can you make the leader, you are arrogant and play the role of the evil man Fahai? This, this is detriment to your majesty! Or, it is better for the subordinate to play Fahai, and Xu Xian to play you."

Chang Wei said with a serious expression: "Xibai, I have to criticize you a few words. Why is this a condescending person in Fahai? Can't I play a great evil person? I have repeatedly preached that we fellow demon sects have different divisions of labor and no high or low. Why can't you remember it? Xibai, your thoughts are very wrong, so you should reflect deeply!"

Seeing that he was speaking firmly and looked unquestionable, Hou Xibai had no choice but to smile bitterly and bow: "I will follow the teachings of the Lord Master."

Chang Wei nodded: "It's so good."

He slowed down his tone and explained: "I asked Xibai, you to play Xu Xian because your appearance is suitable for this role. If I played Xu Xian, who could play Fahai? Xibai, you said, is it convincing to play Fahai in your appearance? In the eyes of the masses, I, Xu Xian, punched Fahai, how could Fahai make his family break up!"

Hou Xibai had nothing to say, so he could only nod his handsome face with a bitter face.

"Okay, Xibai's opinion has been resolved. Boss An, Wenlong, what are your opinions?"

An Long smiled like Maitreya: "The leader is wise, Xiao An is very satisfied with the leader's arrangement and has no objection."

Xie Wenlong also shouted: "I have no objection either."

"Very good." Chang Wei smiled: "Then everyone's role has been decided like this. By the way, there are still some supporting roles, such as Sister Xu Xian, such as Black and White Impermanence, etc. Do you have any candidates to recommend?"

An Long hurriedly said, "Master, Xiao An, I have two generals with high and shortness under my command, and can play the role of Black and White Impermanence."

Xie Wenlong said: "Fan Caiqi, the daughter of Fan Zhuo, the leader of the Sichuan Gang, is very familiar with me. Recently, she often asks me about Hou Jingang. If she heard that Hou Jingang is here, she will definitely be happy to come and help. We can let her play the role of Sister Xu Xian."

"Yeah, it's not bad." Chang Weizhang nodded with great satisfaction, "That's what the actors are. Today's meeting will be here first. Tomorrow, everyone will bring all the actors, first get to know each other, then learn to sing, and then let's finish the meeting."

After saying that, he stood up and went out in a hurry.

For him, cultivation is always the top priority. Doing things is just an amateur interest.

However, this gave everyone the impression of being decisive, less nonsense, and more practical, and was unconsciously infected by him. Jie Wenlong immediately said goodbye to everyone and wanted to go to the Sichuan Gang to lobby Fan Caiqi to join. An Long also said goodbye and left, and took the tall and short generals back to study the script.

Hou Xibai sighed sadly, cheered up his spirits and plucked up his courage, intending to talk to Zhu Yuyan with a pair of lines and develop a tacit understanding first, but Zhu Yuyan did not turn him away at all, and said, "Tao, take him back."

Wuya responded and moved Zhu Yuyan and the chair away.

"What should I do?" Hou Xibai asked Dugu Feng for help pitifully: "Is there any way for the Feng King?"

Dugu Feng spread his hands and said, "What can I do?" Seeing that he looked so pitiful, he comforted him: "Don't worry, no matter how strong Zhu Yuyan is, she dare not disobey the leader. The leader gave her an order, and she dared not act like a demon."

Hou Xibai smiled bitterly: "I hope this is the case." He thanked Dugu Feng, and left with a bitter face, sighed sadly.

A mobilization meeting ended less than a quarter of an hour. After everyone dispersed, only Shi Qingxuan and Dugu Feng were left in the hall.

In this play, one plays Xu Shilin who descended to earth as "Wuqu Xingjun", and the other plays Shilin's cousin. They have many rival scenes and even action scenes - well, martial arts action scenes. In the end, Shilin's knife slashed the Leifeng Tower and rescued his mother. As a martial arts master, Shilin also needs to fight together.

So when there were only two of them left in the hall, they held the script and spoke in a row.
To be continued...