"The Folklore Research Society is indeed the hope of our folk sect! I have sought refuge with several organizations in the north, but they all refused to accept me!"
"Hey, the situation is serious now. Everyone is thinking about protecting themselves. It is already very difficult to live in peace and harmony. Who wants to cause a lot of trouble again?"
"Only the Folklore Research Association has such great courage. I heard that President Yan and his wife have a good relationship with the Tianshi Mansion. I wonder if they can resolve this crisis."
"Haha, have you forgotten that the whole thing started because of Yan Shouyi? If he hadn't wiped out all the Emei sect, would the famous sect be so resentful towards us?"
"Hmph, you are short-sighted. It's not been a day or two since the famous sect wanted to attack us. Can't you see that President Yan's matter is just an excuse for them to attack us?"
"Since you, the kid, are hiding behind President Yan's back, why are you here to seek refuge with the Folklore Research Association? Get out!"
"Get out!"
There was a commotion in the team, and then a corpse driver was kicked out by everyone.
Zhao Yiyao, who noticed the situation, rode over on Huang Sipi and asked them what happened.
Everyone pointed at the corpse driver and called him a white-eyed wolf.
The corpse driver said dissatisfiedly:
"I just told a few truths. Why are you so excited? Is Yan Shouyi your father? You are protecting him like this!"
This person's remarks immediately aroused everyone's anger, and many people had already rolled up their sleeves and were ready to take action.
The female hunk Zhao Yiyao should have been the most impulsive one.
But she restrained her impulse at this time and said to the corpse exterminator in a cold voice:
"If you don't obey our president, the world is free to you, but if you want to gain our protection, you should bow your head when you should."
The corpse chaser sneered: "I don't care about you anymore. The heirs of our folk sect have always used the heaven and the earth as our bed. When will we have to bow to others to survive? You don't have a backbone, I do!"
Can’t I just leave?”
After that, the corpse chaser turned around and left, which was really a bit cool.
The people in the queue suddenly looked at each other.
It is human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, but when this corpse driver made such a fuss, the people in the queue suddenly felt as if they had lost something.
Do you really have to bow your head to Yan Shouyi in order to gain peace?
If we bow our heads this time, will our spine be bent? Is it possible to straighten it in the future?
Perhaps, the famous sect only wants to deal with Yan Shouyi. If we join the Folklore Research Association now, maybe we will join the National Army in 1949?
Everyone began to hesitate.
Zhao Yiyao noticed the emotions spreading among the crowd and suddenly realized something was wrong.
"Don't leave!" she shouted to the corpse chaser.
The corpse driver paused, turned around and asked, "What else can I do?"
"You are a corpse chaser, right? Can you show your skills? I suddenly want to see the skills of a corpse chaser." Zhao Yiyao said coldly.
The corpse driver choked for breath, and his expression was obviously not right.
He hesitated and said: "The ability to drive away corpses is not something you can just look at if you want... There are no corpses around here... not to mention what kind of unreasonable request you are making..."
"Four skins."
Zhao Yiyao whispered Huang Sipi's name, and the huge creature carried Zhao Yiyao on its back and approached the corpse driver step by step.
A huge shadow enveloped the corpse exorcists, and Zhao Yiyao said condescendingly:
"You want to translate for me? What are your unreasonable demands?"
"The unreasonable request is..."
"Give me a fucking translation. What do you mean by a fucking unreasonable request?" Zhao Yiyao opened her mouth, and her four upper and lower fangs slowly grew longer.
The corpse chaser was under tremendous psychological pressure and suddenly turned around and ran away.
But Huang Sipi was already prepared and slapped the corpse chaser to the ground!
Zhao Yiyao turned over and jumped down, squatting in front of the corpse exorcist and asked: "You are not the heir of a folk sect, who are you?"
The corpse hunter confessed without much struggle: "I, I am a disciple of the Heshan Sect... The elder ordered me to come here to spread negative emotions..."
The people in the queue suddenly woke up.
There are bad people among the crowd!
We were almost influenced by this deceitful boy!
"Fuck him, beat him!"
At that moment, some of the bad-tempered ones couldn't hold it back any longer, so they grabbed this Heshan disciple and beat him up.
Zhao Yiyao deliberately waited for a while and saw that the guy was beaten into a pig's head before speaking to stop him.
Asking his men to take this person to the dungeon, Zhao Yiyao said to everyone:
"It's not peaceful outside now. There are demons who deliberately sow discord between the two factions. As a non-governmental religious organization, the Folklore Research Association will definitely protect everyone's safety."
"Okay!" Everyone couldn't help but applaud.
We are obviously united as one, but that guy just distorted the rhythm and said that we were relying on others. He really had ulterior motives!
Order was restored to the scene, and everyone was queuing up to enter the Folklore Research Association.
Just when Zhao Yiyao thought that no more accidents would happen, his subordinates hurried over and said that another group of people had arrived outside, also coming to seek refuge with the Folklore Research Association.
When I asked about the number of people, there were nearly a hundred people!
You must know that the current Folklore Research Association has only more than 300 members in total, and 100 people is already the size of a medium-sized organization.
Are you sure you're not here to cause trouble?
However, when Zhao Yiyao followed her men outside and saw the person coming, she was even more shocked.
"dad?!"
The person who came was none other than Zhao Zhenghao, the head of the Northeast Zhao family and Zhao Yiyao’s father.
At first, the Zhao family and Yan Shou never knew each other. In the end, Zhao Zhenghao even befriended Yan Shou and left his daughter to Yan Shou.
After half a year, this is the first time Zhao Yiyao has reunited with her father and family.
"Why are you here?" Zhao Yiyao asked in surprise.
The Zhao family members are all gray and dusty, and some of them even carry huge luggage on their backs, as if they have traveled a long way in a hurry, and everyone's faces are full of exhaustion.
Zhao Zhenghao's face was ashen, he stepped forward and gently grabbed Zhao Yiyao's hand, and patted the back of her hand a few times.
"Daughter, the Zhao family is gone." After he said this, his whole body suddenly looked older.
The bent waist seems to be unable to straighten up again.
Zhao Yiyao stood there dumbly as if struck by lightning:
"How could this happen...what happened..."
Zhao Zhenghao sighed and said: "The famous sects in the Northeast have united together and suddenly attacked our Zhao family. We are no match for them, so we can only take our families and escape. I think about it, can anyone protect our Zhao family in this world?"
Yan Shouyi is the only one in the family, so he brought everyone here to join him."