Chapter 808 Rongcheng Folklore Research Association
To the west of the building complex, there is a large courtyard surrounded by tall walls. When the walls were being built, there was a Taoist talisman pressed under each brick.
Countless Taoist charms turn the entire yard into a huge and efficient machine for absorbing evil spirits.
Outside the yard, the sun is shining brightly, but inside the yard, it is eerie.
This yard is a corpse-raising place specially built for corpse exterminators. Corpses can grow quickly here, and raising corpses here will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.
There are many similar designs.
For example, there is a workshop specifically for papermakers and a foundry room specifically for credit cardholders.
It can be said that the buildings in West Lake are the paradise in the minds of people who are members of folk sects. They are even willing to retire here without being disturbed by the outside world.
In addition to the buildings that served the successors of known folk sects, Yan Shouyi also noticed another place.
It was a small theater with a stage, backstage, lounge, and auditorium.
Who is this for?
Could it be that he is the successor of Nuo ghost opera?
Wei Changqing also stared at the theater for a while, but in the end he didn't show much expression on his face.
Everyone visited around and when they returned to the entrance, excitement was written on everyone's face and they couldn't wait to settle in this paradise.
Lin Ruofu mysteriously led everyone back to the entrance and then asked everyone to get out of the car.
"Shouichi."
Lin Ruofu said: "The West Lake building complex does not have a name yet. Your father has said that it is up to you to decide the name."
It turns out that it was named after the West Lake building complex.
Yan Shou touched his chin and started thinking.
There is no doubt that this place will be their base camp in the future, similar to how his father Yan Qiu founded the Xuanshan Sect more than twenty years ago.
It is necessary to come up with a nice name so that everyone can feel a sense of belonging.
Long Feicheng suggested: "Brother Yan, I propose to call the Heaven and Earth Society!"
"Come on, I'm going to fight against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty!" Luo Ning rolled her eyes at him and said, "The world of the Tiandihui is too arrogant."
"Why don't we call it Thunder Sect to describe our organization moving like thunder and moving like thunderbolts!" A Gong also expressed his opinion.
Zhao Yiyao joked: "You talk about the Jinglei sect, so I'm excited. Jinglei, this sky-reaching cultivation level, the sky will collapse and the earth will collapse, the Purple Gold Hammer!... What are you guys looking at me for? As a Northeasterner, I can't call myself Mai."
Is it normal?”
Everyone shook their heads, feeling that the style of the Thunder Sect was not high enough, and Long Feicheng also said that he once read a novel in which the unreliable protagonist founded a Thunder Sect, and later the protagonist became
He felt it was unlucky to be a eunuch.
Of course Yan Shouyi would not assume the fate of the protagonist in a novel on his own, but he was indeed not interested in the Thunder Sect's proposal.
Everyone was expressing their opinions, but Yan Shouyi remained silent. After everyone had a discussion, they calmed down and looked at Yan Shouyi.
Lin Zitong raised her little hand and waved it in front of him and asked, "What do you think?"
Yan Shouyi blinked his eyes and said:
"No matter what sect or sect you are, it sounds like there is a lot of gangsterism. Our organization was established to bring together the descendants of folk sects all over the world and provide a shelter for people of the same sect. So I think the name of our organization,
It’s best to choose a name that can be hidden among the people and is not too high-profile.”
Everyone tasted Yan Shouyi's words carefully and expressed their agreement.
Nowadays, times have changed. The Xuanshan sect, Jing Lei sect, may have been taken away by officials for talks within a few days of its establishment.
Only Long Feicheng disagreed. He thought that if the name of the organization was not pretentious enough, how could he pretend to be so in the future?
Of course, no one cares what Long Feicheng thinks.
Yan Shouyi suggested: "I suggest that our organization be called [Rongcheng Folklore Research Association], how about that?"
The name Rongcheng Folklore Research Association is low-key yet connotative, concise and concise, without the atmosphere of sects and gangs.
The most important thing is that a plaque with such a name can be hanged at the entrance of West Lake in an open and honest manner.
As Yan Shouyi said - hidden among the people!
"I think this name is good."
"Then Yan Shouyi is the president, and we are the vice presidents, secretary generals, and committee members..."
"It's good this way. We can come in and out boldly, but many sects are hiding us. They want to gain a foothold but are afraid of being seen."
Everyone expressed support one after another. Even Long Feicheng changed his previous attitude, raised his hands and said: "I apply for the position of vice president!"
Yan Shou made the final decision one by one: "As for everyone's positions, let's wait until Lao Wang and Lao He come back from Chang'an, and we can hold a meeting and discuss it together."
No one had any objections, so the name of the organization was decided.
Upon seeing this, Lin Ruofu told Ye Chengfu to find someone to customize the plaque.
But Yan Shou stopped him when he heard it.
To make a plaque, in front of the descendants of Lu Ban, do we still need to find other craftsmen?
Isn’t that a complete trick!?
Lin Ruofu realized that he had made a big joke, and quickly changed his tune and told Ye Chengfu not to find the craftsman, but to find a good empty plaque.
This plaque for the [Rongcheng Folklore Research Association] will be carved by Yan Shouyi himself!
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Half an hour later, a five-meter long golden nanmu plaque was transported into Rongcheng West Lake.
The four corners of this plaque have been inlaid with auspicious cloud gold edges in advance, and the four sides are also engraved with simple patterns, but the middle is empty.
The plaque was delivered to Yan Shouyi, and everyone gathered around and became quiet, waiting for Yan Shouyi to write.
Yan Shou looked at the plaque, then at the West Lake buildings, and finally at the friends around him.
Everything he had experienced in the past flashed before his eyes like a movie.
We’ve finally come this far!
Yan Shouyi squeezed Lin Zitong's hand, then strode out, took the brush from Ye Chengfu, and wrote the seven characters "Rongcheng Folklore Research Association" on the plaque.
These seven characters are restrained in aura, but exuding a sense of majesty. From Lin Zitong's eyes, you can even see wisps of true dragon purple energy lingering on the characters!
When Yan Shouyi was writing, he was filled with true dragon purple energy!
Ordinary people will be in awe when they see this plaque!
Writing is just the first step.
Then Yan Shouyi took out a small carpenter's tool from his bag and began to carve carefully according to the words he wrote.
In this step, he was not eager for quick success, nor did he pretend to use the Zanpakutō to carve. Instead, he used the most primitive and simple way, sitting next to the plaque, carving carefully, blowing a breath from time to time to blow away the cut pieces.
sawdust.
He was neither impatient nor impatient, and worked slowly and carefully, just like painting, which calmed the hearts of others and could not bear to disturb him.