Chapter 149: Scarlet and dazzling (please subscribe~~) Shi Jian was stunned... Even if he refreshed the height of the silver paper in his mind over and over again, he would find that he still underestimated the weight of the silver paper every time he got into trouble! This group of Taoist priests, including most of their own fans, are **** unworthy of the word "Tao". Money, money, money, just money, short-sightedness, it made his heart and lungs hurt. “Elder Shi, the Maoshan sect’s rules have gone through thousands of years, but there are no regulations that prohibit disciples from interfering with the secular world. Don’t you understand why?” Xu Jiping asked in a deep voice. Shi Jian frowned: "The Maoshan sect rules are for all Maoshan disciples, but the rules I mentioned are only for the Xingtang disciples. How can the two be confused?" Xu Jiping shook his head: "I just say this to express a point. The Maoshan sect's rules have been passed down for a long time. They have been modified and improved by many generations of heads before they formed today's rules and regulations. What you can think of, elder, can't those heads think of them? They If you thought about it, why didn’t you revise this example into a sect rule?” Shi Jian: “…” In the crowd.
Seeing Shi Jian choked and speechless several times, a smile gradually appeared on Qin Yao's face. This is good. It doesn’t matter what they can do with Shi Jian, as long as they can prevent Shi Jian from taking the power of the torture hall in his hands, it is a victory! … With the interference of Simu and the entire Yizhuang clan, Shi Jian was ultimately unable to establish rules for the execution hall, but this kicked off the internal fighting in the execution hall. What’s even scarier is that this is just the beginning. Once the struggle between factions begins, unless one party loses everything, the struggle will continue endlessly! And this also echoes the expectations of the old leader. Find a rival for Shi Jian so that Shi Jian won't have the energy to plan anything else. Find an opponent for Lin Jiu so that Lin Jiu will not stagnate, let alone be unable to break away from the Maoshan system. As for both sides losing? With him here, this kind of thing would not happen. Only the old king dies and the new king ascends the throne, trying his best to carry the flag of Maoshan! “Senior Brother Qin Yao, the master has invited me.” In the evening, a Taoist boy named Xinnian was silently guarding outside the tower of the execution hall. Suddenly he saw the wooden door of the tower open and he hurriedly went up to greet him. "Why is the master looking for me?" Qin Yao asked in surprise. "I don't know." Xin Nian blinked: "The leader didn't say anything." “You can ask him next time, so that you are not just passing on the microphone.” Qin Yao encouraged. “Then what am I?” Xin Nian looked curious.
“A lousy microphone.” Thinking in my mind: “???” "Master, I'll go there first." Looking at his confused look, Qin Yao laughed dumbly, turned around and spoke to Uncle Jiu. "Hurry up and don't keep the master waiting." Uncle Jiu waved his hand. Qin Yao smiled slightly, reached out and patted Xin Nian's shoulder: "Why are you stunned? Why don't you hurry up and lead the way?" Xin Nian sighed, and immediately walked in front. As he walked, he suddenly asked abruptly: "Brother, what is eating melon?" “Inquiring about things that have nothing to do with you and enjoying scenes that have nothing to do with you are called eating melons.” I still don’t understand: “Where is this dialect?” “Child, why are there so many questions?” Qin Yao waved his hand. Xin Nian was startled and quickly shut up, even silently speeding up his pace. "Meet the leader." Following Xinnian to a wooden hall in the mountains, Qin Yao took a look inside and saw the energetic old leader in red clothes and white hair standing in front of a stepped stage. There are dozens of white doll sculptures placed on the table. “Come in.” The old leader said calmly. Qin Yao stepped in, but his thoughts remained outside the door, looking up at the sky, as if he was in a daze, or as if he was wandering in the sky. “I wonder what the master’s orders are?” Qin Yao looked at the doll sculpture behind the old master with his peripheral vision, his mind wandering. He has seen these things, but not in this life, but in previous lives. And it's not in reality, but in Uncle Jiu's movie. "Do you know what they are?" The old boss turned slightly sideways and pointed at the table. “Spiritual infant?” Qin Yao said hesitantly. The old leader was startled: "You actually know..." “Don’t know much.” Qin Yao recalled the plot of the movie, his peripheral vision kept wandering around the table, and he found three special sculptures placed together in the third row of seats. The other dolls are all white, but these three are gray, tied with red ropes, and covered with red cloth, which is very strange. “In recent years, the world has been in chaos and people have had a hard time making a living. In order to survive, more and more women are having abortions. The soul of a baby who is once born unable to become a human can be transformed into a spiritual baby, and there is still a chance to be reincarnated. However, when a spiritual baby is aborted over and over again, it will turn into a demon baby full of resentment towards humans. If no one controls it, the demon baby will be reborn in a womb and will retaliate against humans indiscriminately, causing tragic disasters. " As he spoke, he pointed to the three gray sculptures: "These three are the demon babies." Qin Yao nodded: "Thank you, Master, for the advice, but having said that, why are you telling me this?" “There are corresponding rewards for enshrining the spirit infant and resolving the grievances of the demon infant.” The old master explained: “There is a bamboo basket next to it. You can carry all these dolls back to Yi Zhuang and enshrine them.” Qin Yao glanced at the three demon infants emphatically, waved his hands and said: "Master, I will not receive salary for no merit, I can't take this benefit." “I won’t give it to you for free.” The old headmaster said, “I have raised them for a long time. When they are reincarnated and become human beings again, I will also have some virtue.”
Qin Yao was puzzled: "Since you have raised them for so long, why don't you send them away one by one to achieve perfection?" "This is my heart for you." The old leader looked into his eyes and said. Chin Yao: “…” have to. I said there was no way to refuse. Counting the three demon babies, there were a total of 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. When a spiritual infant is robbed by others, its mind is already sensitive and fragile. If the action is rude and disrespectful, it is likely to cause secondary harm to them, which will extend a series of troubles... Soon, after putting the last spiritual baby into the bamboo basket, Qin Yao picked up the bamboo basket with one arm and asked loudly: "Does the master have any other instructions?" “No, take good care of these spiritual babies. If you don’t understand anything, just ask your master.” The old master waved his hand. at the same time. In a dilapidated old house. The witch who had disappeared for a long time reached out and held a terrifying hand stretched out from the darkness, and said softly: "Come out, I am willing to be the carrier of your revenge, as long as you can do one thing for me." Under her pull, a figure was pulled out of the darkness and exposed to the moonlight. That red wedding dress is scarlet and dazzling... (End of this chapter)