House Management Chapter 1493: Classic Red Peony (Ten more votes)

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Looking at Tang Zhenren's puzzled and anxious look, Zhou Zhenren stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Friends of the Taoist are not anxious, in fact, we can't get enough people to set up the Danyang Formation of these six Danyang Formations." /

"Then what do you mean?" Tang Zhen asked suspiciously.

"This formation did not say that magic weapons are not allowed. As far as I know, there is a magic weapon in Yangchun Temple called Zhaoyang Qi. This flag looks like Danyang Qi, and its power is only better than that of masters. The six Ding Liujia Danyang formations placed are a bit inferior. To be precise, the Zhaoyang Banner blessed the 6 Ding Liujia Danyang formations on it..." At this point, Zhou Zhenren looked at Zhenren Lu, "Brother Dao, what I said That's right..."

"Yes." Zhenren Lu nodded.

"Daoyou Zhou, you don't mean to say, let the people under my sect hold this Zhaoyang flag and pretend to be the Liuding Liujia Danyang Formation to compete with Wudang Taoist Temple..." Tang Zhenren is not stupid, immediately Just reacted.

"Exactly, exactly..." Zhou Zhenren said, stroking his beard and nodding.

"This..." Tang Zhenren hesitated for a moment, and looked at Zhenren Lu, still a little embarrassed, said: "This method is a good Taoist priest, but the Taoist said that even Lingkongzi can't get on, so who will come from this Zhaoyang banner? Push it? Even if it's a volley, I don't think the cultivation base is enough to push this Zhaoyang flag."

Zhen Zhenren also looked at Zhenren Lu and said with a smile: "You don’t need to figure out a solution for this. Brother Lu Dao naturally has a way. Brother Dao, this time Huashan talks about Taoism. It’s about our Quanzhen Sect in Zhenhai City. The rise and fall of Confucianism must be clean and beautiful. If Tang Daoyou lets his famous disciple take action, he will definitely lose his reputation for bullying, and he will not be glorious if he wins. If his disciple can break the enemy with six Ding Liujia Danyang formations, he will win a complete victory. , In this way can we show the glory of our Quanzhen Sect and overwhelm the Zhengyi Sect."

Lv Zhenren nodded, and said, "That's how you say it, you can use the Zhaoyang flag to set it up. Once you see it, it's even more unclear."

"Each faction has magical weapons, and no one said that you can't use magical weapons to make formations. If you don't use them, would it be better than fists. What is missing is only a young disciple who can motivate Zhaoyang Qi. Look at Zhenhai In the city, under the age of thirty, there is probably no one else except Zhang Yu who can motivate the cultivator of this Zhaoyang Banner." Zhou Zhenren said vowedly.

"That’s not wrong. If there is a master who can motivate the Zhaoyang Banner at a young age, even if it is seen by people, we can say that this Zhaoyang Banner is used to charge As an eye-catcher. Besides, we may not know all the treasures of Zhengyi Sect." Tang Zhenren continued.

"The young master...to find Zhou Tongbo over, it must be no good, but there must be young talents in the Zhongnanshan Chongyang Palace... well... Zhou Daoyou, just follow your instructions, I will call the Chongyang Palace now, Ask a young master to fly to Zhenhai to help!" Lu Zhenren said solemnly.

The next day, dawn.

In the Shijia City Prison, Ye Buli was alone in a dark single room.

This single room is only one meter high and one meter wide. It can't stand up or lie down inside. It's specially used to deal with the kind of prisoners who don't obey discipline.

It was dark and damp, and it was not a place for people to stay. Ye Buli was curled up, not knowing it was day and night.

Finally, there was the sound of footsteps, and with a "click", the door lock was opened, allowing him to see the light.

Fortunately, the light was a bit dark and not dazzling. He could see a prison guard in a police uniform standing outside.

"Ye Buli, come out, someone will come to see you!" the guard said loudly.

"Thank you." Ye Buli finally rolled out of it. Why did he roll? Because his body was already numb, it seemed that his legs and feet didn't listen to his orders. Especially with both hands and wrists in handcuffs, who can stand it.

Extended his body and took a moment to slow down, Ye Buli staggered up from the ground.

The prison guard glanced at him, grinned and said: "Boy, it's quite fierce. I hit 14 of them all by myself, and they haven't been injured much. Those 14 are now lying in bed and can't get up."

"Thank you for the compliment, I have practiced since I was young..." Ye Buli said in a low-key voice.

"You are rather modest. Niu Xiaopeng, the head shop, is a tyrant in the nickname. He was beaten enough by you. This is the first time I have seen you so capable. Okay, come with me." With that, just go forward.

Ye Buli followed. Yesterday, the head shop was going to burst the chrysanthemum with the leaves, but it was beaten by Ye Buli. The other prisoners in the line came in to help. Unfortunately, they were all beaten by Ye Buli.

Because more than a dozen people were injured as soon as he came in, the prison guards could only isolate Ye Buli temporarily to prevent him from hurting others, and specially handcuffed him.

After a while, Ye Buli followed the guard to the interview room. Before entering the door, help him open the handcuffs, and then lead him in.

This is a relatively empty room. There are six policemen standing around. There is a long table in the middle. At one end of the table, there are two people sitting now, seeming to be waiting.

The two are an old and a young. The old is a man in his fifties, wearing a white short-sleeved Tang suit, and the young is a girl in her twenties. It is Ye Buli’s younger sister Tang Wanyan. .

When Tang Wanyan saw Ye Buli come in, she immediately stood up, "No! Are you okay."

"It's okay." Ye Buli walked to the opposite side of Tang Wanyan, and sat down with a carefree look.

The man in his fifties is named Mo Daguang, who is Ye Buli and Tang Wanyan's uncle. He also introduced Ye Buli’s business.

Mo Daguang was white and fat, with a slick look. He curled his lips and said, "No, we all know about you. Just now the police said that you had a fight as soon as you went to jail and you were all locked up in a single room." /

"This can blame me, the **** wants to burst my chrysanthemum, I am just defending." Ye Buli said grievedly.

"Teacher..." Tang Wanyan wanted to call him senior, but was worried that Ye Buli’s identity would be leaked, so she quickly changed her words and said, "No...You are honest, don’t fight anymore, otherwise, next year Can't get out..."

"You think I want to fight... Huh? You said I can come out next year?" Ye Buli's eyes lit up.

Mo Daguang deliberately lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "I have helped you out, and will be released on parole early next year... But after he comes out, he must have to reform through labor... do some work..."

"It will be done if you can come out early next year. Isn't it just work? It's OK... it's okay..." Ye Buli whispered.

"Never leave, I can be regarded as doing this for you, so I've lost my old face, and thought of countless ways..." Mo Daguang followed in asking for credit.

"Know, know... Don't worry, your old man, after I come out, I will honor you..." Ye Buli knew that the uncle has always been unprofitable, so I helped him this time. ,That is impossible.

"I know you like to smoke. This time I brought you a lot of good cigarettes..." Mo Daguang said, took a big pocket from under the table, handed it to Ye Buli, and said, "There is There is a box of classic red peonies, which I found with great difficulty..."

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