Inner Demons

Seeing Li Yunxin’s expression, Old Tao realized that Brother Xin… is planning or plotting something.

He is not at all ambitious. He is just following Li Yunxin and getting involved in a lot of right and wrong. But even today, I don’t regret it, but slowly feel…

Well, it seems pretty good. Compared to the previous days, I feel much more comfortable.

So he was relieved: “Then I am so old, what should I do?”

“You can eat and drink well.” Li Yunxin said casually , “Today I just showed my face-by the way, those over there are all temple blessings around Weicheng? How about their incense?”

Old Tao doesn’t know why Brother Xin is concerned about this kind of problem. But knowing that he couldn’t keep up with his pegasus thinking, he said: “In fact, incense is better than our temple-even better than we are now.”

“The people in Weicheng are experienced after all. And knowledgeable, the mind has to be more flexible, and the heart is not sincere. But when you go out to the countryside, the folk customs are much simpler and the people are much more pious. Moreover, there are several dozen li temples, although there are not as many people as Weicheng. But it’s less. So it’s…it’s better than us.”

“It’s not bad.” Li Yunxin thought for a while, “I’ve seen several temples in the city. Clay sculptures. Many clay sculptures are just clay sculptures, and there are no gods. Those temples are also clay sculptures? Why don’t you use portraits?”

At this time, Shi Kuizi came over. Hearing his question, he was slightly taken aback.

I thought that the old way was teaching Li Yunxin. She had a good impression of the Small Daoist Child, and felt that “Although it caused trouble, she still treats him sincerely as the Master”, so she wanted to speak for him.

It turned out that two people were talking about this.

But it’s not like talking between master and disciple at all.

But I couldn’t help but exhorted a few words: “You will be upstairs in a while… if you can bear it, you can bear it. You child is filial, but your Master is embarrassed. You will encounter trouble later. It can’t be like this.”

Li Yunxin doesn’t care about Shi Kuizi’s tone-this is an elder-like earnest and well-meant advised, and it is all kind. She just smiled nodded: “Yes.”

Kuizi was surprised again.

This Little Daoist Priest…a bit weird.

By this time, he became calm and calm again, and he was just two people.

What is going on with him?

The steward of Qionghua Building also walked over, sighed then said: “Master Dao, follow me upstairs.”

The steward originally came down to confirm the invitation card in the hands of the old Dao. It is true that the Taoist priests still feel that they are honored-after all, they are of similar origin. But after what happened before, I felt that Liu Laodao was about to suffer. So look at him now, only sigh in my heart.

But Liu Laodao didn’t have much anxiety on his face. Instead, he walked with the one after the other in charge while talking to Li Yunxin.

I’m talking about those things just now.

“…Although most of the temple blessings are from painters, few people can produce decent paintings. Most of them paint pure town houses and sell them to pilgrims, but their utility is limited. If you say like heart Brothers like to make portraits for the Zhengshen in the temple, which is beyond imagination-if you have the ability to draw the Spiritual Qi, you don’t have to do temple blessings…”

“Oh How about I paint for them?”

“This…I can trust the ability of Brother Xin.” The old way listened to him, paused, “But it’s hard for others to say. That’s it. The temple is the temple where they settled and set up their lives. Some statues are indeed gods. If Brother Xin says that they should destroy the gods and replace them with new ones… Maybe a few people can trust me. But others… …”

“Understood.” Li Yunxin nodded, “Then I got upstairs in a while and asked you what you should do. I will do it all.”

The two of you at this time I have already passed through the lobby on the first floor and headed to the second floor.

If Mr. Liu came to this Qionghua building and saw the jewels in the building, he would definitely have to examine it carefully and save it for future talks. But now after hearing a few words from Li Yunxin, he suddenly became flustered for no reason.

I can’t tell why I panic, but I feel something is wrong.

Brother Xin is still the brother Xin, but today…or the nearest brother Xin is not quite right.

The old Dao always feels that he might do a big thing.

Too big…I might never see him again.

Step on the last Level 1, and the steward sideways aside: “Two, please go inside. The younger one will lead it here.”

Liu Lao Dao put it away. Mind to look forward.

The second floor of Qionghua Building is extremely wide-a complete lobby with only two rows of pillars in the middle. According to Li Yunxin’s impression, it is very similar to the pattern of the Imperial Palace main hall he saw in the film and television series-facing the entrance of the stairs, on the other side of the lobby is a huge gilt screen. In front of the screen is the chairman.

This seat naturally refers to the “case table”.

The table and noodles of Qionghua Building turned out to be quite old-fashioned-the meal system. In fact, this was also a relatively formal feast system in the Daqing Dynasty. Everyone has a courtesy system in front of them, sitting on their knees, and even drinking several rounds of wine.

Lao Dao Liu was bitter when he saw this scene. He has never seen this kind of battle before, and he doesn’t even know the “ritual system”.

There are a total of thirteen seats in the lobby-the chairperson and six seats on each side. Think about the former manager who said that there were only twelve invitations in total, so it probably corresponds to those twelve people.

It’s just that no one is seated yet. The thirty-forty individuals in the lobby are chatting casually in small groups, seemingly waiting for the master. This scene makes Li Yunxin feel familiar-if everyone has another glass of wine in his hand, he feels more like a “high society” party in his world.

The people in the hall only glanced at the two of them, looked at them a little, and turned their faces to ignore them. Li Yunxin laughed: “We don’t care about them.”

He knew that Xuan Chengzi’s Taoist boy walked in and said something. Among these people, in fact, only a few words are enough to exclude the old-fashioned and oneself-they are not a circle of people.

Since he ignored it, he was not in a hurry. Just walked to the window with Liu Laodao.

The window of Qionghua Building is surrounded by a fence similar to a pavilion, with seats and small tables. There are some cold melons and fruits on the small table, yellow, green, red, red, purple, and they are really beautiful. The two of them sat down and rested right here, talking loudly from those in the hall.

The Small Daoist Child of Xuan Chengzi has been looking for opportunities to meet Li Yunxin’s eyes, so as to express to him something like “Look at it and make you look good.” It’s a pity that Li Yunxin was psychologically too early to be with the teenage child Battle Qi. He only slightly scanned the layout of the lobby, and then thought about his own affairs.

I thought it was Yin Pingzhi who gave himself an arrogant plot. But when I learned the weight of this post outside the building just now, it became clear that this was not something Yin Pingzhi could make.

Then other people will not target Liu Lao Dao, only himself.

Someone got himself here-through Yin Pingzhi, he got into a misunderstanding of thinking and took it lightly.

This person…very six.

Li Yunxin thought, slowly looking into the crowd. Which one will it be?

Even so that I suffered a small loss.