in the name of evil

Chapter 85 Leziren

Jiang Li was finally brought out safely by Zhang Xuanli.

Zhang Xuanli originally wanted to teach him a harsh lesson, but fortunately Qiu Chuyun came late and forgave Jiang Li.

Jiang Li recognized his counsel very sensibly, after all, it was his fault to set fire on other people's land.

Qiu Chuyun looked at the two who were singing red faces and the other singing bad faces, and he was also slandering Zhang Xuanli in his heart.

If you really want to punish him, why let Tian Yu come to inform me again, can't you handle it yourself?

Seeing this, Zhang Xuanli symbolically taught Jiang Li a few words in front of Qiu Chuyun, and then left with Qiu Chuyun.

Jiang Li was also very good, so he invited Wang Qiyou and the others to dinner.

But when he arrived at the restaurant, Jiang Li realized that it seemed silly to invite someone to dinner at someone else's home, so he apologized and promised to go to Qinling City to have dinner together after the annual meeting.

Although Wang Qiyou and the others were a little speechless about Jiang Li's evasive and trouble-making character, they didn't feel disgusted, because it was very easy to get along with Jiang Li. .

In addition, on the one hand, Jiang Li is valued by the elders, on the other hand, he has practiced Taoism in Chongyang Palace all year round, and there are no interesting people and things around him. Jiang Li and the Seven Sons of Quanzhen quickly became friends.

When the conversation was happy, Wang Qiyou directly made a decision to allow Jiang Li to use their exclusive practice room. Of course, there was also a fear of Jiang Li making something wrong.

But this is indeed a good thing for Jiang Li.

In the next two days, Jiang Li ran to the practice room when he had nothing to do, while consolidating the psychic devouring evil technique, while pondering the talisman, he ate, drank and had fun with the Seven Masters of Quanzhen in his spare time.

An interesting incident also happened during the period. Jiang Li used talismans to make a few sets of mahjong. At night, he brought Qingmei Wang Qiyou and the eight of them played cards together.

As a result, during the morning class on the day of the annual meeting, eight of them fell asleep together in the main hall, but Zhang Yin was too sad because he played the game as BE the day before, so he went to bed early and finished the morning class instead.

This made Zhang Xuanli and the always good-tempered Qiu Chuyun furious, and sent eight of them to the foot of the mountain as receptionists.

"Senior Brother Wang, it's too embarrassing no matter how we think about our dignified Quanzhen Seventh Son coming out as a receptionist."

Nie Ting was at the foot of the mountain, facing the curious eyes of the outer disciples all the time, feeling weak all over.

Wang Qiyou is an old god: "This is also a kind of practice, don't you see Brother Tan, Jiang Li, and Brother Qingmei enjoying it?"

Nonsense Nie Ting thought silently, you all won last night.

And Jiang Li is really happy about this meeting. He only found out when he was bragging with Tan Chufeng two days ago that points can be transferred as gifts, so he specially made a set of mahjong. It was very small, but he earned nearly [-] points in one night. Converted into money, he won nearly [-] points in one night.

It's really a win.

So even though Jiang Li was sent out as a receptionist, he didn't complain at all. He even thought it was a good job.

What else is easier to get acquainted with guests than reception?
Even while receiving visitors, he asked Tan Chufeng who came from the big sect, and when he encountered a big fish, he would go up to him.

Jiang Li's goal is very clear. For the people of the big sect, the elders can be familiar with their presence and favorability, and the younger ones can do what they like. It is best to play mahjong together and earn a lot of points. It was a worthwhile trip.

"Oh, look, here comes the big fish."

Tan Chufeng suddenly discovered something, elbowed Jiang Li, and said in a low voice:
"People from Shaolin Temple are here."

Jiang Li was overjoyed, he received quite a few well-behaved sects, and finally caught a big one.

Looking in the direction Tan Chufeng pointed, Jiang Li saw a bunch of shiny things, which made his eyes shine.

"Damn it, the monk's bald head really shines!"

"Pay attention, the leader is the contemporary master Kun Wu, and the ones he brought should be outstanding disciples of the same generation as us. None of the elders came. Let me see. Well, none of them know each other."

Tan Chufeng reminded Jiang Li.

Jiang Li nodded, complaining secretly in his heart: Ku Wu?This master seems to be a dart.

"Oh?" Jiang Li suddenly thought of something, turned his head and asked Tan Chufeng: "Is there a discipline academy in Shaolin Temple?"

Tan Chufeng thought for a while: "It seems to be true. There is an up master who often uploads videos in the Cleaner's House, called Discipline Academy Kujing QAQ. If I remember correctly, it is the first of the Discipline Academy in Shaolin Temple."

"Then I understand."

With confidence in mind, Jiang Li greeted him from a distance.

"Master Kuwu came from a long way, and he has lost his way. Please forgive me, all eminent monks of Shaolin Temple."

Jiang Li bowed to Kun Wu, expressing his kindness to everyone in Shaolin Temple.

"Amitabha, the Taoist leader is being polite, and I will bother Quanzhen Sect for the next two days."

Ku Wuci had kind eyes and no airs of being a host, and did not bring Jiang Li the slightest sense of oppression.

And the five or six young monks behind him were also very well-behaved. Although they had never been to Chongyang Palace, they were curious, but they did not look left and right. They stood obediently behind Kunai, waiting for the arrangement of Quanzhen Sect.

Jiang Li praised in his heart, as expected, all the big factions understood etiquette, unlike the small factions who received a few small sects just now. It wasn't that the Quanzhen Seven Sons personally received them.

Jiang Li didn't bother to pay attention to those people. He took them to the gate of Chongyang Palace and left after handing them over. They were not the target customers anyway, so let them do whatever they wanted.

A bottle of water does not ring, but half a bottle of water jingles, no matter where there are people, there is no need to prove anything to such people.

There is indeed a reason for Shaolin Temple's heyday. A host can be so polite when facing Jiang Li, who seems to be just an ordinary receptionist.

"This Taoist priest, please wait a moment."

A young monk standing closest to Kun Wu said, "We haven't arrived yet."

"It's okay, it's okay, then wait a little longer?" Jiang Li was taken aback for a moment, then waved his hand, indicating that it doesn't matter.

Ku Wu first looked back, then looked at the disciple who was speaking, and asked slowly, "Did Ling Le follow?"

"Uh..." The disciple looked a little embarrassed in the face of Kun Wu's question and Jiang Li's curious gaze, but he still said honestly:
"Junior Brother Lingyue, when he just went up the mountain, he saw two villagers fighting at the bottom of the mountain. He said yes... said he went to see the fun."

"Amitabha." Ku Wudao uttered the Buddha's name and said nothing more.

The disciple who spoke looked a little helpless, and retreated obediently.

Jiang Li looked surprised, there are such fun people among Buddhist disciples?Can such a person be a monk?

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and he had some doubts in his heart. Could it be the fun guy in the forum?
After a while, Tan Chufeng had a cold face, and sent away several groups of people like [-] million people. Everyone in Shaolin Temple was still waiting for Lingle by the roadside.

Jiang Li looked enviously at those sects of the same level as the ones he had received, and nodded and bowed to Tan Chufeng, thinking that famous people are really different.

Then, he turned around and saw Kunai clasped his hands and closed his eyes, and asked tentatively:

"Master Ku Wu, why don't I send you to settle down first, and then let me wait here for that Senior Brother Lingyue?"

Ku Wu nodded silently, without any excuses: "Troublesome path is long."

Just when Jiang Li was about to send everyone from Shaolin Temple to Chongyang Palace, a young monk walked up from a distance with arrogance.

Seeing his fellow students waiting for him, the little monk put away his evil and wild smile, and honestly came to Kun Wu and saluted.

"Master, I'm sorry, I'm late."

"Does it look good?" Kumai asked calmly, expressionless.

"Master, I realized a truth."

The little monk answered irrelevant questions, put his hands together, and bowed his head reverently.

"What did you realize?"

The little monk raised his head and looked serious: "Until the end, it's not certain which side will win. You must not open champagne at halftime."

(End of this chapter)