Xuanmen's little milk bag is the strongest worker in the underworld

Chapter 2 Little Milk Dumplings
The driver closed the window and said to Yun Qiuce in the back seat: "Young Master, Master Xuankong of Yuqing Temple is going out for a wandering, and the local tyrants in the capital are rushing over to show their hospitality..."

"I have ears myself." Yun Qiuce interrupted him rudely.

"Oh."

The driver was a chatterbox and couldn't keep his mouth shut. After a while, he said to himself: "The master of Yuqing Temple is Taoist Wuyou. When I sent the young lady up the mountain a few years ago, Taoist Wuyou was about 80 years old. Next year, Master Xuankong sounds more powerful than Taoist Wuyou, I guess he is an old man who is [-] years old..."

Yun Qiuce had nothing to do with the driver's mouth, he couldn't find a needle to sew it on, so he could only listen with a displeased face.

Unconsciously, a 80-year-old old man with a strong character appeared in his mind.

Strangely, the Yun family is a serious Taoist family. Although most of them have changed careers in his generation, they still have a status in Taoism.

If Master Xuankong is really that powerful, how come the Yun family has never heard of his name.

Not a liar, right?
The courtyard was full of people.

The young disciples of Yuqing Temple were busy distributing big cattail fans and tea to the guests.

The weather was hot, and the guests didn't care about anything. They sat in the shade of the trees, frantically shaking cattail fans and drinking a big bowl of tea. Looking around, it looked like villagers of a certain village gathered together and waited for a feast.

Daoist Wuyou looked at the scene in front of him, shook his head and sighed helplessly, walked forward and cupped his hands and said, "Everyone, it's hard work for everyone to come to Yuqing Temple in the scorching heat, but Master Xuankong doesn't see any visitors as usual, everyone, rest well Now, you can leave on your own."

A middle-aged man in a brand-name shirt with a big belly stood up, shaking a cattail fan, "Master Daoist, please let us meet, everyone here has been taught by Master Xuankong. Now he is going down the mountain, we I want to thank you in person.”

"That's right," a woman in a luxurious silk dress stood up and said earnestly, "Master Xuankong saved my son and is a great benefactor to our family. Please ask Taoist Master Wuyou to let us meet once, just once." , I am willing to build another dojo for the Taoist temple.”

"I paid to renovate all the wing rooms of the Taoist temple."

"I built water pipes for Taoist temples."

"Then I'll build a few more toilets for Guanli."

……

Everyone was clamoring and competing to compare each other.

Daoist Wuyou was mixed, he pulled the big disciple aside and asked, "You said that if I hold a meeting, VIP VIP system, and enter by swiping a card, what will your junior sister think?"

"Junior sister doesn't know why, but I know she will beat you to death first." The eldest disciple had a simple and honest face.

Taoist Wuyou stroked his beard and thought for a while, this is the reason.

In order not to be beaten to death by his little apprentice, he decided to give up this idea, and persuaded everyone earnestly.

Looking at the backyard of Yuqing, the old locust tree casts a large area of ​​coolness. Yun Qi is wearing a long colorful dress. If you look carefully, the dress is made up of pieces of long rags. Although it smells like tattered clothes, it is It unexpectedly fits the current lazy and casual aesthetic style.

At this time, they were squatting in a small group on the ground, placing an eight-legged spider in the palm of their hands on the ground, and gently patting the spider's back with their white and tender hands.

The eight-legged spider had a fierce appearance, and when it was touched by the little hand, it trembled visibly.

"Be good in the future and stop being scary. When I come back and find you dishonest, I will punish you to eat vegetable leaves every day."

The eight-legged spider trembled, and quickly darted into the grass with its eight legs upside down.

(End of this chapter)