Chapter 160 You have no martial ethics!
Ming Zhuo continued to eat without changing her expression, completely unmoved.
She sat in the main seat, which was arranged by Brother Jian, and even surpassed Taoist Xuanmiao. Taoist Xuanmiao had no objection, but some people did.
Li Wenhe raised his head and looked coldly at the young man who was speaking.
He Wangyao thought for a moment and decided to express his opinion: "The fact that you haven't heard of it shows that you are ignorant. Really, you should see more of the outside world when you have time."
Although Ming Zhuo has been active in Yunwu City, every time he made a move, he shocked the Xuanmen.
He was invited to be a lecturer at the Xuanmen Exchange Conference, and he said he had never heard of this person. This is purely because Xiang City is blocked from information.
Of course, Xiangshi is an international metropolis, and it is impossible to block the news. It is just that it disdains the news from the mainland.
Taoist Qinglian is a rare Taoist who occasionally communicates with the mainland.
The Xuanmen in Xiangshi is a school of its own. People here are generally called Tianshi. It originated from the Xuanmen Taoism. However, when the inheritance of Xuanmen in the mainland was almost interrupted, it retained a relatively complete inheritance and developed rapidly in the past few decades. In
the past, reports of a celebrity in Xiangshi raising a ghost or asking for a Buddha amulet appeared in newspapers from time to time, and the people were used to it. This shows that.
However, in recent years, the Xuanmen in Xiangshi has gradually declined, and the Xuanmen in the mainland has risen, but there are still people who lie in the glory of the past and refuse to look at the world.
He Wangyao thought he was sincere, but the other party didn't think so. Instead, he thought he was humiliating him.
"Who do you think you are? How dare you talk to me like that?" Jiang Yuncheng slammed the table and stood up.
Brother Jian was confused. Why did they quarrel?
Li Wenhe also saw the excitement and said lightly: "He is nothing. He just happened to follow the right boss and happened to save some people's lives."
Jiang Yuncheng's face turned red. He had been struggling to hold on in the ringing of the bell before and was almost injured by the evil spirit. It was only after He Wangyao threw a handful of talismans that he was able to breathe.
"I need him to save me? Do you know who I am?"
Mingzhuo put down his chopsticks after eating, and ate the melon with his chin propped up in silence.
Seeing the other party's eyes sweeping over, he thought for a moment and said, "I don't know, anyway, it's not Jiang Shengying, the age doesn't match."
Jiang Shengying, or Jiang Lao as the other party called him, was the first Tianshi in Xiang City. He was very active forty years ago, and there was even a movie adapted from his story.
His status in Xiang City Xuanmen has not been shaken to this day.
Jiang Yuncheng: "I am the grandson of Jiang Lao's direct descendant!"
"Oh, I said it wasn't." Mingzhuo nodded, his judgment was not wrong.
Li Wenhe applauded expressionlessly: "Boss is wise." He
Wangyao: "Boss is mighty!"
Jiang Yuncheng was almost mad, do they know what their identity represents?
Although Taoist Xuanmiao was slow to react, he knew that something was wrong at this point, and he quickly advised: "Yuncheng, he didn't mean anything else, don't be angry..."
Jiang Yuncheng shook his sleeves and said: "If we don't agree, I don't want to be with such a villain. Just pretend that I have never been here today!"
He was angry and wanted to leave. Brother Jian tried to keep him, but the other party was determined, and even Brother Jian got angry.
After all, Brother Jian was also from the inner entertainment industry, not from Xiangshi. He was willing to take action purely for the sake of the face of Taoist Xuanmiao and Taoist Qinglian, who was on good terms with the other party. Brother
Jian thought he was also a gold medal agent in the entertainment industry. Usually, others would ask him for help, but this was the first time he was so humble and was slapped in the face by a younger generation.
The smile on his face was almost gone.
"If he wants to leave, just let him go." Ming Zhuo played with the chopsticks in his hand, "By the way, you should not want his share of the reward, right? Why not give it to me - you have no objection?"
What else can the others say? She was the one who made the greatest contribution, so they could only agree.
"Of course no problem."
"It makes perfect sense."
Jiang Yuncheng, who had already walked to the door: "..."
The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, and his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys all hurt!
This woman is so shameless!
He slammed the door loudly, and it started to drizzle outside, and the raindrops drifted into the open door.
In the dark night, a crow flew over and landed under the window sill of the restaurant to shelter from the rain.
It was combing its feathers, and its small green bean-sized eyes curiously looked at the movements in the room.
No one in the room noticed it, and even if they noticed it, they didn't care much.
It is normal for birds to take shelter in rainy days, which shows that the environment here is good and there are many birds.
Taoist Xuanmiao took a look and then retracted his gaze, and smiled: "Daoyou is really unique."
He Wangyao was holding back her laughter, thinking that what was unique? In fact, she was just embarrassed to explain that Ming Zhuo was obsessed with money.
Ming Zhuo: "Okay, okay."
She casually raised her head and glanced at the crow, but her eyes did not move away, but stared at the crow for two seconds.
"Hey, do you want to have a feast so badly?" Ming Zhuo said, "Why don't I kill you to fulfill your wish?"
He Wangyao felt a little puzzled. Why did the boss threaten a bird?
"No, it's just a bird."
"Yes." Ming Zhuo said calmly, "Although it's a bird, we'll still have a feast. I'll treat you to a meal, no money."
The bird stared at her with its dark eyes for a moment, and suddenly a strange tone came out of its throat.
"Who are you?"
He Wangyao stood up in shock. The crow spoke, the crow actually spoke!
He was so scared that goose bumps all over his body.
Others were also shocked and went to get their magic weapons, but they found that because they were going to eat, everyone had put their magic weapons in the living room.
"I'm your father!" Ming Zhuo said, and threw the chopsticks in his hand away.
The crow flapped its wings and tried to escape, but it was too late. The chopsticks pierced its eyes accurately.
"Gah!" The crow cried out and fell headfirst.
A sparrow flew over and landed on the windowsill.
He spoke in human language, but there seemed to be a hint of anger in his voice, "You, don't have martial ethics!"
Ming Zhuo paused when he heard this, and the other chopstick he was about to throw away, "Do you have something to tell me? Why don't you say it earlier? I'm a very reasonable person. Come on, what is it?"
The sparrow was silent for a moment.
Ming Zhuo was about to throw the chopsticks again, "Speak or not?"
The sparrow: "Your soul is very strong, and your body should be very young. I like you."
After saying that, the pair of green bean eyes stared at Ming Zhuo straight, indescribably evil and cold, and everyone felt creepy.
What did he like? Was it the body or the soul? Being stared at by this kind of ghost thing is not a good thing after all.
Ming Zhuo remained calm: "Oh, I'm sorry, I don't like you. Don't try to make a presence in front of me, you ugly thing. Get out of here!"
She threw out the chopsticks and made a sword with her fingers, slashing through the air -
on the other side, the man in white suddenly closed his eyes.
For a long time, he couldn't open his eyes.
The sword energy was so fierce, it seemed to have the power to destroy all evil, so he had to avoid its edge.
I thought the Taoist Three Swords were hidden in the peach wood sword, but I didn't expect that she could use it with her bare hands.
The more so, the more he would not give up. Such a good container, of course, must be obtained for Ayin.
He just stood up, and suddenly felt something was wrong, his face changed slightly.