This night, Ning Yao's heart was extremely steady, Xiao Junyi's plan on the letter was very perfect, she had a hunch that this operation would definitely go well.

In other words, after tomorrow, Zongshan Sect will no longer exist, and she will not have to maintain a high level of tension all day long, and at the same time, she will be afraid that she will have a cold attack at any time.

Su Qiao'er in the inner room was so excited that she didn't sleep all night, free, she couldn't think of it before, she kept her eyes open and waited for dawn, waiting for the noble person in Miss Xiaoling's mouth to tear off Zhao Qiusheng's mask.

On the contrary, it was Zhao Qiusheng, who was very happy early in the morning, looked at the silver tickets sent by his subordinates, and counted them back and forth several times: "These days, it is really possessed by the God of Wealth, yesterday Huang Yuan sent three thousand taels, and today suddenly more than 20 people paid money to participate in the festival, my lord, do you think we want to expand the temple?" So that more people can be accommodated? ”

Gong Hai frowned and looked at the silver ticket on the table: "Everything is in moderation, starting from the next festival, those who do not accept the payment of silver taels will be treated equally, starting from the junior disciples." ”

Zhao Qiusheng was stunned: "This, how can this work?" How can there be a reason to push out the money when it is in hand? ”

"Not only is the silver no longer collected, but the business behind it, this batch of people will be sent away, and it will be temporarily suspended for three or five months!"

Zhao Qiusheng's eyes widened: "Why?" ”

"You don't need to know why!"

Don't let him earn money, his attitude is still so arrogant, Zhao Qiusheng is also angry, and the silver ticket is smashed on the table: "Lord Gong, I can tell you, don't think that you are sent by Fu Ye, just press me in everything, I respect you, it is to give Fu Ye face, but don't forget, this Jizhou is my territory, this good sect, or do I have the final say, do you want to make decisions for me in everything?" Then don't blame me for turning my face and not recognizing people. ”

Gong Hai sneered: "Then I'll let someone pass a message to Fu Ye today to see which of us is right!" "A sea of clouds

"Spread the word, spread the word! Hum! Zhao Qiusheng flicked his sleeves, went out, just crossed the threshold, turned around and came back, and brought the silver ticket on the table.

At that time, the festival began, and Zhao Qiusheng pretended to be on the altar, and after a while, someone in the crowd suddenly fell to the ground, and there was a commotion at the scene.

"Someone fainted, someone fainted, come and take a look." Someone shouted loudly below.

Someone fainted during the festival, and this was the first time he had encountered it, as the master of the Zongshan Sect, who was known for his benevolence, he naturally couldn't ignore it and walked down in public.

Everyone consciously made a way: "Door master, you quickly cast a spell to save him." ”

Zhao Qiusheng scolded in his heart, he was so dignified, how could he run here and faint, if he died here, it would be troublesome.

Pretending to cast a spell, the person who fainted on the ground did not react, and some people began to take the lead in questioning: "Didn't you say that if you believe in Zongshanmen, you can cure all diseases?" ”

"Yes, yes, there is a family in our village, who has a cold, and they also believe in Zongshanmen, saying that they don't need to see a doctor, they just need to believe in Zongshanmen, but the condition is getting worse and worse, and within a few days, they died!"

Zhao Qiusheng's eyes were horizontal: "Who said that it was called death?" It was called by the Father to go to worry-free bliss. ”

"Master, do you know what worry-free bliss looks like? Have you been? Or rather, have you ever died? Ning Yao asked with a smile of adoration.