Wen Yinuo was dressed very formally because he went to see He Chuchu early in the morning, a black small checkered silk and cotton-blend peak-neck top, with white thin-leg cotton cropped pants, and white fashion tennis shoes by Loverolland.

She was tall and tall, and she became more and more slim after losing weight.

Coupled with a Chanel LeBoy bag and fashionable short hair, he looks like an elite white-collar worker working at a big investment bank in Manhattan.

It was a bit out of place to be in the middle of a group of Taoist priests wearing colorful Taoist robes and holding dust whisks or short swords.

Someone mistook her, thinking that she was a staff member of the preparatory party, and came to her and asked, "Miss, which jury is coming today?" Will Mr. Zhuge of the previous session also participate in today's audition?! ”

The one who asked her was a middle-aged man in a blue robe, a little fat, but his eyes were clear and he looked quite pure.

Wen Yinuo smiled and said, "I don't know, I'm also here to participate in the competition." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, the Taoist priests and aunts around her who were secretly looking at her were stunned.

They look at me, I look at you, and they don't believe their ears.

"What?! This young lady is also here to participate in the competition?! ”

"Dress like this for the competition, you're not kidding me, are you?!"

“…… Can anyone participate in the primary election of the Daomen Leader these years? ”

There was also a curious Daoist aunt who took the initiative to ask her: "This young lady, who is your master?" Which region is it? I've never met you. ”

Wen Yinuo was also amused, and said, "The Dao Gate is so big, do you all know each other?" ”

"Of course I know them all." That Dao Gu said very easily, "We are all disciples of the Ge faction, but we belong to different regions and different masters. This quadrennial competition is also an opportunity for the elite of our Gepai to meet. ”

Wen Yinuo: "......"

Well, under the banner of the Daomen World Cup, it has become a signboard for your Gepai gathering......

How much does this not take our Zhang faction seriously?

Wen Yinuo raised his eyebrows and said, "What a coincidence, I'm not a disciple of Gepai, and I don't know anyone." ”

"Not a Gepai sect?! So you're a cultivator? How could Nomichi have a chance to participate in such a competition?! We are very demanding! That Dao Gu was even more curious, "But I see that you are so beautiful, why don't you worship our Ge Pai sect?" My master has a very high status in the Ge Sect, and she will be happy to accept you as an apprentice!" ”

Wen Yinuo smiled slightly, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and said leisurely: "I have a master, and I also have a master." And I have a high seniority, no matter how high your master's status is in the Ge faction, he will be a generation higher than me, so you, a little Dao aunt, do you want to give me a big salute and call my master and ancestor? Maybe it's great-great-great-grand-grand, it's all possible. It depends on how senior your master is. ”

That Dao Gu was dumbfounded when she heard this, "What is the ancestor of the master, the ancestor of the great-great...... What are you talking about? ”

"I'm telling you, I'm a generation higher than the one with the highest rank in your Ge sect. Therefore, if your master is not the one with the highest rank in the Ge Sect, you will be counted as how many generations lower than me. ”

"It can't be! My master is the eighty-first generation in the Ge sect! It's only two generations lower than the head of the highest rank! ”

Wen Yinuo looked down at her, his eyes flashed, and he said lightly: "Then I am four generations older than you, you have to call me great-great-grandmaster." ”

She said casually, revealing her master, "I am the only descendant of the seventy-ninth generation of the Zhang faction. My master is the Zhang faction, and he is the only descendant of the seventy-eighth generation. Our Zhang faction has a unique position in the Heavenly Master Dao, and it is a generation higher than you Ge faction, so I am one generation higher than the seventy-ninth generation descendant of your Ge faction, who is currently the highest, and he has to call me Senior Aunt. ”

Wen Yinuo tilted his head and said, "Little gray gray gray disciple grandson, don't you kowtow to Zeng Zeng and Zeng Zeng's aunt?" I won't let you kowtow in vain, I'll give you a greeting gift. ”

That Dao Gu is in her thirties, which is considered young among the more than 300 people, but she was also taken lightly by Wen Yinuo.

She didn't believe Wen Yinuo's words at all, snorted, and said, "Who should I be, it turns out that I have a brain problem." Zhang Pai? Do you think there are still people in the Zhang faction? The Xu faction and the Sa faction have long been broken off the inheritance, and the Zhang faction has also been broken, and now the Daomen is only our Ge faction! ”

Don't speculate for more than half a sentence, Wen Yinuo doesn't want to talk to her anymore.

She silently looked away and saw that the team in front of her was already walking towards the Grand Theater.

The middle-aged fat Taoist priest who had been listening to them with his ears pricked up just now asked in a low voice, "...... Girl, are you really a descendant of the Zhang faction? Where did you worship the teacher? Luck too. ”

Wen Yinuo: "......"

The middle-aged fat Taoist priest looked around and saw that the Taoist aunt had left, so he whispered again: "I wanted to worship the Zhang faction back then, but unfortunately I was deceived into the Ge faction, so I worshipped ......."

Wen Yinuo: "......"

She smiled idly: "It's a pity, our Zhang faction is more strict in accepting apprentices, and it is very low-key, unlike Ge Pai, who sells dog meat with a sheep's head." ”

The middle-aged fat Taoist priest snorted and laughed, and reminded her after laughing: "...... Our Ge faction people are very domineering, girl, you are young and vigorous, you should speak up for the teacher, but don't touch the stone with an egg. Besides, girl, you are jade, they are just stones, and they can't break themselves for a few broken stones......"

This is to remind Wen Yinuo not to be too sharp, otherwise he will end up with a "broken jade".

Wen Yinuo looked at this person carefully a few times, and made sure that this was a Taoist priest with good character, so he said, "Thank you for reminding me, Mr. ”

"Don't be surnamed Wang."

"It turned out to be Mr. Wang." Wen Yinuo arched his hand.

She dresses fashionably, delicately and modernly, but when she gives her hands to make ancient rituals, she is still ancient, like snow in the mountains and clear springs in the forest.

Daoist Wang was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly practiced a Taoist etiquette of "one gas and three cleans".

When the two were talking, they were already almost at the door of the Grand Theater.

There were people who checked the lists, confirmed their identities, and people who searched their bodies with electronic detectors, and those who entered were not allowed to bring any electronic devices, not even electronic watches.

The audition of more than 300 people walked for ten minutes, and they all went in.

Wen Yinuo had never been to this grand theater, but now when he went in to take a look, he found that the decoration inside was really ingenious.

The entire theater has clearly been remodeled to resemble a boxing ring.

The soft chairs in the entire hall have been removed, and in their place are eight "boxing ring" shaped high platforms arranged around the arena.

In the center of the hall is a taller circular platform, like a beacon tower with a convex peak, overlooking the eight "boxing rings".

There are a number of bench seats underneath the circular platform, which are clearly for the contestants to sit on.

Wen Yinuo looked at the direction of the eight "boxing rings" and knew it.

This is arranged according to the direction of the eight trigrams, and the circular platform in the middle has two colors, one black and one white, which is obviously a yin and yang fish.

If she guessed correctly, the judges and the top management of the organizer should be sitting on the circular platform in the middle.

The second floor of the hall goes around the stadium, and it is full of stands for spectators, with rows of seats and separate boxes.

Wen Yinuo followed Daoist Wang all the way in.

Both of them received a small jade plaque issued at the entrance, with a number written on it, which is not only a commemoration of participating in this competition, but also their identity number for participating in this competition.

Wen Yinuo's jade plaque reads "326", and Daoist Wang's piece reads "325".

The two of them walked around the field and found a bench to sit down.

After all the Taoist priests who participated in the competition came in, the spectators outside entered one after another.

Wen Yinuo is looking for a backlit place, from her position, it is very convenient to see other places, including those places on the second floor, but it is not easy to see her from other places.

Especially on the second floor, the audience is directly from the blind spot of their sight.

So Wen Yinuo could sit quietly in the dark and see some people she knew enter the box on the second floor.

The mother and daughter of the Cen family, Lan Qinfen and Cen Chunyan, followed Situ Qiu and Shen Rubao in.

They occupy the best and most spacious box on the second floor of the entire hall.

Then came Shen Rubao's dog father, Shen Qixuan.

His brow furrowed, his expression focused and solemn, not knowing what he was thinking.

Then there are a few men she doesn't know, looking at the outfits, they should be the bodyguards of the Shen family or the Situ family.

They were clearly standing in a few prominent positions, using their bodies to block the angles of those in the box who might be ambushed.

Wen Yinuo pursed his lips, his eyes inadvertently swept over this box, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a smaller box next to this box.

The people in the box happened to walk to the window and looked at the messy hall and frowned.

Wen Yinuo blinked.

Who did she see?!

How could it be Xiao Yiyuan?!

How could he come to watch this kind of game?

He doesn't look down on them very much?

What about disdain for "crooked ways"?

Wen Yinuo rubbed his eyes, worried that he was dazzled.

Just when she thought she was wrong, she saw a honey-skinned woman walking up to Xiao Yiyuan and trying to hold his arm.

Xiao Yi Yuan gave way to the side, and the woman withdrew her hand in amusement, but she still looked at Xiao Yi and smiled, and she could see the obsession on her face so far away.

Wen Yinuo rolled his eyes, thinking to himself that it was no wonder that Xiao Yiyuan was able to get a ticket to come in, and that woman was actually Zhuge Hanying.

She had only seen it once in Situ's house, but she was deeply impressed by the appearance of this girl from the Dan family with slender eyes, plump lips, and honey-colored skin.

And Xiao Yiyuan just divorced her, attracted bees and butterflies, and cursed her "next divorce", Wen Yinuo hated it so much.

I really want to go home and set up a straw man for Xiao Yiyuan, cursing him for not being able to take care of himself......

However, she was only an evil thought for a moment, and quickly gathered her mind and recited a few words of the Tao Te Ching to cultivate her self-cultivation.

Divorced, the two have nothing to do with each other.

Who Xiao Yiyuan is with, she is not qualified to beak.

Sure enough, love is short-lived, and I knew that I should have insisted on my beliefs, not married, and been friends forever.

She turned her head stiffly and looked in the direction of the gate.

More and more spectators came in, and the audience seats on the second floor, whether they were row seats or private rooms, were full.

It didn't take long for two rows of strong black-clothed men to suddenly walk in, standing on both sides of the aisle from the gate to the circular Yin-Yang Fish platform, like two rows of fences, excluding them as "idle people".

Then two teams of hostesses wearing cheongsams walked in, also standing on both sides of the aisle, just in front of the bodyguards of the men in black.

There is a sharp contrast between black and white, and the atmosphere comes out all at once.

The theater fell silent immediately, and everyone's eyes were on the door.

The ethereal music sounded, ethereal and clear, the fairy music fluttered, and the bells and flutes were scattered, with a calming power.

This is a traditional piece of music unique to the Daomen.

Wen Yinuo rarely listens to it, but she knows that there are these songs.

Because some TV dramas that tell ancient myths and stories use this traditional Taoist music as the soundtrack, when she listens to these music, what she thinks of is the ...... and sins of "Lu Dongbin's Three Operas of White Peony".

Wen Yinuo almost clasped his hands together and used Buddhist etiquette to express his cranky repentance.

But the rest of the people in the Grand Theater didn't think as divergently.

Everyone stared intently at the entrance of the Grand Theater.

Soon, five middle-aged and elderly people dressed in Daomen costumes came in.

They are the five judges of Gepai, and they are all the older generation of Gepaili's highly respected and superb Taoism, and they have long stopped participating in this kind of competition.

After them, five more men in suits walked in one after another.

Three of them are Caucasian with high noses, blue eyes, and white skin, and two are yellow.

Wen Yinuo knew that these five people were the five big scientist judges she had selected for Situ Che.

When the five Taoist priests in front of them came in, everyone on and off the field cheered in unison, because they all recognized each other.

Their disciples, grandchildren, relatives and friends are all in this hall, and naturally they cheer when they see them.

The atmosphere in the hall was lively again.

But when the five scientists came in, everyone fell silent again.

In the quadrennial Daomen World Cup competition, no other race has ever participated.

What these five people are here to do, only a very small number of people know.

However, these five people are also used to seeing the world, and they don't care what others think, a few people talk and laugh with each other, and follow the five Taoist priests to the circular platform in the center of the hall.

Just after the ten judges were seated, a master of ceremonies stood on the circular platform and said loudly to Mike: "Now please, Mr. Situ Che, President of Situ Co., Ltd., Mr. Situ Zhao, Chairman of the Board, and He Zhichu, the judge of Taishang this time, enter!" ”

As soon as the emcee's crisp and high-pitched voice fell, the music playing in the hall changed, no longer indifferent and elegant, but solemn.

At the entrance of the hall, Situ Che, who was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, walked beside Situ Zhao in a Tang suit, and the two looked like father and son, with a very comfortable intimacy in their expressions, and they seemed to have a good relationship.

When the two of them walked in, they did not rush to the round platform, but stood separately on both sides of the aisle and looked towards the door.

Everyone was even more surprised.

This is welcoming that "Taishang judge"?!

In the eyes of everyone's amazement, He Zhichu, who was wearing a tuxedo, tall and clear, slowly walked into the venue.

He paused at the door, raised his hand to everyone, and glanced around.

The peach blossom eyes flashed slightly, and the lips slightly hooked up the upward arc.

At that glance, it seemed that everyone had seen it, but it also seemed that no one had seen it, and there was a sense of intimacy.

Everyone feels that they have been taken care of, warm and suppressed, and it is the kind of momentum that only a real superior person has.

Wen Yinuo's pupils shrank suddenly.

He Chuchu's spirit is not as simple as the identity of a barrister.

Looks like she needs to be more respectful......

Some of the spectators in the stands had their eyes dropped.

The Taoist priests waiting for the competition on the first floor didn't know who He Zhizhi was.

But the audience on the second floor is either rich or expensive.

Anyone of Chinese descent who is a little old and has a certain status in the family business and society knows the name "He Chuchu".

"How young is it?!"

"Why is he back?!"

"He Shao has appeared!"

In the box where the Shen family and the Situ family were located, Situ Qiu, Lan Qinfen and Cen Chunyan were all surprised.

Shen Qixuan was also stunned, "Is it really He Shao?" ”

He walked to the box window and stared at it.

Only Shen Rubao was not in the situation, but looked at the suave man who had just come in, his face was red, and he said, "...... This man is so handsome! Can Mommy invite him over to our house for dinner? ”

Xiao Yiyuan didn't know He Chuchu's name, because he didn't care much about gossip news.

I haven't been in contact with He Chuchu's circle before.

But when he caught a glimpse of the excited and uncontrollable expressions of the bigwigs on the field, he turned his head sideways and asked Zhuge Hanying next to him: "...... Is this He Chuchu famous? ”

"Of course it's famous! The famous He Shao! The famous underground godfather of South America back then! A tenured professor at Harvard Law School! A partner at the largest law firm here! There are too many halos on him! ”

Xiao Yiyuan: "......"

How did the underground godfathers of South America and the tenured professors of Harvard Law School come together in one person?

But looking at the appearance of the people around him, it doesn't look like bragging.

If this is true, it only means that he has not seen enough.

For the first time, he felt that his vision needed to be improved urgently.

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This is the first more, and today the two more.

The second watch was half past seven in the evening.

Qun Mo Da!