Chapter One Hundred and One: A Former Prisoner, Now a Guest

In the blink of an eye, the day of participating in the 215 event has arrived, Qingyun is still so casual, but Brother Li and I attach great importance to it, and we have changed several clothes back and forth.

I've always believed that respect is mutual, and if someone gives us face, then we have to catch it.

Like Qingyun, he wore slippers and did it, and shouted that his realm was high, and now he started to return to the basics, which is purely shameless.

As soon as the three of us moved, the old man Wang naturally couldn't stay hungry, but considering that this guy's identity was too special and it was easy to cause trouble for us, he didn't let him set off with us, but took the second trip.

In the land of Sichuan and Shu, there are many children of Xuanmen, and there are many people who accompany us, but everyone seems to be very resistant to us and have little conversation.

I also enjoyed it, and I thought it was good to be an alternative, at least it was a lot quieter.

On the way, the staff of 215 were not idle, and began to promote the history of 215, talking about the emotional places, and touching two tears, and the acting skills were amazing.

In the past, I might have been caught up in those touching stories, but now, I can only do that.

I also thought about it for a long time, and I didn't have an answer until I recently opened a movie, and I got something out of it, and I figured out a lot of questions.

The name of this movie is Spider-Man, and it's an old movie.

The first time I watched it, I was in junior high school, and I just thought heroism was cool, and I even fantasized about what I would do if I were Spider-Man.

But as I grew older and my views changed, I realized why everyone likes to watch Spider-Man.

Heroism is only part of it, and more importantly, most people have obscene souls.

Why?

Because under Spider-Man's mask can be anyone.

In other words, a hero is not a person, and whoever wears that mask can be a hero, even if you bring a dog.

Maybe it's a bit extreme, but I'm sure of it.

Even I feel that 215's methods are a bit old-fashioned and can't keep up with the times.

I say this not for nothing, but for a reason.

What did the people of the past learn about art? In order to kill demons and eliminate demons, in order to uphold justice, they are fearless.

However, why are the children of Xuanmen learning art now? Isn't it a lot more complicated?

That's right, everyone is more pragmatic, don't paint me cakes, don't talk to me about the future, I just want to know what I can get if I sell my life to you at this moment.

Human nature is inherently ugly, and those who dare not face the ugliness of human nature are doomed to failure.

Thinking about it together, the train arrived at the station, 215 people closed the scene, lined up to welcome, and Li Ju also showed up in person, and the pomp and circumstance were really not small.

Because there are too many people at the moment, we don't have too much communication with Li Ju, and they are all arranged with the general flow.

To tell you the truth, among all the people present, I am probably the one who felt the most.

Once upon a time, 215 people treated me like a prisoner, but now? They had to line up to welcome me and give me absolute respect.

But I couldn't be happy, because I didn't get all this myself, but because of Qingyun.

Of course, it's not that my relationship with Qingyun is shallow, on the contrary, it's precisely because we're best friends that I can't always pull his tiger skin to do things.

Towards the end of the evening, the Li Bureau stepped forward and organized a meeting to meet.

At this time, I also noticed a strange phenomenon, that is, the people who came to this meeting were all young people............

In fact, it is not difficult to see from this strange phenomenon that this activity organized by Li Ju is very profound, and it is not far from what I thought in my heart.

Qingyun was naturally on the invitation list, and Li Ju also sent someone to bring him clothes, and he took care of it meticulously.

And this meeting has nothing to do with me and Brother Li, no one has a bird at all.

"What? Give me eye drops? ”

Seeing this, Qingyun's face became gloomy, and he stared at the 215 staff who came to deliver the clothes.

"Qingyun, forget it, I don't care."

Qingyun ignored me, but took out the phone and dialed it to Li Ju on the spot.

"Hey, Lao Li, Brother Nineteen and Brother Li must go with me, there is no room for negotiation, if you think it's okay, then I'll cooperate with you, if you think it's okay, then forget it, let's go home."

After being silent for a while, he replied earnestly: "Qingyun, you can probably guess what I'm going to do, do you think he is suitable to participate in such a meeting?" ”

"I don't want to hear your reasons, I just need answers now."

"Okay, then he's always coming!"

With that, Qingyun handed over his phone number to the staff of 215.

After the two sides communicated, I got the ticket, for this, I smiled bitterly, and I felt very uncomfortable.

Now, I think there are few opponents in my generation, but in front of 215, I am still like this bird, and no one will look at me.

"Let's go, Nineteen, let's take a walk."

Qingyun pushed away the staff of 215, and then strode towards the end of the corridor, and the atmosphere gradually became more subtle.

Ten minutes later, at exactly seven o'clock in the evening, the meeting began.

There were more than 30 people present, divided into three rows, Li Ju sat in the top position, the deputy was Qingyun, and I was arranged to the outermost part of the crowd.

I have observed that these young people who came from various backgrounds are not simple, maybe their cultivation is not very exquisite, and even some of them have formal jobs now, not because they have any involvement in the Xuanmen rivers and lakes.

But...... The Xuanmen forces behind them are all strong, and they are definitely not comparable to a small character like me.

Oh yes, I also met my old acquaintance Wang Xu, this guy miraculously survived the battle of Wufeng Mountain, which was really surprising to me.

Therefore, this also applies a truth, that is, the scourge will last for thousands of years.

I hate this person from the bottom of my heart, and I feel uncomfortable when I see him.

Brother Li also noticed the change in my mood, wiped his nose and murmured: "This kid's life is really big, so many people have died, he is still alive, wait, don't worry, I have a trick to deal with him." ”

"Now is the critical moment for Qingyun, don't make trouble."

I frowned and emphasized.

Brother Li waved his hand disapprovingly and replied: "It's okay, I know it in my heart, you can rest assured!" ”

After I finished talking with Brother Li, Wang Xu, who was not far away, sneezed three or four times in a row, and then he turned his head to look at me and Brother Li as if he had a sense, his eyes were cruel, and the corners of his mouth whispered something about this, looking at his expression, it was obviously not a good word.