I was afraid that Mao Xiaofeng would speak out against it, so I didn't sit down, and then Mao Xiaoyun's words said: "As an honorary elder, I shouldn't have interfered too much in the affairs of the mountain. ”

"But I see everything Senior Brother Mao does. The withering of Maoshan is in everyone's eyes, and he can't be blamed. ”

"And he has worked hard to support it over the years, which is very difficult. In this regard, I would like to express my attitude, I personally think that Senior Brother Mao Xiaoyun can be qualified for the position of head of Maoshan. ”

Huang Jiu followed closely and said, "I'm the same." ”

After speaking, I looked at Mao Xiaofeng.

The normal process should be voted by Mao Xiaoyun's generation, and the candidates should also be from the previous generation.

But this is the case in Maoshan, and it can only be like this.

Mao Xiaofeng got up, walked straight to the front of the main hall, knelt on the ground with a puff, and said in a choked voice: "Disciple Mao Xiaofeng, I am ashamed of my ancestors and ancestors." ”

When he came out, Huang Jiu and I couldn't understand it, and my heart was also raised, and even Mao Xiaoyun couldn't help but worry.

However, Mao Xiaoyun has been in charge of Maoshan for decades, and his disciples are all revolving around him, and now that he has announced his return, it is difficult for Mao Xiaofeng to set off a demon wind.

Normally, he wouldn't make a fuss at this time.

Mao Xiaofeng threw himself to the ground, shed tears of remorse, and said in a choked voice: "The ancestors and ancestors are above, and the disciples swear that they will do their best in the future, assist the junior disciples to take care of Maoshan and find out the cause of the deaths of the junior disciples." ”

His words made my heart sink to the bottom.

After all, no matter how bad a person is, he doesn't dare to talk nonsense to his ancestors and ancestors.

And between Xiaocui and him, there must be a problem.

After Mao Xiaofeng finished speaking, he walked into the altar of the main hall, took off the peach wood sword enshrined on it, respectfully held it in the center of his eyebrows, and half knelt in front of Mao Xiaoyun after coming out, and said in a loud voice: "Please take the purple gold peach wood sword of Maoshan Zhenshan magic weapon." ”

Seeing this, Mao Xiaoyun became entangled, grabbed Mao Xiaofeng's hand and said, "Senior brother, I did this today, not because I was afraid that you would come back and snatch the position of the head of Maoshan Mountain......

Mao Xiaofeng said: "Senior brother, don't worry too much, senior brother, I am an irresponsible person, and I can't afford to be the head of Maoshan." ”

I kept giving Mao Xiaoyun a look, telling him not to talk nonsense, and talk about it when he got on top.

As for the future, we will talk about it later.

Mao Xiaoyun was entangled like constipation, and finally took over the purple gold peach wood sword.

At this point, my hanging heart fell back into my heart.

As soon as Mao Xiaoyun took the purple gold mahogany sword, more than 100 disciples in the square knelt on the ground and shouted, "Disciple, meet the master." ”

There are not many people, but the momentum is not bad.

Huang Jiu and I are honorary elders, and we only bowed slightly.

Nine old zombies were unearthed, Mao Xiaoyun also had a little confidence, and had the meaning of fighting, holding high the purple gold peach wood sword and said: "Spread the news, Maoshan will open the mountain gate again from today, and the disciples who are outside need to return to the mountain to report on a certain day, and the time limit is one month. ”

I nodded approvingly.

He gave this order, and it would soon be lively.

After all, there have always been a lot of people scattered among the people in Maoshan.

It's just that tens of thousands of people gather, and a lot of financial support is needed.

Now Maoshan is still bare-chested, and there is no industry under it, if they all return to the mountain, they will all starve to death.

It seems that Mao Xiaoyun is gambling to find the treasure hidden by Maoshan's ancestors.

Of course, it is also possible that the wishful thinking has been hit on me.

Thinking about this, I kind of want to run away.

After all, feeding a sect is not a matter of tens of millions, or hundreds of millions.

The endless amount of expenses is simply astronomical.

After Mao Xiaoyun announced the order, he began to worship his ancestors, and after the ceremony was completed, he beckoned us up the mountain without taking off his robe.

I wanted to stop it, because there was a thunderstorm overnight, and if a thunderbolt fell on the corpse field, Fu You's strength would be greatly increased.

But think about the time limit, not to mention that there is a volcanic tour, that is, Mao Xiaofeng really has a problem, and the last hole has to be opened.

Huang Jiu and I didn't have anything to prepare, Mao Xiaofeng went back to the residence, and when he came out, he hung a satchel embroidered with yin and yang gossip, which was very Maoshan style.

Huang Jiu and I fell behind, very uneasy.

At this moment, Huang Jiu suddenly fell from my shoulder, foaming at the mouth.

I was startled, and hurriedly picked him up and asked, "Brother Huang, what's wrong with you?" ”

Huang Jiu said weakly: "I went out hunting last night, and I guess I ate poisonous animals, oops......"

"No, no, no." Huang Jiu said, his body began to twitch.

Mao Xiaoyun and the others all stopped and turned their heads, and Huang Jiu said intermittently: "Mao palm, palm, master, I'm afraid, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive in the mountains!" ”

Mao Xiaofeng pulled Huang Jiu's little claws, probed it, and frowned slightly: "The situation is a little bad, and the breath is disordered." ”

As he spoke, he took out a bottle, took out a pill, and stuffed it into Huang Jiu's mouth without waiting for me to stop it.

Mao Xiaoyun hurriedly said: "I don't have spiritual flowers and plants in Maoshan Mountain, Elder Li, why don't you send him back to the 100,000 Great Mountain?" ”

When Huang Jiu heard this, he waved his hands and paws weakly and said, "No, no, no, just let Xiao Lizi take me back to rest for a while, it's just an old stiff ...... in the mountains."

Mao Xiaoyun said: "My senior brother is here, it's not a big problem." Elder Li, you can take Elder Huang back to rest, if the situation does not improve, don't delay, go back to the 100,000 Mountains as soon as possible. ”

Huang Jiu's breath was very disordered, and I was also frightened, so I hugged my fists and said, "I'm sorry, I'll send him back first, and as long as there is any improvement, I will go up the mountain as soon as possible." ”

"It's okay, but I'm quite guilty......" Mao Xiaoyun thought of Maoshan's poverty and sighed.

Huang Jiu twitched, a little blood still flowed out of his mouth, and said intermittently: "Little Lizi, quick, take me back to rest." ”

Seeing this, I stopped being verbose, and ran to the guest room with Huang Jiu folding my head.

As a result, as soon as he returned to the station, Huang Jiu, who was upright, turned over and sat up, clasped his claws in his mouth, and took out the pills that Mao Xiaofeng fed him intact.

I was shocked and asked, "Brother Huang, are you okay?" ”

"I can have a fart thing, don't be verbose, while Mao Xiaofeng is not here, you go to the morgue room to see those corpses."

Huang Jiu said, whistling, and after a while, a little squirrel jumped over.

Without saying a word, he stuffed the pill in his hand into the little squirrel's mouth, and then summoned the little squirrel away.

I said, "If Mao Xiaofeng has any problems, he won't poison you, right?" ”

"People's hearts are unpredictable, I always feel that he has a problem, and your wife also has a problem." Huang Jiu said, kept pulling my hair, and drove me towards the morgue refining room.

There were corpses parked inside, so naturally there were disciples left behind.

But Huang Jiu was very familiar with him, and said in the past: "Yarn ball, you have to remember to keep it a secret about our coming here." ”

Huang Jiu's disciple who called the ball of yarn was a little flustered, but he still nodded, saluted us, and opened the door of the morgue refining room.

When I got to the door, I was so nervous that I couldn't move my feet as if they were filled with lead.