Soon after Mo Buping left, another group of monks came to the restaurant, sighing one by one, ready to drown their sorrows with wine. Xiao Er had just met a few jars of daughter red, and the shopkeeper of the restaurant came over to greet with a smile on his face: "How many of you are from Lingshan, Zhejiang?"

A few people were surprised: "Do you recognize us?"

The shopkeeper saluted respectfully to the one in the middle: "Master Lingshan Gu, how can you not recognize the master who ranks seventh in the total points of the Jindan Master Group in the Cultivation Ball Competition?"

Gu Suiyuan's heart was a lot more relaxed, and said, "The shopkeeper is polite." ”

The shopkeeper said: "Our proprietor said that Master Gu patronized the shop today, and all the expenses were borne by my family, so please ask Master Gu to eat and drink well." ”

Gu Suiyuan looked at a few friends around him, his face was full of red light, and asked, "Where is your host?" Gu wanted to thank him in person. ”

The shopkeeper said: "Actually, Master Gu should also know our host, he is in the private room at the moment, and the villain will lead a few people to meet him." ”

......

Yan Shifan was busy until midnight, and then returned to Yan's mansion. I went to my father's house first, and when I saw that the lights were still bright in the room, I knocked on the door: "Father." ”

Seeing his son, Yan Song asked, "What's wrong?"

Yan Shifan smiled: "It's almost." ”

Yan Song sighed and said: "I am very relieved that you are doing things, but this time after all, the stakes are very high, and it is always unrealistic." ”

Yan Shifan said: "The risk must be taken, but let's hide in the back, and we won't be able to find our home for a while." When he found it, Zhu Xianjian was almost defeated. ”

Yan Song said: "I hope so." I used to help him all the time, but now it's the other way around, and it's not a good feeling in my heart......"

Yan Shifan said: "Who would have thought that he would kill an important cabinet minister on the street? If you want to deal with Zhao Zhiran or Chen Shandao, we have no opinion, but he just wants to deal with the entire Daomen, isn't this crazy? Their gang is crazy, we can't go crazy together, don't look at the fun now, when the Daomen reacts, they will definitely settle accounts with him one by one. If our Yan family doesn't take some risks at this moment, and doesn't show their attitude in advance, they will sit back and wait to die, and they don't know how to die!"

Yan Song nodded: "Wu'er is right...... Regret not being at the beginning, getting too close to them......"

Yan Shifan shook his head: "Father, I'm afraid that I have remembered that my family has always been close to Chen Tianshi, close to the Daomen, even if we go farther when walking, it is also to make the road of the Daomen wider, and we have never been close to others! ”

"Yes, yes, my son is right, I remember it for my father. ”

Yan Shifan nodded, and said regretfully: "It's a pity that I don't know where Abbot Zhao fled, if only I could see each other." ”

A new day has arrived, this day was supposed to be the tenth round of the final stage of the cultivation ball competition, and it was supposed to be a day of cheering or chagrin in the Purple Mountain Grand Cultivation Stadium with lottery tickets in hand.

But today, Mo Buping can't watch his beloved games, can't buy lottery tickets to get the money he needs for cultivation and life, and more importantly, he has lost the meaning and direction of life, so today's Mo Buping wants to get all this back.

Through a night of hard work, there are already more than 30 monks outside the lottery ticket sales point under Si Tiantai, including lottery players, as well as fellow players he met when he participated in auditions and knockout rounds for three consecutive seasons, as well as their relatives and friends.

In addition to these monks, there are also many lottery players and practice ball enthusiasts who know that it is impossible, but still have the hope of what happens, are also gathering here to see if a miracle will happen today. Even if there is no miracle, it is good for everyone to get together and talk.

The door of the lottery ticket sales point is still closed, and many people sigh when they see this, not knowing where to go.

Mo Buping moved a broken wooden box that he had picked up out of nowhere, stood up, and looked around. Many people saw him, and many of them recognized him, knowing that he was the person who had previously supported the flag for Zhao Zhiran, the founder of the cultivation ball tournament and the abbot of Xuantan Palace, under the spotlight of everyone.

Seeing hundreds of pairs of eyes staring at him, Mo Buping said: "I am Mo Buping, I know many of you, and many of you also know me." I just came back from outside the city yesterday, and in fact, I have only been away from the capital for three days. But when I returned, I found that everything had changed.

I went to the Purple Mountain, the Yuanfu Palace has been seized by the monks of the upper three palaces and the Jinyi Guard, I went to the Xianglu Xuan, where it was also a mess, and then I went to the Xuantan Palace, the palace gate of the Xuantan Palace was closed, and there was a seal on it, and finally I went to the north of Xuanwu Lake, and the Great Cultivation Stadium was empty.

Fellow players, lottery friends, golfers, I am very sad, from yesterday to now, I have been in sadness and cannot help myself. I've been wondering, what went wrong with the cultivation ball competition, and it was going to be seized by the upper three palaces? What was wrong with the cultivation ball lottery and it was suddenly stopped? What was wrong with me and the other little people, and we lost our beloved lives? What was wrong with "Inside and Outside the Imperial City" that we couldn't read it from now on?

I walked through the long night of silence and no one, and walked all night, hoping that the sun would rise and the dawn would come, but when the new day came, everything would remain the same. I don't know what else I can do today, I don't know what I should do tomorrow, or even what else I can do next. The only thing I know is that we will lose the game, lose the lottery, lose the joy, lose the hope......

I still remember last year, one day, I met Abbot Zhao on the shore of Mochou Lake - those who are familiar with Abbot Zhao know that he is an approachable old man, never has a shelf, often runs around Mochou Lake in the morning, and sometimes squeezes into the line to buy a lottery ticket, and personally experience whether it is convenient and smooth for me to buy lottery tickets.

Whenever I think of what his old man has done for me and other small people, I will be moved to tears. In the Cultivation Ball Organizing Committee, Abbot Zhao is the most amiable, Abbot Pei is heroic, and Li Yuan is vigorous and resolute, and it is precisely in them that I can deeply feel that Daomen is the real reliance of our small people.

I remember the day he said to me, 'Little Mo, when you walk, you should raise your head, keep your chest straight, and don't stoop, so that you can show your spirit and spirit, which will be beneficial to your cultivation.' To this day, the words are still in my ears, but Abbot Zhao has disappeared. I heard that I was beaten by our Royal Highness King Qi and I don't know my whereabouts...... Every time I think about it, I burst into tears.

Abbot Zhao, Abbot Pei, and Li Yuan made them, although they were not by our side at the moment, their previous words and deeds, every move, were always in my mind at this moment, as if to tell me, don't be silent, don't be confused, and know how to fight for yourself.

Therefore, what I want to say to you today is, to hell with those battles in the court! We and other small people, we do not seek power, wealth and luxury, we just want to watch the football happily, just to satisfy a little self-dream!

To hell with the Jinyi Guards! To hell with the Fifth Army Battalion and the 3,000 Battalions! They think they can make us confused, suffocate us, and make us miserable, and we cannot accept this kind of life!

To hell with the three palaces, they want to cover the sky in this capital, they want to tie us to their chariots, go against the will of the Daomen, and contribute to their own fame and fortune, we will never accept it!

My dearest friends, lottery friends, and golfers, a new day has arrived, whether to lose our lives and hopes forever, or to fight for it and fight for it, you choose. But I will keep in mind what Abbot Zhao told me, raise my head, puff up my chest, walk to the Taimiao, and say to them, I want my cultivation ball!"

After speaking, Mo Buping jumped off the broken wooden box, held his head high, and walked in the direction of the Taimiao. Behind him were more than thirty monks, followed by monks, players and golfers......

The wooden door of the lottery ticket sales point quietly opened, and the shopkeeper and a few guys came out of it, reclosed the wooden plank, and then quickly followed the line, joining the more and more people.

The Law of the Daomen

The Law of the Daomen