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Wang Yan remembered Senior Yunshanren, because he was the Taoist priest of Zhengyi Dao.∮,

Therefore, in Wang Yan's impression, Zhengyidao is one of the orthodox classical Taoist traditions, and is good at talismans, Taoism, formations, etc. Each of them should be Taoist dressed with righteousness and Taoist bones and fairy charm.

But this young man was dressed in casual sportswear, clean and refreshing, with red lips and white teeth, and his dress was very fashionable. If he met him on the street, he would only think that he was still studying in college. However, since the other party has shown his identity and is quite friendly, Wang Yan certainly cannot be rude.

He smiled toothfully, shook hands politely with him and said, "Hello, hello, I have long admired Daming." Wang Yan was a little strange. He was also from Zhengyidao, why did Zhang Weidao belong to the South China Branch? And senior Yunshanren is from the Central China Branch?

Another point is that Wang Yan looked at Zhang Weidao, who seemed to be about the same age as him. However, he was already a domain-level strongman, and he couldn't help but secretly admire him. It seems that there are still many outstanding people among the younger generation in China, and today I have seen it.

Zhang Weidao said: "Lao Wang, you smashed my villa with one blow. There is no place to rest, so I will be squeezed there."

After a few greetings, the two confirmed that Wang Yan was the same age as him and would be a few months older than him. He could not escape the title of Lao Wang.

"Okay, then come on." Wang Yan smiled generously, "Anyway, there are many rooms in the villa. If you don't quit drinking, you can have two more drinks together."

Wang Yan was also a little curious about Taoist techniques and talismans. It was not that he wanted to learn secretly or accumulate knowledge. He wanted to ask senior Yunshanren for more advice, but whoever thought that something big happened later would not care about it.

Wang Yan saw that Zhang Weidao's character seemed to be very good. There are pros and cons to interact with each other.

"I don't quit drinking, but my alcohol tolerance is average. Lao Wang, just don't pour me." Zhang Weidao replied generously.

"Amitabha, the little monk will not quit drinking." The young monk wearing a broken cassock appeared beside the two men like a ghost, clasped his hands together and said, "Can you join the party?"

"Haha, the four do not quit. At a young age, you have never quit anger, killing, drinking, or meat." Zhang Weidao laughed and said, "What kind of monk is still dedicated to seeking Buddha, and you can return to secular life and marry a girl early and experience the prosperity of the world."

The young monk’s four precepts were solemnly clasped together: “Little Tianshi, you are attached to the appearance. The world is as deep as the sea. How can you escape without entering the mortal world? The little monk grew up in the Prajna Temple since he was young. If he didn’t understand anger, how could he be quit? If he had never tasted wine, how could he say that he would quit drinking?”

"Since you have tasted the wine, why don't you quit drinking?" Zhang Weidao cursed with a smile.

"not enough."

"not enough?"

"If you don't taste all the fine wine in the world, your obsession will be difficult to eliminate. If you can't eliminate the obsession, how can you become a Buddha?" The young monk said with a look of course, "The little monk's journey to Buddha is long, and his heart toward Buddha is comparable to gold and stone. This wine must be drunk."

"The fallacy, but I am the master of heaven admires you." Zhang Weidao smiled and introduced to Wang Yan, who was stunned by the side. "Old Wang, you probably don't know this monk Sibujie yet? Come on, let me tell you that his Dharma name was called Yibujie, and within two years it was called Erbujie. Later, it was called Sanbujie. Now you know that his Dharma name has become Fourbujie. By the way, monk, when did you become Fivebujie? What will the fifth one? "

"Amitabha, everything goes with the circumstances." The four non-precepts are said seriously, "When will you break the precepts and when will you change the Dharma name."

Wang Yan's mouth twitched slightly. It would be strange to be a monk like this. Break a precept and change a magic number.

However, he still said politely: "Hello Master Sibujie, of course you can attend the party. I welcome anyone there."

The Four Do Not Discuss have not spoken yet.

A giggling laugh came, and a woman with a green skirt floating down from the air, with a fairy-like temperament and charm. But her laughter and methods always make Wang Yan feel a creepy smell.

Then she fell to the ground, and a refreshing fragrance wafted, and she kept laughing: "Little handsome guy, this is what you said. My house was burned down, and I was worried about not having a place to go."

Her voice was soft and soft, but it made people feel a little dangerously chill. But the villa she was pointing to was just a few balls of flames fell on the top, and it didn't break much at all, and it basically would not affect the living.

As soon as she appeared, even Zhang Weidao and Si Bujie looked awe-inspiring, and each took a small step back, as if he wanted to stay away from her.

"Oh, two brothers, why are you so afraid of your sister?" The woman in the green skirt covered her mouth and smiled charmingly, "Brother Zhang family, are you afraid that your sister will eat you? Sibujie Xiao Monk, do you want your sister to break the ban for you?"

Uh... This is really a witch!

However, Wang Yan had no choice but to treat such a demon woman. He coughed twice and said, "This sister..."

Halfway through his words, a scent of ice appeared beside him. Nan Lian, who was wearing sunglasses, held Wang Yan's hand with a faint expression and said, "The poisonous widow Yuan Rourou, right? She has long been famous. Everyone is a colleague of the National Bureau of Non-China Affairs. It is fate to get together. If you want to join the small party, of course you are welcome. But..."

Nan Lian pondered for a while and said, the ice around her body was lingering: "If you want to play tricks, don't blame me for being polite."

"Oh, isn't this the Ice Queen Huangfu Nanlian?" Yuan Rourou said with a grievance, "You protect your little love man so well. Don't worry, everyone is a colleague. I just want to make friends with you, don't treat me as a thief, right?"

"That's the best." Nan Lian smiled with a smile on her lips and turned around and said, "Xiao Yan, let's continue to drink some wine and tell you about the Shentu Tianlu."

"Okay." Wang Yan chuckled and agreed. Seeing Lei Hong passing by from a distance, he greeted him, "Brother Lei Hong, do you want to come and gather together?"

Lei Bo paused, as if he was hesitating.

"Everyone is a colleague, just exchange feelings with each other." Wang Yan knew what his personality he had, and was hesitating, which means he already attached great importance to Wang Yan's words. Otherwise, given his original urinary nature, he would probably pass by even if he could do it.

Finally, Lei Bo nodded, walked to Wang Yan, and nodded at him. However, he still looked cold and unpredictable to others and was not close to strangers. His attitude was already very clear. He only gave Wang Yan only face here. As for others, he was too lazy to pay attention to them.

This made Wang Yan secretly sigh, are there any normal people among the superpowers? Is it necessary to do it? Every one is so special?

"Boy, you guys play slowly." The corpse Taoist heard the voice from afar, "I am so frustrated that I won't attend the dinner, I'll go for a walk in the city."

Then he walked out of the villa area with his hands on his back. The burly silver-armored corpse behind him carried a dark silver coffin, rumbling and following him step by step.

Wang Yan was speechless, Senior Corpse, of course it’s okay to go to the city to get angry. But will it cause social panic when you go out with such a domineering silver armored corpse?

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Half an hour later, Wang Yan's villa.

A group of people were in the living room, either lying on the sofa, or sitting on the floor. Everyone was happily drinking, eating various snacks, and chatting happily. If it weren't for the different images of these people, most people would have thought this was a gathering of ordinary young people.

The large TV in the living room has been enabled and a talent show is playing. The sound is chaotic, but it adds a bit of lively atmosphere.

"One cup, give me another cup." Lei Bo, who was cold in image, had his eyes slightly red, and his white wings were raised high, and he bragged with his arms around Wang Yan, "Brother, I will tell you some interesting things at the Joint Conference on Protecting Mother Earth."

Wang Yan's face turned dark. Given the urinary nature of this brother, the most interesting thing at the Laoshizi joint meeting was that you, Brother Hong, had drunk alcohol.

One cup? Of course I can't give him a drink.

If you put a few bottles of Erguotou down this thing, it will probably be dismantled from the headquarters of our State-owned African Bureau.

Today's wine is obviously a little bit higher. Thinking that there is still a dinner party today, he probably has to fight with someone alone. Of course, Wang Yan gave him beer, the so-called glass of wine, which is just a bottle of beer.

But even so, after only four or five bottles of bottle caps, he started talking nonsense and got excited.

"Hihehe!" Yuan Rourou, a highly poisonous widow, sat between Zhang Weidao and Sibujie, with a slight swaying to hug him from the left and right, and then made a series of silver bell-like laughter, "Little Taoist, little monk. Is the joke that my sister just told is not nice? Why do you all have such a bitter face?"

"Hahahaha."

Zhang Weidao and Sibujie each held up their smiles, showing a very pleasant expression.

"Okay, I won't tease you two anymore." Yuan Rourou was wearing a green dress and ancient costume, but she was holding a red wine glass with drunken eyes and said to Wang Yan with a clever smile, "It's rare to see a handsome guy like you. Come on, sister, toast you with a glass of wine."

As he spoke, the lotus arms were exposed and a glass of red wine had been handed to Wang Yan.

In an instant, something strange happened. It was clearly a glass of rose-red wine, and when her hand shook, the color of the wine turned green, green, which made people feel heart-wrenching.

Wang Yan also remembered the green mist she had sprinkled when she was putting out the fire before. When it encountered fire, it would extinguish the fire, and even if the stone touched it, it would turn black and crack.

It can be seen that those green fogs are poisonous. With her nickname, I understand what this glass of wine is?

Wang Yan touched his chin and pondered slightly. What does this poisonous widow mean?

"Hello, handsome guy, you are too brave." Yuan Rourou smiled and said with a charming look, "By the way, do you know why I call a poisonous widow? Hey, it's very poisonous, it's easy to understand. My awakening ability is to control the toxins. As for the widow, haha, because my sister poisoned her husband on the wedding night. Hahaha~"

A series of silver bell-like laughter echoed in the living room, making people feel creepy.
Chapter completed!