In fact, Lin Zixian didn't want to say such things. He and Qin Yue were just ordinary friends. There was no real emotional experience and no life-and-death relationship. In a broad sense, they were just ordinary friends.

As the saying goes, it is better to demolish ten temples than to demolish one marriage. No matter whether it is good or bad, he has no right to interfere with his marriage. Even Meng Zidan and Long Tianjun at the beginning, he never thought about what to do. He was simply involved by Meng Zidan.

However, when he saw Qin Yue, he always felt inexplicably. Under the eyes of the three of them, he still said: "I mean, if you want to change your lifestyle, I can introduce you to the animal and botanist. Maybe he needs an assistant, staying away from right and wrong may not be a choice."

Qin Yue seemed to have not accepted his kindness, but just smiled slightly and said, "Thank you, Brother Lin."

Seeing her like this, Lin Zixian didn't say anything else. He nodded slightly, turned around and called Tong Yunan to leave together.

Looking at the two of them leaving, Qin Yue, who was sitting in a wheelchair, said with a loss of regret: "Brother Lin is a good person."

Sikong Suqin, who was pushing a wheelchair, immediately sneered: "If he is a good person, then there will be no good people in this world. Don't be confused by his appearance."

Qin Yue was stunned and turned around and said, "Sister Qin, are there any misunderstandings between you and Brother Lin?"

"...What misunderstanding can I have between him and me?" Sikong Suqin said in a panic flashed in her eyes: "Anyway, he is not a good person."

After sending Tong Yunan back to the East China Sea, Lin Zixian casually found a hotel to stay in.

The next morning, Agassi called again. After asking about his address, he was afraid that the guy would escape in the face of trouble, so he came to pick him up in person.

Perhaps because the seminar was a religious conference, Lin Zixian wore it formally and put on the big red tutu costume he brought, the red hat on his head and the cross necklace hanging around his neck, which was very cool.

After Lin Dashang was dressed up, Agassi handed over a badge to Davis to attend the meeting, which contained a photo of Lin Zixian, a position in the Holy See, etc. Agassi and Davis also hung a picture on his chest, but Davis was not qualified to attend such a meeting. He was here to be the driver of the two.

Davis respectfully put the badge on Lin Zixian's chest, and then circled around Lin Zixian with Agasi. After confirming that there was no problem, Agasi nodded and smiled, "Sir, the time is almost over, we can set off."

Lin Zixian turned around in front of the mirror twice, held the red hat on his head, nodded and said 'um', walked to the table beside and grabbed a box of cigarettes and stuffed them into his clothes, then waved with satisfaction: "Let's go!"

Agassi and Davis looked at each other speechlessly. They followed him helplessly, and Davis brought Lin Zixian's bag.

When the two cardinals in red robes and Davis in black priest suits appeared in the hotel lobby, the three of them attracted the attention of many hotel waiters.

After the three got on the bus, Davis' handsome guy drove away quickly and headed straight to the Bureau of Religious Affairs.

The meeting was held at the guesthouse of the Bureau of Religious Affairs. It was said to be a guesthouse, but it was actually similar to a hotel, but there were a lot of guards at the door.

The three arrived at the guesthouse. After the staff at the guesthouse verified the identity of the three. Three beautiful welcome ladies took the three to the room arranged in advance, each with one room.

Lin Zixian had just turned around and checked around the room, and Agassi and Davis came to his room again.

After saying hello, Davis handed a sour briefcase to Agassi. Agassi opened the briefcase and took out a few printed speeches from it. He handed it to Lin Zixian and said, "Sir Bishop, at the seminar. If you are asked to speak, you can read it according to the prepared manuscript."

Lin Zixian took the manuscript and glanced at it, and found that it was full of empty words, without any nutritious words. He sneered with a shaking manuscript: "The Holy See also doing this?"

"As for the customs of the countryside," Agassi said with a wry smile.

"Forget it, I am a local, and it has nothing to do with me when I go to the countryside. It is best for you to do this. If you want to speak, you can speak on my behalf." Lin Zixian patted the manuscript back to his hands and said happily: "His Majesty and I have agreed to have a long time ago that I will come and sit down and not interfere with the affairs of the Holy See. I have to work hard on Bishop Agassi."

"I'm happy to share the worries of the Bishop." Agassi bowed slightly with a respectful look on his face.

But I felt relieved. Lin Zixian was tossing on the phone yesterday, and I was a little afraid of this guy. When speaking, if you don’t let this guy speak, you are afraid that this guy will turn against you, and you are afraid that this guy will speak nonsense, so I prepared an extra copy of the speech, and I am going to let Lin Zixian read it accordingly.

Now Lin Zixian voluntarily gave up the right to speak in the chief bishop, which made Agassi feel that this guy is not a completely messy person. If you give him face, he still respects you. It seems that this is how to get along with him in the future.

Before nine o'clock in the morning, the welcome lady came to the room again to inform them to go to the ninth floor for a meeting.

Davis was not qualified to attend the meeting and stayed in the room to rest. Lin Zixian and Agassi, who had a briefcase, followed behind Miss Yingbin to the large conference room on the ninth floor.

There were rows of tables and chairs in the conference room, and there were probably two or three hundred seats, and many people had already arrived first. Lin Zixian did not expect that so many people would attend this religious seminar and looked at the rows of seats on the rostrum. None of the leaders participating in the meeting appeared for the time being.

The welcome lady obviously had training in advance and directly led the two to the seats where the two were named. Lin Zixian was in the front row, which was obviously related to the status of the Holy See. Agassi happened to sit behind him, and the organizer of the meeting seemed to have considered the arrangement of the seats.

Lin Zixian was sitting in the seat and turned his head to look at the people present. He was frowning and suspicious about something. Suddenly, he saw the few people who were leading in at the door, including monks, Taoists and nuns. His eyes lit up and he stood up and walked out of the seat.

"Sir Bishop." Agassi, who was sitting behind, shouted anxiously, thinking to himself that you should not run around.

Lin Zixian, wearing a red robe, had already walked over quickly and bowed and smiled, "Master Ruyun, Taoist Master Changqing, I didn't expect to meet the two sects here."

He greeted none other than Wudang Master Ruyun and Qingcheng Master Changqing Master. He knew both of them.

While greeting, his eyes were already staring at the monks, Taoists, and nuns beside him, thinking that since these people could be with these two, they must be from the Eight Sects.

His appearance in a big red tutoring suit clasping his fists and celebrating his salute was somewhat funny.

Agassi, who stood up nervously, was stunned when he saw that he knew these people. He was not running around. He breathed a sigh of relief and sat down again.

After seeing his ghostly dress, Master Ruyun and Taoist Changqing were stunned. After realizing who they were, they almost said in unison: "Lin Zixian? Why are you here?"

Lin Zixian laughed and said, "I am now the chief archbishop of Christianity in China. Like the two leaders, they both come to attend seminars. I was overjoyed to see the two leaders here."

This is a bit hypocritical. What does it mean to be overjoyed? He clearly knew that the people from the Eight Sects were coming. If he hadn't known that they were coming, he wouldn't have thought about coming to attend this seminar.

True Man Ruyun and Taoist Priest Changqing looked at each other. Although Sikong Suqin knew that Lin Zixian was given the title of Cardinal of the Holy See, because of the humiliating encounter in Paris, he had no interest in mentioning this matter to his father True Man Ruyun, so True Man Ruyun did not expect to run into Lin Zixian here.

After the hypocrisy, Lin Zixian looked at the person staring at him and nodded with a smile, saying, "Two sects, who are these?"

"Are you Lin Zixian?" Yuehua, the leader of the Miaojiang Witch Sect, asked coldly.

Now that she has changed into a Taoist robe, there is nothing we can do about it. Now if you don’t put on a layer of legal cloak of “religion”, the witch religion is obviously an illegal organization and will ban you. However, after putting on the cloak of religion, you have to obey, otherwise you will still ban it.

Not only her, but also the leader of Huashan, Wu Chengdao, the leader of Kongtong Sect, Hu Lingzi, and Yan Defang, the leader of Bagua Sect, were all like this. They all wore Taoist robes and came to the meeting honestly.

"That's right." Lin Zixian bowed to the middle-aged beauty and smiled and said, "Do you dare to ask the Lord, who is?"

Shi Yuehua snorted coldly and passed by him. He had fought with his disciples and was good at not paying the score with him. How could he give him a good look?

Lin Zixian couldn't help but be stunned. The welcome lady on the side was already urging: "The leader is coming soon, so please invite a few to take a seat."

Wu Chengdao, the head of Huashan, Hu Lingzi, the head of Kongtong, and Yan Defang, the head of the Bagua Sect, did not show Lin Zixian a good look. After hearing the words of Miss Yingbin, he ignored Lin Zixian.

The Shaolin leader Shi Yongxin and Emei leader Master Puxia were more graceful. They nodded slightly to Lin Zixian and left one after another to take their seats.

True Man Ruyun and Taoist Master Changqing looked at each other, and the former smiled at Lin Zixian and said, "Please take your seat first, and you will say anything after the meeting."

Although Lin Zixian also had a grudge with Wudang at the beginning, considering the words of his master, this guy might become his son-in-law, and his attitude is naturally much more friendly than others.

Taoist Master Changqing also nodded to Lin Zixian and left. Obviously, he was not very interested in this guy. After all, when the man bombarded Qingcheng Sect and killed his disciples, he couldn't be happy even if he wanted to be happy. But this guy's master and his grand master Zihong were friends, and even Zihong said that he should not pursue this matter anymore, so it is natural that he can't continue to calculate the hatred.!~!

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