At this time, Zhao Youliang was completely unaware that Huang Yu's promise was tantamount to a promise to accept him as a horse disciple.
Therefore, there was no kowtow, but tears of gratitude: "Thank you, thank you, Mr. Huang!"
"Then what, you and the little dumpling haven't eaten yet, right?"
"I'll fry dumplings for you right now!"
As Zhao Youliang said this, he was about to go to the kitchen, but was held back by the Huang family's brother.
"You have enough. Don't be in a hurry about eating. I'll help you sort out the food first."
"What is this? It's a mess."
As we mentioned before, Zhang Banxian, who helped Zhao Youliang open the church, was a fool himself, so he missed many necessary steps and procedures when setting up the church.
Of course Huang Yu, as a direct descendant of the Huang family, could not stand such a mess.
After asking Zhao Youliang to bring yellow paper, pen, ink and other necessary items, Huang Yu personally rearranged the house:
Set up the incense table in the middle, light the seven-star incense, then worship the heaven and earth, worship the eight directions, and invite the Big Dipper to enter.
The invitation to Mr. Big Dipper here is just a ceremony, and it cannot really invite the true spirit of Mr. Big Dipper.
Then Huang Yu stepped on the Gangbu Dou, walked Tai Chi steps, and invited the seven stars to take their seats.
After the spell was cast, Huang Yu kept bowing and clasping his fists and shouted to Zhao Youliang.
"If you have enough, please give me the incense burner!"
Zhao Youliang, who had been warned long ago, quickly raised his hands and placed the jar-sized incense burner on the incense table.
Then something magical happened: I saw little stars falling through the roof into the incense burner, forming the pattern of the Big Dipper.
When Huang Yu saw this, he breathed a long sigh of relief, put away his salute and stood up straight.
"It's done, our court has been established."
"If you can, please bring the order, flag, seal, and sword to worship as soon as possible. As for recruiting manpower and ordering troops, I will go back and help you find them when I have time."
Asking for help means asking the immortal family to come and sit in the hall;
To recruit soldiers is to find "people" to serve in the eight halls of sweeping, watching, stringing, guarding, and Tongtian, Guidi, Guanzhi and Tanbing.
Because Zhao Youliang acted forcefully and had no "immortal fate", Huang Yu had to do the above things based on his own dignity.
Either invite your own clansmen, or direct descendants from the other four major Celestial Immortal families, or of course other powerful "loose cultivators".
In short, if Huang Yu comes forward, the immortal family invited must be much more powerful than the original evil hall immortal.
Zhao Youliang was a little embarrassed when he heard that Huang Yu asked him to get the order, flag, seal, and sword.
After embarrassingly offering the flag and seal, he spoke weakly.
"Well, little brother Huang, we only have these two for now."
"Originally we also had a 'sword', but after showing it to Granny Liu and the others, she said it was not up to standard, it was too ugly..."
Zhao Youliang's words once again made Huang Jiaxian realize the "simpleness" of this hall...it didn't even have the most basic "four major items".
While smiling helplessly, he said smoothly: "As long as the sword can deter and kill evil, there is no difference between handsome and ugly, so take it out."
"As for your order, I will slowly think of a way for you..."
At this point, the little brother from the Huang family suddenly couldn't speak anymore. He stared at the "sword" in Zhao Youliang's hand with wide eyes and surprise...the so-called sword.
If the little brother from the Huang family hadn't been well behaved, I'm afraid he would have yelled loudly: How dare you call this piece of shit a sword?
It would be better to take a piece of wood on site and let the little dumplings chew one temporarily, right?
Are you sure you didn't just cut this thing out with a knife when some naughty kid had nothing to do?
Just when Brother Huang wanted Zhao Youliang to put away the small wooden knife, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind.
Subconsciously, he took back what he said and replaced it with: "Youliang, show me the 'sword'."
Upon closer inspection, this small wooden knife is really... surprisingly ugly!
Fortunately, the little brother from the Huang family was restrained and could barely hold back.
After struggling to translate the combination of the above words and pinyin, especially after seeing that the signature was a painted chicken, the little brother from the Huang family fell silent.
He always felt that this scene was very familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember where he had seen it or heard of it.
Out of careful consideration, Huang Yu asked Zhao Youliang to put away the small wooden knife.
"Keep it, maybe it will be useful in the future."
"You have the capacity. You and the little dumpling stay at the entrance of the hall, and I'll go back and ask for help. If it's an emergency, it would be good to have a few more helpers."
"Also, go and prepare the tablets for Mr. Hu Santai, Mrs. Hu Santai, and Mother Hei, and place them at the top of the incense table."
"We can't lose our etiquette!"
Mr. Hu and Mrs. Hu are the top immortals and guardian immortals in the world, while Mama Hei is the chief protector of the Northern Taoist Sect.
Therefore, no matter what kind of hall it is, as long as it is regular and capable of doing things, these three people must be enshrined.
The three elders are compassionate and will always protect the disciples who truly do good deeds.
When Huang Yu left, Zhao Youliang immediately followed suit.
Not only were the tablets of the above three people enshrined high, but the tablet with the words Hui Wuming was also placed on the second floor.
Followed closely by "Little Dumpling" and Brother Huang's.
The little dumpling is full of spirituality and kowtows vigorously to the "Hui Wu Ming" tablet.
He also picked up his own fried dumplings one by one, which is equivalent to offering them as an offering.
Unfortunately, the tablet remained unmoved and showed no reaction.
The little dumpling was very disappointed when he saw this. He stood up again, folded his paws into his fists and made three bows before squatting down on Zhao Youliang's shoulder in dejection.
What Zhao Youliang didn't know was that Xiao Dumpling did this in a "fake attempt" to help him invite Hui Wuming to sit in court.
So I just think the little guy is very cute and a real elf.
Comparing it with the rogue dog I raise... Wow, the rogue dog is simply hideous and useless.
People have to die when compared with others, goods have to be thrown away when compared with goods, dogs have to be killed compared with mice... Of course, the one who is killed must be the dog, the rogue dog raised by the family!
Talk about Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrives.
Just when Zhao Youliang was "indignant", the big yellow dog walked in with his big butt swinging.
Seeing the new-look Tangkou, he was obviously startled, and then he barked at Zhao Youliang.
The amazing thing is that Zhao Youliang actually understood the meaning of the big yellow dog. He smiled cautiously and picked up a blank tablet and said.
"Brother Dog, Brother Dog, don't be impatient, you have something to say!"
"Don't you just want an offering? We'll do it for you right now!"
"But I at least need to know your name, right? You can't write Rogue Dog or Dahuang, right?!"
When the gangster dog heard this, his ugly face actually showed a slightly lonely look.
It was this look that made Zhao Youliang feel a pain in his heart - because once upon a time, he had no name, until he met his adoptive father...
In sympathy, Zhao Youliang wrote quickly and wrote the four characters "Master Dahuang" on the tablet, and then respectfully placed it with the dumplings.
With the way the big yellow dog behaves on weekdays, he either abuses bitches or bullies small town residents every day. Isn't that just like the landlords and bureaucrats in the old society?
Therefore, there is absolutely nothing wrong with calling him Mr. Dahuang!
