"Fat Master, the customs of this devil are too weird..."
"Mo Dan, how do I know they like wreaths? If I had known, I would have asked Xiao Zhu to order more..."
In a grocery store not far away, a fat man pretending to be a customer was chatting wordlessly with Gao Chao, pretending to be the store owner.
“There’s no additives in this wreath, right?”
The fat man did not continue to worry about the wreath, but quickly asked the topic he cared about.
"That's not possible. We brothers all know the rules, otherwise we wouldn't send two wreaths according to the custom of the Neon people."
Gao Chao said to the fat man while cleaning the counter with a feather duster.
"That's good, don't break your discipline because of some trivial things."
The fat man whispered to Gao Chao. As he spoke, he threw down a copper and took a bag of snacks before leaving.
When acting, you have to do a complete set. It is always inappropriate to wander around a grocery store for a long time without buying anything.
Recently, news has spread that the Shanghai strongholds in Zhabei and Nanshi have been destroyed...
Fortunately, the special operations team has no intersection with the Shanghai city, so it was not affected.
Facts have proved that Commander Ma's caution before the war was right.
The fat man took the snacks and strolled towards the City God Temple.
Not in a hurry, Fatty walked all the way to Broad Road in the French Concession, when he saw a somewhat familiar figure.
This person is Yamaguchi Shunian.
An invitation is worse than a chance encounter. When Fatty saw the sneaky Yamaguchi Xiunian, he naturally wanted to follow him to see what happened.
After walking with Yamaguchi Xiunian for more than ten minutes, we arrived at a Taoist temple in Laoximen.
However, Yamaguchi Xiunian seemed to have bad luck. After spending a long time, he failed to enter Baiyun Temple.
In the end, Yamaguchi Shunian could only go home angrily...
The fat man who returned to the City God's Temple also saw a letter on Ma Xiaoguang's table.
"The devil invites you to dinner?"
The fat man's eyes shone and he asked Ma Xiaoguang expectantly.
Ma Xiaoguang smiled and said: "No, the Japanese invited the real people and Taoist priests from the Taoist sect in Shanghai to participate in the Taoist teachings."
"You old man are going to go?"
"Go, why don't you go? The opportunity is rare, otherwise it won't be a waste of time."
"I happened to pass by Baiyun Temple and saw that there didn't seem to be any reception..."
"Every plaster has its own way of applying it. Besides, it's the Quanzhen Sect over there. We are the same sect and we don't have any boundaries..."
Ma Xiaoguang didn't care whether Baiyunguan accepted the invitation. He picked up the invitation and said with interest.
The fat man looked at Ma Xiaoguang, rolled his eyes, and nodded thoughtfully.
Two days later in the morning.
The entrance to Nishi Honganji Temple is a little deserted.
Ito Xiunian looked at the people coming and going at the door with a dark face.
"Senior brother, these Chinese Taoist sects don't give face, why should we care about them?"
The junior fellow student An Zhaiyuan Nian next to him whispered to Ito Shunian angrily.
"Confused! We came to Shanghai this time to promote Dharma. We want to defeat them in the rituals of Taoism and Feng Shui. Without opponents or audiences, how can we perform this drama?"
There was no expression on Ito Xiunian's face, but he gritted his molar teeth and said viciously to his junior brother.
"Master and senior brother are really not as knowledgeable as we are."
Knowing that the senior brother was really angry, An Zhai Yuan Nian quickly apologized timidly.
While the two were talking, they saw people starting to come to the door.
These are some wandering Taoists and charlatans invited by the local maintenance association to serve as human backgrounds.
The main ones are the Quanzhen Sect of Baiyun Temple and the Zhengyi Sect of Chenghuang Temple.
It's a pity that one of these two places directly blocked the junior brother from the door, and the other one accepted the invitation but did not comment on it, which was really frustrating.
"Brother, if it doesn't work, please ask Major Yoshikawa to send someone to tie him up..."
Ito Shunian did not refute this suggestion from Junior Brother Yuan Nian - in fact, he also had this idea.
What a coincidence, just when Ito Shunen had just thought about it, as if telepathically, a group of Taoist priests appeared in his sight.
This group of Taoist priests is quite impressive. The leader is a real man with gray beard and hair. He is wearing a green robe. Although he is simple, he has the air of a Taoist immortal.
Behind him were four respectful little Taoist priests, who looked very impressive at first glance.
"This is Zhang Yuanzhao, Zhenren Zhang, the 62nd generation descendant of Longhushan Zhengyi sect..."
A fat Taoist man with a beard on his face stood out from the entourage, holding an invitation and said loudly to Ito Xiu Nian.
Upon hearing what the fat Taoist said, the neon Taoist priests who were originally a little distracted suddenly became more energetic.
The Taoist people who filed in next to you also immediately bowed and stood in awe, with solemn expressions.
"Zhenzhen Zhang is the younger brother of President Zhang of the Taoist sect across the country and an authentic descendant of Longhu Mountain."
"Oh, this is incredible, this is the authentic descendant of Master Zhang!"
"Xiaodao has met Zhenren Zhang!"
The wandering Taoists with the human flesh background next to them stepped forward to pay their respects.
This is the Taoist sect that is as famous as the Quanzhen Sect, the Zhengyi sect founded by Zhang Tianshi!
You must know that since the Eastern Han Dynasty, the Zhengyi sect founded by Zhang Tianshi has been inherited in an orderly manner and cannot be faked.
Ito Xiunian felt happy when he saw this scene. God Amaterasu really blessed him. Even the descendants of Zhang Tianshi came. It seems that what happened today is going well...
"I've seen a real person! And I invited the real person inside to serve tea!"
Ito Xiunian suppressed the secret joy in his heart and respectfully invited Zhang Zhenren and his entourage to enter with a solemn expression.
Zhang Zhenren and his entourage naturally walked into Nishi Honganji Temple with their heads held high.
"Oh! It's such an honor for a real person to come!"
Aoyama Naoki had already been notified and knew that a big shot was coming, so he couldn't put on airs and bow to greet him at the doorstep of the main hall.
"This is Mr. Naoki Aoyama, the head of Neon's 'Kiku Ichipa'..."
An Zhaiyuan Nian followed Zhenren Zhang and his entourage all the way, and at this time acted as the master of ceremony again, solemnly introducing Qingshan Naoshu.
——You can’t let Master Qingshan introduce it yourself, that would be too disrespectful.
——It seems there is no sense of ceremony at all.
"Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, Mr. Qingshan is so polite, I'm sorry for you."
Master Zhang took a step forward with a half-smiling smile and said hello in a neither humble nor overbearing manner.
After the greetings were completed, Master Zhang did not say much and led his group of young Taoist priests into the hall to rest.
The hall is covered with tatami mats, and everyone is kneeling on the futons.
The guest followed the host as he pleased, Master Zhang smiled calmly and sat down leisurely.
The rest of the wandering Taoists also found places to sit down in twos and threes.
The number of people in the main hall gradually increased.
About forty minutes passed.
But when they heard the sound of a drum outside the hall, the neon Taoists were solemn and bowed in salute.
A group of white-clothed Taoists wearing neon robes and black gauze slowly walked into the hall surrounded by a man wearing a high hat.
