The illiterate Huangfu wanted to come forward to smooth things over, but Xuanyuan Wumu threw away his sleeves first and left. It seems that he doesn't bother to have a verbal dispute with me. From now on, he will probably use practical actions to prove that I am a good woman.
He led others to use Qinggong and performed a "flying across the sky" in front of me, as if this was a sect of cultivating immortals, not a demonic sect.
When the illiterate Huangfu saw him leaving, he hurriedly came up to me and said with a smile: "Hahaha, Elder Xuanyuan... he has a bad temper and a straightforward temper. The devil girl must not take it to heart."
"Call me An Qi." I corrected his title, then smiled back and said, "Don't worry, Lord Huangfu. I've always been good at getting along with people, and I will definitely get along well with Elder Xuanyuan."
Perhaps because I was not sincere enough, Huangfu, an illiterate man, twitched the corners of his mouth, not believing what I said at all.
He is not on duty today, and the deputy altar master will lead people to guard the sacred objects in the courtyard.
Following Ximen Wuhen's order, he greeted us. When our convoy entered the territory of the Demon Cult, someone reported our whereabouts.
Ximen Wuhen had something to do and couldn't get away, so he sent him to pick me up, settle us in, and lead me to get familiar with the environment.
Of course, after settling down, we have to meet the guards Jia and the others first.
We were stopped and questioned at the entrance to the headquarters, which delayed us for a while, but things became smoother later on. No one from the congregation along the way cared about us, and only occasionally cast curious glances, which were quickly withdrawn.
The overall atmosphere of the Demonic Cult is gloomy, including the architectural style and color scheme, which give people a dull and gloomy feeling.
As far as the eye can see, there are only two colors: black and red, and the believers wear uniform gray robes, covering their bodies from their necks to their feet, without any color embellishment on their bodies.
They didn't talk to each other when they were walking together in a group of three or five. They walked in silence without any smile on their faces.
If it weren't for the illiterate Huangfu who always smiled, I would have thought that the Devil's Cult's rules did not allow them to smile.
I told this little doubt as a joke, but the illiterate Huangfu nodded immediately and said:
"Yes, there is such a thing. Those in gray clothes are the lowest-level demon servants in the sect. They are not allowed to speak at any other time or place except when they are working and in their own residences."
"You don't need to say hello when you see the leader on the road?" I asked.
"Just salute," the illiterate Huangfu replied.
Ximen Wuhen had never told me about the Demon Cult and its rules. As if he knew what I was thinking, Huangfu Illiterate continued to explain:
"The leader concentrates on practicing. All other chores will be handled by the elders. The leader will not be bothered to make decisions one by one."
"Oh, that means these rules are set by the elders."
"Yes, as long as it does not involve the rules of the three altars, the four ponds, the two bells and the one circle, the elders have the power to decide on anything else. The rules that bind the congregation can also be changed regularly."
Ximen Wuhen is a martial arts fanatic, and he often retreats. The elders are older than him and have been in charge for a long time. Some of the powers in the sect may be greater than him.
This time, he took me back to the headquarters out of "willfulness", a person of unknown origin. I am still his biological sister, which means that my status has skyrocketed as soon as I came in.
It is normal for some people to feel uneasy.
The illiterate Huangfu took us to a courtyard to settle down, and my new employees were responsible for unloading the things in the car.
The carriage stopped elsewhere, and the people moved into the courtyard specially arranged by Ximen Wuhen.
The illiterate Huangfu said that Guard Jia and the others had already moved in. They lived in the servants' room and the main room was empty, waiting for Yunzhou and I to come back.
Guard Jia and the others were assigned something to do by Elder Situ, and they had to wait until they stopped working in the evening before they could come back.
I thought they followed Wan'er back to the Demonic Church to be treated as guests, but I didn't expect that they still had to work?
Huangfu Illiterate explained that Elder Situ was the one with the highest seniority and the most real power in the religion. If he insisted on doing anything, Ximen Wuhen would give him face.
For example, he felt that Guard Jia and the others were idle here, wandering around, breaking many rules, and had a bad impact on the church members, so he arranged for them to go mining in Magic Stone Mountain.
"Mining?" In my impression
Here, ancient miners were miserable.
"You don't have to worry. The work is not tiring. It's just that when working, they have to be restrained on the mountain and cannot come down. It is equivalent to finding a place to circle them and not being able to move around freely." Huangfu, an illiterate person, said quickly.
Even our serious boss can't take leave and come back. Even if the work in this mine is easy, it's almost like going to jail.
The illiterate Huangfu told me a lot of rules that need to be paid attention to, but they were all related to the four pools, three altars, two bells, and one circle. He may have heard what Ximen Wuhen said, and did not emphasize other rules to me, that is, the elders The ones we ordered.
He said there were too many rules to talk about and he couldn't finish them in a moment. He had already prepared a booklet for me and I could just flip through it when I wanted to read it.
There were too many of us to move together, so I left Nan Jiu and the new employees in the yard, and only took Yunzhou and Huangfu illiterate people out to familiarize themselves with the environment.
They took another car, pulled by two people, similar to a rickshaw, and visited various places on the streets of the headquarters.
Huangfu, an illiterate man, acted as a tour guide and explained it to us.
It was almost evening after shopping, so we returned to the courtyard. From a distance, we saw a few "black people" standing at the entrance of the courtyard. Chinese website
"Sir - madam -" a familiar voice came, and the little black man raised his arms and waved to greet us.
"What happened to you? Did you fall into the coal pit?" Those little black men were the guards Jia, Ding, and Xin. The three of them were black from head to toe, and their bodies were covered with black ash. They could only see Bai Yanren and Gong. White teeth coming out.
"We have just come down from Magic Stone Mountain and haven't washed up yet. We are eager to see you two and are waiting at the door!" Guard Jia saluted with a smile, and a cloud of black ash flew up from his body when he moved.
"Okay, no courtesy, I'll be confused for a while." I waved them back, "Go and wash up first, and then we'll have a meal together when we're done."
Ximen Wuhen has prepared a reception banquet, which will be attended by all members of the Demon Cult in three days. Tonight is just a "reunion" dinner for our own family.
Cheng Fei and Fairy Swordsman Du Li didn't come over. They were also covered in black ash. They were afraid of staining my clothes, so they stood still at the door.
After greeting them, they returned to the hospital with guard Jia and went to their residence to wash and change clothes.
Wan'er came later and was almost moved to tears when they met.
I thought to myself that we haven't been separated for too long, and her young master is very well behaved, but this little girl is easily moved.
As a result, Wan'er pulled me into the room and said with tears that she couldn't stay here any longer.
I took a look and realized that her relationship with Ximen Wuhen was in crisis!
But there were other people around, so it seemed inconvenient for her to say so.
She asked me if I was free in the evening and that she would come over later after dinner.
Of course I am free. Although she is the wife of the leader, we are her family. If she gets angry here, then we must support her.
