Early the next morning, Wu Weizi called, saying that the disciples of all sects had arrived, and they were now in the large conference room on the third floor of the Jincheng Hotel, asking when Zhang Cheng would come.
Zhang Cheng thought about it, asked Wuweizi to wait for him for a while, hung up the phone and contacted Wang Dafu and Hua Long, and asked them to meet him downstairs at the Jincheng Hotel, and then took Lin Wan'er out of the door.
After all, the people present today are all disciples of several famous mountains in the southwest, and it is a bit weak to go to the aura alone, and they can also save face with Hualong.
And Hua Long used to be a disciple of Qingcheng Mountain, although he is still vulgar, but now he is still in contact with the mountain gate, with him, at least Qingcheng Mountain will not deliberately make things difficult for him.
As for Wang Dafu, an old man, although his cultivation is only a subordinate product of Fang Shi, he is also from Maoshan anyway, and he has a ghost idea, so he will not suffer if he follows him.
When Zhang Cheng and Lin Wan'er arrived at the Jincheng Hotel, Hua Long had already arrived, and he was chatting with Wu Weizi without a word.
Zhang Cheng got out of the car and looked at it, but didn't find Wang Dafu, so he asked Hua Long: "Wang Dafu, that old guy hasn't come yet, could it be that he couldn't get out of bed after doing too much health care last night." ” Hua Long shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he didn't know either.
Wu Weizi smiled: "Zhang Daoyou still has friends who want to come, then let's wait a little longer." ” Several people walked into the hall, sat in the rest area and waited for more than ten minutes, when a figure dressed in red and green ran in from the door.
When Zhang Cheng saw it, he was dumbfounded.
The person who came was Wang Dafu, but this old man didn't know what was crazy, he was actually wearing a flower T-shirt, a skull on his chest, a pair of fat pants on his lower body, a pair of shiny sneakers on his feet, a finger-thick chain around his neck, and four or five rings on his fingers.
"What the hell, your head is caught in the door," Zhang Cheng shouted.
Wang Dafu smiled a little embarrassedly, "I went out to square dance this morning, and now my aunt likes this taste, and I rushed over before I had time to change it when I received your call." ” Zhang Cheng almost fainted, "I also served you, I asked you to save face, not for you to embarrass me, you dressed like this, I don't know, I thought we were here to perform an elderly disco."
Wu Weizi looked at Wang Dafu's outfit and was full of surprise, but he still stood up and asked, "Is this friend also from my Daomen?"
Wang Dafu's face was solemn, and he made a mockery, "Wang Dafu, a disciple of Maoshan Outer Sect, has seen Taoist friends. ” These words, combined with his outfit, are really indescribably weird.
Wuweizi's expression was strange, but he still politely returned the salute, "Weibaoshan Wuweizi has seen Taoist friends." ” "Alright, since we're all together, let's go up."
Hua Long got up and nodded at Wu Weizi.
"Come with me."
Wu Weizi led the way in front, and several people got on the elevator, came to the third floor of the hotel, and walked into a large conference room.
This meeting room may be used for the annual meeting of some companies, and it is very spacious, with a rostrum in front and rows of chairs below, and the whole space is very spacious, at least it can accommodate hundreds of people.
At this time, there were already seventy or eighty people sitting inside, there were Taoists and monks, most of them were dressed in civilian clothes, after all, the magic world still pays attention to escapism, and it is not good for so many Taoist monks to appear in the hotel at the same time.
Zhang Cheng went in and glanced at it, and found that these people were roughly divided into four areas and sat down, and in front of each area sat a slightly older person, who should be the leader of these mountain gates.
Those disciples sat in their positions, some bragged and fart, some lowered their heads and played with their mobile phones, looking no different from ordinary people, as soon as Zhang Cheng and the others entered the door, they immediately attracted the attention of many people.
When these people's eyes swept over Wang Dafu, they all showed surprise at the same time, and secretly said that now the magic world has been so in line with the trend has begun to organize a street dance troupe Wuweizi cleared his throat and sang loudly: "Jiangcheng scattered cultivator Zhang Cheng, with Taoist companion Lin Wan'er, former Qingcheng Mountain disciple Hua Long, and former Maoshan disciple Wang Dafu, came to participate in the meeting."
Lin Wan'er seemed to be a little unaccustomed to the title of Taoist couple, and glanced at Zhang Cheng with a blushing face, Zhang Cheng grinned at her, took her hand, and swaggered in.
Zhang Cheng's reputation had long since spread in the Southwest Spell Circle, and as soon as they heard his name, everyone's eyes fell on him, many of whom were not very friendly and even hostile.
Zhang Cheng glanced at the places where his gaze was most concentrated, and found that it was the group of disciples of Qingfeng Mountain, Song Xinghai was sitting at the front at this time, and he also turned his head to look at this side, but his gaze fell on Lin Wan'er.
Among the group of disciples sitting on the left, a middle-aged man in a green shirt stood up, walked over quickly, and snorted at Hua Long, "Senior Brother Hua still recognizes me?"
Hua Long took a closer look when he heard the sound, and said hesitantly: "You are a little monkey" The middle-aged man's expression was a little embarrassed, "In front of so many people, Senior Brother Hua won't call me by a nickname, after decades of absence, is Senior Brother still in good health?"
"Okay, Senior Brother said that I missed my mouth, Senior Brother Hou, I didn't expect you to lead the team in Qingcheng Mountain this time" Hua Long laughed heartily, gestured on the shoulders of the people in green shirts, and said: "You were so tall when I went down the mountain, but I didn't expect you to grow a beard in a blink of an eye." ” Senior Brother Hou also laughed, "The head of the family knows that I had the best relationship with my senior brother in the past, so he specially asked me to lead the team, so that our senior brothers can get together." ” "Uncle Shi really has a heart, after returning to the mountain, he will definitely kowtow to the head of the house for me."
A trace of emotion flashed in Hua Long's eyes, and then he remembered Zhang Cheng beside him, and hurriedly introduced: "Come on, let me introduce you to you, this is Zhang Cheng, my old friend, this is Hou Jingshan, the Taoist Xuanjing Taoist, is my junior brother." ” "Xuan Jing has seen Zhang Daoyou, and I have long heard of Zhang Daoyou's name, but when I saw it today, he was really a young talent" Because of Hualong's relationship, Hou Jingshan was also very polite to Zhang Cheng.
Zhang Cheng was not arrogant, and hurriedly returned the salute.
"I almost got today's festival to discuss how to seal Chaos, but it is not a confession meeting for you Qingcheng Mountain," someone among the disciples of Qingfeng Mountain shouted in a strange manner.
"Don't be rude" Song Xinghai immediately stood up, turned his head and glared at the disciple who spoke, then smiled at Hou Jingshan and Wuweizi, and said slowly: "Two fellow Daoists, everyone is from afar, it is important to do the right thing first, and the parents should talk about it later." ” Hou Jingshan glanced at Song Xinghai, snorted in his nose, and walked back to his seat with his sleeves brushed.
Zhang Cheng didn't say anything, pulled Lin Wan'er to pick a back row and sit down, and Hua Long and Wang Dafu also sat next to them
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