Chapter 253 Homecoming

It's almost time. As a big brother, it is impossible for Wang Laoshuan to guard at the door. At present, he told his two disciples to guard at the door and go back to prepare for the ceremony.

Although he can't convince the public in dealing with things, all depends on the guidance of the second brother Liu Shaolin, but he is the eldest brother. He is the oldest of the Taiping Taoist people at present, and he must be the host of this ceremony. If there is no accident, he must be one of the four great sacrifices, but it is definitely not his turn to do it.

In this regard, Wang Laoshuan is also very self-aknowledged. When preparing for the ceremony, he has taken the initiative to propose that he would not participate in the competition for the position of leader.

In any case, he is the eldest brother and the most powerful competitor of the position of the head. His high style has largely avoided the disputes and contradictions that may arise at the first conference to rebuild Shanmen.

After Wang Laoshuan finished, he was about to return to the courtyard when he saw a disturbance on the village road in front of him. The disciples guarding the road all stretched out their necks and looked at the village road, and some of them ran back in a panic.

"At the ceremony, there are many guests, what does it look like in a panic!" Wang Laoshuan scolded unhappily, "Let people see what kind of rabble our Taiping Road is!" Didn't your master teach you to be quiet when you are in trouble?

As soon as the disciples who ran back in a panic saw the master's training, they immediately stopped and dared not run again.

Although Wang Laoshuan has no prestige among the brothers of his generation and is famous for his weakness and indecision, he has always been strict with his disciples and is quite majestic in front of the younger generation.

One of the disciples who ran back reported, "Master, a convoy came from the entrance of the village, and many people were running with the convoy. It seemed to be aggressive, and I don't know if they came to smash the scene."

"Shoot the scene?" Wang Laoshuan frowned slightly.

It is true that Taiping Road made many enemies during the Hundred Years' War. However, today's Chinese magic world is led by the Mage Association, and the main strength of the Mage Association is the factions of the Tongxin Society and the sects that tend to be the Tongxin Society during the Hundred Years' War. Even if it is not close to Taipingdao, it will not come to make trouble at this time.

This is the big ceremony for the reconstruction of the mountain gate in Taiping Road. As long as it is not an sworn enemy, even if there are any small contradictions in the past, it will not come to make trouble at this time. That is equivalent to slapping the face in the face. Small things have to become big things, and small feuds will become ungrateful.

What's more, the most important thing is that all the sects of the whole Spring City Mage Association have known that the real teacher of Yong Bowen is Taiping Road. At this time, if you come to the face of Taiping Road, it is equivalent to hitting Yong Bowen's face.

Taiping Road has been silent for too long, and there is no prestige to speak of. Maybe there will really be one or two people who don't believe in evil and want to come to the door to slap him in the face, but Yong Bowen is different. Just like the sky, which one dares to hit him in the face? The end of the guy who didn't believe in evil and wanted to hit the face of Yongda Tianshi before was all there.

Although Wang Laoshuan is indecisive, he is by no means a brainless person. Otherwise, he will not be able to become the true disciple of Yong Hansheng. After thinking about it for a while, he reacted and scolded, "What's messing? That's the same door again. It's all stopped. I'll go back to the yard first."

This new family must be Yong Bowen.

Except for Yongda Tianshi, who dares to make such a big show before the ceremony of rebuilding the mountain gate in Taiping Road? That doesn't give face to Yongda Tianshi, but it's another matter for Yongda Tianshi himself.

Wang Laoshuan also heard Yu Laoze say that because of the assassination incident, Yong Bowen has a lot of guards in and out, and what he can see is enough to form a row. There are more hidden guards that can't be seen. The sky is monitoring, and the small miniature puppets slipping underground are three-dimensional security wherever they go, and they are looking for all-round corners.

It was because he concluded that Yong Bowen had returned, so Wang Laoshuan immediately returned to the courtyard and no longer stayed at the door.

I'm kidding. He is Yong Bowen's uncle. What's wrong with standing at the door to greet him? Is there any new respect and inferior? If outsiders want outsiders to see it, how can they laugh at Yong Bowen?

No matter how powerful your Yongbo is outside, when you return to Taipingdao, you are just an ordinary disciple. You have to follow the rules. This is the demeanor of a famous sect. You can't say that you are powerful. When you go back to the door, you can ignore all the rules and walk horizontally. If you really want this kind of thing happen, the ancestors of Taipingdao will feel ashamed.

When the disciples outside the door heard what Wang Laoshuan said, they all thought that another branch came back to participate in the ceremony. They were relieved, but they couldn't help muttering in their hearts. They didn't know which faction was the same family. This row was big enough. There were not to mention the team, there were so many people running with the car with the sword box on their back. I don't know if I'm deliberately going to give it to other peers.

But in any case, the area in front of the door calmed down again, and everyone was in charge of their respective duties.

Not long after, I saw two rows of suit ponytail men with swords trotting along the road. They were all strong men in their twenties. They ran together, and their footsteps sounded into a piece. Every five or six meters, two people must be separated to stop on the roadside. The sword box was under the shoulder, put his hands on the ground, and stood there like a nail. It doesn't move.

The team ran all the way to the door of the Yong family's old house, lined up on both sides of the gate, and separated the Taiping disciples in front of the door, just like clearing the field.

A convoy of more than ten cars came slowly, drove to the gate and stopped at the same time. Except for the middle one, all the front and rear vehicles were brushed to open the door. The equally dressed young men got out of the car one after another, surrounded the middle car, facing out to form a new defense circle.

When everyone finished the deployment, the car in the middle opened the door and came down with a man and two women.

"That's Yong Bowen."

Someone couldn't help shouting.

Although the ceremony has not yet been held, and many disciples in various branches do not know each other, in the past half a year, most people know who Yong Bowen is.

He is the only bloodline left by his master Yong Hansheng. He is the first person in the Chuncheng magic world. He is a colonial tycoon who controls the armed colonial group. He is also the boss of many young disciples in the family.

Many people, especially young disciples who have joined the Yong Bowen Group, have seen the photos of Yong Bowen.

At this time, as soon as Yong Bowen appeared, he immediately recognized it.

"It's worthy of being a big boss. This style, this scene is amazing."

"It looks bigger than the aura of several uncles and uncles."

"Isn't this nonsense? How many uncles and uncles are in charge of a total? There are thousands of human employees under Ren Yongbowen, and there are millions of puppet troops of colonial servants. Compared with others, masters can only be regarded as small fights.

"I don't know who in the sect can subdue him."

"Well, several uncles are stupid. They have assigned all the important positions of the sect in advance, and I don't know how to leave a place for others. If he is not satisfied, he may provoke some demons."

A group of Taiping disciples whispered. Although they all deliberately lowered their voices, as soon as there were many people, the noise unconsciously became louder.

Yong Bowen didn't realize it. He took Ai Liyun and Yu Chunbing straight to the door. Pan Hanyi and others waited on the roadside honestly and did not follow.

The big boss is to recognize his ancestors and go back to participate in the sect ceremony. He doesn't go to a Hongmen banquet and enter the Zongmen station. If he still brings a large number of bodyguards, it will be too disg of face to all the sect.

Of course, another main reason why Pan Hanyi is not to follow is that he already knows that all factions of the association have sent representatives to attend the ceremony. At least, there are 100 people. With them, even if he really wants to touch Yong Bowen's tiger buttocks, these people will never sit and watch.

Wang Laoshuan's two disciples, who guarded the door, looked at Yong Bowen's stride. For a moment, they were forced by his momentum, and even cold sweat flowed down his back. When they saw him approaching, they quickly saluted first, and then said, "Welcome Brother Yong back to the school." That polite and respectful attitude is no different from facing his master.

"It's your service, two brothers."

Yong Bowen arched his hand and took the two women to enter the door.

One of Wang Laoshuan's disciples quickly stopped him and said with some embarrassment, "Brother Yong, this is the sect ceremony. Don't bring your family or anything."

"The two of them are not family members."

Yong Bowen looked left and right.

Ailiyun hugged her fist and said, "Longhu Mountain Ailiyun, on behalf of Longhu Mountain, congratulations on the reconstruction of the mountain gate of Taiping Road."

Yu Chunbing also hugged his fist and said, "Maoshan Paiyu Chunbing, specially came to watch the Taiping Road to rebuild the Shanmen Ceremony."