Tiannv Ba also wants to be a cartoonist

After two songs in a row, the fans were dumbfounded.

Just now I was immersed in the romance of "accompanying is the longest confession of love", but immediately came another sweet confession of "I met you was the most beautiful accident".

Who can stand this?

"Teacher Yuanyuan, what's the matter? Send out some of these sweet songs, is it spring?"

"It's so sweet. It's true that women understand women. If anyone can sing this song to me on the Ferrari, I will definitely fall in love with him."

"I found out that Teacher Yuanyuan is a liar in love. This woman has an affair with everyone, Su Xiaoyuan, Wang Shu, Fei'er... Come on, let's take stock of who else is there."

"Wow, what a scumbag... But I like it, so many CPs, I don't know which couple to follow."

"See, the high yield is like a sow! This is the victory of the root blowing party! Blowing the root is fun for a while, and it is always fun to blow the root. Everyone, come and join the root blowing party!"

"What kind of root blowing party! You should join our Tsing Yi sect! As long as you join the sect, we will be half brothers, and we will dedicate our hearts to our godmother together!"

……

"Sand Sculpture Netizens." Jiang Huiyuan flipped through the comments one by one, spitting out.

Suddenly the phone rang, it was Zhou Yuan calling.

"Hello? Oh... oh... okay, got it, bye."

Zhou Yuan called to tell her not to rush to post the video. The two high-quality videos were originally developed separately to achieve the best effect, but she posted it too quickly, and the popularity will inevitably be wasted.

In addition, Zhou Yuan also felt that since she is a singer, she can be packaged as a talented woman. The commercial value of these two songs is very large, so it is a pity to post them on Weibo like this.

But Jiang Huiyuan didn't care much about it. Anyway, no matter how big the income of a song is, it's not that important compared to her manuscript fee.It's better to post some free ones on Weibo, so that more people can hear it, and then drive the sales of comics.

"Oh...don't worry about it, anyway, I can't do anything if he asks me to send it. I'd better go to bed."

……

When Jiang Huiyuan was sleeping soundly, a group of people were busy.

In the dimly lit room, the top leaders of Tsing Yi Sect gathered together again.

Cen Qianshan routinely placed his hands in the character "ji" under his nose, surrounded by Gouzi, Ergouzi, Master Niu and so on.

"Everyone, I don't need to talk about this time. The situation is already obvious, and something big is going to happen."

Ergouzi leaned on the chair with Erlang's legs crossed and said, "Before you say this, why don't you explain why there is no light in the room this time?"

Master Niu also nodded: "Yes, yes, I brought all the repair tools, but this time there is no light at all, how to repair it."

"Fix your hair!" Cen Qianshan said displeased, "Anyway, every time I have a meeting, the light will break for no reason, so I'll just find a place without a light and see how it breaks! Facts have proved that I am right, this The second time... the light is not broken."

"Is there any difference?" asked the four-eyed young man in a suit next to Er Gouzi, "Isn't it still dark?"

Cen Qianshan asked back: "I'm telling you now about whether the lamp is broken or not. Are you telling me if it's black or not? If it's black, you can't see it? If your eyes are useless, dig them out and donate them to those in need." people."

"Uh..." The four-eyed young man in a suit didn't dare to speak.

Cen Qianshan said: "Where did I just say? It's all your fault, you have forgotten my business."

"You just said that something big is going to happen." said the lady holding the dog.

"Oh, yes, something big is about to happen," Cen Qianshan said, "Now..."

Before he finished speaking, Er Gouzi suddenly interrupted: "Wait a minute, I'm hungry, let's order first."

Cen Qianshan: (;′д｀)ゞ[I haven’t finished yet. 】

But everyone agrees to order first, so he had to wait for a while.

"Waiter! Waiter!" The four-eyed young man in a suit shouted a few times towards the door, but Er Gouzi slapped him on the back of the head, turning his head 270 degrees.

"Why are you hitting me on the head?" the four-eyed young man in a suit said aggrievedly while straightening his head.

"You are stupid," Er Gouzi said, "this is not a restaurant, you call a ghost waiter! Order takeaway!"

As soon as the words were finished, a translucent woman in white clothes suddenly emerged from the wall: "What do you want?"

"Mom!" Er Gouzi was startled, there really is a ghost waiter! "What's the matter?"

The female ghost waiter smiled and said, "Welcome to the Yinyin Hotel. I am waiter No. 5, Xiaoqian."

Er Gouzi looked back at Cen Qianshan, and saw that Guardian Zuo seemed to be as startled as she was: "Hey, hey, didn't you arrange this place?"

"It wasn't me, I asked Yichao to look for it." Cen Qianshan was very innocent.

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So everyone looked at the four-eyed young man in a suit again.

"Don't you all know?" The four-eyed young man in a suit looked at everyone in surprise, "This is the top restaurant with a 3-star rating in the latest gourmet guide released by the Mysterious Alliance, and it took me a lot of effort to book a seat. "

"I asked you to find a place without lights, but you actually found a restaurant? No wonder there are no lights in the Underworld Hotel." Cen Qianshan said with emotion.

"Oh, don't talk so much, order, order," Er Gouzi said to the waiter, "Hey, what kind of food do you have here, isn't it bibimbap with ashes?"

"If you want, we can prepare it for you," Xiaoqian took out a menu and handed it over, "Our restaurant has two sets of menus for Yin and Yang, and the bibimbap with ashes is in the Yin menu."

Er Gouzi opened it and saw, oh: steamed buns with candles, rice wrapped in tinfoil, stewed old duck in an urn, mummies connected by flesh and blood...

She quickly turned to the Yang menu, and it was quite normal here: Dongpo pork, fish with pickled vegetables, raw fried chicken...

After casually ordering a table of dishes from Yangmenu, Er Gouzi returned the menu to Xiaoqian.

"Okay, please wait a moment, the food will be served soon," Xiaoqian smiled and disappeared into the wall, "If you are satisfied with my service, please give Wuzhuxiang a good review, okay?"

The dishes in this restaurant are really fast, all are freshly made, but more than 10 dishes are ready in [-] minutes.

"Okay, let's get down to business." Cen Qianshan pulled out disposable chopsticks and planned to break them open. "According to my personal experience on Baiyan Island, some zombies in our church are indeed doing something without telling the leader."

"Hmph!" Er Gouzi snorted coldly, "It must be that woman, who would dare to do such a thing except her."

Everyone present knew who she was talking about... the world, the woman who once stood at the apex of Tsing Yi Sect with Jiang Huiyuan.

All zombies can be regarded as developed from her, and Cen Qianshan was the first person bitten into a zombie by the world.

It stands to reason that all zombies should have enough respect for the world, but if the world intends to fight against the leader, then the situation is different.

"Is there still a need for discussion? There is only one answer!" Click!The four-eyed young man in a suit broke off the disposable chopsticks in his hand, "Find out those restless teens and drive them all out!"

"Wait a minute, don't rush to make a conclusion," Cen Qianshan said, "I know her love for the leader better than anyone else. In short, I still need to find her first and have a conversation with them, but everyone knows her ability more or less. If you really want to hide, there are not many people in the whole world who can catch her except the leader."

Everyone didn't speak, and they obviously had nothing to do with the power of the world.

"So...Yichao, I hope you can contact your father," Cen Qianshan said to the four-eyed young man in a suit, "It's really difficult to face the deputy leader directly, and I still need his help."

"Ah..." The four-eyed young man in a suit seemed a little embarrassed, "My dad...he..."

"What happened to him?" Er Gouzi asked.

The four-eyed young man in a suit said: "A few years ago, he felt that breathing was too troublesome, so he simply put himself in a state of suspended animation. Now I don't know who he is sleeping in the shadow of."

The father of the four-eyed young man in a suit is Xun Ye, the right protector. The young man follows his father's surname, and his full name is Xun Yichao.

The composition of Tsing Yi Teaching is actually very simple.

There are four levels in total:

At the top is the principal and deputy leader,

Then go down to the left and right protectors,

Then there are 34 hall masters,

At the bottom are the ordinary congregation.

There used to be a position "high priest" independent of the system, but it only appeared for one term, and now it has been vacant for a hundred years.

34 hall masters are in charge of 34 halls, distributed in 34 provincial-level administrative regions,

In addition, the left and right protectors are also in charge of a hall respectively, which are the carrying hall of the left protector and the Zhe hall of the right protector.

Tuofa Hall has no fixed entrance and its members are unknown. It is said that it is mixed among the remaining 35 halls and has the power to judge the congregation.

Zhatang is in charge of overseas affairs.This hall used to be called Hongtang, but later it was changed to Zhetang because the right protector changed a pseudonym.

During the hundred years when the principal and deputy leaders disappeared, the left and right protectors were the highest leaders of Tsing Yi Sect.

So every time there is an important meeting, it is led by Cen Qianshan, the left protector, and Xun Ye, the right protector... Although Cen Qianshan has complained many times, he always pushes it because he is an "energy conservationist". Later, I asked my son Xun Yichao to replace him in the meeting.

This made Xun Yichao feel a lot of pressure.After all, all the seniors were sitting at the table, and he was the only newcomer.In particular, Er Gouzi, the master of the lotus hall, always bullies him. The reason is probably because I kept calling her sister when I was a child. When I grew up, I knew her real age and subconsciously said, "Then you are older than my grandma." .

This woman is too violent, every meeting Xun Yichao is looking forward to ending soon.

When it's over, he can't wait to check out and run away.There is no way, the seniors at the table can only be paid by him.

In fact, he doubted that Cen Qianshan had promised him to replace his father for the meeting and would call him every time for this reason, and even asked him to find a restaurant several times.

He wondered why the meeting had to be in a restaurant, but he couldn't say it out loud, he couldn't afford to mess with anyone at the table.

"Melancholy~" On the way home, Xun Yichao couldn't help but sigh with emotion.These three words appear very frequently recently, and they are almost becoming his mantra.

"Young hall master, you are back." The security guard at the gate greeted him when he saw his car.

"Well, I'm going in." Xun Yichao nodded and continued to drive in.

Although Zhatang is in charge of overseas affairs, he also has a presence in China, which is the Yedu community where he is now.

All the people living in the community are the congregants and family members of Tsing Yi Sect. Among them, there are only dozens of people who have really awakened the blood of zombies, and the rest are ordinary people.The life is happy and harmonious, if you don't take the initiative to say something, most people can't tell that this is one of the residences of Tsing Yi Sect.

Xun Yichao drove to the downstairs of his house. Their family lived on the top floor, a two-story duplex apartment.

Taking the elevator to the door of the house, before entering the door, he saw the plaque above the door, with two gold-plated characters written on it: Zhetang.

Although the font is bold and the frame is very high-grade, every time he sees these two words, he can't help complaining from his heart: Compared with sucrose, I actually like brown sugar better.

I have to complain about Tsing Yi's taste in naming these zombies. Maybe it's because their brains are rigid, and the names they choose are all weird.

For example, Master Niu's hall is called Niu Pi Tang, and Gou Zi's hall is called Jia Xin Tang. In addition, the hall owner in Beijing was once a princess, so the hall is called Taifei Hall. The hall master was lazy and simply used his own name as the hall name. His surname was Tan Mingtan.

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The most nonsensical thing is that the hall in Fujian is called Bai two hall because the owner of the hall is a pair of twin sisters and brothers, and both of them have the surname Bai.

"Oh, no, I'm getting hungry just thinking about it." Xun Yichao opened the door and went in, and the sensor light automatically turned on.

His eyesight doesn't actually require turning on the lights, but having lights on would make him feel warmer, after all, there was no one else in the house except him.

His father faked his death and hid somewhere, and his mother died after living 106 years because she refused to become a zombie.

Basically, he is the only one in this family now. Every day, he buys vegetables, cooks, and eats by himself. When eating, he turns on his mobile phone to check if there is any UP update that he cares about.

But I don't know if it's a curse, but most of the UP owners who are followed by him, even if they used to be high-yielding like sows, will become pigeons after being followed by him.Let's say... Tsing Yi yeast.

Of course, the leader doesn't dare to arrange, he can only occasionally blow his roots and go to the comment area to blow his roots.

"Oh, this group of pigeons didn't update again today." As he spoke, he picked up a chopstick of instant noodles and sucked them into his mouth. He was chewing, and suddenly a video call popped up.

Xun Yichao originally planned to close the station B app, but when he clicked on it, he just touched the answer button, and the video was picked up.

A face popped up on the screen, and Xun Yichao spit out the face with a "poof" when he saw it, and several nostrils drilled out, the whole person looked like a person hanging on the wall of an elementary school. of Marx and Engels.

It can't be his fault, it's because this face is too shocking.Those bright red cheeks, that rich eye shadow, that well-proportioned stubble... If I had to find someone to compare it to, it would probably be Ru Hua.

"Young hall master." The other party spoke, his voice was as deep as Li Kui's.

"Wait a minute..." Xun Yichao hurriedly took out a few tissues to wipe himself, "If you have anything to say, I'm listening."

"Okay, young hall master, I'm here to ask who we plan to send to this year's hall maiden trials."

"Saint contest?" Xun Yichao was taken aback, "Oh, it's this time again."

The Tsing Yi Sect actually does not have the position of a saint, because the leader is immortal and does not need an heir at all.However, the congregation felt that if the Demon Cult didn't have a saint, it would be a little out of line with the setting, so they spontaneously held a saint selection contest.

In the beginning, it was just a few halls for self-entertainment, and the selected saints were given prizes such as a few masks.

But later, as more and more members joined in, this holy maiden selection competition has gradually developed into an annual celebration in the church.

The competition process is becoming more and more formal, and each hall will have a limit on the number of candidates.Because they are not very enthusiastic about Zhatang, they only send a minimum of one person to participate every year.

"Speaking of which, it seems that there are really not many people participating this year." Xun Yichao thought for a while, since there are only a few female members in the group, and they have been traveling overseas for a long time, it seems that no one has signed up for the competition this year.

[If it doesn't work, let's find the sixth aunt downstairs to compete. Although she is a bit older, the most important thing is to participate. 】