Skilled in managing a house

"This" "This, this" "Why didn't you even dodge this trick?" "You must have done it on purpose." "That's too much."

Everyone watched as Qingmeizi was knocked down by Xiong Jian's weak move, and Qingmeizi's screams when she was hit were extremely exaggerated, as if she had been seriously injured.

Seeing this, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they all realized that Qing Meizi no longer wanted to be the abbot.

In fact, with so many riot police officers calling in, there is probably irrefutable evidence that the Haidao people are selling drugs. There is also missing Zhenren Zhou. I don’t know whether he is alive or dead. Maybe he is actually related and has absconded with the money.

If this is the case, Lu Zuge will not only have to take advantage of the situation, but also bear a great responsibility. Especially this new abbot is in greater danger.

As Zhou Zhenren's first disciple, Qing Meizi must be the main target of investigation, not to mention whether he should be the abbot or not, even if it is inappropriate. Being an abbot would make him even more unlucky, so how could he dare to win against Xiong Jian? He should lose as soon as possible.

Of course, the disciples of the abbot's lineage knew the current situation. When they saw the senior brother lying down, regardless of whether it was a real injury or a fake injury, two people hurried over to help him.

"Senior brother, are you okay?" "Senior brother, how are you?"

"Well" Qingmeizi said with a pained look on her face after being helped up, "Junior Brother Xiong is really powerful, I think it will be up to him and Uncle Hong to decide who will be the abbot. I am convinced."

"Yes, yes. It depends on Senior Brother Xiong and Senior Uncle Hong." Qingmeizi's junior brother Tu Yazi said hurriedly.

After saying that, he took Qingmeizi back.

Seeing that the contest between them was over, Taoist Gao couldn't wait to say: "Master Nephew Hong, hurry up and compete with Xiong Jian to determine the abbot!"

Hong Yuanpo was standing next to Lu Zuge's seat. Hearing what Gao Laodao said, he couldn't help but frown.

Just now, I was planning to give up the position of abbot to Qingmeizi, but I absolutely cannot accept this hot potato. It's good now, we have to continue competing.

He walked up to Xiong Jian and said with a smile: "Master Xiong, please show mercy."

Xiong Jian quickly said respectfully: "How dare you, disciple? I hope my uncle will show mercy."

"It's easy to talk, let's not be polite now, you are a junior, I will let you make the first move." Hong Yuanpo said gently.

"Yes." Xiong Jian nodded, took back the mahogany sword on the ground, took a stance, then shouted loudly, and urged the mahogany sword to shoot towards Hong Yuanpo.

"Uncle Master, I'm offended!"

As soon as the sound came, the peach wood sword went straight to Hong Yuanpo's chest.

With Hong Yuanpo's strength, if he wanted to defeat Xiong Jian, he wouldn't even need to use the Seven-Star Zaomu Sword. How could Xiong Jian's mahogany sword hurt him?

"ah"

However, a painful scream sounded out, Hong Yuanpo was hit by a sword in the chest, his body was thrown backwards, and he fell heavily to the ground.

"I" saw Uncle Master flying out, and Xiong Jian was dumbfounded.

How could Xiong Jian not know the weight of his sword? Hong Yuanpo's flying posture was too exaggerated.

Of course, Xiong Jian is not stupid. He knows that it is not a good thing to be an abbot now. The riot police patrols are here, just looking for someone who has the final say. Especially since the leader of the drug cartel is also his master, this is simply life-threatening.

It's just that he is a loyal person and not as frivolous as others. Now that his uncle was lying down, he was also extremely nervous, wondering if he would be unlucky when he was taken away by the riot police.

"Uncle Hong, this is too exaggerated." "This acting skill is so brilliant." "You can win an Oscar." The Taoist priests around him whispered one by one, and everyone could see that Hong Yuanpo's It's pretending to be dead.

Hong Yuanpo has made up his mind that he cannot stand out as the abbot now. The province ended up in jail for no apparent reason. Furthermore, if such a big case occurs, it is possible that Lu Zuge will be closed down directly.

When he passed by just now, he also hid his intentions. Qingmeizi pretended to be dead first. He was afraid that Xiong Jian would learn it, so he asked Xiong Jian to make the move first. At that time, no matter what Xiong Jian's move is, he will be hit and lie down.

Hong Yuanpo's apprentice also understood what his master meant. Two little Taoist priests ran over and supported him while asking with concern: "Master, are you okay?" "Master, it's okay."

Everyone knows that Hong Yuanpo is fine.

With the help of his apprentice, Hong Yuanpo stood up staggeringly, his acting skills even more exaggerated than those of Qingmeizi before.

"My nephew is really awesome, I admire him... The position of abbot of Lu Zuge belongs to none other than my nephew... I am heartily convinced..." When Hong Yuanpo said this, he solemnly said: "See the abbot!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the Taoist priests at Lu Zuge shouted: "See the abbot!" "See the abbot!"...

This shouting gave Xiong Jian a headache. Wasn't it life-threatening?

After everyone's shouts had settled, Gao Laodao said: "Xiong Jian, as agreed in advance, after you win, you will be the abbot of Lu Zuge! Now that everyone is expecting you, it is you who will take over the position of abbot of Lu Zuge!"

"I..." Xiong Jian doesn't want to be the abbot, but the current situation seems to be beyond his control.

At this time, a riot patrolman pointed at Gao Laodao and said, "Has your abbot been elected now?"

"He's chosen, it's him!" Gao Laodao quickly pointed to Xiong Jian.

Other people also said: "That's him." "He is the abbot now."...

"Come here!" The riot patrol officer pointed at Xiong Jian.

Xiong Jian hurried over and asked carefully: "What's the matter?"

"Since you are the abbot here, let me ask you first, do you know a Taoist named Hai?" the riot patrol officer asked seriously.

"He is my master..." Xiong Jian said timidly.

"He is your master, so do you know about his drug trafficking?" the explosion-proof patrol officer immediately asked sharply.

"I don't know... I really don't know..." Xiong Jian shook his head quickly.

"Really don't know?" The riot patrol officer hesitated for a moment, then waved his hand, "Take him back first!"

"yes!"

Two riot patrol officers came up immediately. One of them showed his handcuffs and handcuffed Xiong Jian directly.

Seeing Xiong Jian being treated like this, everyone in Lu Zuge was secretly frightened, especially Qing Meizi and Hong Yuanpo. They were secretly thankful that they were not the abbot, otherwise, they would be the ones being handcuffed now. Although he didn't know anything about drug trafficking, in such a big case, if he was really innocent, he might be implicated and wronged.

Xiong Jian was even more frightened to death. He finally knew the meaning of the disaster. But what did Zhang Yu mean by asking him to strive to become the abbot? Could it be that he was making himself a scapegoat? After all, I have no enmity with Zhang Yu, and I didn't even know him before.

The riot patrol was not over yet, so someone took Xiong Jian away first, and then said: "People who are not from Lu Zuge can leave now!"

After hearing this, the other Taoist temple members hurriedly left as if they had been granted amnesty.

Lu Zhenren also wanted to leave, but as soon as he walked around the table, the riot patrol officer pointed at him and shouted: "You can't leave!"

"What else can I do?" Lu Zhenren said innocently.

"Aren't you the vice-president? You will have to assist us in the investigation later!" the explosion-proof patrol officer shouted arrogantly.