To the west of the building complex, there is a large courtyard surrounded by tall walls. When the walls were being built, there was a Taoist talisman pressed under each brick.

Countless Taoist charms turn the entire yard into a huge and efficient machine for absorbing evil spirits.

Outside the yard, the sun is shining brightly, but inside the yard, it is eerie.

This yard is a corpse-raising place specially built for corpse exterminators. Corpses can grow quickly here, and raising corpses here will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

There are many similar designs.

For example, there is a workshop specifically for papermakers and a foundry room specifically for credit cardholders.

It can be said that the buildings in West Lake are the paradise in the minds of people who are members of folk sects. They are even willing to retire here without being disturbed by the outside world.

In addition to the buildings that serve the descendants of known folk sects, Yan Shouyi also noticed another place.

It was a small theater with a stage, backstage, lounge, and auditorium.

Who is this for?

Could he be the successor of Nuo ghost drama?

Wei Changqing also stared at the theater for a while, but in the end he didn’t show too many expressions on his face.

Everyone visited around and when they returned to the entrance, excitement was written on everyone’s face and they couldn’t wait to settle in this paradise.

Lin Ruofu mysteriously led everyone back to the entrance, and then asked everyone to get out of the car.

"Shouyi."

Lin Ruofu said: "The West Lake building complex does not have a name yet. Your father has said that the name is up to you."
< br />It turned out to be the name given to the West Lake building complex.

Yan Shou touched his chin and started thinking.

There is no doubt that this place will be their base camp in the future, similar to how his father Yan Qiu founded the Xuanshan Sect more than twenty years ago.

It is necessary to give a good name so that everyone can feel a sense of belonging.

Long Feicheng suggested: "Brother Yan, I propose to call the Tiandihui!"

"Come on, I will fight against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty!" Luo Ning threw it to him He rolled his eyes and said, "The Tiandihui's gangsterism is too strong."

"Why don't we name it Jinglei Sect, which describes our organization moving like thunder and moving like thunderbolts!" A Gong also said it. own point of view.

Zhao Yiyao joked: "You talk about the Jing Lei Sect, which makes me excited. Jing Lei, this sky-reaching cultivation base, the sky will collapse and the earth will collapse, the Purple Gold Hammer! ... You all watch me do it.what? As a Northeasterner, isn’t it normal for me to call me Mai? ”

Everyone shook their heads, feeling that the style of the Thunder Sect was not high enough, and Long Feicheng also said that he had read a novel, and the unreliable protagonist in the novel was... He founded a Jing Lei sect, and later the protagonist became a eunuch, which he felt was unlucky.

Of course Yan Shouyi would not assume the fate of the protagonist in a novel to himself, but he did have a deep appreciation for Jing Lei. There was no interest in Pai’s proposal.

Everyone was expressing their opinions, except Yan Shouyi who remained silent. After everyone had a discussion, they calmed down and looked at Yan Shouyi.

Lin Zitong raised her little hand and waved it in front of him and asked, "What do you think? "

Yan Shouyi blinked and said:

"No matter what sect or sect you are, it sounds like there is a lot of gangsterism. The establishment of our organization is for The purpose is to win over the successors of folk sects all over the world and provide a refuge for people of the same sect and origin. Therefore, I think it is best to give our organization a name that can be hidden among the public and is not too high-profile. ”

Everyone savored Yan Shouyi’s words carefully and expressed their agreement.

Times are different now. The Xuanshan Sect and Thunder Sect were probably established only a few days ago. , he will be taken away by the officials to talk.

Only Long Feicheng disagrees. He thinks that if the name of the organization is not pretentious enough, how can he pretend to be so in the future?

Of course, no one cares what Long Feicheng thinks.

Yan Shouyi suggested: "I propose that our organization be called [Rongcheng Folklore Research Association], how about it? ”

The name Rongcheng Folklore Research Association is low-key yet connotative, concise and concise, without the atmosphere of sects and gangs.

The most important thing is that such a name creates The plaque can be hung openly at the entrance of West Lake.

As Yan Shouyi said - hidden among the people!

"I think this name is good. "

"Then Yan Shouyi is the president, and we are the vice president, secretary-general, and committee members..."

"This is good, we can swagger In and out, on the contrary, many sects hide and tuck them in, trying to gain a foothold and fearing others will see them. "

Everyone expressed their support one after another. Even Long Feicheng changed his previous attitude and raised his hands high and said: "I apply for the position of vice president! "

Yan Shou made the final decision one by one: "As for everyone's positions, we should wait until Lao Wang and Lao He come back from Chang'an, and we can hold a meeting and discuss it together. "

No one had any objections, so the name of the organization was decided.

Seeing this, Lin Ruofu told Ye Chengfu to find someone to customize the plaque.

But Yan Shou stopped him when he heard it.

To make the plaque, in front of the descendants of Lu Ban, do we still need to find other craftsmen?

Isn’t that a complete trick! ?

Lin Ruofu realized that he had made a big joke, and quickly changed his tune and told Ye Chengfu not to go to the craftsman, but to find a good empty plaque.

This plaque for the [Rongcheng Folklore Research Association] will be carved by Yan Shouyi himself!

…

Half an hour later, a five-meter long golden nanmu plaque was transported into Rongcheng West Lake.

The four corners of this plaque have been inlaid with auspicious cloud gold edges in advance, and the four sides are also engraved with simple patterns, but the middle is empty.

The plaque was delivered to Yan Shouyi. Everyone gathered around and became quiet, just waiting for Yan Shouyi to write.

Yan Shou looked at the plaque, then at the West Lake buildings, and finally at the friends around him.

Everything he had experienced in the past flashed before his eyes like a movie.

Finally we have come this far!

Yan Shouyi squeezed Lin Zitong's hand, then strode out, took the brush from Ye Chengfu, and wrote the seven characters "Rongcheng Folklore Research Association" on the plaque.

These seven characters are restrained in aura, but exuding a sense of majesty. Looking from Lin Zitong’s eyes, one can even see wisps of true dragon purple energy lingering on the characters!

When Yan Shouyi was writing, he was filled with the purple energy of the true dragon!

When ordinary people see this plaque, they will involuntarily feel awe in their hearts!

Writing is just the first step.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Shouyi took out a small carpenter's tool from his bag and began to carve carefully according to the words he wrote.

In this step, he was not eager for quick success, nor did he pretend to carve with a Zanpakutō. Instead, he used the most primitive and simple way, sitting next to the plaque, carving carefully, and blowing from time to time. The breath blew away the chipped wood.

He is neither impatient nor impatient, and works slowly and carefully, just like painting, which calms the hearts of others and cannot bear to disturb them.

This process is very healing.