Zhang Xiuling walked out of Tongqing Theater, looking a little dazed. Duan Shuqun and Shen Rongqing saw each other off behind her and put Zhang Xiuling on a rickshaw.

Today is the opening ceremony of Tongqing Theater. Zhang Xiuling was invited to attend. After the ceremony, He Jiaqing discussed some things with her, which Zhang Xiuling could not accept.

"Xiuling, I saw you drank a lot just now. Be careful on the road." Shen Rongqing handed the handbag to Zhang Xiuling.

Zhang Xiuling took the bag, said nothing, and asked the driver to drive away.

Duan Shuqun followed the car and shouted, "Master Zhang, I'm waiting for news from you."

After the rickshaw had gone away, Duan Shuqun turned to look at Shen Rongqing: "Rong Qing, after so many years of our friendship, there are some things that I don't want to say more about. Jiaqing can see all your little tricks. Don't look at his usual laughter. This man has never been generous, and when he really turns his back, it will be difficult to handle the matter."

Shen Rongqing laughed: "You have good eyesight. What did you see? Tell him to go ahead. I want to see how much of a crime I have committed. I want to see how he can punish me!"

Duan Shuqun shook his head repeatedly and said nothing more.

Zhang Xiuling arrived at Baiyuan Garden, which is the main hall of Baihuamen. Four gardens surround a foreign-style building. The heads of each hall gathered in the hall of the foreign-style building, waiting for Zhang Xiuling's decision.

He Jiaqing made a condition that Baihuamen would return to the He family. The head of the sect would be appointed by He Jiaqing. All the business in the clan would be handed over to the He family. Each hall member would receive a monthly salary based on the head of the family.

Such conditions are unheard of, and He Jiaqing wants to take over Baihuamen.

He gave Zhang Xiuling three days to make a decision, but Zhang Xiuling did not want to agree.

"Our Baihua Sect is one of the best sects in Puluozhou. None of the previous sect leaders has any weak points. Although I, Zhang Xiuling, am a woman, since I sit in the position of the sect leader, I must not lose the sect's family fortune. Zhang Even if a person is shattered to pieces, he will never bow his knee to the He family!"

A seventh-level literary cultivator, the most talented woman in Puzhou, her words are naturally powerful.

But when these words came out, the heads of each hall did not respond.

To them, there was something more powerful than the words Zhang Xiuling just said, and that thing was Han Yaomen's head.

No matter how beautiful you say it, He Jiaqing was really killed, and not only Han Yaomen was killed, hundreds of people died in Qingyunhui, and their heads were all packed in wooden boxes one by one.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Zhang Xiuling asked everyone to disperse first.

Back in the bedroom, Zhang Xiuling was in a state of confusion when Fu Lianhong, the master of Honghua Hall, knocked on the door and came in.

The two of them were as good as sisters. Seeing that Zhang Xiuling was the only one in the room, Fu Lianhong simply told the truth: "Sister Xiuling, you can't hold on to your position as head of the house. Let's not talk about how ruthless He Jiaqing is. Everyone in the gang has lost their hearts."

Zhang Xiuling stared at Fu Lianhong for a moment and said nothing.

Fu Lianhong slapped himself: "I blame me for talking too much. My sister must think that I have other motives for saying what I just said. I'll tell you from the bottom of my heart. If my sister is not in the gang, I will definitely not stay." ,

As long as you make up your mind, we sisters will go together.

Over the years, I have a lot of savings. Let’s find a quiet place to live a good life. We are literati.

Why don't you do something that a scholar should do, and put more effort into spiritual practice, which is better than anything else? Why bother here with a group of desperadoes?"

"Literati----."

Zhang Xiuling stared at the bag for a moment, and she thought of another literati.

Shen Rongqing took out the bag for her. She seemed to have something to say at that time.

Zhang Xiuling took the bag and opened it. There was a note inside the compact.

There were only three words written on the note: Looking for Li Qi.

This is Shen Rongqing’s tip to Zhang Xiuling.

Fu Lianhong glanced at it, nodded repeatedly and said, "This is also a way. Put aside all the gods on the clouds, the only person in the mortal circle who can fight with He Jiaqing is Li Qi."

Zhang Xiuling went to Xiaoyaowu, but Li Qi was not there. When asked about her whereabouts, no one knew.

Zhang Shuning, the steward of Xiaoyaowu, admired Zhang Xiuling very much. He gave Zhang Xiuling a trick: "Go to Xindi to find the fifth master. If you have anything to say, tell the fifth master."

Zhang Xiuling thanked her profusely and took a car to the Lu family mansion. Fu Lianhong was puzzled: "Didn't you say you were going to Xindi to find Ma Wu? What were you doing at the Lu family's house?"

"Do you know the price of finding Ma Wu?"

Fu Lianhong was so anxious: "It's already this time, do you still care about this little thing? Ma Wu is young and promising.

There are so many girls who want to rub up against her, but they can't find a way."

"Looking for Li Qixing, Ma Wu can't, I'm not that mean." Zhang Xiuling refused, she wanted to go to the Lu family mansion to find Duan Shaoxia.

When Duan Shaoxia encountered trouble in the past, Zhang Xiuling did her best, and she was never vague at all. They were as good as real sisters.

Now I heard that something happened to Zhang Xiuling. Duan Shaoxia packed up her things overnight and went back to her hometown. Zhang Xiuling didn't find anyone.

Fu Lianhong didn't say a word, she couldn't bear to ridicule Zhang Xiuling.

Zhang Xiuling returned to Baiyuanzi and asked her men to arrange flowers.

One hundred flowers were selected from four gardens, each with a different variety.

Putting these flowers together, Zhang Xiuling knelt among the flowers and prayed silently. She wanted to invite the God of Flowers.

There are two theories about the origin of the Baihua God. One is that the Baihua God is the creator of the Baihua Gate. He has reached a certain level and has escaped from the mortal world.

Another theory is that the God of Flowers is not in the mortal world, but is a beautiful fairy in the sky. The Baihuamen loves and respects flowers, so he has been blessed by the God of Flowers.

It is said that the master of the Baihua Sect can obtain the power of the Baihua God by praying among the flowers, but this is just a legend and is different from the situation of the Qingyun Society.

Bei Wushuang used to be the leader of the Qingyun Society. He really took care of the Qingyun Society, but it is almost impossible to verify whether the Baihua God really took care of the Baihua Sect. Some people said in the past that the sect leader did get strength from praying, but that There is no conclusion on whether it is the power of the Flower God.

Zhang Xiuling prayed devoutly among the flowers, while Fu Lianhong was beside her and tried to persuade her: "Sister Xiuling, let's not waste time here. We don't even know whether the Baihua God is real or not. Our previous sect leaders have all been literary cultivators. Let's help the people inside the sect."

There’s no flower cultivator, so what’s the use of worshiping the flower god?”

"It works! The wisdom roots of all the sect masters in the past generations were given by the God of Flowers!"

"This is meant to deceive others, how could you deceive yourself too? Sister Xiuling, sister——

After scolding for a long time, Zhang Xiuling remained silent. Fu Lianhong felt a little strange. Could it be that she had really obtained the power of the Flower God?

A gust of cold wind blew by, and a crystal clear filament floated out from Zhang Xiuling's mouth.

She fell asleep, drooling from her sleep.

Fu Lianhong sighed and said: "Okay, have a good sleep. When you wake up, you will know what to do."

Li Qi asked for a batch of dark energy carriers from Shen Jingye. These carriers are materials used for making ropes.

Shen Jingye's face was wrapped in gauze and he looked at the application form Li Qi brought up: "How many do you want?"

"Xiao Shen, it's pointless to say this. We are true friends."

"I just asked casually." Shen Jingye signed the application form with a swipe of his pen.

He is not worried that Li Qi will not pay back. Li Qi has gone through the formal procedures and it is enough that there is an explanation in the books.

Li Banfeng looked at the gauze on Shen Jingye's face, and there were dark red blood stains in some places: "What's wrong with your face?"

Shen Jingye said with a smile: "In the past two days, I have had a lot of pimples on my face. My wife had a weak hand and had to squeeze the pimples out, which hurt her face."

"The injury is not serious. Your wife's hands are very heavy."

Shen Jingye smiled bitterly: "She's a nice person, but she has this temper————·

Li Banfeng was not in the mood to listen to his wife's affairs. He returned to his residence and was about to take the pile of carriers back to his home when he suddenly felt the judge's pen trembling on his waist.

"Is something wrong?" Li Banfeng picked up the judge's pen and asked.

"Yes." The judge waved his pen.

"What's going on?"

"Forgot."

"There's no rush, I'll talk about it later when I think about it."

Taking the dark energy carrier back with him, Li Banfeng accompanied his wife to make ropes. They worked for more than two hours. Judge Bi seemed to suddenly remember something. He came to Li Banfeng and asked in a very serious tone: "Look

Am I like a flower?"

The room was quiet for a second.

A second later, starting from the lady, everyone in the room was laughing non-stop.

Only Li Banfeng didn't laugh. He knew that Judge Bi was talking about something serious: "Did you remember something?"

Judge Bi is still trying to remember: "I seem to have raised a lot of flowers."

After waking up from sleep, Zhang Xiuling was indeed quite awake.

She brought the Baihuamen roster and the Baihua seal, and handed these two things to He Jiaqing.

He Jiaqing accepted it without pushing back: "Sister Xiuling, don't blame me. I did this for Baihuamen and for the long-term future."

"Brothers are willing to follow you and hand over the gang to you, so I can rest assured." Zhang Xiuling told the truth.

She proposed to hand over Baihuamen to He Jiaqing, and no one in the halls objected.

Fu Lianhong added: "Master He, you will be the head of Baihuamen from now on, and I will only call you the head this time.

From now on, we sisters will withdraw from Baihuamen, and the affairs in the gang will have nothing to do with us anymore."

He Jiaqing felt very regretful: "Sister Xiuling, why is this necessary? I am just a nominal head of the sect, and you still have the final say in everything in the sect."

Zhang Xiuling lowered her head and smiled: "Mr. He, there is no need to say more polite words. At least you can save some dignity for me. Let the matter be over as it is."

Zhang Xiuling left Baihuayuan that day, and Baihuamen officially belonged to He Jiaqing.
To be continued...