When the villain picks up the script

That pair of phoenix eyes, exactly the same as the master's, but sly and flying, stared at Xiao Jing for a moment, and then a smile filled the next second.

Then Wen Yu whispered for a moment with a child from a noble family beside him, and the face of the child from a noble family revealed something, then the other party nodded, got up and went downstairs.

Seeing that person walking in front of him, Xiao Jing couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and then he heard the person smile and say politely: "It's fate to meet, this brother, why don't you go up and get drunk together?"

Unexpectedly, the little master would invite him to go upstairs, Xiao Jing looked up in surprise, but at this time Wen Yu no longer paid attention to him, and started talking and drinking with his companions beside him.

After thinking about it, Xiao Jing accepted the other party's invitation and went upstairs.

As soon as he came up, the few people who were drinking and having fun fell silent and looked at Xiao Jing.

Wen Yu also took a look at Xiao Jing, then smiled, leaned forward and said, "Since you're here, let's sit here and take the liberty of inviting me, you won't be offended."

Xiao Jing shook his head, sat down in the seat vacated by the person next to Wen Yu, and took the wine glass from Wen Yu.

Suddenly there was a stranger who didn't know anyone, and the topic couldn't continue, but Wen Yu still looked like he didn't want to say anything, and continued to laugh and drink as usual.

Others saw Xiao Jing just sitting silently, without any sense of presence, and ignored him after being embarrassed for a while.

Only Yue Yuan frowned and looked at Xiao Jing for a moment, then looked at Wen Yu with disapproval and said: "Ayu, how can you invite people you don't know at will?"

"Yue Si, what you said is wrong. Who knew each other from the beginning? If we play together a lot, we will become friends." One person laughed, it was the person who invited Xiao Jing upstairs .

After finishing speaking, the man raised his glass to Xiao Jing and said, "Brother, I offer you a toast."

Xiao Jing raised his wine glass and nodded lightly in response.

Wen Yu next to him smiled and joked: "Shiro must be jealous."

Yue Yuan's cheeks were stained red, and he glared angrily at the other party: "Ayu, you are messing around again."

Seeing him like this, everyone at the table burst into laughter.

After such a fuss, the atmosphere became much more harmonious and lively than before, and the boys and buddies on the wine table relaxed a little more, but Yue Yuan still looked at Xiao Jing with some vigilance.

"I think my brother's clothes are extraordinary, so he shouldn't be a downcast person. Why did he wait downstairs to watch me play around for a long time?" The person who pointed out Xiao Jing.

Xiao Jing was silent for a moment, he didn't expect to be seen by other people, originally he just wanted to see the past of Master, but when he was called out, Xiao Jing himself was a little surprised.

Yet these words could not be uttered.

But the person who called him up looked like he had nothing to do with himself, and he was also holding the wine glass, looking at him curiously and playfully.

"Could it be, among us, who is your admirer or enemy?" The aristocratic child who came down to call him before asked jokingly.

When Xiao Jing heard this sentence suddenly, he paused while serving the wine. He raised his eyes and looked at the little master, but the little master also looked curious and questioning, which made Xiao Jing a little uncertain for a while.

This group of children from aristocratic families were young and well-off, so they had nothing to worry about at first, but now they are at the age where they like to make a fuss, so when they heard this, they immediately booed nervously.

One person shouted even louder: "I don't know who my brother's name is, where he lives and what he does for a living. We are all gentlemen. If brothers are willing to speak out, we will be happy. It's a beautiful thing."

"Yes, yes, but brother, Wen Er in our family can't do it. He is the bridegroom-to-be. After the fifth day of the lunar new year, he will marry the lady of the servant of the Ministry of War. If Miss Bai knows that Wen Er has wild peach blossoms, it's probably a good idea. Gotta break his leg," laughed another.

"Monkey, believe it or not, I can break your leg right now." Wen Yu threw a wine glass over and scolded with a smile.

"Oh, I'm turning from embarrassment to anger. Since when Wen Er's skin has become so thin, it will be different when he becomes the groom's official." The tall, thin man who was called a monkey dodged his wine glass and replied with a grin.

"I can't do it, I can't, brother, you are indeed very beautiful, but I only love the soft and gentle Miss Qin in Hongxiulou." One person also hurriedly clarified, but judging by the smile on his face, it was mostly exaggerated and joking .

A man in a dark blue robe next to him suddenly sneered and mocked: "Come on, with your honorable appearance, people have to be blind to admire you enough to spy on you. You don't even look in the mirror yourself and weigh yourself."

"It's not me, could it be you? You're the only one who looks good." The man immediately retorted without any disadvantage.

"Stop making trouble." Yue Yuan put down his wine glass, frowned and looked at Xiao Jing: "This..."

"I'm Xiao Jing." Being teased like this, Xiao Jing's face did not show any trace of anger or shame, instead, he was silent without joy or surprise, only a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

"Young Master Xiao Jing should also be a monk." Yue Yuan looked at Xiao Jing with burning eyes, and said with certainty: "I don't know what the meaning of Young Master Xiao Jing's following us is?"

As soon as Yue Yuan's words came out, the people at the table immediately fell silent, and the few people who had been laughing before stopped fighting, instead they all looked vigilant and appreciative.

Presumably Yue Yuan's previous vigilance and rejection also came from this.

After all, monks and mortals are actually people from two worlds. Mortals have a short lifespan and do not have the ability to call the wind and rain. They can only work hard on the ground with their heads down. After decades, it will be a pile of rot There is no trace left in the haste of life.

Such mortals are no different from ants in the eyes of monks. Their pain, struggle, joy, sorrow and joy are just insignificant ups and downs in the eyes of monks.

What's more, even monks are divided into low-level and high-level, and a powerful monk can kill a low-level monk like crushing an ant.

Even if they are dignitaries of aristocratic families, so what about the outstanding people in the mortal world, I am afraid that in the eyes of the monks, they are no different from the peasants and untouchables, they are just ants.

So after knowing Xiao Jing's identity, they stopped playing around like before, instead they calmed down sensibly, just wondering why a noble monk like Xiao Jing wanted to eat at the same table with them.

Xiao Jing squinted his eyes, swirled the wine glass, and then suddenly laughed: "You can eat with Daoist Yue, why can't Xiao?"

Yue Yuan didn't expect to get such an answer, he paused, and explained: "Yue and they are brother-in-law, even if they practice Taoism, their friendship will not be damaged."

"Really?" Xiao Jing casually took a sip of wine: "Then why can't Xiao?"

"Even if it's a monk, it's just a mortal who came here in the first place. Fellow Daoist Yue didn't forget his roots, and neither did Xiao. It's just as bad as when Xiao was invited to come up. Why did he change his mind after learning about Xiao's identity? , if this is the case, Fellow Daoist Yue really shouldn't reveal Xiao's identity."

Unexpectedly, this strange and mysterious monk would say such words. The children of the aristocratic family at the banquet looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a while.

If they didn't know Xiao Jing's identity, they could continue to play around, but once they knew Xiao Jing's identity, they didn't dare to be too presumptuous. After all, monks are somewhat moody, and who knows what wrong words will cause them to kill themselves disaster.

While everyone was silent, Wen Yu suddenly slapped the table, stood up and shouted: "That's right, monks came from mortals, why should we forget the fundamentals? If we didn't know Xiao Jing's identity, would we still be so restrained and careful?" ?”

As he said that, he looked at Xiao Jing, his phoenix eyes were burning, as if two clusters of bright flames were burning, and he looked as if he was dragging Xiao Jing's blood to worship and was too drunk.

The people around Wen Yu all raised their foreheads one after another, and the man called the monkey hurriedly pulled Wen Yu down, and smiled awkwardly with Xiao Jing: "Don't blame me, my brother, he drank too much and talked nonsense."

Xiao Jing's gaze fell on Wen Yu and softened. Although he had no chance to participate in Master's past, just like now, being able to look at Little Master so closely was enough to satisfy him.

Although I didn't expect Master to be like this before.

Xiao Jing smiled, and said warmly: "It's okay, little... Brother Wen is right, I haven't seen the mortal world for a long time, but I don't know why only Taoist Yue is practicing Taoism. I think Mr. Wen is smart, so he should have a high level of understanding." ?”

In fact, after hearing the chatting of these aristocratic children, Xiao Jing had doubts in his heart.

Since Yue Yuan stepped into the path of cultivation back then, why didn't the master who had a good relationship with Yue Yuan go, but stayed in Fanchen to marry, have children, start a family and start a career.

Could it be that Master loves his wife even more, and even gave up the opportunity to practice?

Thinking of this possibility, Xiao Jing's eyes darkened, and a trace of haze flashed across his face.

All the young masters present here felt a chill for some reason, but they were all confused, only Yue Yuan gave Xiao Jing a suspicious look.

After hearing Xiao Jing's question, the table fell silent again, these young masters and buddies looked at each other, and finally one person smiled wryly.

"I also really want to practice. Immortal master, don't joke. Who doesn't want to talk about it? After embarking on the path of practice, the status is very different. Even our family will rise accordingly. Who doesn't want to?" With such benefits, it is impossible for any mortal to dream of being immortal."

"Yes, every time we go to Xianshan to accept apprentices, our parents will send us to check our qualifications, but we are really stupid and have no talent for cultivation. Even if we send them, we will be the lowest The handyman, at the end of his life, will find a random place to bury, although my parents are eager to produce a monk, but this kind of hopeless thing is sent to suffer life and death, how can my parents be willing to wait."

"That's right, if you really don't have the qualifications, you can only suffer in the fairy mountain. I might as well stay in the mortal world and live a good life as a mortal."

Xiao Jing never expected such an answer, he couldn't help looking at Wen Yu in doubt.

Although he doesn't know what Master was like before, in his impression, Master can be regarded as an amazingly talented person in the world of cultivation, and now, no one in the world of cultivation can match him.