How to Raid the Flower of Low Ridge

Dan Cheng is a small sect, and Si Junqi is a low-key person. Naturally, when he founded the school, he would not spread invitations like some monks.

Chef Zhang killed a pig, and Grandpa Bao dug up the good wine he had secretly hidden before the disaster. Even the big table was put together with broken planks two days ago. There were three tables of wine and food in the room, and when they were about to toast and drink together, Jiang Su came.

"...that man's expression was very gloomy, he was carrying a snow-white sword, and there were bloodstains on his body, he looked very scary," Ning Wei recalled, "You went over to ask who he was, but he didn't answer , just stared straight at the master. You also know that Wan Ou has a violent temper, and he stretched out his hand to see off the guests, but everyone didn't see what happened, and Wan Ou lay on the ground."

Shen Yun frowned and said, "You didn't recognize him as Long Xuan's?"

Ning Wei shook his head: "He's not wearing Long Xuan's clothes, just an ordinary black one."

"and after."

"Later..." Ning Wei shook off the water on the vegetable leaves and said, "It's time to eat."

At that time, the smell of gunpowder was on the verge of igniting, but Si Junqi's expression did not change.He got up from his seat, helped the disciple who fell to the ground, first comforted him in a low voice, and said to Jiang Su without raising his head, "Eat, I'll get a pair of chopsticks."

The other party didn't speak.Si Junqi went straight to the kitchen to get an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks, and dragged a half-worn stool from the pile of unrepaired sundries and put it next to his seat.The stool was so worn out that it creaked non-stop when it was put down, and it looked like its lifespan was in jeopardy.

"sit."

"I didn't come to see you for dinner." The other party finally spoke.

"Today is the day when I start the mountain, so give me some face in front of my disciples." Si Junqi said.

Jiang Su glanced at the old and young women and children in this room, and sneered: "Disciple?"

The atmosphere was stiff again because of these two words, only Granny Liu, who was missing teeth on the table next to her, seemed to be still unaware of the situation, she asked tremblingly: "Jun Qi, who is this young man? Is he your friend? What's wrong with you?" Is it bigger than Wan Ou?"

"..." Si Junqi opened his mouth, but did not answer the second half of the mother-in-law's sentence, "It's nothing, he is Long Xuan—"

"Passerby." Jiang Su interrupted him.

"Well, passers-by." Si Junqi followed suit.

"Oh..." Granny Liu also came down from the table, holding a bowl of sweet wine in her hand, the old man smiled at Jiang Su and said, "Young man, today is our family's happy day, you want to come too Let's ask for a bowl of wine, so it's not good to be so sad! These few years have been difficult for everyone, drink a bowl of mother-in-law's sweet wine and show a smile, and the young man will be happy in the future, okay?"

"..."

The corners of Jiang Su's mouth were still tense, and he stood stiffly facing the crowd for a while, but he didn't take the bowl of sweet wine, but walked around Si Junqi to the banquet, and actually sat down.

Shen Yun couldn't believe it: "Did you really eat with the Juggernaut?"

"Otherwise? The food will be cold after being left for a long time." Ning smiled, "Thanks to Granny Liu, otherwise I really don't know how it would end, but the meal was so embarrassing as to be tortured." of."

Shen Yun recalled the situation in the cafeteria where the Longxuan troops were eating in silence, and nodded in agreement: "What about after that?"

"After that, Master went out to talk with him."

Shen Yun pouted: "Senior sister, you didn't eavesdrop?"

"Do you think I look like you?" Ning Wei poked Shen Yun with a watery finger.

"Is there no one else eavesdropping?" Shen Yun didn't give up.

"Other people are not like you." The dishes were almost washed, Ning Wei motioned for Shen Yun to lift her foot, she was going to pour water, "But then the Juggernaut seemed to be angry... Even if you don't eavesdrop, the people in the lobby They all heard his voice."

Shen Yun immediately got excited: "What did he say?"

Ning Wei became a little alert, and asked suspiciously: "What's wrong with you today, you suddenly asked this?"

"I'm gossip..." Shen Yun said coquettishly, "Isn't Chinese New Year just to talk about the turbulent years and the short stories of the parents, right?"

Ning Wei sighed helplessly, but still replied: "I don't remember clearly, it seems that some angry words, he called Master cowardly, not clear-headed, etc... We were all angry when we heard these words, Senior Brother Wan Ou limped and wanted to go out again to seek his arguments, and I followed him out for fear of trouble. Then I saw Master whispering something to him, and then the Sword Master..."

Ning Wei held a dustpan full of vegetables in one hand, and shook Shen Yun's wrist with the other, "This way."

"Ah?" Shen Yun didn't react.

"After holding it like this for a while, his face became particularly ugly, and he left with a shake of his hand." Ning Wei said.

"Gone?"

"No, I haven't seen him since."

After listening to Ning Wei's whole lecture, Shen Yun felt as if he had heard something extraordinary, but when he thought about it carefully, he seemed to have gained no information at all. At most, he confirmed that Jiang Su's temper was as bad as Jiang Zili's— — But what can they talk about, so that Jiang Su will get angry?

The boy's imaginative brain has already begun to flash all kinds of things, which are the dog-blood storybook novels of the brothers Yan Qiang who are not friends. When Ning Wei saw his expression, he knew that he didn't want to order something. Kicked him: "Don't think about it, the beans have been peeled and the vegetables washed, it's none of your business here, let's find your house in Miyuan."

noon.Jinji City.

Today is the holiday of reunion, whether they are businessmen, workers or monastics, they all rushed home early, Jinji City's loud sales promotion rang a few days ago, and there was no sound, the shop waiter yawned and wiped the table, sporadic Bored, the traveler leaned on the window and looked at the red silk lanterns in the city. The gilded long street, which is usually crowded with people, is now empty, and a layer of snow two fingers thick has accumulated on the bluestone street.

Now the only place in the city that is still lively is within the Jinji Sect—the year-end account settlement, and everyone has been so busy all day and night that they have not closed their eyes.

Yinhuan drank a cup of strong tea to refresh himself, and handed the account book he had reviewed to Tong Qianzhen across the table: "You can read these again."

"You've passed the trial, I don't need to read it again." Tong Qianzhen himself had been busy for two days, and now he was dozing off with his eyes closed. He asked slowly, "Have you sent out all the gifts for everyone?"

"Send it, but this year's weather is not so good, it's inconvenient to go to the palace, and those far away may not be able to receive it on the first day of junior high school, and it will be delayed for a day or two, no later than the third day of junior high school." Yin Huan finished answering. , and said, "By the way, father, I don't understand something about the gift list."

Tong Qianzhen said, "It's rare for Huan'er to understand something, so let's talk about it."

"Longxuan lost the sword appreciation ceremony this year, and his reputation has been spared, which has caused many goods in Jinji City to be unsalable. Therefore, although our gifts this year seem to be two more than last year, the value is [-]% less. I understand this. "Yin Huan whispered, "But why did we not add the gift to Dan Cheng who won Long Xuan, but to Gan Yan who didn't move?"

Hearing the words, City Lord Jinji turned his round neck and glanced at his adopted son, "You seem to be very close to that little Immortal Master Shen in the past six months?"

Eun Hwan smiled frankly: "My son only gets close to worthy people."

Tong Qianzhen nodded: "Master Shen Xiaoxian can indeed compete with Jiang Zili, and it's okay for you to get close to him." He twirled the huge and dazzling thumb on his thumb, "But Dan Cheng doesn't want to compete with Long Xuan, that's very It's boring. My gifts are only given to those who want to fight."

"What do you mean..." Yin Huan was still a little puzzled. At this moment, a message came from outside the door: "City Lord, Yuzhao Mountain's fortune telling results for this year have come out!"

Tong Qianzhen raised his voice and asked, "What is it?"

"There is no blame for profit. It's a good omen!" said the disciple outside.

"Father, it's a good omen!" Yin Huan breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled at Tong Qianzhen, but the other party's fat face that was always beaming showed an unpredictable look, "Father?"

"Huan'er, are you happy to hear the good omen?" Tong Qianzhen asked.

"Of course, only when the world is peaceful can our business grow bigger." Yinhuan said.

"Hahahaha!" Tong Qianzhen couldn't help laughing, and Yinhuan was even more surprised.

When the city lord had finished laughing, he looked at Yinhuan again, his slender eyebrows and eyes flickered darkly: "Huan'er, let's make a bet."

Tong Qianzhen always only sits in the bank and rarely gambles, Yin Huan swallowed, "What does father want to bet?"

"Yuzhao Mountain is said to be a good omen, but I feel that this day...may be about to change."

"why?"

"You can't do it. It's the same as you practiced Zen and enlightened in the Crane Courtyard. If you tell the truth directly, your understanding will be gone." Tong Qianzhen stretched out his hand and patted Yinhuan's shoulder very lovingly. Put it here for now, when you have figured out the two things just now, then I can safely pass on my business to you."

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