Sword comes

Chapter 422

The four of Mrs. Xiao Luan were seated, and it was indeed the seat closest to the threshold of Xuemang Hall, suitable for enjoying the night view outside the door.

As for Mrs. Xiao Luan's personal maid, she was honored by all the monsters in the mountains and rivers under the jurisdiction of the Baihu River for eight hundred miles, and she was honored as a little water god, but Ziyang Mansion didn't even reward her with a seat.

The maid had no choice but to stand behind Mrs. Xiao Luan, her pretty face frosty.

Since becoming a water ghost by drowning, during the 200 years, Mrs. Xiao Luan personally picked up step by step the hunting envoy of the Baihu River Water God Mansion. disgrace.This visit to Ziyang Mansion is like losing all the scenery accumulated for 200 years. Anyway, in this Ziyang Mansion, it is impossible to pick it up.

Fortunately, she was by Mrs. Xiao Luan's side, and she knew the seriousness through her ears and eyes. She didn't need Mrs. to remind her to pay attention to the situation, so she lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes early, trying to make her look more natural, not daring to show the slightest dissatisfaction.Before the madam and Huang Chu, the current head of the Ziyang Mansion, after the two of them finished talking about the important matter alone, the madam was still not in a relaxed mood. I reminded the four of them that there are still variables before returning to the Jiangshen Mansion by boat. I implore everyone to be patient. Tolerate.

At that time, Mrs. Xiao Luan was quite guilty, her expression was bitter, and there was a trace of prayer in her words, which made the servant girl very sad and almost shed tears.

At this moment, Mrs. Xiao Luan has almost no flaws in appearance, clothing and sitting posture, but her eyes are a little dim.

She was able to sit on the Baihu River, maneuvering freely and horizontally, stretching the Baihu River, which was originally only six hundred miles away, to nearly nine hundred miles. And Sun Dengxian, a master of martial arts in Jianghu, has a close relationship, so naturally it can't be done by fighting.

She was the first of the two groups of people to step into the banquet. The high hall was full and the gods gathered together, so there were two blank spaces. Since the guests of her inner Baihu River Water God Mansion have been informed that they are in a cool place near the threshold, the rest Mrs. Xiao Luan can tell at a glance who the most honorable seats on the left under the main seat are reserved for.

Sure enough, when I saw Chen Pingan walking into Xuemang Hall, Wu Yi who was lazily sitting on the head seat, the founder of Ziyang Mansion who even Mrs. Xiao Luan didn't want to meet,

He got up with a smile, walked down the steps, walked towards Chen Pingan and his party, took Chen Pingan's arm, and said with a big laugh: "Mr.

. "

Chen Ping'an, who was already full of fists, was suddenly held by a woman who was a stranger. His body was a little stiff for the first time, and he didn't want to break away from Wu Yi's intimacy on the spot under the watchful eyes of everyone. It was really tormenting.

The owner of the palace, Huang Chu, was a big monk in the Ziyang Mansion, and his mind was swaying. He felt more and more that the young man surnamed Chen was either the ancestor's concubine, but this possibility was really unlikely. Since then, there has never been a Taoist couple. The ancestors are obsessed with the Tao, and have never felt the love of their children.Or is it a royal relative of the Dali Song family who has traveled here?

Otherwise, the various performances of the ancestor Wu Yi at this banquet were too weird and abnormal.

Fortunately, after Wu Yi brought Chen Pingan to the seat, she let go of her hands without showing any signs, walked to the main seat and sat down, still familiar with Chen Pingan's blue eyes, and said loudly: "Mr. Not to mention, this old dragon covets wine and is famous all over the world. It is by no means a boastful statement. It is the old son of an emperor from the Geyang Gao family in the Sui Dynasty. Sixty altars are required. Now the wine has been prepared on the table, and when it is finished, it will be served by its own servants, so that no one will have an empty glass of wine in front of anyone. Just drink to your heart's content, we will not get drunk tonight Return!"

Dozens of beautiful young female cultivators in Ziyang Mansion, serving as maids serving wine and food, put on brand-new bright colorful clothes, and poured out from both sides of Xuemang Hall, like colorful butterflies, very brilliant.

Wu Yi was the first to stand up and toast, "This is the first glass of wine, I respect Mr. Chen for coming to my Ziyang Mansion, and the splendor will shine!"

As a result, everyone had no choice but to stand up, raise their glasses together, and toast Chen Pingan.

In Huang Tinguo, his face is bigger than the sky.

I'm afraid that Emperor Hong's visit to Ziqi Palace may not be able to make Wu Yi speak like this.

After Sun Deng sat down with Chen Ping'an and his group, he didn't come back to his senses for a while, and sat on his seat in a daze. Fortunately, he kicked his friend, and then got up quickly.

Chen Pingan just thanked him and drank a glass of wine.

On the most small and exquisite table in front of Pei Qian, there were also two pots of Laojiao salivating wine, but Ziyang Mansion was very considerate, and prepared a pot of sweet and clear fruit wine for the little girl early, and asked her to get up and serve the cup Pei Qian is very happy.

Ziyang Mansion is really a good place.

Pei Qian made up her mind, she must talk to Master later, and sharpen Master's ears, in the future we will often come to Ziyang Mansion as guests, although that Wu Yi is not handsome, he is worse than Huang Ting and Yao Jin There are quite a lot of people, nice people, and warm hospitality. I really can't fault it at all!Anyway, it's not that the master wants to marry her back home and be her master's wife. It doesn't matter what she looks like.

Afterwards, Wu Yi didn't pay too much attention to Chen Ping'an, it was just a grand feast for the fairy family on the ordinary mountain.

All kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas, delicacies, in the hands of those young female cultivators who are as graceful as butterflies, serve the Xuemang hall with toasts and cups one after another.

The owner of the palace, Huang Chu, is indeed the second person in charge of showing his face in the Ziyang Mansion. He is a talker, and he took the lead in toasting Wu Yi.

Wu Yi didn't speak much, but compared to his previous posture at the banquet in Ziyang Mansion, he was much more approachable tonight. He was a different person, and he even took the initiative to tell a few interesting things about the mountain. Naturally, everyone in Ziyang Mansion laughed again and again. In fact, Wu Yi is a serious person If Huang Chu were to talk about those things, he might not be worse than a storyteller, but from Wu Yi's mouth, it wasn't really funny to Chen Pingan's ears, but Xuemangtang's laughter was really a joke. Than a sincere eye, a natural smile.

Probably this is also considered quack.

In fact, the first time Chen Pingan felt this way was when he met the emperor of Nanyuan Kingdom in the restaurant after the war ended in that illusory blessed land of lotus flowers.

Mrs. Xiao Luan held the wine glass and slowly got up.

Everyone had a tacit understanding, stopped the noise, and was silent for a while.

Mrs. Xiao Luan smiled and said: "Xiao Luan is Baihu Jiangshui Shenfu, toast a glass of wine to Yuanjun Patriarch."

Wu Yi ignored it, but his eyes stayed on Madam Xiao Luan.

This gesture clearly shows that she, Wu Yi, doesn't want to give Baihu River Water God's Mansion this face at all, and you, Xiao Luan, don't even want to earn any face in Ziyang Mansion.

Sun Deng was so angry that his chest almost exploded. He clenched his hands into fists and put them on the table, trembling all over.

Intentionally or not, Wu Yi glanced at Chen Pingan out of the corner of his eye. The latter was turning his head and talking to Pei Qian in a low voice, as if to warn this girl that when she was a guest at someone else's house, she must sit and eat in a proper manner, and don't get carried away. Niang is not wine, so there is no excuse for being drunk and doing nothing.Pei Qian straightened his back, but shook his head, smiled and said yes, yes, but Chen Ping gave him a chestnut.

Seeing that Chen Pingan didn't intend to meddle, Wu Yi quickly looked away, yawned, twisted the neck of a pot of specially made Laojiao coveted wine with one hand, shook it slightly, rested his chin with one hand, and asked lazily: " Baihu River? Where is it?"

Then Wu Yi turned to look at Huang Chu, and asked, "How far is it from our Ziyang Mansion?"

Huang Chu quickly got up and replied respectfully: "Reporting to the ancestors, this Baihu River Water God's Mansion is only one Tiequan River away from our Ziyang Mansion, three hundred miles of water."

Wu Yi pretended to be stunned, "That's not far away."

Not far away, even if it is a close neighbor, the common saying in the market once said that a distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor. For the genealogy masters and landscape gods, three hundred miles is indeed a short distance, which is equivalent to the journey of ordinary masters for a walk after dinner.That being the case, Baihu River Water God's Mansion has put on a posture of not having any contact with Ziyang Mansion for hundreds of years. In Wu Yi's eyes, it is no different from Mrs. Xiao Luan's provocation.

However, Wu Yi had his own plans in this matter, so he allowed the Baihu River Water God Mansion to open up its borders and expand the territory, and did not ask the monks of Ziyang Mansion and Tiequan Hejixiang Temple to stop him.

A harmonious and harmonious Xuemang Hall is filled with chilling intent in an instant.

Mrs. Xiao Luan just held the wine glass in front of her with both hands, and her serene smile remained unchanged on her delicate and flawless face, "I hope Lord Dongling Yuan will forgive me, then I, Xiao Luan, will punish myself with a glass."

Just when Mrs. Xiao Luan raised her arm, Wu Yi suddenly stretched out her palm and pressed it twice, "Xiao Luan, the little Ziyang Mansion, how can you deserve the punishment wine of a righteous god of Jiangshui? Huang Chu, how can you If Xiao Luan doesn't come to visit you as the Palace Master, you won't take the initiative to visit the Water God's Mansion? Do you want this Mrs. Jiang Shen to come to see you? I think your airs as the Palace Master can be compared to Emperor Hong's. Hurry up, why are you standing still, take the initiative to toast Mrs. Jiang Shen a glass of wine, forget it, Huang Chu, you should punish yourself with three glasses."

Without saying a word, Huang Chu faced Mrs. Xiao Luan and drank three glasses of wine.

Inside the Xuemang Hall, there was already a dignified atmosphere that could be heard falling needles.

Xiao Luan was always holding the glass of wine that he had no chance to drink. After bending down to put down the glass of wine, he made a weird move, went to the desks of the old man on the left and right and Sun Dengxian, and put two jars of wine in front of him. The three jars of wine were side by side. She picked up one of the jars, opened the mud seal, held the wine jar that weighed about three catties, and said to Wu Yi: "Baihu River Water God's Mansion has drunk three toasts from Palace Master Huang. This is the master of Ziyang Mansion, who has a lot of people, and I don’t care about it with me, Xiao Luan, a woman, but I also want to drink three altars of fine wine, and make amends with Dongling Yuanjun, and at the same time, I wish Yuanjun to enter the upper five realms as soon as possible, Ziyang Mansion Open the sect!"

Next, Xiao Luan deliberately suppressed the movement of the golden body, tantamount to withdrawing the Taoism of Baihu River Water God, and temporarily drank three jars of wine with an ordinary and pure body of a martial artist.

Xiao Luan was blushing all over her face. She held up the wine jar three times and drank with her head up. It was inevitable that the wine would be missed. She was dressed in a gorgeous palace dress, and the front of the skirt was slightly soaked. She turned her head and covered her mouth with her hand.

Pei Qian opened his mouth wide and looked at the heroic heroine in the distance. If it were her, she wouldn't be able to fill her stomach with a small jar of flower and fruit wine, let alone three jars of wine.

She quickly picked up the wine glass, poured herself a glass of fruit wine, and prepared to suppress her shock.

Chen Ping smiled softly at Pei Qian: "It's almost enough."

Wu Yi, who looked at Chen Ping'an again, narrowed her eyes. She turned to look at the Baihu River God who was still afraid to sit down, and nodded, "I drank the toast, and I drank the fine wine. Family, from now on, your Water God Mansion and our Ziyang Mansion, even if they are half relatives, remember to visit more often during the holidays. But let me remind Mrs. Xiao Luan that you have such an opportunity today, thanks to Young Master Chen, so don’t mean?"

That Mrs. Xiao Luan was obviously quite uncomfortable, her breathing was short, and she had the scenery of mountains and hills, but she still smiled and said: "It should be so, then drink another jar, just like what Lord Dong Lingyuan said, the opportunity is rare, If you don’t get drunk, you won’t return! I, Xiao Luan, don’t dare to let down the beauty of the day and the heroes of the wine, but I just hope that if I lose my composure after getting drunk, Lord Yuan won’t make fun of me..."

While speaking, Xiao Luan took another jug ​​of wine, and the fingers that lifted the mud seal were already trembling slightly.

After Chen Ping got up, holding the wine glass, looked at the Baihu River Goddess holding the wine altar at the door, looked down at his own wine glass, and suddenly turned to look at Wu Yi who was sitting on the main seat, and said with a smile: "Yuan Jun , I don’t drink well, so why not just drink with a glass of wine with the Goddess of the River? Otherwise, I have a glass of wine, and the Goddess of the River is a jug of wine. In terms of emotion and reason, I can’t stand up, so as not to disturb the Ziyang Mansion again in the future, When I passed by the Water God Palace, I didn’t even dare to visit the Water God Empress.”

Wu Yi's eyes were deep, he shook the jug, and said with a smile: "Mr. Chen, this is not acceptable. Xiao Luan respected me three jars of wine, but only drank a glass of wine with you. What's the matter? It's too shameful. What, Chen Is the young master thinking of loving the fragrance and cherishing the jade? In this case, it is a coincidence that wine is the matchmaker, and our Mrs. Xiao Luan has been alone for many years. Mr. Chen is a dragon and a phoenix among people..."

Chen Ping quickly interrupted Wu Yiyue's irrelevant words, picked up a jar of wine, opened the mud seal, and said as if begging for mercy with Wu Yi: "Yuan Jun, I can't beat you, and I will accept the punishment. For the second half of the jar, I will pay my respects to Empress Jiang Shen."

Wu Yi suddenly laughed.

So the Xuemang Hall resounded with hearty laughter that shook the sky again.

Facing the seat of honor, Chen Pingan drank half of the wine in one go, then turned to Mrs. Xiao Luan, and raised the remaining half of the wine high, "To the Goddess of Jiang."

Mrs. Xiao Luan drank it down again.

This time, regardless of manners, she quickly sat down, turned her head away, and pressed her arms against her mouth.

After the farce, the banquet became lively again.

The nuns in colorful clothes kept busy.

Some people have already left their seats, coming and going to toast each other.

After all, this time the monks from the five realms gathered in Ziyang Mansion, and many of them came from the monastic caves near the Ziyang Mansion. The cultivation of Guanhai and Longmen realms is especially particular about dripping water and piercing stones. It is very common to not see each other for more than ten years or even decades. If you go to the legendary Nascent Soul Realm, it will be a quiet scene like a dragon hiding in the clouds.

The maid bent down and patted Mrs. Xiao Luan's back lightly, but Xiao Luan was shocked and bounced away. The maid hurriedly withdrew her hands and remained silent.

The drunken Mrs. Xiao Luan's appearance became more and more glamorous and dazzling, she whispered to Sun Dengxian: "Deng Xian, why don't you go have a drink with your friend?"

Sun Deng had a hard look on his face.

Mrs. Xiao Luan didn't know it was because she was drunk, she was quite different from her usual dignified and dignified, but at this moment she looked like a little girl, looking pitifully at Sun Dengxian.

Sun Dengxian was a little helpless, he had only respect for the Jiang Goddess, but no yearning, but how many heroes in the world could be hard-hearted when they saw the charming scene of the beauty frowning and looking at each other?

Sun Deng could only nod his head, stood up and held his glass, and was about to toast Chen Ping'an.

Sun Dengxian has such a stubborn temper. If he didn't know that Chen Ping'an was the first-class nobleman in Ziyang Mansion, the ancestor Wu Yi would have liked him as a guest. Reunited in the rivers and lakes again, not to mention that Chen Pingan didn't come to toast, Sun Dengxian would take the initiative to ask him to toast and chat for a while.But now Sun Dengxian felt uncomfortable and lacked pride.

Sun Deng was stunned first.

I saw the young man in white with his sword on his back, followed by a bouncing Heitan girl.

Chen Ping walked up to Mr. Sun Deng, "Hero Sun, I would like to offer you a toast."

Although Sun Dengxian said that he was a little awkward before, but Chen Pingan came, Sun Dengxian was still a little happy, and felt that his face was radiant. It is rare that this trip to the Ziyang Mansion, which is a shame, can have such a little comfort. Mr. Sun Dengxian Smiling and standing opposite Chen Pingan, after clinking glasses, each of them drank the wine in their glasses. When clinking glasses, Chen Pingan lowered the wine glass slightly. Sun Deng felt that it was not appropriate, so he lowered it accordingly. That's all for Sun Deng.

After Sun Deng drank a glass of wine, he was drinking alone tonight, and he was a little bit drunk, and some words that came to his lips, he blurted out: "Chen Pingan, where did you learn the wine table rules, it's very vulgar! Besides, I can't afford this courtesy."

Mrs. Xiao Luan had already stood up, the old man and the two friends from the Water God Palace were a little dumbfounded seeing Sun Dengxian being so informal.

Chen Pingan's eyes brightened, "Daxia Sun, you deserve it!"

Sun Deng was amused first, "Didn't you just catch Hu Mei? As for making you so obsessed?"

Chen Pingan didn't say what was in his heart about Jianghu's feelings, but just picked up the wine jar from the table nearby, poured himself a glass of wine, and filled it up for Sun Deng first, and said with a smile: "The road in the world is narrow, and the wine glass is wide. Go one!"

The two of them still drank all the wine in one gulp, and Sun Deng first said with a hearty smile, "My good fellow, you are quite good at persuading people to drink."

Chen Ping'an was smiling, and his face was flushed after drinking a pot of old jiao saliva wine with full stamina.

I bid farewell to Sun Deng first, but did not exchange polite greetings for a long time.

Not to mention chatting a word with that Baihu Jiangshui Goddess.

Before Chen Ping left, he looked towards the gate.

The steward who could only stand outside the threshold kept looking eagerly at Chen Pingan and Mrs. Xiao Luan, and when he finally caught sight of Chen Pingan, he bowed his head immediately.

Chen Pingan smiled, held up the empty cup, and then returned to his original position.

The manager who had been panicking for a long time was so excited that he almost burst into tears after receiving this indication.

Mrs. Xiao Luan sat on her seat, lowered her head, gently wiped the wine stains on her clothes, and let out a mouthful of turbidity and alcohol.

What is more terrifying than this kind of drinking fine wine to death is that if you want to drink thousands of catties of fine wine, the other party will not give you a chance to raise your glass and drink two or three taels.

The maid looked at the back of the young man, and after thinking about it, she felt a little grateful.

Pei Qian raised his head and asked curiously: "The old man, can you look down on others, master, aren't you angry?"

Chen Ping smiled and said, "What's so angry about that?"

Pei Qian asked in a low voice, "Master is thinking of Sun Daxia and the others, okay?"

Chen Ping patted her on the head, "You are the only one who is smart."

Not a few steps away from the seat, Pei Qian grabbed Chen Pingan's gentle palm, and Chen Pingan asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Pei Qian grinned and said, "Come on, master's fairy spirit and quack spirit."

Chen Ping smiled and said: "Yes, if you can eat and drink along the way, where can you find such a master?"

Pei Qian asked cautiously: "Master, can I have a little bit of Laojiao's salivary wine, it's delicious, I'm so hungry."

Chen Pingan asked: "What do you say?"

Pei Qian nodded and said, "I think I can drink such a small cup, but I also think that the road in the world is narrow and the wine glass is wide."

Chen Pingan tugged at her ears, and threw her on the exclusive seat of the small embroidered stool, "Drink your fruit wine."

Chen Pingan was about to take his seat, but Wu Yi had already stepped down from the main seat and came to him. She waved her hand, indicating that Xuemangtang, who had quieted down in an instant, would continue to drink.

Wu Yi asked in his heart: "Mr. Chen, have you killed many dragons?"

Chen Pingan shook his head.

The battle of Jiaolonggou was not the Nascent Soul Laojiao that he killed with his own hands.

Suddenly remembered that the eel monster on the border of the Daquan Dynasty in Tongyezhou was killed by Chen Pingan from the beginning to the end. Chen Pingan frowned and asked, "What did Yuan Jun see?"

Seeing Chen Ping shaking his head, Wu Yi felt a little displeased in his heart, but when he thought of the two family letters that were more effective than the imperial decree, he had to patiently explain: "I don't want to ask you about your past, but I can see that, Young Master has a lot of karma on his body."

Chen Ping asked curiously: "How?"

Wu Yi said with a smile: "There are some monsters in the world. Killing them is due to merit or karma. Confucianism has always kept this unusual rule secret, so Mr. Chen may not be very clear about it."

Chen Pingan asked straightforwardly: "Is there a way to crack and get rid of it?"

Wu Yi made a fool of himself, "Don't worry, the young master will stay in Ziyang Mansion for a day or two anyway. I will tell you about this after I sober up. Just drink tonight and don't talk about these spoiling things."

There is no never-ending banquet in the world.

Wu Yi left first.

Chen Pingan also quickly left Xuemang Hall with Pei Qian and the others, returning the same way.

Pei Qian was still very excited, and didn't forget to take the trekking stick, and hummed the songs she composed and composed along the way, all of which were some folk sayings in Longquan County that she heard from her master, "

Today Lei Gong sings, tomorrow there is not much rain.Swallows fly low down the snake aisle, ants move mountains and wear hats... the moon grows hairy, and heavy rain rushes into the trenches.The sky is full of carp spots, and there is no need to turn over the sun in the sun tomorrow..."

There is no stopping.

Zhu Lian had already heard this song until his ears became callused, and persuaded him, "Nv Xia Pei, please do me a favor and let my ears go?"

Pei Qian sighed, she was in a good mood tonight, so she followed the old cook for a while, she rushed forward a few steps on the secluded road and waved her walking stick, "The wild dogs are running around in the world, and the wolves are in power, which makes the world so dangerous. , Everyone is in danger. But I haven't practiced the peerless swordsmanship and knife skills, blame me, blame me."

Zhu Lian kicked her ass.

Pei Qian staggered a few steps, but still stood still, turned his head and said angrily, "What are you doing?"

Zhu Lian was about to laugh at her, when suddenly he let out a surprise, looked up, and stretched out his hand, "Is it raining?"

Chen Pingan hummed.

It really started to drizzle.

A group of people quickened their pace and returned to the Treasure Pavilion.

Shi Rou is a femininity, she doesn't need to sleep, so she stays on the first floor.

Zhu Lian and Pei Qian lived on the second and third floors respectively.

Chen Pingan stood alone in the corridor on the fourth floor. There was not much rain tonight.

Walking in the corridor for half an hour, the smell of alcohol inside and outside dissipated.

Chen Pingan went back to his room to sleep, his sleep was extremely light. After all, he was in Ziyang Mansion, and there was Wu Yi, the master with unpredictable personality.

In the middle of the night, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Chen Pingan dressed and got up, and when he opened the door, he saw an absolutely unexpected person.

The water god of Baihu River, Mrs. Xiao Luan.

I saw that her eyes were complicated, she was very shy, and she was hesitant to speak, as if she had changed into a dress that fit more and more. She turned her head, bit her lip, mustered up her courage, and whispered softly: "Mr. Chen..."

Chen Pingan had already slammed the door shut.

Mrs. Xiao Luan stood outside the door with a shocked expression on her face.

I only heard the young man say angrily inside: "Madam, please respect yourself!"