The Feng family is well-known for its hospitality, and it is a great pleasure to have friends come from afar. The lanterns and festoons look like the New Year, and everyone wears new clothes like getting married. When meeting, no matter men, women, old or young, they greet each other with clasped fists. There are many places in the world, and it is only after a long absence that we get together again. Naturally, there are endless words, endless bows, endless wines, and endless seats.
As the masters of the Feng family, the young ladies of the Feng family all set up large banquets in their mansions to greet friends who came from afar. On the stage tomorrow, most of the fights will be drunken fists, right
It's not because Miss Feng's family is hospitable, it's just because their mansions are all in Renhe District, it's really unreasonable not to do it. As for the Tian area, at present, only the most senior VIPs are eligible to be invited. Each young master and eldest lady of the Feng family has a few places, and these places are subject to tokens. Basically, those who can participate in the No. 1 Martial Arts Association in the World are those who can obtain these tokens.
Therefore, in order to obtain these tokens, everyone will first conduct a "literary battle", which is the so-called audition.
On the wine table, grabbing food, toasting, occupying seats, winning bowls, seemingly ordinary behaviors are all duels to test each other's kung fu.
Although it is a water mat, there are only 10 seats in each mansion. Whoever can sit here last will get a rare token. As a result, eating the water mat is like going to the toilet at a party. The most important thing is to choose one that is easy to resist, and then find a way to occupy it.
The doors of each mansion were wide open, and the guards of the Feng family could be seen everywhere on the streets of Renhe District, as well as guests coming and going, and long queues.
Those old and young masters also worked tirelessly to entertain guests in this open-air school grounds. The only ones who didn't hold a banquet here were Feng Qianchi, the boss of the Feng family, and Feng Quan, the youngest of the Feng family.
Regardless of them, Shen Ming, who sneaked into Feng's villa, has come to the New World. Because this unique villa is built on the cliff, it is spread out in a scattered form. Wherever you go, you are constantly climbing and descending stairs. It is extremely difficult to find a section of flat ground that is 100 meters long. From one mansion to another mansion, it is often necessary to go up and down four or five times.
However, each section of stairs connected to the platform is different. Some are cable bridges, some are arch bridges, some are bamboo rafts, exquisite sculptures and ancient architectural styles. If developed into a tourist attraction, it will definitely be a masterpiece in the history of world architecture. Another great miracle.
Walking through the crowd, Shen Ming estimated that the number of guests who came to Feng's house exceeded a thousand. Who would have thought that there would be so many people in the little-known Liwulin? The Feng family has a larger population.
According to Mei, the Feng family is divided into two parts: the family with the surname Feng and the slaves. The natural population is close to 300 people, while the number of slaves has reached 5,000. Most of these people live in Feng. In the home villa, only a very small number of them retreated outside, or were sent out as local liaison personnel. The population in the villa has remained at a high level of 5,000 for a long time, which can be described as a thriving population.
Just when everyone was choosing the most suitable place for them to grab a seat in the running water table, Shen Ming came to the most lively place in the whole Renhe district, the mansion named "Xianggui Pavilion". This is the residence of the seventh son of the Feng family, Miss Feng Jiaren.
It is said that Miss Feng Jiaren's name in the Jianghu is more famous than that of her elder brother Feng Qianchi, all because of her beauty and she is still single. Although she is also over 30, she can't stop men from fantasizing about her charming figure at all.
As long as he can marry this beauty, he can naturally join the Feng family, enjoy the glory and wealth, live like a fairy in the world, practice martial arts for a lifetime, it is better to marry a good wife. Most of the members of Li Wulin have been practicing martial arts since they were young, and their academic performance can be imagined. Modern society has long passed the era of fists and feet, and most of them live a poor life in vain. , To make a living by being beaten. Naturally, everyone never tires of their dream of being the son-in-law of the Feng family.
There were more than 200 guests densely lined up outside the Xianggui Pavilion, and most of them were young, strong, and good-looking male guests.
Feng Jiaren's exclusive domestic servants are named "A Chinese Ghost Story", and there are thirty of them, all of whom are beautiful female warriors. And different from the other servants of the Feng family who were tightly wrapped, these beautiful women were all dressed in Tang suits and short skirts, with light makeup and light makeup, they were really pretty.
On the attic of the courtyard where the banquet was held, Feng Jiaren was lying on her side beside the bed, swinging her long white legs and swinging a feather fan, enjoying the cool while watching Wendou's fight for a seat below.
The sound of the drums, the wine has passed a hundred rounds, it is rare to be able to sit still and stand still. It is rare for one person to lose 10 people in a battle. Things like keepsakes have been beaten by everyone before they are seen. The best martial arts in the world One can imagine what will happen after the conference officially starts.
Wearing an iron mask, Shen Ming stood silently in the shortest line, and sitting in front of him was the so-called Iron Fist Breaking Mountain—Ghost Seeing Sorrow, 50 years old, with lush hair like Tarzan of the ape. Not to mention doing it, the body odor that is comparable to a biochemical weapon already makes life worse than death.
Having experience from the previous session, the wine glass in his hand was brought by himself. It was made of black iron and weighed 20 catties. It is not so much a wine glass as a murder weapon. There are already more than ten customers who lined up to challenge, and there is no one to beat them.
Gui Jianchou is planning to win the token in one fell swoop and become tomorrow's member.
When Shen Ming came in front of him, he didn't pay attention to the thin middle-aged man, but politely raised his fist and asked, "Brother, what's your name?"
"Scholar with an iron face—Ji is heartbroken." Shen Ming replied with fists arched, frightening the surrounding guests to step back.
"Brother's name is really domineering. Thinking of my 30-year history of breaking mountains and rivers with iron fists, I only dare to call a ghost to see you. How can you be heartbroken? It seems that the old man will never stand up in front of you?" Gui Jianchou hehe said.
"It's not up to you to decide." After Shen Ming finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to snatch it, and then he was caught. No matter what, he couldn't take it from Gui Jianchou's hand.
"Brother, this is not where you should come." Gui Jianchou smiled and turned his backhand, hitting Shen Ming's face, and the thin Shen Ming flew sideways like a cannonball. He hit the wall next to him hard and stopped moving.
"Aren't you heartbroken with this foundation? I'm afraid I'll be heartbroken by someone else?" Gui Jianchou laughed wildly.
The world doesn't care if you are young or not, it only cares about the winner. Gui Jianchou won all the attention, while Shen Ming, who was lying on the side, kept wiping the blood gushing from his nose.
"Are you okay?" A servant in a short skirt asked politely.
"It's okay, it's okay, I'm born with a lot of blood, it's okay to bleed a little, I'm sorry for dirtying your floor, can I borrow a toilet." Shen Ming said embarrassedly.
"The restroom in the inner room is not open to the outside world." The slave asked why.
"I'll just wash it, so as not to get blood on the ground when I go out later, it's so difficult for you to wash, please help me." Shen Ming's bloody face is still very convincing.
The slave thought for a while, and agreed to Shen Ming's request, "Okay, you come with me, but don't wander around, this is the rule of Xianggui Pavilion."
"Thank you, sister, you have helped me a lot." Shen Ming stood up with a smile, and limped followed the slave to the inner room. When everyone was still admiring the power of the iron fist to break the mountain, the balcony Feng Jiaren, who was above, stared at Shen Ming's back.
Xianggui Pavilion is neither too big nor too small. It has a front yard and a backyard, with gardens and rockery pools, just like the courtyards of wealthy businessmen in Suzhou and Hangzhou. Shen Ming walked along the corridor to the bathroom.
"Okay, you go in, I'll get you some hemostatic medicine and bandages." The servant in the short skirt said politely.
"Thank you, you really helped me a lot, but you still need to rest for a while." Shen Ming smiled and patted the back of the house slave's neck, and the blow directly knocked her unconscious and leaned into Shen Ming's arms middle. Glancing left and right, Shen Ming put the slave into the bathroom, locked the door and turned around to feel for the inner room. Regarding the topographic map of Feng's Villa, he has already obtained a detailed map from his master, especially this Xianggui Pavilion, where Ruotong lived in the past.
The keepsakes of the young masters and ladies are all 18K gold medals, which are 5 taels in weight. A young master wants to send out 10 yuan and weighs 5 catties. No idiot will take it with him, right? So it is generally placed in the treasure house. Shen Ming is interested in tokens, but never thought of obtaining them in a serious way.
The intentional miss is to go straight to the treasure house, get it first, and then use the token to sneak into the sky area through the suspension bridge. The plan is simple and clear, in order to rescue his friends and family as soon as possible, and leave this ghost place.
In front of the Sifang treasure house, two female guards stood, Shen Ming, who wiped the nosebleed with a handkerchief, walked straight to the gate.
"Stop! Who is this? How dare you trespass on my Xianggui Pavilion!" The two guards raised their spears.
"I'm sorry, I'm just an ordinary guest. I was looking for the bathroom, but I couldn't find it after looking around. I hope you can forgive me." Shen Ming stepped forward embarrassedly.
"The bathroom is no longer here..." The guard's vigilance relaxed a bit, but the spear in his hand did not relax a bit.
Shen Ming kicked up a stone in front of him, and one of the guards responded quickly with a shot, and the stone flew out.
And at this moment, Shen Ming had come behind them like a ghost.
"Sensitive enough, but unfortunately still not sensitive enough." With just one move, Shen Ming stunned the two guards, and turned around to see the big copper lock of the treasure house.
Thanks to the ancient Feng family for refusing to introduce modern technology, Shen Ming even tore off the iron lump in front of him with his bare hands. If it was the alloy door of the vault, he would really have nothing to do with it. After all, we can’t carry out blasting here, right