After Zhao Lingwu left, Lu Zhenhai was overjoyed, thanked Xu Yi again and again, and wanted to entertain the guests with a big banquet.
He just finished speaking, most of the guests dispersed, only five or six people who were very thick-skinned, hoping to get some benefits from Lu Zhenhai, did not leave.
Xu Yi was also not interested in staying with Lu Zhenhai who was overly tactful, so he asked Lu Zhenhai directly for a jade token.
Lu Zhenhai said, "Brother Yiling, what's the hurry, come home with me, I'll treat you well, and then invite Master Song, will Brother Yiling's request be fulfilled?"
Xu Yi smiled coldly, "It seems that brother Lu really doesn't treat me as an outsider."
As he said that, with a wave of his hand, a thunderbolt directly exploded at Lu Zhenhai's feet. After the lightning strike, the ground was scorched black. Lu Zhenhai seemed to have lost his soul. He stood on the spot in a daze, silently took out a jade token, and threw it at Xu Yi , dare not say a word of nonsense.
Just now, when the thunder came, he felt that his spiritual altar was blown to pieces, and the thunder was flying across the sky, and the bright meaning of destruction almost wiped out his mind, no matter what he didn't want to have a second encounter.
Reminiscent of Xu Yi's decisiveness in killing Dong Xiaoshan and the ancestor of the dead wood, he suddenly realized that this old devil of Yiling was definitely not in vain, and entangled with such a devil, it is hard to have good results.
Thinking of the golden talisman and jade token taken away by Xu Yi made his heart ache, but when he took another look at the spiritual spring full of spiritual power, he was relieved again.
After getting the jade medal, Xu Yi didn't delay any longer and left in the air. Halfway through the journey, he suddenly saw a person bowing to thank him from a distance, and when he looked closely, it was Chen Fangge, the corpse sword.
When Xu Yi came close, Chen Fangge thanked him loudly, precisely for saving his life.
Xu Yiqi said in a high-profile way that a scum like Kumu Patriarch would be punished by everyone without any thanks.
Chen Fangge said, "A dead tree deserves ten thousand deaths, but I survived because of Brother Yiling. I don't thank Brother Yiling for killing the dead tree, but I thank Brother Yiling for keeping me alive."
Xu Yi laughed, "That's the reason, that's fine, brother Chen's thank you, I have received it, so don't worry about it."
Chen Fangge said, "How can I thank you for your great kindness? At present, Chen really has nothing to repay. Brother Xu, wait for a while, Chen will definitely repay later." As he said, he threw a wishful bead, obviously to Get in touch with Xu Yi.
Xu Yi took it, and Chen Fangge clasped his fists again, turned around and left.
Watching Chen Fangge leave, Xu Yi secretly said, "This is a wonderful person."
In the evening, it began to rain lightly. Xu Yi bought an oil-paper umbrella and walked into the Willow Leaf Lane in Hui'an City. The evening wind brought rain, and the purple wind chimes under the low eaves on both sides of the street made melodious sounds.
Xu Yi turned into a stewed restaurant, ordered two catties of burning knives, a plate of fried liver tips, and a large pot of oily miscellaneous. He ate comfortably with the browned meat pies posted in the fireplace.
He has always believed that to enjoy delicious food, food is one aspect, and environment and mood are more important aspects.
Slanting wind and drizzle in the evening alley, sitting alone in a small street shop, the mood is already there, as long as the food is passable, it is a delicious meal to enjoy.
Facts have proved that this old shop whose signboards have been stained by fireworks is almost beyond recognition, does have its own special skills.
After eating the meal, Xu Yi was sweating profusely, and the spicy soup watered down his stomach, which was indescribably soothing and comforting.
After finishing his meal, Xu Yi got up and left the store, walked through several narrow alleys, walked along a river embankment for more than ten miles, and stopped in front of a majestic mansion.
In front of the mansion, there are two stone lions like hills guarding it. Above the two-foot-high riveted gold brass gate, the domineering "Song Mansion" word, supplemented by formations, glows brightly in the twilight night. Hui.
Xu Yicai stood in front of the door for a while, then the small door on one side opened, and an old man in green robe walked out, standing on the steps, asking Xu Yisuo what was the matter.
The old man was an old man from the Song family, a disciple of the Song family for many years, and he could tell the identity of the visitor at a glance.
With Xu Yi's demeanor, he would not be as rude as he was with low-ranking monks.
Xu Yi took out the jade tablet and said loudly, "I was entrusted by Song Xianjun's old friend to come to pay a visit, and I also ask the old man to report on his behalf."
When Xu Yi took out the jade tablet, the old man's eyes straightened, he leaned closer, looked at it for a while, then invited Xu Yi in from the side door, and asked Xu Yi to sit in the ear room for a while, and he hurried to communicate. Reported.
It took only half a cup of tea, but the old man came back again, with a little more respect on his old face, and invited Xu Yi into the backyard.
Walking around two yards and walking through a winding corridor, Xu Yi's open perception keenly caught a few formations, and he was a little vigilant in his heart, but he was not surprised.
After all, with Song Youlong's identity, it is normal that there are some forbidden formations in his house.
After the old man sent Xu Yi to the backyard, he left. The main hall in the backyard was brightly lit, and a figure was standing in the hall, looking at Xu Yi from afar.
With just one glance, Xu Yi knew that this person must be Song Youlong, the left Cao official of the Dongpan Mansion today. Others can be faked, but the aura of ghosts and fairyland and the aura of being in control of power cannot be faked.
Song Youlong invited Xu Yi into the living room. After the two parties greeted each other, the guests and hosts were seated. Xu Yi confessed to the occasion and opened a jade box, which contained five incense beads. He took out the jade tablet and said, Get what you want.
Xu Yi is very human, even though there is a jade plaque, according to the agreement, Song Youlong will definitely help with this.
But the agreement is an agreement, it has been these years, and it is not surprising that Song Youlong does not recognize this jade tablet, so he prepared a generous gift, taking into account favors and interests, so that the possibility of Song Youlong refusing is not great.
The clinker Song Youlong ignored the jade box containing the five incense beads, but held the jade tablet in his palm, rubbed it carefully, looked far away, recalled the friendship with the ancestors of the Lu family in the past, and said with emotion , "Since you have come with the jade card, no matter whether this matter can be done or not, I will never let you down."
Xu Yi got up and saluted, "Well, thank you Xianjun Song, I will repay my kindness in the future."
Song Youlong smiled and said with a round face, "Dare to ask Fellow Daoist Xu that this statement is true."
"Naturally it is true."
Xu Yi said decisively, but his heart was beating secretly.
Song Youlong's words obviously do not conform to the routines in the social arena.
His words were true, but they were mostly polite. If Song Youlong really finds him in the future, considering today's events, Xu Yi will naturally not refuse.
But Song Youlong emphasized that the matter was true or false, and if he had to express his position a second time, the problem would be serious, and most likely he would have to throw out a heavy burden.
Sure enough, Song Youlong said, "I have heard some legends about fellow Daoist Xu. In Jiangbei, it is said that brother Xu has a four-color seal. Don't expect to possess it, just play with it, and it will be a great comfort to your life."