The old house of Li's family is actually a very grand mansion. It is said that in its heyday, there were more than a hundred servants who served here alone. But for the people of Huiliu Mountain, this yard is too small, it can't be compared with the mountain, and it feels aggrieved to live there.
Especially when something like that happened last night, and there are still people coming to find trouble today, it's not fair to put it on anyone.
Duan Ping felt particularly uncomfortable.
He couldn't tell what was wrong, no matter whether people came to visit or find trouble, the hall had to be tidied up, and Duan Ping did some miscellaneous work.
He couldn't tell why it was awkward, but he just felt uncomfortable to look at, and felt that the stone road hurt his feet even when he walked.
When Senior Brother Jiang called him from behind and Duan Ping turned his head, he suddenly remembered what was awkward.
Usually there is always a person with a loud voice and heavy footsteps, running around behind him.
Yu Shidi.
Although Duan Ping always felt that he was a bit stupid, a bit annoying, and talkative, although he was always rushing to work, four or five times out of ten times something went wrong...
But now there is no such person. No one rushed over to move the stool for him when he was moving it, saying: "Senior Brother Duan, take a break." No one strode forward hurriedly when he turned his head, panting as if he was exerting his strength Bulls plowing fields.
Seeing Duan Ping standing there dumbfounded, Jiang Fan's eye circles were a little red. He was a little puzzled at first, but then he understood, and his heart was also sore.
Duan Ping came back to his senses first, and asked, "Senior brother Jiang, what else is there to do?"
"It's nothing, just boil more hot water, and when guests come, they always have to serve a cup of tea."
Duan Ping nodded, but he didn't think so in his heart.
He has already heard from his seniors that the people who are going to visit today are a bunch of bad guys, looking for trouble. Shouldn't you show good looks to these people, and give them tea? The more polite they are, the more they think that Huiliu Mountain is easy to bully.
As a result, not only the hall was cleaned, but many tables and stools were placed, and they even had to change their outfits again. The clothes of the Huiliu Mountain disciples are white with blue borders. It is up to each person to wear them or not, but when there is such a big event, everyone has to dress neatly, even shoes and boots and headbands. color.
When I posted it, I wrote Weishi, although the wind and snow were extremely violent today, when Weishizheng came, people came outside the gate.
I don't know if these people are staring at the copper leak, pinching the hour. One by one, with solemn and cold faces, they filed into the gate.
That formation, that neatness, seemed to have been rehearsed beforehand.
Everyone in Huiliu Mountain stood outside the hall gate to greet each other, and Xiaodong stood among the senior brothers. He hasn't said a word since morning till now. Mo Chen stood behind his master and looked back at him twice while welcoming guests. Xiaodong's eyes looked less lively than usual, looking at the people who came in, but his mind was obviously not on those people who came in.
It's obviously wrong for him to do this.
Usually Xiaodong and Yu Dahong don't have a deep friendship, but they still seem closer than others. Maybe it's because the two are about the same age, and they both have the kind of personality without a chest. Yu Dahong used to give Xiaodong two packs of wild fruits picked on the mountain, and Xiaodong also gave him his own cakes.
Knowing that Yu Dahong was killed by Chen Jingzhi, Mo Chen originally thought that Xiaodong must be very sad according to his character.
But Xiaodong is like a beast cub that has fallen into a dormant period in the cold winter, reacting very slowly to everything around him.
Although he heard the news of Yu Dahong's death, he didn't seem to understand the truth of the matter, and remained so blankly.
This is definitely not right.
Mo Chen was worried that even if he was stabbed with a needle right now, he might not even know it was painful.
Facing these people who came to find trouble with evil intentions, they had to greet them politely one by one, and everyone in Huiliu Mountain held their breath in their hearts. Especially Linglong, her heart was full of fire, she looked at everyone as if she were an enemy, the light in her eyes was vicious, like a wolf.
When Mo Chen followed Li Fulin into the hall, Jiang Fan led the others to follow and stand beside him.
Xiaodong was arranged by Jiang Fan to stand behind the pillar. Even if the people in front turned their faces and turned the table, standing behind was relatively safe, and the danger of harming the fish in the pond was much less.
Li Fulin had just passed away a disciple, who was usually very amiable and talkative, but today, for the first time, he became gloomy and solemn. These guests who came here were originally here to ask questions about the teacher, and there was no smile on their faces. Although there were quite a few people in the hall, the atmosphere was surprisingly dignified and dull, and it was so suffocating that no one dared to breathe.
Fang Yuwen looked around, he insisted on staying, in order to give Li Fulin a boost. These people who came here can only be regarded as second-rate goods at ordinary times. Even if the sect was prominent back then, it has long since fallen. But one by one can't let go of the dignity and stature of the past, no matter whether they have real skills or not, each of them is full of style, always "remembering the past", and always being the "true deity".
Fang Yuwen couldn't just look at Li Fulin and just be weak in momentum, could he? Look at the people who came here, the heads of the eight sects are brains, and they all bring their disciples to accompany them. Not to mention their skills, the momentum has been supported, and there are many people. On the other hand, at Huiliu Mountain, there were only a few disciples of Li Fulin, and Fang Yuwen was sitting beside him.
If he had known that he would fight for the number of people, Fang Yuwen would have to borrow a few more people to support the scene.
But he is also a little strange.
Most of these people were instigated by Zhou Pinzhi and came here for Ji Zheng. Of course, if they can also sweep Li Fulin's face, these people would be even more happy.
Who made Li Fulin so hated back then? The sect is strong, his talent is too much higher than that of his peers, and there are several young and beautiful girls who are interested in him. Back then, most of these people were not well-known, and they might not even be able to pass the threshold of the Danyang Immortal Gate. But now they are happy. The Danyang Immortal Gate has long since disappeared, and Li Fulin has also fallen into despair. In their view, this means that a phoenix is not as good as a chicken without hair. What was the beauty of the moment when you were young? It is more ironic to be proud when you are young and down and out when you are old.
Fang Yuwen couldn't see such a villain's self-satisfaction, cleared his throat, and said first: "It's a coincidence that everyone is scattered all over the world. This time, the big event in Beifu City is full of people."
Fang Yuwen's qualifications and cultivation are also the number one figure. The others also had a few polite words with him.
I don't want Fang Yuwen's words to change: "It's a coincidence today. I came to pay a visit to brother Li, and I caught up with him to treat guests. Recently, there are quite a lot of up-and-comers. They all look familiar, and I have never heard of their names."
This is a little offending, but Fang Yuwen is really not talking about it.
In terms of seniority and age, he and Li Fulin are indeed no worse than these people who came today. Seriously speaking, the people who came here today are the oldest ones, and they were just a follower behind the teacher back then, and those who were not qualified to talk to Li Fulin, calling him a junior would be regarded as giving him face. Not to mention others.
The faces of the people who came were not very good-looking. A thin man in a stone yellow cloak stood up with a friendly smile on his face.
"Fang Zhenren, Li Zhenren, and the two real people discuss martial arts and cultivation. Naturally, I can't wait for it. It is really presumptuous for us to come here today." People are introduced one by one.
"This is Master Fan from Dacui Mountain..."
"This is Lord Kangbao, Kangbao..."
"This is the master of the Yongchuan Gate Field..."
Finally he talked about himself: "I am Qian Yunjiang and Peng Yihui."
Fang Yuwen was indifferent to the others, but turned back to Peng Yihui: "So it's Zhenren Peng, I've admired him for a long time."
The term "long admiration" is just a regular phrase.
But Fang Yuwen is such a person, it's not easy for him to say a polite word. At least to those people in front of him, he couldn't say anything like long admiration. Some names have never been heard before, where do they come from? It won't be necessary to mention it for a long time.
But Fang Yuwen had indeed heard of Peng Yihui. It's not that this person has a high level of cultivation, but that he is very popular and indeed famous. Just like today, he also came with him, but he probably didn’t come with him to make trouble, but because he knew a lot of people, and others invited him, whether it was to testify or help to speak out, he was afraid But it's just because of face, so they come together. But this man was tactful and would not easily offend anyone. Although he came with these people, he spoke very politely to Li Fulin and Fang Yuwen.
The leader Fan Zhenren was younger than Li Fulin and Fang Yuwen, but his face was very old, and he seemed to be a generation older than Li and Fang.
Peng Yihui's introduction put him in the first place. He felt that he was the head of the people who came today.
"Really Li, it is said that we are meeting for the first time, so we are a bit impolite when we come here. But in Ruoshuitai these few days, we heard a piece of news. The matter is very important, so we can't be polite."
This person put on a reasonable posture, Li Fulin didn't bother to argue with him at all: "Fan Zhenren has something to say."
His words made Fan Zhenren's face darken: "Since Master Li is so straightforward, then I will say it straight. Back then, when the evil way was a disaster, my sect Wang Zhenren led more than ten fellow sects to Wushi City in the Western Regions, but after this trip, we will go to Wushi City again." They didn’t come back either. Later, someone in the same way brought back news that Wang Zhenren and the others were tricked into the Lost City.”
Others also chimed in: "The former head of my sect is also..."
"There are three uncles in my sect who are still missing to this day..."
Fan Zhenren stared at Li Fulin with dead eyes: "I heard that the witch who tricked everyone into the Lost City in the name of saving people back then had a very good relationship with Li Fulin? If there are people who saw her appearing at the water platform, they even got along with Li Fulin. Do real people match up with Taoist companions?" (To be continued)