After Junior Brother A Zhai goes down the mountain

Just as the four people in the room were looking at each other, the enthusiastic and hearty voice of the second child in the Seven Star Workshop broke the tranquility of the room: "I'm sorry for the wait, the first guest of the Seven Star Banquet you ordered - Yaoguang!"

Xiao Er has also experienced strong winds and waves. When he saw the huge red hydrangea beside Lin Ying, the enthusiastic smile on his face not only did not diminish, but became more real: "Oh! This distinguished guest has won it. The favor of our young lady is about to go up to the competition!"

He made a bow with a smile on his face: "The little one is here to wish this guest with high martial arts skills a victory and prosperous martial arts!"

Lin Yingshi looked at his smile in bewilderment, and looked at Zhong Nianying in a little bewilderment, her brows and eyes were full of puzzlement.

——Can I not go?

Xiao Er observed his words closely, and smiled and said: "This guest, if you go to the martial arts arena, no matter whether you win or lose or rank, as long as the lady matches you and receives the hydrangea ball, our host will give you a big gift."

The young man narrowed his clear peach blossom eyes, and said, "Is your boss very generous?"

Xiao Er said happily: "Congratulations, congratulations. Besides, it is said that for the eldest lady's wedding, the master even took out the rain bamboo that is unique to our Tianshu City!"

As he was talking, the summons from the kitchen downstairs came again.He smiled and bowed again to the distinguished guests at the table, then flicked the cloth around his waist, and ran downstairs quietly.

The room was silent.

The boy looked at this, looked at that, paused for a while and tried to break the somewhat awkward situation: "Do you know what Rain Bamboo...is?"

Yang Wenzhi coughed and picked up the jade chopsticks: "Eat first, this flutter won't taste good when it gets cold..."

During the conversation, Cuizhu has quickly prepared dishes for the three of them with serving chopsticks.

"Rain bamboo is a specialty of Tianshu City, um, it's not bamboo...it sounds very poetic, but it's actually a special kind of tempered stone." Yang Wenzhi pushed the jade bowl containing the dishes to the two people opposite, " Adding this kind of rain bamboo stone, the forged blade is extremely tough and not easy to break."

Lin Yingshi was attracted by Yang Wenzhi's narration: "It's called bamboo, but isn't it actually bamboo?"

Yang Wenzhi smiled and said: "Yes, this is a kind of stone that is only produced in the territory of the Sun family in Tianshu City. It is extremely precious."

He paused and said: "The production of this kind of stone is not much every year, and the Sun family mostly uses it to win over and give gifts..."

Zhong Nianying suddenly said coldly: "The Martial Arts Grand Ceremony of the leader of the martial arts is coming soon."

Yang Wenzhi stopped holding out his chopsticks: "Indeed. It's only been half a year."

The man's odd-colored pupils were somewhat gloomy.He originally had an unkind and cold appearance, but now there seemed to be a storm brewing in his eyes.He closed his eyes fiercely, and there were faint veins on the back of his hand.

"The Sun family is recruiting a son-in-law." Zhong Nianying sneered, "Those who are a little bit knowledgable think that this is increasing their chances of winning."

Cuizhu at the side glanced quietly at Yang Wenzhi, and flirted with his eldest son in tacit understanding.

Recruiting a son-in-law to increase the chances of winning seems like something the Sun family will do.But in Jianghu, this is quite normal, right?

Yang Wenzhi stared back angrily: Don't say it's normal or not, it's not normal for me to throw it at Brother Lin's head!

Cuizhu: ...OK, it's not normal.

Lin Yingshi, who was completely out of condition, thanked the emerald bamboo who served the dishes, and picked up the crystal clear dishes in the bowl with jade chopsticks.

Hmm...no smell.The boy continued to eat in bewilderment, and finally felt a slightly sweet taste.Beside him, Zhong Nianying and Yang Wenzhi were still discussing about the Martial Dao Ceremony, and seeing Cuizhu, who knew everything, was also drawn into their conversation, the young man obediently took on the important task of serving dishes.

He was about to stretch out his hand to pick up vegetables, when the cuff on his wrist shrank, and the word "Wu" appeared in the eyes of the others.

Yang Wenzhi stood up suddenly: "How dare they use the Dingwuling?!"

Lin Yingshi looked at him in bewilderment, the hand holding the vegetables was still in the air: "Brother Yang, what is Dingwuling?"

Beside him, Zhong Nianying's plain face showed a trace of panic at this moment: "A kind of summoning token... Those who get this kind of token will be imprinted with the word Wu on their hands. With the command of the person in charge of the token, everyone will be summoned to the holder... The Sun family actually took out all the treasures that were sacrificed in the ancestral hall?!"

Lin Yingshi blinked in confusion, and was about to pick up the red hydrangea beside her for a closer look, when her body felt a strange attraction, suddenly seemed to lose weight, and was caught by a rope from not far away. Pulled, and quickly floated in that direction.

Zhong Nianying and Yang Wenzhi stood up at the same time and wanted to pull him, but they were still no match for the power of Juwuling.

Yang Wenzhi stood up with an unhappy expression on his face, he took the green bamboo and wanted to go down to ask the son of the Sun family.

Just as he was about to leave, Zhong Nianying, who was still sitting, called to him: "Sir, stop."

Yang Wenzhi's usually gentle and elegant face also brought a trace of anger, but because of his excellent self-cultivation and respect for Zhong Nianying, he still suppressed the anger in his heart: "Mr. Zhong?"

Just now, the man who looked like a rainy day was sitting calmly in his seat, pointing to the red hydrangea that was still in place: "How can we miss the red hydrangea when we get married and recruit a son-in-law? Presumably the Sun family didn't expect that, after receiving the red hydrangea Among the hydrangea owners, there are actually some people who leave it alone."

He sneered and said: "Looking at the martial arts platform in the distance, Eldest Young Master, it is clear that it cannot accommodate so many martial arts contests. The order to gather martial arts must be Xiao Lin and other people who have received the hydrangea... Send them together to the place they have decided."

While they were talking, they heard the eldest son of the Sun family laughing loudly in the distance: "Dear comrades and heroes, my younger sister has already thrown all 150 hydrangea balls!"

He paused, and after the commotion passed, he said loudly again: "Comrades who are here without getting the hydrangea, you can get a copy of my Sun's special Baihua wine at the Sun's management office later!"

"All fellows who hold the red hydrangea, they have been summoned to my grandson's family by the head and elders of my grandson family. After the three-day martial arts competition is over, please come to my house to have a cup of sister-in-law's wedding wine! "

They all thanked each other, and then the warriors who coaxed him laughed and cursed: "I really envy the brother who was passed into the Sun family! Even if he can't embrace the beauty, he can still win the favor of the Sun family. The future is promising! "

Zhong Nianying smiled coldly: "The future is promising."

Yang Wenzhi was a little anxious: "Mr. Zhong, what should we do? They actually recruited someone into their Sun family's place for a martial arts competition. We don't even know where it is! What if Brother Lin is really..."

Zhong Nianying's eyes moved slightly: "Young Master, don't panic. I have a solution."

Yang Wenzhi couldn't help asking: "Mr. Zhong, you..."

Zhong Nianying shook her head, her strange eyes stared at a certain direction outside the window of the restaurant, and a strange light flashed in her eyes.

Yang Wenzhi followed his gaze and saw a man in Tsing Yi squatting against the wall in the shadows in a grocery corner next to Sun's house.

He was carrying a streamer with some unclear ancient characters written on it.

"Mr. Zhong, this word is a bit strange...? What is that?" Yang Wenzhi frowned.

Zhong Nianying shook her head and didn't answer, first she went to the counter downstairs to return the unwanted dishes, then she gave Yang Wenzhi a look in the eyes, and the three of them hurriedly left Qixingfang.

The young man in the shadows was wearing a somewhat worn-out cyan robe. There were no other patterns or variegated colors all over his body. He only had seven stars embroidered on the neckline. I don’t know what method he used. Even if the seven stars were in the shadows, There is also a faint fluorescent light.

He looked like he hadn't eaten for many days, and he was holding the bamboo pole of the flag sleepily, leaning against the wall, but his eyes were fixed on the crowded martial arts platform surrounded by Sun's family in the distance.

When Yang Wenzhi approached, he realized that the banner cloth was a bit old, but the strange characters on it, which looked like ghostly symbols, shone like the stars on the neckline of the young man.

Zhong Nianying stepped forward quickly, her eyes of different colors stared at him closely: "Fools point stars?"

The young man seemed to have been stabbed suddenly, his thin eyes stared blankly at the unfamiliar man in front of him, and there was a flash of light in his eyes that did not match his current appearance: "You... .Recognize the words on it?"

"Who are you?" The young man wondered, "I should know you logically, but I really don't know you."

Zhong Nianying did not speak, but stood silently not far away, looking at the young man.

The young man squinted his eyes, stood up feebly, and supported his body with a bamboo pole.

Cuizhu couldn't bear it, so she took out the ingredients and other dry food they packed in Qixingfang from the package, and handed it to the thin young man who seemed to be blown away in the wind: "Young master, can you use some? You... ..looks bad."

The young man put all his strength on the bamboo pole, and turned around weakly when he heard the words, facing the green bamboo.

Cuizhu looked back sincerely, but didn't take back the hand holding the dry food.

She met the young man's eyes.

Those eyes seemed to have a very powerful attraction, reminding her of the vast and distant sky of her hometown, with the stars flickering and extinguishing above her head, her parents were still there at that time, holding her and singing to her the most gentle and beautiful tunes in their hometown.

The tune is melodious and the stars are on and off, that is the most precious treasure in her heart.

Suddenly, there was a pain in her shoulder.

Cui Zhu pulled away from the memory in confusion, met Yang Wenzhi's gloomy eyes, and said in a daze, "Elder Master...?"

Yang Wenzhi shook his head, only hugged the shoulder of his most capable maidservant, pressed it tightly, and said softly: "It's okay, Cuizhu."

Cuizhu blinked her eyes, and then suddenly realized, and then looked at the young man with some annoyance: "You...!"

The young man's face was pale: "Girl, I'm sorry, I'm... not what I want."

Yang Wenzhi kept a cold face, and confronted him with the green bamboo behind him.

Zhong Nianying snorted coldly, and casually tore off a piece of black cloth: "Tie it on. Your strength is out of control, right?"

The young man closed his eyes, took the cloth and tied it, then nodded: "Yes. I remember who you are...Thank you, Mr. Zhong."

But the man said, "No need. Find someone for me."

The young man nodded: "Okay, just leave this matter to Xin Lan."

Yang Wenzhi suddenly opened his eyes wide: "You are Xin Lan?!"

The young man who claimed to be Xin Lan nodded.

Cuizhu whispered curiously: "Eldest Prince, is he...?"

Yang Wenzhi paused, and said softly: "This is the great disciple of Dianxing Mountain. The one who has the head of the family to inherit."