After Xiang Jianjue finished speaking, he suddenly asked, "Senior, how old are you? After I join your lineage, should I call you Senior Brother or Uncle?"
Li Changting was dumbfounded and didn't know what to say for a moment.
What kind of magic potion did Xiang Sheng feed this kid?
…
After some nonsense, it was getting dark. Widow Wang brought the wife of Chen the blacksmith to Zifang as promised. The seven of them and the tiger went to the restaurant together.
The restaurant was very busy in the evening. Widow Wang booked a table in the lobby. Not long after the six of them sat down, the waiter started serving them dishes one by one.
Luo Hai brought several jars of newly brewed wine and filled them up for everyone, but at Wang Tuo's secret signal, he didn't pour even a drop.
Widow Wang watched and laughed secretly. No wonder Brother Li went to sleep at the fourth brother's house. These two relatives really didn't get along.
She did not forget that this banquet was to apologize to Li Changting, so she stood up and took the wine jug beside her and poured more for Li Changting.
"Brother Li, I'm sorry to have frightened you today. Let me toast you!"
When Blacksmith Chen saw this, he burst out laughing. "Brother Li, Sister Wang rarely toasts anyone. You should give her some face."
"Give it, why not?"
Li Changting was in a good mood today. He smiled heartily, raised his wine glass, and took a sip.
"good!"
"readily!"
While drinking and chatting, Fengfeng concentrated on the delicious food in the bowl and enjoyed it very much.
I looked up inadvertently, my sight passed through the crossed arms, and I saw Aunt Sheng sitting in the lively crowd.
She had a peaceful and ethereal smile on her face, her eyes sparkled, and the wine in the glass rippled, making the water shimmer as well.
This scene is so beautiful.
Feng Feng couldn't help but stare in amazement, and Xiang Jianjue was also stunned at the same time.
The Master I see today is very different from before.
She seemed to no longer be the high and mighty Si Wu Yue, nor the worshipped Sheng Ji, but just an ordinary woman living a peaceful life in the mortal world.
After the war, Master can take the opportunity to reach the top and stand in the position of Senior Brother Jiang.
But Master didn’t do that. She hid herself in the secular world and returned to peace, just like a touch of ultimate tranquility in the hustle and bustle, both in the world and beyond.
Xiang Jianjue's mind was shaken, and a hint of enlightenment gradually appeared in his eyes. The sword intent in the dark seemed to become clearer at this moment.
Li Changting keenly noticed this change and looked over in surprise, thinking to himself, how could this silly boy gain insights from drinking?
This thought just flashed through his mind before he was dragged by Chen the blacksmith to drink again. Luo Hai had drunk too much and joined in the fun, completely forgetting Wang Tuo's instructions.
Wang Tuo lay on the stool beside Xiang Sheng with a calm face, looking at the people at the table who were making a fuss. He held a wine gourd in his hand and drank it in sips, with a hint of envy in his eyes.
Once upon a time, he was like this.
I don't know when the uncles and aunts in the valley will wake up. As for Yue'er and the others, even if only one of them wakes up and keeps me company...
Just as he was thinking this, Wang Tuo suddenly felt a white hand coming over and stroking his head.
The loneliness in Wang Tuo's eyes instantly dissipated, and he looked up and complained: "Shengmei, you're treating me like a cat again!"
Xiang Sheng chuckled, "Your touch is much better than a cat's."
Wang Tuo drank the wine helplessly and let Xiang Sheng touch him.
She is my only sworn sister, what else can I do? I just pamper her.
The banquet lasted until the restaurant closed. The shopkeeper came over to urge the guests to finish their meal. When he saw a gold leaf being handed to him, he immediately left happily.
Widow Wang and Blacksmith Chen were both drunk. Fengfeng's face was red and her eyes were blurry. She must have drunk a lot of wine secretly.
The remaining three monks, each carrying another on their backs, returned home along the deserted East Street.
"Brother Jian Jue, you are so handsome..."
The little girl was restless on his back and kept muttering to herself.
Xiang Jianjue, who was carrying her on his back, felt his ears burning as he heard this. Li Changting immediately started to tease him, "Hey, Fengfeng girl, you're right. You look like a troublemaker, just like your master. When you get to Xizhou, I wonder how many female cultivators will chase you to be your Taoist partner..."
Xiang Jianjue's face turned redder after drinking, "Senior Brother Li, you've had too much to drink."
"Am I drunk?"
Li Changting laughed heartily. "How could I be drunk? But the spirit wine brewed by you Dongzhou people is really quite good, half as good as the ones from me Xizhou people."
Luo Hai walked forward silently carrying Widow Wang on his back, and sneered when he heard this.
It is said that alcohol makes cowards brave. Senior Li was timid when he first arrived, but today he spoke without restraint and offended everyone with just one sentence.
Xiang Sheng walked beside Xiang Jianjue, listening to the two of them laughing and joking, with a smile in his eyes, and didn't say much.
At this moment, she suddenly felt a touch of consciousness.
She suddenly raised her head and looked towards the sky, the gentleness in her eyes gradually faded.
The uninvited guest finally arrived.
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