Chapter 47 Three-in-one [including thanks 190,000, 190,000...
Yin Wangyou not only showed extraordinary talent in gossip, greatly enriching Yan Luoyue's database, but also did a good job in his job.
Yan Luoyue originally thought that after Shen Jingxuan delivered the foundation-building grass to Yin Wangyou, they would have to go back and wait for a while before they could get the final customized foundation-building pill.
Who knew that Yin Wangyou didn't even delay.
She lit the fire, started the furnace, and refined the medicine right in front of Yan Luoyue and Shen Jingxuan, all in one go.
In less than an hour, a bright red pill of foundation-building medicine was refined.
When the furnace is turned on, a faint medicinal aroma spreads out, making people feel happy with just a light sniff.
Yan Luoyue praised on the spot: "What a good 'medicine', what a beautiful technique, what a neat 'rejuvenation'!"
When some alchemists start their furnaces, they often make a big show and go to great lengths to create a grand scene. The aroma of medicine emanating from the furnace can be heard from one end of the long street to the other.
However, this situation is often ridiculed by insiders as "good medicine needs no bush".
Anyone who knows about elixirs knows that the spread of medicinal fragrance can only mean that the alchemist's skill is not good enough, and that he has failed in the most important "rejuvenation" step at the end, causing the medicinal power to dissipate in the form of fragrance.
The fragrance of the medicine is contained but not revealed. Only a slight smell is emitted when the furnace is opened. This is the best proof that the medicinal power is fully contained.
The round pill lay quietly in the alchemy furnace, with nine silver medicinal patterns, and was the highest grade of foundation-building pill that could be refined.
A layman like Shen Jingxuan only knows how to look at the number of "medicine" patterns.
When she saw the nine-turn silver pattern on the pill, she knew it must be the expensive foundation-building pill.
After sincerely thanking Yin Wangyou, Shen Jingxuan took out the pill and asked Yan Luoyue and Yin Wangyou to protect her. Then she put the pill into her mouth and sat cross-legged on the ground.
While Shen Jingxuan was breaking through the foundation-building stage, Yin Wangyou and Yan Luoyue were also not idle.
Yan Luoyue compared the two techniques of "quenching" and "rejuvenation", and taught Yin Wangyou one or two fire control tricks commonly used by weapon refiners.
Yin Wangyou returned the favor.
Not only did she express her own experience in alchemy, she also shared her cultivation experience with Yan Luoyue, and used Shen Jingxuan, who was in the process of building his foundation, as a teaching aid.
"Look, Jingxuan's face is half red and half blue, with the midline from the forehead to the tip of the nose as the dividing line - this is the result of the yin and yang in the foundation-building dantian converging and gathering qi into liquid. When you build your foundation, you should pay attention to the following points about the spiritual energy's running route..."
Yan Luoyue listened attentively, and in the end she simply took out a small notebook and wrote down all the key points.
She is still a student, so she must have several class notebooks in her storage bag.
While writing furiously, Yan Luoyue asked, "Wangyou, have you already built the foundation?"
When she first listened to Yin Wangyou's lectures, she thought that the knowledge about foundation building came from her professional training as a medical practitioner.
It was not until later, when Yin Wangyou even described in detail the feeling of the spiritual energy flowing through the meridians, that Yan Luoyue felt that what she had obtained seemed to be a private note.
"Yes." Yin Wangyou admitted, "I make medicine for myself and have already laid the foundation. Those who are close to the water will get the moon first."
Indeed, didn’t Yan Luoyue, who is also a weapon refiner, also arm himself to the teeth?
But thinking about the origin of the relationship between Yin Wangyou and Shen Jingxuan, it was Shen Jingxuan, who was in the Qi Refining Stage, who rescued Yin Wangyou, who was in the Foundation Establishment Stage.
This... e...
Yan Luoyue was not surprised that Shen Jingxuan was able to kill the Foundation Establishment Monk.
After all, in her mind, the little nun is a fierce woman who can fight eight people at the same time.
But isn't Yin Wangyou's fighting ability a little weak?
Although as an alchemist, Yin Wangyou does not need to have strong combat capabilities, she still needs to have a sense of crisis!
Yan Luoyue held Yin Wangyou's hand and shook it back and forth sincerely.
"Forget your worries, you have to stand up and at least max out your running ability. We are medical practitioners, and if we are unlucky, we have to deal with medical troubles!"
Yin Wangyou: “…”
After taking ordinary foundation-building pills, one often needs to enter a state of meditation for most of the day before one can cross the threshold of foundation-building.
But the customized foundation-building pill is indeed different from the norm.
In just half an hour, Shen Jingxuan opened his eyes, and the energy flowing around his body became more condensed than before.
The moment she opened her eyes, her whole body was full of energy, and even a faint golden light seemed to flash in her eyes.
"Jingxuan, how do you feel?"
Shen Jingxuan smiled and clenched his fists, feeling his current strength.
"Very satisfactory, thank you very much."
After observing the effect of Shen Jingxuan's advancement, Yan Luoyue's eyes lit up instantly.
She had already paid the deposit for the customized Foundation Building Pill on behalf of her two brothers.
Yan Luoyue originally thought that after the school was on vacation in the second half of the month, she would bring the two of them over and let Yin Wangyou tailor a plan for alchemy.
No need anymore.
Yan Luoyue paid for the round-trip fare and directly asked Yin Wangyou to go back with her.
Yes, this is the style of a successful instrument maker.
You mean Lingshi? Don't worry, I can afford whatever price you ask.
You mean materials? No problem, just contact our partners, we have plenty of them!
As a poor instrument maker who had just started out and was still trying to save money, Yin Wangyou was amazed at Yan Luoyue's behavior.
Although when they are not familiar with each other, outsiders may think that Yin Wangyou has a cold personality.
But once you get to know her, you'll find that this girl just has fewer facial expressions. She's more focused on what she loves, too serious, and a little stubborn.
In fact, when faced with money issues, Yin Wangyou expressed his honest love.
She immediately asked, "Master, how can I be as rich as you?"
Yan Luoyue smiled and soothed him softly, "Don't think too much about it. This is very difficult."
Although weapon refiners make money, among their peers, there are only a few who can earn as much as Yan Luoyue.
After all, Yan Luoyue masters two core technologies.
First, the ability to advertise everywhere can create demand for you even if there is no demand.
The second is the crushing assembly line engineering.
On the way back, Shen Jingxuan quietly sent a message to Yan Luoyue.
"Luoyue, you are so anxious about our foundation building. Are you worried about the Thousand-Faced Demon?"
Yan Luoyue thought about it and did not deny it: "This is partly the reason."
"What about the other part?"
"You two have been getting more and more immoral recently." Yan Luoyue said truthfully, "I think we still need to improve their strength so that they can go out and try not to get beaten to death..."
Shen Jingxuan: “…”
Shen Jingxuan clasped his hands together and looked down with compassion: "Amitabha, Luoyue, you are right."
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In short, before Yan Gan and Sang Ji were stabbed to death, Yin Wangyou had refined the Foundation Building Pill and sent it to the Turtle Clan's territory.
Yan Luoyue watched as her two brothers took the elixir and advanced smoothly.
She thought with relief: Great, now the survival rate of the two stupid brothers has increased.
But Yan Luoyue never expected that Yan Gan and Sang Ji had the same concerns about her.
For example, Yan Gan was resting his chin on his hand, looking at Yan Luoyue's back with a worried look on his face.
Even without making eye contact with Yan Gan, Yan Luoyue could still sense the eyes that had a strong presence.
"Brother, what do you think? If the classes are re-assigned in the spring, and both of us are promoted to the Yuan class, but my sister goes to the Heng class, will she be bullied by others?"
Yan Luoyue turned her head and glanced at Yan Gan silently without saying anything.
The arrival of spring means that Yan Luoyue must have celebrated her fifth birthday.
In other words, her health points will also become 100,000 points.
With her health bar increased tenfold, Yan Luoyue could easily sweep across the entire school. It just depended on whether she was willing or not. No one would bully her.
Sang Jicao's heart is not so trivial.
They thought that the school was right under their noses and it would be difficult to be in danger.
"Don't be afraid. Although my sister has grown up and it's not convenient for her to do anything wrong, she has a good relationship with Mr. Jiang. If she is bullied, won't she report it to the teacher?"
Compared with the conflicts that might occur in the school, Sang Ji believed that the danger mainly came from outside.
"Sister, is your identity as a weapon maker really secure? Won't it attract assassinations? Won't the ground suddenly collapse while you're walking on the road? Won't you be dragged into a street fight? - Most importantly, do you really not need to take me and your brother with you?"
He Yangan has already laid the foundation and is on the verge of spreading his wings!
Yan Luoyue knew what was going on even with her eyes closed: "No, really no, thank you."
However, Yan Luoyue took Sang Jiqi's concerns to heart.
She planned to incorporate them into the character system of "keep your word - this weapon maker is too cautious".
As for the danger from outside...
Yan Luoyue said calmly: "What I am refining is to prepare myself."
Yes, while she was talking to her two brothers, her hands never stopped moving.
Sang Ji and Yan Gan had long been curious about what was in the furnace.
They watched helplessly as Yan Luoyue finally opened the stove door and dragged out... huh?
She dragged out one by one... the fragmented Yan Luoyue herself? !
Yan Gan and Sang Ji stood up instantly and said in unison: "Sister, this is not suitable for training. This is really unlucky!"
After emptying the parts from the stove, Yan Luoyue sat on the ground and began to assemble it methodically.
Yan Luoyue's little hands fiddled with the parts quickly, and she did not forget to explain her micro-operations to her two brothers.
"I want to completely separate the two identities of 'Yan Bixin' and 'Xing Biguo'."
Senior brother is a man of his words. Of course, he is the secretive, cautious, and life-loving black-robed weapon refiner.
Junior sister Xing Biguo can get in touch with the little girl from the Turtle Clan, Yan Luoyue.
As for the secret master... well, in the short term, Yan Luoyue has no plans for this vest.
Although up to now, no one has suspected that the master and his disciples are all the same person in disguise, Yan Luoyue must take precautions to prevent such speculation.
The "Master" doesn't even have a chance to perform, he is just using the tiger's skin to make a big banner, don't worry about it for now.
As for the "senior brother" and "junior sister", they need to appear in the same frame once in public to completely block this dangerous idea.
At first, Yan Luoyue thought about whether to ask someone to play Yan Bixin.
After all, Yan Bixin never even showed his face, so it was easier for him to pretend.
But facts have proved that the persecution-delusional temperament of the black-robed weapon refiner Jing Xixi is the culmination of Yan Luoyue's four years of polishing.
She also put black robes on Yan Gan, Sang Ji, and Shen Jingxuan who was wearing heels, but it didn't look right no matter how she looked at it.
After putting on the Yan Bi Xin vest, we can no longer see the face under the shadow of the fighting tent, and all we fight for is our temperament.
Yan Gan under the tent looked like a Husky who finally got the chance to destroy the house.
Sang Ji was a little better, like a Border Collie that had chopped up the pillow and then stuffed it under the sofa.
As for Shen Jingxuan...she is a purebred Tibetan mastiff who can perfectly miss the check-in spots and get lost all the way to Huajin Mansion.
Unless the acquaintance is blind, how could he not recognize the master who was fine the last time he met him and suddenly turned into a lively dog? !
Yan Luoyue instantly thought of the subway man’s mobile phone.jpg and painfully abandoned Plan 1.
, there is only the second option left: Yan Luoyue wants to create a new junior sister Yan Luoyue.
If you think about it carefully, this method is actually quite feasible.
After all, when the senior brother and sister appeared together, everyone must be paying more attention to the mysterious rich weapon refiner, not the little girl with little reputation.
In other words, this junior sister who was present with Yan Bixin was just a human-shaped pendant.
Since it is a human-shaped pendant, Yan Luoyue can just refine one and be done with it!
Yan Luoyue smiled leisurely and said, "There is a good saying, 'There is nothing in the world that cannot be solved by refining equipment. If there is, refine it again.'"
"Really?" Sang Jishi asked doubtfully, "For example, I want Mr. Jiang to look at me with admiring eyes. Can this also be solved with a refining tool?"
Yan Luoyue: “…”
Ignoring the flaws in this sentence, Yan Luoyue gave a very peaceful smile.
"Brother Ji, now it's time to tell you the second sentence. That is - if we encounter a problem that the refiner can't solve, we can directly refine the person who asked the question."
Sang Ji: “…”
Sang Ji was quiet. Yan Luoyuehe solved the problem on the spot.
Yan Luoyue rehearsed the plan of Yan Bixin and Xing Biguo appearing in the same frame in her mind, and felt that the whole process was very smooth.
Yan Luoyue can use technology to fill in any possible loopholes in the process.
That's why Yan Luoyue dragged herself out of the refining furnace.
This puppet, which was refined, assembled, and finally formed by Yan Luoyue, has Yan Luoyue's height, Yan Luoyue's face (which cannot withstand close scrutiny), a breath close to Yan Luoyue's, and a hundred common phrases that Yan Luoyue prepared in advance.
As long as she is given a thin veil and a cloak to conceal her from detection, and an excuse like "my junior sister is quiet", she will be Xing Biguo herself.
Yan Luoyue had already made a plan. On the day of Zhen Zhuo's birthday banquet, she would take "junior sister Xing Biguo" for a stroll.
In the first half, she mainly created the authenticity of the vest of Yanbixin.
Anyway, Yan Bixin was a person with severe paranoia. He felt very uneasy because of the large number of people, so it was very reasonable for him to leave in the middle of the show.
After Yan Bixin "leaves the stage", Yan Luoyue can put away the "puppet Xing Biguo" and then play the role of Xing Biguo herself.
In the second half, Yan Luoyue will fully demonstrate the authenticity of "Junior Sister Xing Biguo".
This way, whether it was Yan Bixin or Xing Biguo, both of her vests were impeccable.
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At Zhen Zhuoer's birthday party, the secret black-robed weapon refiner kept his word and came with his junior sister Xing Biguo.
As a trusted confidant of Zhen Zhuoer, the shopkeeper of Zhao Xinju saw the figures of the two senior brothers and sisters from a distance and hurried over to greet them.
Before he even reached the two of them, the shopkeeper's face showed a smile that showed harmony and wealth.
"Master Yan, you are here."
The shopkeeper lowered his head and gave the little girl a friendly smile:
"This person must be Master Yan's junior sister, Little Daoist Fellow Xing. Little Daoist Fellow, do you still remember that we once met?"
"…Hello, Manager."
During the greeting process, the shopkeeper inevitably noticed that this Taoist Xing Biguo was wearing the same black cloak as Master Yan.
While ensuring that her face was not exposed, she also wore the same type of silver shark gloves as Master Yan, covering every inch of skin tightly.
Besides, her posture of lowering her head slightly and refusing to communicate was exactly the same as that of Master Yan next to her.
The shopkeeper: “…”
It is true that birds of a feather flock together.
Today, when the shopkeeper recalls the cute and clever little girl from a few years ago, it seems like a lifetime ago.
Although it was wrong, the shopkeeper still had a rebellious thought in his mind.
If I had a little girl, I would never leave her to be raised by a senior like Master Yan.
She was such a lively and clever little girl, but in just four years, she was forced to become autistic!
On the surface, the shopkeeper's mental activities were not apparent at all.
He was full of enthusiasm and greeted them while leading Master Yan and his junior sister into the courtyard.
Unexpectedly, Master Yan stopped in his tracks when he saw the crowded courtyard with guests coming and going.
The shopkeeper saw this scene and smiled knowingly.
As far as we know, Master Yan seems to think that places with a lot of people are bound to be a mixed bag, and you never know who will sneak in with ulterior motives.
Thinking of this, the shopkeeper couldn't help but shake his head slightly, feeling a little funny.
If it were somewhere else, that would be fine.
But today is our host's birthday party.
Over the past few years, Zhen Zhuoer has managed Ruyi City well with the help of her original subordinates and the newly conquered Lu family. She has long been the true master of Ruyi City.
Among the invited guests from all over the mansion, who would be indifferent in such a good day?
This thought flashed through his mind, and the shopkeeper quickly said, "I know that the master never likes to be in a crowd. If you don't mind us being inconsiderate, why don't we go around from the backyard?"
Yan Bixin didn't hesitate for too long and nodded quickly.
"Okay, thank you for taking care of the counter."
After that, he said in a tone that was a bit too obvious: "I have some small things to do later, so I may have to leave early and leave my junior sister here. I hope the wise master will forgive me."
Not wanting to see outsiders is also a problem of this Master Yan, and the shopkeeper has long been accustomed to it.
In fact, I even suspected that the master would not be there in person.
Not only did Master Yan come today, he even brought his junior sister with him, which has already given us enough face.
Of course, Zhen Zhuoer and the shopkeeper would not feel dissatisfied about this.
Just as he was about to leave the banquet hall through the back door, Master Yan stopped.
Suddenly he raised his head and glanced upwards for some unknown reason.
Afterwards, Yan Bixin ignored the red carpet laid out in the hall and walked along the wall instead.
This behavior was very unusual and immediately attracted several scrutinizing looks.
The shopkeeper stayed by Master Yan's side throughout the whole process, and whenever Master Yan walked along the wall, he also walked along the wall happily.
"There are many guests today. The master usually likes to be quiet. You must have disturbed him."
Under the tent, Yan Bixin shook his head slightly.
He said in a hoarse voice: "Whenever I go to a strange place, I never pass under a beam, and I never go upstairs easily."
After hearing this seriously, the shopkeeper couldn't help but ask, "Master, why is this?"
Yan Bixin paused slightly.
"How do you know if the house will collapse without checking it yourself?"
As for houses, no matter they are physical, spiritual, or created through marketing, it is always better to treat them with caution.
After all, a house is something that collapses too easily!
Ah this...
The master's suspicion seemed to be getting worse.
This was the first thought that popped into the shopkeeper's mind.
But then, he also reflected on another matter: "But every time Master came to Zhaoxinju, I would invite you to drink tea on the fourth floor..."
The black-robed weaponsmith nodded slightly.
"Just as you thought." Yan Bixin said hoarsely, "I have inspected the construction quality of your Zhaoxinju."
The shopkeeper: “…”
Although this should not be said, I still can't help but give you some advice: Master, you earn so much money every year, why not buy yourself some tranquilizer pills occasionally.
In the past, there was a man from Qi who worried about the sky, and now there is a master who worries about his house. This can also be regarded as an anecdote.
However, the location of this birthday party is Zhuo'er's favorite villa. The servants always take good care of it. How could it collapse?
Hahahaha, it's obvious that the master is being too cautious!
The host of this birthday party, Zhen Zhuoer, is standing in the center of the hall.
She had a bright smile on her pretty face and was talking to the guests in a relaxed manner.
When I turned around, I found Yan Bixin coming, and Zhen Zhuoer walked towards him quickly.
Master Yan raised his hand and returned a salute to Zhen Zhuoer from a distance.
It was because of this action that the shopkeeper noticed a detail.
It turned out that under the loose and concealing black robe, there was a pitch-black wristband that tied the wrists of Master Yan and his junior sister together.
The shopkeeper was puzzled: "Master, what is the reason for this?"
Under the awning, Master Yan turned his head and seemed to look in the direction of .
"The Thousand-Faced Demon incident has been making a lot of noise lately, so I tied my junior sister to my wrist to prevent her from being replaced by someone else."
The shopkeeper: “…”
After hearing this fresh and practical idea, the shopkeeper was speechless.
He pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled a little stiffly:
"Master, you are really thoughtful. However, if the Thousand-Faced Demon dares to covet you or your junior sister, it would be really tactless."
The shopkeeper dared to swear on his decades of experience in reading people that if his own junior sister was replaced by the Thousand-Faced Demon, Master Yan would be able to recognize the fake one in a thousandth of a second.
The reasons are likely but not limited to: stepping forward with the left foot first when greeting, coughing in the wrong posture, missing a tone at the end when calling "senior brother", etc.
How desperate must this Thousand-Faced Demon be to ignore the entire Yunning Daze and sneak into the boss's birthday party.
How unlucky he was to pick the most suspicious Master Yan or his junior sister from the birthday party to impersonate him!
Even without an abacus, the shopkeeper could tell that the probability was infinitely close to zero.
After hesitating several times in his mind, and seeing that Master Yan was having a pleasant conversation with his boss, the shopkeeper took the opportunity to retire.
Zhen Zhuoer is cheerful and happy, and feels refreshed when she is happy.
She already had a pretty face, and now she looked even more radiant, and her smile was simply eye-catching.
Next to Zhen Zhuoer stood a pair of brothers, both of whom looked ethereal and extraordinary.
My brother is a gentle and refined man with a fine figure. He is wearing a loose cloak, which only highlights his straight and slender waist.
The younger brother was like a jade tree in the garden, orchids under the steps, his appearance was still a bit green, but his temperament was enough to be free from worldly dust. The young boy was dressed in white clothes as white as snow, with only a few black embroidered patterns on the cuffs.
On the foreheads of both brothers, there was a firework-colored cinnabar mark.
Their skin was originally fair, and this red mark was like plum blossoms falling on the snow, pure and elegant, making the two brothers look even more ethereal.
Yan Luoyue's gaze unconsciously lingered on the two brothers for a moment.
Noticing this action, Zhen Zhuoer took the initiative to introduce Yan Luoyue, and did not forget to look at "Junior Sister Xing Biguo" while speaking.
"Master Yan, these two are officials from the Crane Clan. The elder one is Ling Shuying and the younger one is Ling Shuanghun. We were planning to pass through Ruyi City and stay overnight at the Turtle Clan. I am shameless enough to invite you two officials to my small birthday party."
Speaking of the word "turtle tribe", Zhen Zhuoer raised her voice calmly.
After listening to her explanation, Yan Luoyue suddenly understood.
No wonder they look so otherworldly, it turns out these two brothers are from the Crane Clan.
Unconsciously taking one more look at the red marks on the two men's foreheads, Yan Luoyue thought to herself: This pair of brothers are most likely red-crowned crane monsters.
The demon race originally had no habit of cultivation.
The legends passed down by adults, the stories told to lull children to sleep, the nursery rhymes sung by children as they skip and jump, and even the memories of elders who have lived for thousands of years, these are the histories of the demon race.
The demon race's cultivation is a habit they learned from humans in a battle against demons thousands of years ago.
When the human and demon races had already planned to split into two groups, leave this world and go to the unknown void to explore.
We were about to embark on a journey of unknown length, unknown distance, and unknown whether we would ever be able to return home.
It was also at this time that the demon race generally realized that experience actually had irreplaceable importance.
The past can illuminate the way ahead and soothe the spirit.
As long as we can remember our past, our descendants will never forget where they came from.
It was also from then on that the position of "official" was added within the demon clan.
Although there is no fixed salary, officials will be respected and entertained by their demon clan wherever they go.
Generally speaking, most officials are bird demons, and the Crane Clan is one of them.
Controlling "Xing Biguo" to perform a slight salute, Yan Bixin also nodded in a friendly manner to the Chongling brothers.
"So he is an official of the Crane Clan. It is true that hearing about him is worse than seeing him in person."
As the host of the banquet, Zhen Zhuoer did not stay too long.
She only had time to exchange a few words with Master Yan, accept the gift, and then left in a hurry.
As for the Crane brothers, the elder brother did not bow his head and spoke a few words to his younger brother, most likely teaching him recording techniques for similar scenes.
Apart from a few fixed targets, Yan Bixin didn't know many people in Ruyi City.
Seeing an opportunity and guessing that the effect of the aging pill would soon take effect, the black-robed weapon refiner left the hall and took his "junior sister" to the courtyard to get some fresh air.
Yan Luoyue found a secluded corner where no one was around, planning to put away the "puppet Xing Biguo" and then take on the role of Xing Biguo herself.
If someone asked about Yan Bixin's whereabouts, they would all answer: My senior brother has left first, and left me to attend the host's banquet.
Just as the effect of the medicine wore off, Yan Luoyue recovered into the form of a little girl.
Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, she first put away her puppet body and put on the black cloak of "Xing Biguo".
After everything was arranged properly, "Xing Biguo" brushed the corners of his clothes, smoothed the wrinkles on his gloves, and walked slowly into the hall.
Under the tent, Xing Biguo had a polite smile on his face.
She saw the shopkeeper talking to Master Ding out of the corner of her eye, and prepared to go up and say hello.
However, almost at the moment when Xing Biguo's left foot just stepped over the threshold, something strange suddenly happened in the hall!
At the same time, the shopkeeper and Master Ding drank together and discussed recent events.
The shopkeeper: "By the way, my friend, Master Yan is here to attend our boss' birthday party today, and I was the one who brought him here. Master Yan always likes to be quiet, and he's always worried that places with a lot of people will be a mixed bag, and he'd be ambushed. Hahaha, how is this possible..."
Before he finished speaking, there were suddenly several sounds of cup-breaking signals coming from all around!
The shopkeeper stopped speaking halfway through his words.
He looked around in astonishment, only to see a dozen monks with serious expressions standing among the guests.
They all look ordinary.
However, when these dozen people stood up together, everyone noticed how similar their clothes, behavior and temperament were.
“…”
Sitting on the main seat, Zhen Zhuoer smiled slightly and raised her wine glass calmly.
"It is often said that guests are welcome. Today is a good time, but you are unwilling to open your arms and drink. Is it possible that I have failed to entertain you well?"
Seeing this scene, the shopkeeper blinked slowly.
I don't know why, but a feeling of familiarity that has been there for years seems to be slowly awakening in my heart...
Master Ding urgently kicked the shopkeeper under the table.
Without moving his lips, he quickly sent a message to the shopkeeper: "Friend, did Master Yan say anything else?"
The shopkeeper carefully put the cup back on the table and said calmly:
"With more people, there are more thoughts, and it is inevitable that the forces are mixed and chaotic. But Master Yan's second worry is really a bit groundless."
"——What did Master Yan say?"
The shopkeeper paused, thinking of Master Yan's ingenious defense, and finally a smile appeared on his face.
He raised a finger and pointed at the beam: "Master, you actually think that this house might collapse. Do you think this makes sense?"
Following the direction of the fingertip, Master Ding subconsciously looked up.
At the same time, among the dozen or so monks, someone stepped out of the crowd and saluted Zhen Zhuoer.
"You are too polite, Acting City Lord. Our master is on his way and would like to meet you in person."
"Oh?" Zhen Zhuoer raised her eyebrows, "I wonder where the wise master is?"
The monk glanced at the magical instrument on his waist and said, "Master... here we are!"
As soon as the words fell, everyone heard a loud bang above their heads!
With a loud bang, without any psychological preparation, the roof above everyone's head was smashed through by a black iron rod.
Tiedong did not land directly on the ground, but stayed in the air for a blink of an eye.
It is during this brief moment that its outer shell sprays a layer of soft air in all directions, blowing away all the people and objects that have landed on it in advance.
The moment the guests made way, this pitch-black magic weapon smashed vertically and powerfully into Zhen Zhuoer's banquet hall.
When it landed on the ground, the floor beneath everyone's feet seemed to tremble.
“…”
Fortunately, this magic weapon has its own wind-blown formation, which pushed away the guests who were about to land with the wind in advance.
Otherwise, once the guests are oppressed, the outcome can be imagined.
Then, the lid of the magic weapon was opened, and a middle-aged man walked down the stairs slowly.
"Meng Zhun, Lord of Red Feather City, is here to congratulate Fellow Daoist Zhen on his birthday."
City Lord Meng Zhun had a square face and looked very serious and upright.
But for some reason, there was a teasing and lascivious smile on the corner of his mouth, which made people feel extremely discordant.
As soon as the man came, dozens of monks rushed to salute him: "City Lord."
The smile on Zhen Zhuoer's face also faded a little.
"So you are the Lord of Akabane City. I wonder what it is that has brought you all the way here from a thousand miles away to intrude on my birthday party?"
Meng Zhun waved his hand and smiled.
"I was in a hurry, so I didn't aim the magic weapon correctly, and accidentally made a hole in the roof of the Acting City Lord. It was not intentional, and I am so ashamed - but this magic weapon was made by me personally, and it is indeed powerful."
"Horses can stumble, people can make mistakes, and magic weapons can occasionally be inaccurate. The Acting City Lord must never forget this."
table.
His beard trembled slightly as he spoke word by word: "The house...collapsed..."
The house actually collapsed!
Our landlord’s house collapsed in front of us!
The shopkeeper's expression was too wonderful to describe in words.
His right eyelid had been twitching since the magic weapon knocked down the roof: "I saw it, my friend, please let me take it easy first..."
Master Dante was in no mood to take a breath.
Master Ding took advantage of the table to grab one of the shopkeeper's arms and shook him back and forth.
"Quick, tell us what else Master Yan said!"
Dizziness was the shopkeeper's first feeling.
I have slowly begun to remember how this increasingly unfortunate and familiar scene had happened to me before.
"The master didn't say anything else... Oh, he tied himself and his junior sister together, saying that he was afraid of being impersonated by the Thousand-Faced Demon..."
As the last few words were uttered, the shopkeeper's voice became lower and lower, and the tone became smaller and smaller, and he laughed at the absurdity of his own words.
"Even if the Thousand-Faced Demon really came and messed up the current situation, it would be impossible for him to accurately pick out the words..."
This time, Master Ding simply and rudely interrupted the shopkeeper before he could finish.
"My friend, please don't say that again."
Master Ding sighed deeply: "Speaking of which, where is Master Yan?"
His eyes moved left and right and soon fixed on one direction.
Yan Bixin has left, but Xing Biguo is still standing at the door.
With her left foot just crossing the threshold, she watched the entire scene of the Akabane Castle Lord coming to cause trouble.
Just as she was about to enter the hall, a cold and soft hand suddenly reached out from the side and took Xing Biguo's warm little hand.
“…”
Xing Biguo looked up and saw "Yan Bixin" dressed the same as him, his face hidden in the shadows, but he naturally took his junior sister's hand.
Noticing Xing Biguo's brief daze, Yan Bixin lowered his head and glanced at her, then asked in a very normal tone:
"What's wrong, Junior Sister Guoguo?"
Yan Luoyue: “…”
My mother’s Junior Sister Guoguo.
My friend, do you really know who you are pretending to be?
Perhaps it was Xing Biguo's silence that gave this "black-robed weapon refiner" too many illusions.
Yan Bixin quickly put on the airs of a senior brother and scolded him softly.
"Follow me, and don't get lost again. There are rumors about the Thousand-Faced Demon in Yunning Lake recently, and it's very dangerous. Don't you think about me, and how I'd feel if I found you missing?"
Yan Luoyue: “…”
To be honest, at this moment, Yan Luoyue really wanted to ask back: Have you ever considered me?
Do you want to know how I feel when I turn around and find my mother on the ground, who is always true to her word? !
The Thousand-Faced Demon asked the target to pay attention to the Thousand-Faced Demon. This was really a case of the thief crying "stop thief" and made the friends burst into laughter.
At this moment, in the center of the hall, the two city lords were in a silent standoff.
At the door of the hall, Yan Luoyue and Thousand Faces Demon were looking at each other.
The Thousand-Faced Demon had already chosen his target before taking action.
It turns out that this little girl is very introverted and has nothing to do with her.
It's a useless snack that makes you not know what to do if your relatives or friends are replaced by someone else and you don't even know how to ask for help.
Therefore, seeing that Yan Luoyue did not reply, Qianmian Mosi did not care at all. She held her hand and took the initiative to walk into the hall.
"Go ahead, I think it's quite lively."
Let's use this identity to catch a few more prey.
There was only one little girl, and that was not enough food for it.
Yan Luoyue took a deep breath.
The black-robed weapon master asked kindly, "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat later? I'll grab it for you."
——Whenever it wants to eat something, it will use this little girl as chopsticks and pick up the food from the team one by one, haha.
Yan Luoyue had already moistened her throat silently.
The black-robed weaponsmith stood at the door, looking around the hall with great confidence, and felt that this was truly an excellent buffet restaurant.
Then, in the next moment, the Thousand-Faced Demon heard the little girl beside him shouting loudly:
"It's halftime, two city lords, stop exchanging pleasantries - there's a Thousand-Faced Demon here!!!"
Everyone: “…”
Ah, what? A thousand-faced demon?
Is it wrong in the almanac for today's birthday party? Why are there so many problems?
Contrary to everyone's expectations, the first person to react to the term "Thousand-Faced Demon" was not the Lord of Chiyu City with the highest cultivation level, nor was it the host of the banquet Zhen Zhuoer, but the shopkeeper of Zhaoxinju who had been sitting there all along.
With a snap, the chair under the shopkeeper's butt cracked, along with his expression, attracting the attention of people around him.
For some reason, Master Ding, who was sitting opposite the shopkeeper, also had a look on his face as if he had been struck by lightning.
These two guys look like they were struck by lightning, they are so eye-catching.
Although we don't know what they have encountered, their expressions are like their outlook on life being dismantled one after another. It's pitiful.
The shopkeeper stood up with a swish.
With his right eyelid twitching rapidly, he said decisively: "Yes, she is right, Master Yan had predicted it long ago!"
The shopkeeper couldn't help but recall his previous misjudgment.
A few years ago, I experienced a similar slap in the face.
——This is the cycle of fate, the repetition of illusion, and the unwilling second round in full view of the public.
These two extraordinary experiences actually happened to the same pair of siblings under the same master.
...Maybe in my previous life, my five elements and I had a conflict with this pair of brother and sister.
Thinking of this, the shopkeeper's eyes flushed with excitement.
Everyone: “???”
Wait a minute, what exactly happened? Is there any background information?
To be honest, all the chaos that happened today is still hard for us to understand!