Chapter 575 Running Dog
Seeing that Sect Leader Ji looked hesitant, Shen Wan asked directly, "Don't you want to accompany your granddaughter to grow up? To see her grow up and become the leader of a sect?"
Sect Leader Ji's expression wavered, and he finally couldn't resist the temptation. He lowered his voice and asked with a guilty look, "Fellow Daoist Shen, what should I do?"
Shen Wan smiled, "Master Ji, you just need to give me all the information about Weng Ming, including his horoscope."
Sect Leader Ji nodded: "I understand."
Chen Wan suddenly asked, "By the way, where did the longevity-stealing spell come from? Could it be from Weng Ming as well?"
"Yes, he gave it to me." Sect Leader Ji said truthfully.
"Okay, I understand. Invite him over for dinner tonight."
After Sect Leader Ji left, Chen Wan stood there, slightly tilted his head and glanced in a certain direction, "Come out."
A person emerged from behind the tree. It was Ji Yaoguang.
She was already in tears, "Wanwan, I..."
She had felt something was wrong with Grandpa just now, and sure enough...
"Don't worry, it's just stealing life. I'll make Weng Ming pay back whatever life span he took from Master Ji with interest." Chen Wan walked over and patted her shoulder, smiling, "Don't you want me to taste your cooking? Let's go."
"Yeah!" Tears glistened in Ji Yaoguang's eyes.
She believes Wanwan!
That night.
Sect Leader Ji ordered to entertain the distinguished guests and specially invited several elders to join them.
Weng Ming was also among them.
The elders had heard of Shen Wan’s deeds and entertained her warmly at the table.
"Fellow Daoist Shen is really a young and promising person. The defense formation you set up along the coast has saved countless people. I heard that the water resentment evil is rampant in Fusang, making life miserable for the people and causing heavy casualties." Weng Ming came over with a glass of wine, looking like a smiling tiger.
"Come on, Fellow Daoist Shen, I, Weng Ming, toast you a glass!"
Shen Wan sat in the chair, unmoved.
"Brother Daoist Shen, don't you want to give me this face?" Weng Ming picked up the wine bottle and poured a glass of wine into the glass in front of Shen Wan, "Or does Brother Daoist Shen look down on the Huang faction?"
The other elders looked at each other.
Someone advised: "What's wrong with Elder Weng today? Fellow Daoist Shen is a girl, don't let her drink."
“Yeah, Fellow Daoist Shen looks young, what kind of wine is he drinking.”
Weng Ming laughed loudly, but his eyes were sharp, "What kind of girl is that? She is already an adult. What's wrong with drinking a little wine?"
"The first step in entering society is to learn to drink a little."
"Come, I'll drink first as a sign of respect."
Weng Ming drank it all in one gulp and deliberately showed the empty glass to Shen Wan.
Shen Wan stood up and picked up the bottle of wine on the table.
Ji Yaoguang's eyes tightened, thinking that Shen Wan was going to smash Weng Ming's head with a wine bottle, but she saw her smiling and pouring wine for Weng Ming.
As soon as Weng Ming raised his lips, he heard her say unceremoniously:
"Since Elder Weng likes to drink, then drink more. Ah, it's finished so quickly."
"Bottle bottom wine, also known as unlucky wine, does it mean that Elder Weng's good days are over and he is unlucky to the end?"
Weng Ming's face suddenly changed.
Chen Wan took out another new bottle of wine and opened it, "I'll open another bottle and add some to it for you. This is called cutting off the head and the tail. No good things will happen to you. You will meet ghosts when you go out."
"You!!" Weng Ming was immediately furious and smashed the wine glass, "Chen Wan, don't be shameless!"
Chen Wan smiled even more brightly, "Oh, the wine has spilled on the ground. This is called good fortune flowing eastward, and bad luck taking root. Elder Weng will be plagued by bad luck in his next life."
When these words were spoken, everyone at the table almost laughed out loud.
"Chen! Wan!" Weng Ming roared in anger, "You came to my Huang Sect, I respect you as a fellow practitioner, how dare you bully me like this!"
Chen Wan looked at him indifferently: "I have never met you, but you can still say bad things about me behind my back. Why do you become a hypocrite when it's your turn?"
Weng Ming's face turned pale and he said angrily, "I was talking about you. Is that wrong?"
"You act perversely and unruly. As a senior of Xuanmen, am I qualified to admonish you?"
Ji Yaoguang couldn't help but taunt him, "Elder Weng, you've had too much to drink, haven't you? Senior Xuanmen? How dare you say Senior Xuanmen in front of Master Taixuan's direct disciple?"
Weng Ming's face was gloomy. "Master Taixuan has been missing for 20 years. Words are not enough to prove that she is Master Taixuan's disciple?"
Shen Wan raised his eyebrows slightly.
This was done just to find out her background.
"Would Master Taixuan disregard the lives of ordinary people and abuse his Taoist magic to harm countless people?" Weng Ming slapped the table. "Today I don't believe that such a low-character evil cultivator could be a disciple of Master Taixuan!"
Sect Leader Ji, who had been silent the whole time, suddenly said, "Elder Weng, what do you mean by that?"
"What does it mean to abuse the Xuanmen Dao technique and harm countless people?"
Weng Ming accused Chen Wan with a gloomy face: "She led the water evil spirit to Fusang, causing hundreds of thousands of people there to suffer disasters. Is this something a human would do? No matter which country it is, using metaphysical means to harm civilians is a taboo!"
"She treats human life lightly and doesn't take it seriously!"
After these words were spoken, not only did Sect Leader Ji's face change, but the faces of the other elders also turned ugly, and they all looked at him with strange eyes.
At this time, Weng Ming did not realize that his angry words were meant to speak up for Fuso.
Chen Wan laughed when he heard this and asked him, "What Elder Weng means is that Fusang brought the water evil spirit into China, and it is normal even if it killed hundreds of millions of Chinese people, but I can't bring the water evil spirit back?"
"Elder Weng really cares about the people of Fuso."
One elder slammed the table in anger and said, "Weng Ming, what do you mean?"
"If Fellow Daoist Shen hadn't set up defenses in advance and led the water evil spirit out of the country, it would be our China that is suffering now. You are actually standing up for Fuso?"
"Weng Ming, which country are you from?"
Sweat broke out on Weng Ming's forehead, and he suddenly realized that he had said something he shouldn't have said, and that his hasty words had angered everyone.
He quickly explained: "No, that's not what I meant!"
"I think that the war between the Xuanmen should not involve ordinary people. There should be a bottom line..."
One of the elders shouted angrily, "Bullshit! People are using your coastal areas as a sacrifice, and you are still talking about bottom lines with a bunch of beasts who are worse than animals?"
"A person who truly has a bottom line would not say something like the Xuanmen War should not involve ordinary people!"
"Fusang is vicious and cruel, and is targeting every Chinese. Since you say so, let me ask you, where were you when Fusang slaughtered Chinese people decades ago? Why didn't you, the Holy Father, jump out to stop it? Answer me!"
Weng Ming was sweating profusely and quickly apologized: "My dear elders, I said something wrong. I will drink three cups as punishment."
He quickly poured the wine and drank three cups in a row.
Everyone no longer believed him and stared at him coldly.
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