Along the way, Liu Xiaolou didn't get much rest. Today, after all the hardships, he was able to have a good sleep comfortably.
After sleeping for more than an hour, I vaguely heard movement outside and finally woke up.
Just outside the main room, the swordsman Baiyun said: "...it is Yun."
Another voice sounded, with a very respectful tone: "My master said that if he is really the Baiyun Swordsman, he will come to meet him as a relative. Mr. Yun, please wait a moment."
Baiyun Swordsman said: "Where can I dare to do it? If uncle has time, Yun will go and pay homage to him. Butler Song, please lead the way."
The housekeeper said: "How dare you? Mr. Yun, please come with me..."
The sound of footsteps sounded, and Baiyun Swordsman followed the housekeeper of Yunwu Villa out of the courtyard, leaving Liu Xiaolou thinking in the room, thinking, does Baiyun Swordsman have such a great reputation? The master treated him so differently and had to meet him before asking for a bride. From this, regardless of Zhuangzi's style, this family was probably far inferior to the Li family of Damushan, and even the Zheng family of Luoshan was not like this.
In this case, is this company just showing off? Then the return gift after the matter is over becomes a problem...
But then I thought about setting up a soundproof array for a waterfall. Doesn’t this family look like the owner of a spiritual stone?
A little weird!
After thinking for a moment, I decided to go out and walk around to see what the situation was. He left the guest house and walked along the corridor to another yard. Suddenly he saw a person sitting on the edge of the flower bed, looking up at the osmanthus tree in the yard. There were several birds jumping on the tree. Da da.
Liu Xiaolou already had rich experience. Seeing that this person was less than thirty years old, he knew that he was probably here to recruit a bride, but he didn't know which high-ranking family he came from.
So he stepped forward and cupped his hands: "Brother, please be polite."
As he approached, Liu Xiaolou's eyelids suddenly twitched, and he couldn't help but smile. I saw that this old man was clean in his clothes, but his green clothes were already a little white. He had been washed countless times, and there was even a patch on the trousers.
This is not a child of a high-ranking family, but a poor family. His life is far worse than his own. How dare such a person come to propose marriage? Either he is too confident and cannot see the reality clearly, or he is just as wishful thinking as himself.
After a few more brief conversations, Liu Xiaolou was already convinced that this person belonged to the latter and was a fellow-minded person. Because he has not even entered the threshold of cultivation, and only has one and a half meridians opened, he can be regarded as a martial artist at best.
There is a chain of contempt in the world. The famous sects of Dongtian Paradise look down on the high-ranking families, the high-ranking families look down on the casual cultivators, the casual cultivators look down on the gangs, the gangs look down on the ordinary cultivators, and the ordinary cultivators look down on the wild cultivators and bandits. Human beings look down on martial arts masters.
Take Liu Xiaolou as an example. He and his Wulongshan comrades consider themselves at the level of ordinary casual cultivators, but the famous sects classify them as wild cultivators and bandits. They are all at the bottom of the contempt chain. The so-called first level is worse than the first level. At the bottom of the hierarchy, both ordinary casual cultivators and wild cultivators looked down upon ordinary martial arts masters, so Liu Xiaolou had no desire to talk to this person anymore - he was just an ordinary martial arts master, what did he know?
So I went to another guest house, and this time I finally met an ordinary cultivator, but he was at the third level of Qi Refining, and his appearance was ordinary. He was far less handsome than Liu Xiaolou, and he felt ashamed of himself. He aroused strong hostility and was very cold towards Liu Xiaolou's conversations, and didn't know what to ask.
Whether he really didn't know or not, Liu Xiaolou had no choice but to shake his head and leave.
This guy is so petty!
It was not smooth for him to find friends here, but he discovered a problem. Most of the young monks who came to seek marriage were from low-income families, and some could even be called shabby. However, with conditions like his own, he was actually in the middle of the pack among these marriage seekers.
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The wedding reception at Shenwu Villa was not of a high standard.
If the quality was not high enough, it meant that there might be problems with the return gift, which made him feel a little anxious.
But now that it’s here, it’s better not to back down in the face of battle, otherwise your hard work will be in vain. If you don't have spirit stones, just ten or twenty taels of silver is better than nothing. If he could get some spiritual wine again, it would be a surprise, and Liu Xiaolou's expectations would drop significantly.
Because his words were not congenial, he lost interest after "accidentally meeting" several marriage seekers, and did not even find out the host's last name. It was a bit of a failure.
Among them was a man named Dong, who was very wary of him. He always said things that didn't make sense, and had a completely cold look on his face. He didn't know where he had provoked him.
In the end, he shamelessly pulled over a certain maid, and finally found out that the owner of the house was named Su. As for the marriage recruitment meeting, the maidservant didn't know the answer at all. Even if she thought she knew, she was given a silence order by her master, so she couldn't find out much useful information.
While Liu Xiaolou was asking around, Baiyun Swordsman was drinking tea in the owner's flower hall and chatting with him.
The owner is over fifty years old and his name is Su Zhi. He is not old yet, but he has silver hair. He asked Baiyun Swordsman to take a seat and asked: "I heard that my nephew went to the mountain for the sake of his little daughter. It's really puzzling, but I don't know why?"
Baiyun Swordsman said respectfully: "The daughter of the Jun family is beautiful, strong-willed and talented. Those who admire her are like the crucian carp crossing the river. It is a pity that she will not be with the younger generation. Otherwise, she will receive generous gifts and humble words to ask for her."
Su Zhi sighed: "My daughter is so arrogant and willful that she cannot marry into your family. It is a pity."
Baiyun Swordsman was silent for a moment, then raised tea to each other.
Su Zhi asked again: "I heard that my nephew is getting married. Is she the daughter of the Zhu family?"
Baiyun Swordsman hesitated and said: "This is a matter for the elders in the family and cannot be discussed by the younger ones."
Su Zhi thought for a while and asked again with hope: "Then the wise nephew is here..."
The Su family of Shenwu Villa and the Yun family of Baiyun Villa have a close relationship. Su Zhi's daughter and Yun Ao were playmates when they were young. He is also very satisfied with Yun Ao. If it is a lucky coincidence, Yun Ao is really interested in Wuniang. Su Xi, that was an unexpected surprise.
It's a pity that things never go as they wish. The candidate for a good son-in-law in Su Zhi's eyes did not come for Su Xi. Baiyun Swordsman said hesitantly: "This junior will also get married. I want to take a look... Is Ms. Zhuan here... If I can Let's meet..."
His expectations failed, Su Zhi shook his head and said: "Jiuniang is not in the village and has been traveling around the world for more than two years. Besides, she is only raised in my house and is not my biological child. You know that I cannot be her master."
Baiyun Swordsman felt sad for a while and nodded slightly. He was speechless for a while and just kept nodding. After a long time, I suddenly wanted to escape from here, so I said: "Then... I'll take my leave, junior."
Su Zhi stopped him and said, "I heard that my nephew is here and has brought a companion with him?"
Baiyun Swordsman was no longer thinking about this, and simply said: "His name is Liu Xiaolou. He is not familiar with me. He is a wild cultivator from Wulong Mountain. We only met on the road. I guess I heard that my uncle's family is looking for a son-in-law, so I want to try my luck."
Su Zhi frowned: "Wulong Mountain?"
Baiyun Swordsman smiled and said: "I heard that he is the head of the Sanxuan Sect. For some reason, the married daughter of the Li family in Damushan also sent a message to him."
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