Everyone sat down, and then the maids filed in, and various rare delicacies were placed on the table.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Luo Kun said to the rickety man flatteringly: "Deacon Zhang, you've had a good rest these past two days."
"Um"
The rickety man named Deacon Zhang raised his rickety body slightly, but his tone was completely different from the hearty laughter just now, and he was even a little indifferent.
"That's good." Luo Kun didn't seem to mind at all, with a smile on his face.
"The audition will be in two days, are you ready? Don't make it difficult for me to explain. Entering the sect is not a big problem. As for whether I can complete the assessment and become a disciple, I dare not guarantee it." The rickety man spoke softly. , only the people around you can hear it.
"As long as my grandson can enter Po Yuan Sect, even if he ends up running errands in front of you, my Luo family will know how to be grateful." Luo Kun finally heard the information he wanted to know most, and that was enough. He actually has no hope of whether his grandson can enter the sect to practice, but even if he is working in the outer sect, it is better than wandering around in the southern capital.
"Humph, you Luo family are so thoughtful about running errands in front of me." The rickety man's voice suddenly improved a lot.
Luo Kun didn't seem surprised at all. He took out a brocade box from his arms and handed it over.
The rickety man's body stagnated slightly, then he reached out to take it, and opened a crack under the table. The silver light shone, reflecting the satisfied smile on Deacon Zhang's face.
As soon as the lid of the box was closed, the brocade box disappeared from Deacon Zhang's hand, and his tone instantly changed: "Master Luo, it's easy to say, easy to say. There must be a position in the Foreign Affairs Hall for your grandson in the future."
"Tuowei, come quickly and thank Deacon Zhang." Luo Kun was overjoyed.
A little fat man in brocade clothes, about 10 years old, ran over from the family table next to him. He was already fat at a young age, and the fat on both sides of his face was about to fall off, so much so that his eyes were covered with tears. Pressed into a seam.
When he came to Deacon Zhang, he knelt down and said, "Thank you, Deacon Zhang."
The rickety man did not get up. He accepted the prayer and paid no attention to the fat man who was still kneeling on the ground. He turned to Luo Kun and said, "Master Luo, I'm going back to the Foreign Affairs Hall first. I haven't been back for two days. I have a lot of things to deal with."
"Deacon Zhang, can you wait a moment?" Luo Kun seemed to have made up his mind.
He waved to Song Pingcun: "Brother Song, come here."
When Song Pingcun saw that scene just now, he somewhat understood that at the age of 12, some normal human interactions were no longer unfamiliar.
At this moment, hearing Luo Kun's greeting, he stood up and walked to him.
"Deacon Zhang, could you please give this young man a hand again? Is he worthy of being recommended by the Luo family?" Luo Kun was a little nervous.
With the spiritual stone just now, the hunchbacked man couldn't refuse it directly, especially since Luo Kun mentioned the recommended quota. Looking up, he saw that the boy was a little older than the fat boy just now. His hair was simply tied with no extra decorations. He just had a black wooden hairpin inserted into his bun.
A long gown tied with a ribbon and cloth shoes. Her lips are red and her teeth are white. Although her face is still childish, it is a little more resolute.
His eyes are bright, but they seem to be blocked by mist, making it impossible to see through his true heart. It seems that there is a bit of arrogance in his elegance. One look at this outfit shows that he does not come from an ordinary family. Although he is not poor, his family background may not be very deep, and he does not know where the Luo family found it.
"What's your name?" There was no noticeable change in the hunchbacked man's tone.
"Song Pingcun"'s voice was full of energy, unlike the immature voice of ordinary teenagers who had not yet changed their voices. Deacon Zhang's eyes flashed with an impatient expression.
Song Pingcun was also sizing up the hunchbacked Poyuan Sect deacon. If he hadn't been hunchbacked, he would have been above average height. His eyes seemed cloudy, but he was a little more shrewd than ordinary people.
"Give me your hand." Deacon Zhang said to Song Pingcun casually.
Song Ping stretched out his right hand in response to Luo Kun's eyes. Deacon Zhang stretched out his right hand at the same time, and the two palms, one big and one small, were intertwined like a handshake.
In just a moment, the head of the Luo family standing closest smelled a faint stench coming from the palms of the two men, and Deacon Zhang quickly let go of his hand.
His indifferent expression immediately changed. He lowered his head and glanced at his palms, and his cloudy eyes seemed to brighten a little.
"The Luo family..." As if he was thinking about what to say, Deacon Zhang hesitated for a moment and finally said: "Give us a good reception!".
After saying this, he stood up directly without saying hello to anyone.
The words have been said, it cannot be too clear, and he indeed has no control over whether he can pass the assessment in the end. Having such a reminder is already the most benevolent thing.
He didn't know what would happen to this young man named Song Pingcun in the future. But just now my breath was pushed away, not by force, but by repulsion. It is the instinctive feeling of repulsion between pure and impurity bodies.
Although a group of children and young people enter the sect every year, and there are many strange people and strange things, I have never seen or even heard of a situation like this.
He has no doubt that this child will definitely be able to enter the sect if he passes the examination.
As for the Luo family's table of seemingly delicacies, he had abandoned it long ago. Between human delicacies and his inner reluctance, delicacies eventually fell within the scope of abandonment.
When he reached the door of the hall, he finally stood still and turned around with his rickety body. Luo Kun was about to ask, but was shocked by what Deacon Zhang said.
"Brother, remember, my surname is Zhang, and my last name is the word 'expansion'. If you have the opportunity, please take care of me."
Without waiting for the people in the room to react or reply, Zhang Zuo turned around and walked out again. The body is stooped, but the steps are very steady, neither slow nor slow.
Luo Kun's heart was already burning like fire at this time.
The family has always been affiliated with the Po Yuan Sect. At first, Deacon Zhang's words only proved that Song Pingcun was qualified to participate in the assessment. But before leaving, he clearly meant to make good friends. As long as he was not stupid, no one could not hear it.
The entire hall, including Luo Mengkai, who came to see Song Pingcun off, was so happy that his heart beat wildly. The only exceptions were Song Pingcun, who was still confused, and Liu Yiyi, who didn't care.
Luo Kun turned around and looked at Song Pingcun, suppressing the joy in his heart, and stretched out his hands to help him sit down. This time, instead of sitting down, he turned from bottom to top and sat on the main seat. The Luo family really picked up the chair this time. It’s time for the baby.
This move confused the rural boy at a loss, but made Luo Mengkai's eyes even more excited.
At the dinner party that followed, the young boy saw for the first time the scene of being popular in his life, which made him a little uneasy.
After the banquet broke up, Luo Mengkai went to meet the head of the family for a while and then went directly to the wing where Song Pingcun lived.
Knowing that Liu Yiyi was a trustworthy person in Song Pingcun's eyes, he didn't shy away from it. He took out a brocade box, opened it, handed it to Song Pingcun and said, "Master Song, this is the family master's wishes."
"Is this?" Song Pingcun asked in confusion. At the banquet just now, he saw the hunchbacked man receiving this same light. At that moment, not only was the hunchbacked man happy, Song Pingcun even felt that he suddenly felt hungry. At this moment, that feeling appears here instantly.
"Lingshi." Ji Shance gave the answer in Song Pingcun's mind.
Luo Mengkai's eyes flashed as he stared at the stone in the exquisite box. This was the first time he saw a spiritual stone, but he didn't expect that the owner of the family was willing to take it out to Song Ping to save it.
Song Pingcun's hunger made him reach out and grab the spirit stone directly. Liu Yiyi, who had quick eyesight and quick hands next to him, quickly closed the box and whispered to Song Pingcun: "Young master, no. This is just a low-level spirit stone."
Liu Yiyi was able to stop her master, which was beyond Luo Mengkai's expectation. It seemed that this little girl's status in Song Pingcun's eyes needed to be re-evaluated. Maybe she was Song Pingcun's child bride. You should know that this is nothing new in wealthy families, otherwise a maid would not have the courage.
