"I'm going to Qiugong Pavilion to do something important. I'll go there in the morning and come back in the evening. I don't know how the war in Fufeng Fucheng is going. Will it affect us? We have to make a plan."
After breakfast, all members of Fulong Village held a meeting.
Xin Zhuo drew a circle on the table with his chopsticks and said to everyone: "You can't be too pushy recently. You should be more careful. Lao Bai must step up his planting. In this world, oh, what kind of winter radish and winter potatoes can be grown?" Plant them all. If there are no seeds, don't we get a lot of money from Menghu Village? Lao Bai and Jiulang can quietly go to other small counties to buy them in case of emergency."
The thieves listened in rapt attention, and Huang Dagui clapped his hands boldly: "It's better to leave the matter of buying seeds to me."
Cui Ying'er said coldly: "Who dares to sell your one-eyed mask and tattoos to you?"
Huang Dagui rubbed his nose: "Forget it, let's go for it."
Xin Zhuo continued: "By the way, buy some cotton wool, cloth and so on. The second master and Qiniang will make some clothes and quilts for the winter."
"What about me, what about me?" Murong Xiu rubbed his hands, feeling nervous about not being able to contribute to the village.
Xin Zhuo smiled: "Your task is too heavy. You have to take everyone down the mountain to rob. What's the difference between being a bandit and a salted fish if you don't rob? But you can only be a vegetarian and not kill. If you meet a beautiful girl , use your beauty trick to order more things."
Murong Xiu listened very happily at the beginning, but his expression changed when he got to the end: "I can do the handsome man trick, but don't make things difficult for me if you are naughty."
The thieves couldn't help but laugh.
At this moment, an old voice suddenly came from outside: "Is there anything to eat? Get ready."
Everyone looked at each other and walked out of the room in surprise. They saw an old man standing in front of the door. He was wearing a washed and faded linen robe. His gray hair was casually pulled into a bun. His face was full of wrinkles, and there were two missing words when he spoke. A front tooth.
There was a crutch in his hand, trembling.
Huang Dagui was surprised: "Old man, this is a den of bandits. Why did you come here? Aren't you afraid of getting beaten?"
The old man grinned, but stared at Xin Zhuo with a pair of cloudy old eyes: "What kind of ability does a bandit like you have to beat an old man like me? Can I withstand your beating?"
"It makes sense." Huang Dagui scratched his head and looked at Xin Zhuo.
Xin Zhuo smiled and said, "Watch a plate of mutton and make some broth to replenish the old man's health."
Cui Ying'er asked in surprise: "When did the head of the family respect the elders and love the younger so much?"
Xin Zhuo said: "There are three kinds of people in the world who cannot be offended. Women, children and the elderly. It may not be a master. In short, you will not suffer any loss if you make a mistake."
Han Qiniang blinked and quickly led Han Jiulang into the kitchen.
Xin Zhuo invited the old man into the Juyi Hall. The old man stood on crutches and looked left and right. He couldn't help but curl his lips: "It's so ugly. What kind of turtle grandson Juyi Hall is not impressive at all."
"Hey, you old yo-yo, how can you talk? I can't believe it if I punch you." Huang Dagui's temper got worse again, and he rolled up his sleeves and was about to take action.
"Forget it, forget it." Murong Xiu quickly stopped Huang Dagui with a teasing look on his face, "Expert, the boss said he is an expert. If he fails to defeat him, he will be embarrassed."
Huang Dagui became even more angry: "What kind of master can he be? I'm almost laughing!"
"Old man, I am indeed a master." The old man looked serious.
Everyone looked at him in unison.
Xin Zhuo asked hesitantly: "How high?"
This old man has no momentum at all, his blood is very weak, and he looks like an ordinary old man.
"Um……"
The old man lowered his head and looked around, as if he was looking for something to make a gesture with, and finally pointed to the maple tree in front of the village, "Have you seen that maple tree? It's a little higher than the top of the tree. I can beat a group of you by myself."
"That's awesome!"
Huang Dagui pretended to rush forward again, "I have to gesticulate with you today."
"Hehehe..." Bai Jianxi quickly pulled Huang Dagui, "Don't be so fierce. The old man is quite funny. No one understands him better than me."
"Huh?" The old man pointed a white-tipped finger with a look of surprise on his face, "This old lady laughs so disgustingly, but she understands me quite well."
Bai Jianxi was stunned for three breaths, then shouted: "Don't stop me, I will tear his mouth apart."
"Forget it, forget it!" This time it was Huang Dagui who stopped him.
Xin Zhuo rubbed his eyebrows. It was quite... quite irritating to be able to make Lao Huang and the others so angry with just a few words. He waved a few people away, moved a stool, and motioned for the old man to sit down.
The old man was not polite. He sat down, looked left and right, and finally looked at Xin Zhuo. The meaning in his eyes was unclear: "Are you married?"
Xin Zhuo didn't want to pay attention to him. He was looking through the cabinet, thinking about changing into clean clothes and rushing to Qiugong Pavilion. Hearing this, he casually replied: "I am a bandit, where can I get a wife?"
"This is not good." The old man tapped the floor with his crutch a few times. "You are sixteen or seventeen. If you don't find a wife, you won't be able to be a bachelor for another day."
Xin Zhuo looked over in surprise: "Are you an old matchmaker? Whose girl asked you to come here?"
I couldn't help but think of the two girls I met in Fufeng Mansion. Did they find themselves here? Isn't it?
"What kind of matchmaker am I? I don't have a wife myself, so I have nothing to talk about." The old man said leisurely.
He is a simple old man who loves to talk nonsense.
Xin Zhuo shook his head.
At this moment, Han Qiniang and her sister came in with two bowls of food, placed them on the table, looked at Xin Zhuo, and walked out.
The old man was not polite. He picked up his chopsticks and ate it all. While eating, he cursed: "It doesn't taste good. It's not stewed well enough. It's not delicious!"
Xin Zhuo put on a new set of clothes and said with a smile: "Some of you have eaten well. Sorry, please leave after eating. Don't get beaten."
Turn around to go out.
The old man suddenly said: "Go to Qiugong Pavilion?"
Xin Zhuo's heart moved, and he turned around and said, "Do you also know Qiugong Pavilion?"
The old man grinned: "Of course I know, I am from Qiugong Pavilion and happened to pass by you."
coming! coming! Someone came from Qiugong Pavilion, and they even paid a private visit incognito.
Xin Zhuo immediately pulled up another stool and sat next to the old man: "I see, that's disrespectful. Are you the Master of Qiugong Pavilion?"
The old man put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth haphazardly: "That's not true. I am the sweeper of Qiugong Pavilion."
"It turns out he is a real master!" Xin Zhuo couldn't help but clasp his fists.
The old man was a little confused and asked curiously: "Could the person sweeping the floor be a real expert?"
Xin Zhuo said eloquently: "There are several types of masters in the world who prefer to hide their identities, such as the old man sweeping the floor, the carriage driver, the old housekeeper, the old man next to the young lady, etc.
Okay, stop pretending. From your sharp eyes, strange clothes, and weird temper, I can completely understand your strong master's style of pretending. "
The old man was so manipulated that he lost his ability. He grinned and laughed for a long time: "Your description is really unique. I like it. Go ahead!"
Xin Zhuo said in surprise: "Where to go? I'm not going to Qiugong Pavilion. Why would a bandit like me go there? Don't even think about it."
The old man blinked and said, "You're just pretending, old man, I'm convinced."
Xin Zhuo rubbed his nose and said: "You said, I went to Qiugong Pavilion, how about I not be a student but a master?"
The old man looked him up and down with a strange expression: "Just you? Can you teach students? Our students will all be high officials and generals in the future."
Xin Zhuo worked hard to promote himself: "To be honest, I know a lot. I am proficient in playing, playing, singing, and playing Go and chess. I can also read short stories, write short paintings, copy a few ancient poems, lead students to play games, etc. No problem."
If you want to do it, be a master. You are also a member of Qiugong Pavilion. A master has a much higher chance of looking for sacrifices than a living member, and his status is also higher.
"If you say so, I think it will work." The old man nodded seriously.
Xin Zhuo squeezed closer to him: "You...do you mean what you say?"
"Of course, am I not a master of sweeping the floor? Who dares not to listen to what I say? His head will be blown off. Don't worry, it will be fine." The old man picked up the mutton bones and gnawed them randomly.
Xin Zhuo was doubtful and regretted why he didn't just pour a bowl of water from Wangyue Well into the meal to see the old man's state, but in the end he chose to believe him and go and have a look.
…
Xin Zhuo was already standing outside the gate of Qiugong Pavilion. He was wearing a brand new linen clothes, his hair was tied up, and his face was clean.
Looking at the two gatekeepers and the students in wide robes and sleeves passing by in the courtyard from time to time, I couldn't help but sigh, life is too unpredictable. I am obviously a bandit, but I went to the academy to become a master. I have deviated too much from the right path. .
I wonder if the group of guys I met a few days ago who peeped at women taking a shower would recognize me?
However, the thought of having the opportunity to replace the sacrificial spirit made my heart feel hot again. It would be very difficult for me to find a sacrificial spirit at or above the seventh-level realm, except for Qiugong Pavilion and Shuiyue Temple.
At this moment, there was a noise behind him. When he turned around, he saw three people, three people who did not expect to appear here.
