"Has it been done?" Pingyang Zhenren fiddled with the spirit tea leaves in the teapot and asked without raising his head. There was a man prostrate on the ground with his head lowered.
"Back to the real person, I have safely sent Master Yao's body back to the Wuhua sect. Madam personally organized his funeral." The person who replied was the servant who sent Xu Yao back to the sect. After finishing the work, he followed the transportation overnight. The cargo ship came over.
"What did you say at that time?"
"I didn't say much. I just told my wife that Master Yao died in a fight. My wife didn't want to believe it before, so she interrogated me for a long time before she gave up. Before leaving, she asked me when you were going back and asked me. I’ll send you some fabrics.”
"What about her?"
"I'm very sad. I stayed with Master Yao all night alone that day. I heard from the servants that he cried miserably in the cave and was so thin that he lost all his features..."
Master Pingyang waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to say any more.
"You carry these boxes back and send them to Madam's cave, and let her use them as she pleases. When you go back, call someone to bring her share -" Pingyang hesitated and said, "It's Madam's share on the same side."
"promise!"
"Real person, this thing..." The servant picked up the tray next to him, and a pair of knee pads were placed in the middle. It was the pair that Xu Rui had sewn that day.
Master Pingyang waved his hand.
"Wait." Suddenly he stopped the servant's movement, picked up this pair of exquisite knee pads, and rubbed them.
"Go down."
"promise."
This Mrs. Ru is really lucky, and she has won the pity of the real person in one fell swoop through this incident. With the exception of Mrs. Tongbi, it seems that she will soon be called Mrs. Side.
That’s all, what should I do if I think about it so much? Who gets favored and who falls out of favor has nothing to do with him. Anyway, people like him can only end up being enslaved and wasting their lives.
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"arrive."
The gate of the City Lord's Mansion was less than a foot away from them.
This unattractive building is inhabited by the Yue family, the actual controllers of Fengming City. This house looks very simple from the outside. It doesn't look like a place where a ruler lives, but more like a residence for ordinary wealthy families.
There were two monks in gray clothes standing at the door, but their lazy appearance did not look like "doorkeepers", and they still looked unhurried when they came over.
Before Ning Xia could say anything, True Lord Yuan Heng walked up to the two of them and gave a half salute to the older monk.
Ning Xia and He Haigong looked at each other in confusion, who is he? True Lord Yuan Heng actually even had to give a half salute.
I saw True Lord Yuan Heng saying something to the other party. After a while, he turned his head and waved to the two of them, motioning for them to come forward.
Although it didn't feel good to greet a puppy like this, Ning Xia and He Haigong still passed by obediently. After all, their arms couldn't hold their thighs. True Lord Yuan Heng is also a person who has to pay half a courtesy, so naturally they have to pay a big courtesy. Then, he would stand behind his elders and act like a wallflower.
…
"Old Elder, it's been a long time since I saw you. It's been hundreds of years, right? You look even younger than you were then. You really are getting stronger with age!" Zhenjun Yuanheng seemed to be old acquaintances with this old man, and they spoke very familiarly. , with a hint of ridicule.
"I haven't seen you for many years, but the demeanor of True Lord Yuanheng is still the same as before. Unknowingly, so many years have passed, and it feels like yesterday when I think back to it." The old man touched his long white beard and looked at the memory. The appearance of the glorious past.
Ah, hey, do you want to be so literary? It made her have a toothache. He Haigong also looked sour. It doesn't seem like she is squeamish, it's probably because they are both too young and not... thick-skinned enough.
…
"Who are these two?" After the two exchanged pleasantries, the elder finally spotted them and asked quickly.
"Disciples of the Formation Hall. They haven't grown up yet. They are a little green. The elders are interested in giving guidance." Zhenjun Yuanheng sighed with a look of "evil disciples cannot be looked down upon", which frightened the two parties involved. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
"Hey?! With you here, I don't dare to overstep my authority. Who doesn't know that you, Zhenjun Yuanheng, are an expert in training your disciples? Even if you leak a little bit of formations from your hands and pass them on to them, it will be enough for them to enjoy half their lives. Why do you need an old man to do all the tricks?"
Hey, hey, hey, the more he talks, the more exaggerated he becomes. These two are simply two Oscar-winners, equally comparable.
Ning Xia didn't know what He Haigong was thinking, but his expression was probably the same as hers, extremely embarrassed. Awkward.
"So -" the senator glanced at them both: "Who is coming to the banquet today?"
True Lord Yuan Heng pushed Ning Xia forward and rubbed her hair fiercely: "It's this child. There has been so much chaos in the city recently, and I don't dare to let these children out. I can only go here in person." Just a trip, let’s go out for a walk and see if we can find some old friends to catch up with.”
"I'm afraid your old friends don't have time to greet you anymore. You also know that Fengming City has undergone a lot of changes recently, and people are in panic. The Yue family members are even more busy. Even an old man like Lao Chan who has not been out of the mountain for many years He was also pulled out to make up the number of people. However, he was so frightened that he screamed because of such a trivial thing. He is really a restless young man." The senator shook his head, seeming to be very dissatisfied with being pulled out.
"The senator is joking. How can they invite you? You must be bored in there, so you should take advantage of the chaos and come out for some air."
"Oh, I can't hide it from you. I can't hide it from you, hahaha." The elder was stunned for a moment and laughed.
"Hey, we are off topic again. I do have something to ask the elder."
"Say it." The old man agreed in a good mood.
"Some time ago, my disciple was assassinated on the street, and her health is still not fully recovered. I tried some methods to make her temporarily stronger, but she probably can't 'taste wine' properly. Otherwise, she will have to do it. Her little life.”
"You... don't worry so much. It's okay. That boy Yuelu threw a banquet on a whim, so why is there so much trouble? Just feel free to send her in, and she will pay you back in full later, maybe..." The elder..." With a wave of his hand, a large number of nearby "passers-by" were expelled ten meters away. "...Maybe even stronger than before."
"I feel relieved because of your words. Then I won't disturb the elders. I still have something to explain to that stupid girl, so I can take a step to speak."
"Go ahead."
go aside
"Xiao Xia." Perhaps because he was worried that Ning Xia would be flustered, Zhenjun Yuanheng gently called out to the girl as he trimmed her hair in a rare and gentle manner.
"Whether there will be any problems at this drinking party, you can go in with confidence. I and Senior Brother He will come to pick you up later. Don't worry."
"However, please note -" Zhenjun Yuanheng suddenly became serious and looked directly into Ning Xia's eyes: "Don't touch the 'wine' that cannot be drunk. Keep your mind and don't lose yourself."
"promise."
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