Ningxia knew nothing about another copy of the heroine that happened quietly somewhere. Her life returned to peace.
Everyone in this world is busy with their own things, and the thrilling events of others are just small episodes in their lives.
Cui Ke's case started with great fanfare and then ended in nothing. Only occasionally did I hear someone find traces of Liu Zhen and where did she go.
Xunyang City seemed to have returned to peace overnight.
Ningxia and others continued their simple sightseeing tour.
The more grand the celebration, the longer the preparation period, and a lot of time will be left in the early stage for everyone to reminisce. Before the main topic comes, the main venue is the social circle, where outstanding disciples from various sects meet.
As the "heavyweight" camp among them, they naturally have all kinds of entertainment and communication. As the auction approaches, more and more monks gather in Xunyang City. The situation is gathering. If you throw a stone randomly on the street, you may hit one of the disciples. Anyone who asks for directions on the road belongs to the so-and-so True Lord. Granddaughter.
Various tea parties, wine parties, flower viewing parties, small circles... all kinds of tricks emerge one after another. Today there is a gathering of old friends, tomorrow there will be a dinner party, and the day after tomorrow there will be an exchange meeting sincerely invited by a certain friend of the sect.
In this kind of situation, I really can't do whatever I want. I still have to put the overall situation of the sect first, so as not to lose face and lose face to the outside world.
The group of Longyin Peak disciples who followed the auction were all from the Ningxia generation or above, at least from the previous generation. They were already veterans in the world of cultivation and had their own connections. Once in this kind of environment, I feel comfortable spreading out and saying hello to old friends I haven’t seen for a long time.
Only the two younger ones, Ning Xia and Jin Lin, have always been transparent. They can only follow Zhenjun Yuan Heng step by step and follow the elder to meet different people, so as not to lose their way.
No matter which world the entertainment is the same. It's nothing more than comparison and showing off, or testing and inquiring, comparing with sects, families, spouses and children, anything that can be compared. This is not only a battlefield for men, but also for women.
Obviously, Ningxia and Jinlin seem to have become some kind of "mascot" for Zhenjun Yuanheng to support him.
Her ears were filled with all kinds of "Zhenjun, your disciple is really as handsome as the other..." or "Fellow Taoist, you two little babies are so naive, why haven't you brought them out before..." or "Fellow Taoist, you two little babies are so naive, why haven't you brought them out before..." or "Fellow Taoist, you two are so cute. "Yuan Heng, have you ever been married to a big kid like you? I have a niece..." and so on.
Ningxia's hair stood on end after hearing this, and she wanted to rush out the door immediately. How do these people look at buying pork? I always felt that some scrutinizing eyes wanted to take her apart and analyze her.
Fortunately, Zhenjun Yuanheng is aloof to the outside world and doesn't seem to like socializing very much. Others come to talk to him. Even if someone comes, he will reply with a few words lukewarmly. When there is an occasion that he has to deal with, he will lead them to sit aside in silence, which has a good protective effect on the two of them.
This makes Ningxia not as busy as the other disciples following the teacher. In fact, their place is quite clean. However, there are occasional surprises.
"Yuan Heng, I haven't seen you for a long time. You look a little haggard. There are many hairs on your forehead. I'm afraid life will be difficult." The extremely high-pitched voice ended with a gorgeous modulation, revealing a full sense of superiority and overlooking.
Who is this? To be honest, the sound sounds greasy.
Coupled with the BGM that Ning Xia couldn't help but give him... No need to watch it, a proper villain appears.
Sure enough, no one heard his voice before seeing him, and the magnetic field also collided with the public. He hadn't even fully appeared yet, and the large number of people who had gathered had already given way to him.
No, it's not about giving up... it's about hiding! Seeing the expressions on the people behind them gradually returning as if they were avoiding the plague, several people in Ningxia also turned their backs and looked at the place where the sound came from.
A group of monks whose clothes and demeanor were incompatible with everyone present came slowly.
This misfit is real. The clothes, demeanor, and magnetic field are all completely different from others, and our different messages are revealed all over the body.
What kind of ancient version of the idol group is being played?
The other party was obviously very satisfied with the effect. Continue to walk forward slowly and fully, letting everyone see them.
"Good day, all friends of the righteous path."
No one answered them, and even the most careless ones stared at the group of uninvited guests with wary expressions.
The other party was talking about "righteous friends", and his identity was obvious.
So these are friends of the devil. Ning Xia was dumbfounded, astonished by the master's posture as they swaggered in and occupied the center of attention.
The two paths of good and evil have not been in harmony for a long time. After what happened a few years ago, they became even more incompatible. When the two parties met, they wanted to kill each other.
Showing up now.
The person who just called out the name and the leader of the team looked around and chuckled when he saw the defensive and disgusted expression, and finally fell on Zhenjun Yuanheng.
Obviously, the other party is also the "old friend" of Zhenjun Yuanheng. By the way, Zhenjun Yuanheng is not said to be a otaku for thousands of years. How come he knows so many people? It seems that there are familiar faces and admirers of him everywhere, even admirers that he himself does not recognize.
"Yuan Zong, I haven't seen you for a long time. As you get older, your eyes are getting harder and harder to use. I'm afraid that one day I won't even be able to see the road clearly if this continues."
"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth."
"Each other."
Oh, you two have a good understanding, even the sentence structure is the same. It seems that they are another pair of "enemies"...
"Why is this place so busy? It turns out that you all are gathered here. I originally wanted to come in to say hello and meet the elites of your Taoist party, but I didn't want to see...it's not that good."
This taunt directly stung a hornet's nest.
Before True Lord Yuan Heng could respond, someone had already taken his seat.
"You evil devils are crooked. If you don't just stay in your gutter and hide, you still dare to come out and show off. Are you tired of living?" I don't know which sect he is a disciple of. It's a bit unfamiliar. Ningxia has never seen this person in recent days. people. The momentum was quite strong and the voice was loud, shouting out the aspirations of many people.
"Suilan, what did you hear screaming just now?"
"Dog." A young man standing next to him with an expressionless voice said one word lightly, but he pronounced it clearly and reached the ears of everyone in the room.
"You...you guys..." The man who had been so impassioned instantly turned red, like pig liver.
Many people even breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that they had not acted impulsively and sent them to others for humiliation. Although I have guessed that the people in this group of demons are also venomous, if they don’t have much skill or have reliable elders standing behind them, it’s best not to be the leader.
This young sect disciple who probably wants to be famous is eager to stand out when he sees an opportunity, completely unaware of the dangers of this world.
