Feng Sanchu was amazed when the "thin banquet" that Hong Qisheng talked about was presented.
After all, he had accumulated his wealth in Jicheng, and he was much richer than the poor disciples of the Lingzhen sect. The vegetables, fruits, and delicacies of meat were all stained with spiritual energy. After everyone ate them, they felt that their cultivation level had improved slightly.
Feng Sanchu knew that he was influenced by Meng Han, so he smiled and said: "The food is fresh, sweet and delicious. It shows that fellow Taoist Hong has prepared it carefully. What do you think, senior brother?"
Meng Han took a sip of strong wine and felt comfortable, so he followed his words and said, "He is a thoughtful person."
"It is the host's duty to make the guests feel comfortable." Hong Qisheng stood up, served the wine and said, "Hong, thank you all for coming to help me choose my daughter's son-in-law. I am very grateful!"
Zhao Chun and Liao Xiaoyi did not drink alcohol, so they drank tea instead and drank it all in one gulp.
Hong Qian also arrived, sitting next to her mother, pretending to be taciturn, but still glancing towards Zhao Shun.
"I have long heard of the reputation of the Lingzhen Sect, but Hong is of low status and has never been able to enter the deep valley to have a look. It is really a pity." Hong Qisheng sat back and couldn't help but sigh, "Twenty years after entering Taoism, my daughter has also reached the age of marriage. , but it seems like yesterday that I received a pill from an immortal."
There was another round of pleasantries at the table.
After a while, he raised his hand to indicate that a servant came forward to deliver mahogany lacquer boxes to Zhao Chun and others. Feng Sanchu and Meng Han looked as usual and put the lacquer box under their seats calmly. The Liao brothers and sisters could not hide their joy and followed suit.
This was the first time that he received a generous gift in public. Zhao Chun weighed it twice and placed it next to him.
"I hope you will accept it."
This intention is indeed not small. Zhao Chun estimated that the stone in the box would cost several hundred, so the trip was worth it. But it stands to reason that when you receive money from people, you have to do things for others, but if the sky falls, there will be a tall person holding it up. Menghan Feng Sanchu is in front, and Hong Qisheng can't ask for anything from her, but he can't get it from her, a second-level disciple of Qi Lian. .
Seeing everyone accepting the gifts, even Meng Han also took the lacquer box. Hong Qisheng's heart fell back into his stomach and he said, "To welcome you all today, I have prepared something special -"
A roar suddenly erupted in the room, billowing smoke floated up, and Meng Han heard a cry: "Grudge!"
The smoke disappeared immediately, leaving only a mess on the table.
The few who had cultivated themselves were all sitting upright, covering their faces with their sleeves. As for the mortals, they had already jumped on their backs and fled in all directions in shock. During the stampede, the table was staggered and soup was all over the floor.
"What are you making!" Hong Qisheng was furious, "Why don't you all get out!"
The servants dispersed in a hurry, and Mrs. Hong returned to the inner room with her frightened daughter in her arms. Only six people were left in the hall.
"Hong will definitely give you an explanation for what happened today!"
Feng Sanchu's eyes moved, he jumped up from his seat, walked quickly to the center of the banquet, picked up something, and said solemnly: "Fellow Daoist Hong, look!"
He stepped forward and spread his hands. In his palm was half a small copper ball, which was faintly emitting gray smoke and emitting a peculiar smell after burning.
Hong Qisheng was suspicious and asked: "What... is this?"
"Changhui Gate's flame projectiles." Meng Han stood up from his seat, frowning, "Using the method of fire talisman to carve runes on the copper projectiles, the power is five times that of the talisman."
"It's just this one..." He picked up half a small ball from Feng Sanchu's hand and sneered: "What did I think it was? It turns out it's an imitation. It's strange that it has such little power."
"But the Changhui Sect is far away from here. Most of the disciples in the sect focus on the runes and rarely cause trouble outside." Meng Han asked suspiciously, "Have you offended anyone recently?"
Hong Qisheng smiled bitterly and said: "Because of the teachings taught by the immortals, there are countless people in the city staring at the juniors. I really don't know which one it is..."
Meng Han made a "tsk" sound, crushed the ball in his hand, and said coldly: "The gauntlet is in front of you, and you still don't know anything."
"Senior taught you a lesson!" Hong Qisheng only dared to nod.
"I only dare to use such a thing to test, but I am just hiding my head and showing my tail."
Feng Sanchu advised: "Fellow Daoist Hong, don't worry. With my senior brother here, those young men will not dare to cause trouble. We only need soldiers to cover up the water and earth!"
"Exactly! Exactly!" Hong Qisheng raised his hand to wipe away the cold sweat on his forehead, but there was still a layer of haze in his heart, which was not easy to get rid of.
After this incident, everyone lost the desire to continue and returned to the room in low spirits.
Zhao Shun originally hoped that this trip would pass without any trouble, but now it seems that it may not be possible. Naturally, Meng Han was not afraid at all. Among the five, only Zhao Chun had the lowest cultivation level. What he was afraid of was that the fire at the city gate would affect the fish in the pond. Don't let her suffer as a kid when gods fight.
The desire to improve his strength became stronger. Zhao Chun said in his heart that he couldn't rush it, but he still felt a little anxious.
I simply opened the lacquer box and took inventory, hoping for the windfall to calm myself down.
Slowly picking up a box of emerald green pebbles is really refreshing to look at. Who in the world doesn’t love money? Zhao Chun put her fingers into the box and fiddled with them. The stones were cool and smooth, rolling on her skin. She picked them carefully, and there were three hundred of them!
This does not include the reward of the bounty itself. If you do include it, it is four hundred and fifty gemstones and a copy of "The Secret of Tiger Power"!
He is also taking advantage of others. If Zhao Shun really relies on his own ability, he may not even get a fraction.
"There is no need to feel a sense of disparity because of this. I have only been practicing for less than a year. When my cultivation level improves, I will repay the favor!" Zhao Xun warned himself that the foundation for a monk to keep moving forward is a tenacious and sober Taoist heart.
Several days passed without any movement. Instead of being light, the atmosphere in the Hong family courtyard became heavy.
Hong Qisheng had the intuition that this man came here for Taoism, and he was terrified every day, fearing that something might happen to his wife and daughter.
The day of recruiting a son-in-law came in silence.
Everyone was ready, Hong Qisheng arranged for his wife and daughter, and went out with Lingzhen and five others to welcome the guests.
