In the evening, the sun could no longer be seen, but the burning cloud hanging on the horizon still dyed half of the sky red.
At this time, Shen Hui came to Jianlu, Taoist Qinghuan came, and Ji Ruxue also woke up. Counting the four corpse ancestors, the four masters and disciples, Jiang Tong and Zhang Yuan, there were a total of thirteen people. How lively it is!
To put it simply, there is no room for one table.
Lu Linxuan showed his skills to Zhang Yuan and Han Ba, and the two of them already recognized his skillful techniques. After tasting it, they were immediately amazed and lamented that their own cooking skills were completely incomparable.
Under the sincere praise from Zhang Yuan and Han Ba, Lu Linxuan, who was already in a very good mood, became even more enthusiastic and cooked more than a dozen dishes in a row, which made Zhang Yuan and Han Ba, who were helping him, say they had learned from it.
After putting more than a dozen dishes on the table and nodding heads, a group of people looked at the delicious food, and they were all gearing up to start the meal.
"Dongdongdong~"
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
The people at the big table, which was made up of two tables spliced together, paused with their hands holding the kuaizi, frowning and looking towards the door.
"Who?"
Zhang Yuan was the first to put down his bowl, stood up and walked towards the door.
On the way, I looked up at the sky. It was already getting late, and it was probably almost time for curfew. Why was there still someone visiting me at this moment?
Logically speaking, today's gathering of the young master, master and apprentice, the old gentleman, can be described as a great joy. All the friends in Fengxiang City who should be invited have been invited, and they are all on the table.
Are you here to cause trouble?
That shouldn’t be the case! I heard that the young master holds a high position in Qi Country. Is there anyone in Fengxiang City who dares to cause trouble?
When he came to the door, Zhang Yuan didn't even think about who was coming, and then he stopped thinking about it. Since neither the young master nor the old gentleman stopped him from opening the door, he simply moved the bolt and opened the door. .
I saw a burly man standing at the door, wearing armor and a dark suit that seemed to blend in with the coming night.
Zhang Yuan took two steps back and raised his head to see clearly the whole appearance of this big man. He had a rough and majestic face, and his red hair and red beard were somewhat eye-catching.
With such obvious characteristics, Zhang Yuan almost didn't need to think about it. He knew that he must have never seen this person before, and then asked: "Excuse me, what can I do for you? Or who are you looking for?"
Of course, he has never seen him before. The young master and the old gentleman are both great people. Maybe they are their friends?
Seeing that it was not Jiang Yunqing who opened the door, Zhu Youwen reached out and pulled Zhang Yuan aside, then walked in and shouted at the same time: "Jiang Yunqing, Jiang Yunqing, where are you? What do you mean, you bastard? Since you want to invite me to the banquet , and you didn’t tell me your address, which made it hard for me to find you!”
Entering the courtyard, Zhu Youwen glanced at everyone, looking for Jiang Yunqing.
Jiang Yunqing was still relatively conspicuous, but Zhu Youwen's eyes were locked on Jiang Yunqing in just a moment, and he threw the paper in his hand towards Jiang Yunqing.
The paper was wrapped with internal force, and even the light paper shot toward Jiang Yunqing like a flying knife.
Jiang Yunqing raised his hand, and the internal energy on the paper that was shot quickly was defeated, and it flew lightly to his hand. He did not read the content, but looked at Hou Qing with some resentment.
"Master only asked me to deliver the letter, but he didn't ask me to tell him the location!"
Hou Qing noticed Jiang Yunqing's gaze and answered respectfully.
But this respectful answer left Jiang Yunqing speechless.
"Now that you're here, take a seat!"
Jiang Yunqing put the paper into his sleeves, stood up and gave up his position.
"Haha! It seems that you don't plan to wait for me. It's okay if I don't want to eat this banquet!"
Zhu Youwen sneered and saw that everyone around the table was holding kuaizi in their hands. When he saw the seat given by Jiang Yunqing, he naturally understood that these people had just prepared to eat. If he came later, there would be no need to sit down.
"Is this so? Why don't you think about it again? My junior sister cooks!" Jiang Yunqing still wants to try
Save it.
But he didn't want to, when Zhu Youwen heard the words, he flashed and appeared next to Jiang Yunqing, patted Jiang Yunqing on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Since you kindly invited me, I will give you this face!" "
He pulled out the chair that originally belonged to Jiang Yunqing and was about to sit down when he saw Jiang Chen, Ying Gou, Han Bao, and Hou Qing. He was suddenly frightened and jumped up again, exclaiming.
"Why are you four here?"
Sister A stood directly on the stool, pressed her hands on the table, stared at Zhu Youwen, and yelled.
"Why can't we be here?"
"Damn, bad luck!"
Zhu Youwen cursed, ignored his sister, and sat down again. He was not afraid of these four people, but he just felt that nothing good would happen when he met these four people.
Forget it, let’s eat this meal first!
Zhang Yuan had already moved a new chair. Jiang Yunqing took the new chair and sat down next to Zhu Youwen.
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As the red clouds on the horizon faded, night fell. Although Fengxiang City was prosperous, there was still a curfew.
Although it has only just darkened, although the weather in mid-August is not as dark as in June, it still gets darker slowly. Although it has not yet reached the curfew point, it is not much different.
The patrol team was still preparing in the camp, and there were already very few pedestrians on the street.
In a tavern with a fairly good location, all the guests left one after another. Only on a table in the corner, a man in red was still pouring himself a drink, with no intention of leaving.
The waiters in the tavern were cleaning the store, but they all agreed not to disturb the man in red, because this was the boss's wish.
The shopkeeper is a woman who is about twenty-seven or seventy-eight years old. She has a capable figure but is plump, and her appearance is charming but not gaudy. The years have left traces of beauty on her body, a mature charm, and the vicissitudes in her eyes.
In front of the counter, the movement of the shopkeeper's hand stopped, along with the crackling sound of the abacus.
It seems that the account has been settled. The shopkeeper recorded it in the account book and put it aside. He twisted his waist and walked out of the counter. He leaned on the edge of the counter and quietly looked at the man who was pouring himself a drink. The man in red is drunk but never falls down.
This man had been getting drunk here for many days. She had noticed it a long time ago. After all, it was rare to see people drinking here for a whole day, even for so many days in a row.
But in the past, when curfew was approaching, a powerful man in black armor with red hair and beard would come and take him away.
But today, for some unknown reason, the big man with red hair and red beard did not come.
After looking at the sky outside, the shopkeeper's eyes fell back on the man in red. His enchanting figure moved and slowly walked towards the corner...
