Seeing his father hand over the bowl, Zhang Zifan also consciously opened the seal of the wine jar, picked up the wine jar and started pouring wine.
While Zhang Zifan was pouring the wine, Zhang Xuanling chattered and started pouring the bitter water.
"When you were kidnapped by Li Siyuan, I went out to look for you. It has been more than ten years since I left. The Tianshi Mansion was completely supported by your mother. In these years, she had to not only support the Tianshi Mansion, but also find a way to find you. It is unimaginable to me that you and my father and son have worked hard in this, and I feel I owe a lot."
"Well, mother is really working hard!"
Zhang Zifan sincerely agreed. In the past three years since he became the Heavenly Master, it was his mother, the real person who offered sacrifices to the Thirteen Provinces, who taught him how to manage the affairs of the Heavenly Master's Mansion. Bit by bit, she passed on her experience to him. It can be seen that when he was summing up, toil.
After filling his father's bowl with wine, he pulled the wine jar back onto his own bowl and started pouring it.
At this moment, Zhang Xuanling's tone changed: "But I really didn't expect that your mother would still have time to teach the new generation of disciples. This generation of Tianshi Mansion disciples were all taught by your mother. What your mother said To them, it is an imperial edict. They watch the kitchen closely, guarding me as much as they guard against thieves. They cannot even hold a bowl. They are a bunch of unfilial disciples. Who is the Heavenly Master?"
As he spoke, Zhang Xuanling began to curse, which really made him angry.
After all, he is also a heavenly master, and these new generation disciples are not given any face, which somewhat hurts their self-esteem.
"Alas, alas, there is no need to offend, there is no need to be angry, you are the Heavenly Master, what do you care about with those unsighted juniors? Come on, drink, drink!"
While Zhang Zifan was persuading his father, he picked up the wine bowl and stretched it across to the other side to clink glasses.
But suddenly, he thought of another thing. Since this bowl was not taken from the kitchen, where was it taken?
When he heard about drinking, Zhang Xuanling put down his anger, picked up the wine bowl, touched it with his son, and then brought the bowl to his mouth.
Suddenly, Zhang Zifan stopped Zhang Xuanling: "Dad, wait a minute, where did you get this bowl?"
A picture suddenly flashed in his mind. Early this morning, two big black dogs in the mansion kept barking. He found it too noisy, so he asked a disciple to ask.
That disciple said that the jobs of those two big black dogs were stolen by someone who knew who was killing Qian Dao, and they were causing trouble there!
He remembered that he said at that time: People can't stand this job stealing thing, how can a dog stand it? It's really wicked.
Won't······
Zhang Zifan looked at the two broken bowls in his own hands and those in his father's hands.
These two bowls are not the rice bowls of the two big black dogs, right?
This thought came to mind, and I couldn't bear to drink it, no matter how fragrant and tempting the wine in the bowl was.
Zhang Xuanling was stunned for a moment, paused in his hand movements, and looked at Zhang Zifan: "I picked up two broken bowls, which were replaced when the tributes were exchanged. Your mother almost found them when I brought them over to hide them. It was inevitable that they were a little bumpy. What's wrong?"
"It's nothing. I just feel that the disciples in the mansion are declining. They even stole the bowls of the two big black dogs. They need to be rectified!"
Zhang Zifan dismissed the thoughts that had just appeared in his mind, and suddenly felt that the wine in the bowl became tempting again.
"Well, we need to put things in order so that we can reflect the majesty of the heavenly masters of you and me, father and son!"
Zhang Xuanling nodded in agreement, took out the wine bowl in his hand, and touched one with his son: "Come on, do it!"
"Dry!"
Zhang Zifan responded, holding the bowl with one hand instead of holding the bowl with both hands. He watched with great piety as the calm drink got closer and closer, until his lips touched the somewhat rough rim of the bowl, just touching the clear, tinged wine. Sip some sparkling wine and feel the aroma of the wine coming towards you.
With a "bang", the door was violently kicked open, and dazzling sunlight came in. The father and son Zhang Xuanling and Zhang Zifan, who had drinks to their mouths, were frightened and almost dropped the bowl in their hands. Although the bowl was not dropped, most of the wine in the bowl was spilled, which made the father and son feel distressed.
However, this distress only stayed in their hearts for a while, and then was replaced by a kind of fear, and they looked towards the door tremblingly.
The person at the door had the light behind him, and his appearance was a little unclear for a while. However, this person was tall and could not be the person that the father and son were afraid of!
However, we cannot relax. Even if he is not, he may be a disciple of the Tianshi Mansion of this generation.
Then, we can only do one thing and two things...
Immediately, the father and son exchanged glances, subtle arcs of electricity flashed around their bodies, they carefully put down the bowls in their hands, and sighed together: "Alas~"
The next moment, their figures turned into two thick arcs of electricity and appeared at the door in an instant.
Zhang Xuanling was faster. He came to the man's side and slashed at the back of the man's neck with his hand knife.
Zhang Zifan was a little slower, then he arrived in front of the man and pointed towards the man's acupuncture points.
"snort!"
Facing the attacks from the two Heavenly Masters, the man snorted coldly, ignored Zhang Zifan's tapping of the acupuncture points in front of him, and grabbed Zhang Xuanling's shoulder with his backhand. The claw wind was sharp and fierce, and the dark body-protecting Yin Qi surged from his hand. out.
"It's you!"
Zhang Xuanling was slightly startled, and when he had no effort, he stopped immediately. After a slight pause, he immediately withdrew to the side without hesitation.
And that sharp claw attack, just as he expected, did not hold back at all, passing by his position just now, the claw wind roared, and the dark forehead protection Yin Qi brought up a black shadow.
"Hi~, so hard!"
At the same time, Zhang Zifan took a breath and backed away while waving his fingers.
The man at the door forced Zhang Xuanling and Zhang Zifan back, but did not pursue them. He just sneered: "If you want to fight, I will fight with you outside to the fullest, no matter life or death!"
After a brief confrontation, Zhang Xuanling and Zhang Zifan, father and son, also saw clearly the appearance of the man blocking the door.
The red hair and red beard swayed like flames in the sunlight. He was tall and rough-looking, and his black armor shone brightly in the sunlight.
"Zhu Youwen, why did you come to my Tianshi Mansion?"
Zhang Xuanling put away his aggressive stance and asked not very politely.
Because Jiang Yunqing was in the middle to mediate, when the Xuanming Sect attacked the Tianshi Mansion, Zhu Youwen was considered fair and just in his actions. And after his accident, Zhu Youwen took away some people from the Xuanming Sect, leaving the Xuanming Sect unable to succeed and did not deal with it. Tianshi Mansion caused a disaster, so he didn't have much hostility towards Zhu Youwen.
But this does not mean that he has any affection for Zhu Youwen. Although this person is very tough, his mouth is also very tough. Sometimes he also has a bad mouth. He speaks without any scruples. The most important thing is that he is also very arrogant. No one looks down on her with her nostrils turned up in the sky, which really makes people not fond of her.
He was also a little impressed. He didn't know how Brother Jiang managed to deal with Zhu Youwen so obediently.
Zhu Youwen didn't care about Zhang Xuanling's attitude towards him. He stood with his hands behind his hands and sneered: "Of course there is something wrong..."
