The person who made this questioning voice was Young Master Lou.

He stood up abruptly, his eyes sharp, and his voice faintly aggressive.

Wang Xuyang shook his head, "This painting has already recognized the master to him, and he is destined to be a person." ”

Then, Wang Xuyang didn't say more, and turned back to Xiao Chuan and said, "Sir, after the auction, a small banquet will be held here to entertain you." I'll have this painting reassembled and I'll give it to you when you leave, what do you think?"

Of course, Ying Xiaochuan has no objection.

He now had only one question in his heart, where did the gods go when the painting was finished? Why is it a little different from what he expected......

……

After the end of the auction.

Wang Xuyang invited everyone to the banquet, but except for some people who left in a hurry, most of them stayed.

The banquet was held in a hall next to the auction, and the drinks were prepared early in the morning.

It was the first time for Hongzhong and Fa Cai to participate in the feast of mankind, and they were a little excited to see so many delicious food, delicious food, and so many people gathered together to chat.

Hongzhong: "Boss, what is that colorful thing that looks sweet and delicious." ”

Hongzhong: "Boss, I smell a sweet smell, but there are so many girls around there, I'm embarrassed to go over to eat, but what can I do?" ”

Fa Cai: "Boss, what are the colorful things they drink, just now several humans wanted to give me a drink, I took a sip and vomited, what a strange smell, it is not as good as the rice wine that Hongzhong stole at the bottom of the mountain before." ”

The two demons are on one side, the eldest is older and the older is short, like a curious baby.

Ying Xiaochuan was silent, thinking: Do you want to tell them that it is actually the first time for him to participate in this kind of banquet?

The thought only flashed for a moment, and he vetoed it.

Not far away, there is a staggered search.

Liu Xingtong accompanied Liu Wenbo and greeted people.

She looked a little absent-minded, her beautiful eyes roaming around, as if she wanted to find someone in this place.

Liu Wenbo: "Xingtong." ”

Liu Wenbo: "Xingtong." ”

Liu Wenbo couldn't help but accentuate his tone: "Xingtong!"

Liu Xingtong reacted suddenly and asked, "Dad, what's wrong?"

Liu Wenbo shook his head, "You have been absent-minded all night, where have your thoughts gone?"

"I ......" Liu Xingtong said softly: "How can there be...... I didn't think about anything. ”

Liu Wenbo laughed, and pointed his finger at Liu Xingtong's forehead: "You, you, don't think I don't know what you're thinking, go ahead." ”

"Where are you going, where are you going?" Liu Xingtong looked empty-hearted.

"Where did you say you were going?"

"I'll be right away, hehe. Liu Xingtong immediately put on a smiling face, and then let go of Liu Wenbo's hand, and the little loach seemed to slip into the crowd.

……

And at this moment, Ying Xiaochuan, who was entangled in Hongzhong and Fa Cai, took advantage of the two demons to hide in the corner.

He was amused to see that Hongzhong couldn't find him, so he simply flashed aside and ate dessert.

And to make a fortune, the figure of a fortune is a big beauty, everywhere is a shining point, and as soon as she is alone, she is surrounded by four or five young and middle-aged men.

Although making a fortune is simple, it is a demon who has only lived for a few hundred years, and Ying Xiaochuan is not worried about dealing with men.

A waiter walked in front of him, Ying Xiaochuan took a glass of wine from his plate, and was about to go to the sofa to rest, when he suddenly saw a man standing at the door of the banquet hall.

The man looked like he was playing cosplay and accidentally got into the wrong place.

Dressed in ancient costumes, dressed like a full ancient, but without shoes, standing barefoot on the ground. Handsome, with a black face, he stood at the door with an annoyed face and waved to Ying Xiaochuan to come over.

Ying Xiaochuan looked left and right and pointed at himself.

Cosplay nodded.

Ying Xiaochuan was curious, so he walked over.

He didn't see it.

Liu Xingtong, who finally saw him behind him, was about to come over excitedly, but halfway through, he was stopped by a young man.

"Are you calling me?" Ying Xiaochuan walked over and asked hesitantly.

Cosplay snapped his finger at him and motioned for him to go out and talk.

The two walked behind the door, and Ying Xiaochuan was about to speak, but saw the cosplay suddenly turn his head and raise the folding fan hidden in his long sleeves and greet him straight to his head.

Between the lightning and flint, Ying Xiaochuan subconsciously lowered his body and dodged to his side, avoiding this attack.

He frowned, a fire burning in his chest.

If you don't agree with each other, you won't encounter neuropathy, right?

Cosplay's eyes flashed with surprise, but the next second, his eyes were replaced by full anger, and anger erupted one step ahead of Ying Xiaochuan.

Split the head and cover the face.

"What the hell are you doing, little fairy, no one has taught you to draw your feet and shoes? Look at Lao Tzu's feet, they are all stained by the turbidity of the mortal world. ”

He raised his foot angrily as he spoke.

In front of Ying Xiaochuan's eyes, there was suddenly a big white foot, which was delicate everywhere, but the sole of the foot was black.

He froze.

Foot fetish?

Ahh

Suddenly, an extremely incredible thought appeared in my mind.

I'm sloppy.

Immortal!

"Are you the big guy Ao Long?" Ying Xiaochuan's tone immediately changed. The immortal who had been looking for a long time took the initiative to appear in front of him, which can be described as a surprise.

"Hmph. It's the deity. Ao Long snorted coldly and nobly, suddenly looked at Ying Xiaochuan back and forth, and said vigilantly: "You are not an immortal, where are you a demon?"

Ying Xiaochuan hurriedly said: "I'm not an immortal, I'm not a demon, I'm just a mortal." ”

"Nonsense, how can a mortal see me, how can a mortal use a fairy pen to lift the curse on me?"

"What? You don't have a seal, but a curse?"

Only then did Ao Long realize that he had accidentally leaked his mouth, and remedied: "Curse and seal, aren't they the same thing?"

"That's a big difference. Ying Xiaochuan smiled gently.

Ao Long glared: "Anyway, your kid is a mortal, so it doesn't matter if you tell your kid." Back then, the deity made a bet with a mortal named Liu Li that if he could seal the deity in the picture scroll, the deity would be able to bring his wife back to life. ”

"I didn't expect this mortal to really have two hits, and he really sealed the deity. After the deity came out, he repented and did not agree. Liu Li got angry, took advantage of the deity's defenselessness and sealed the deity in the painting, and cursed the deity for not being able to get out of the picture scroll for a thousand years, do you say this person is a bastard?"

…… Ying Xiaochuan really couldn't go against his will to make peace, "Then now that a thousand years have passed, the curse will be gone." But then again, why did you cheat back then, isn't this a lack of morality?"

"The affairs of mortal life and death have always been in the hands of the underworld, how can people in the heavenly realm of the deity interfere? Not to mention that his wife has been dead for more than ten years, and she has long been reincarnated. The deity can't kill people, and then pinch a shell of an old lady for him and put it into the soul of his old lady in this life. He Liu Li has read poetry books for decades, but he can't even understand this truth. ”