Chapter 507: The Banquet of the Incense Pavilion

The Feng family is famous for their hospitality, and it is very pleasant to have friends from afar. The lanterns are like a New Year, and everyone wears new clothes as if they were married. When meeting, regardless of men, women and children, they all hugged their fists and greeted, the world and the north, and only after a long absence did they get together, there were naturally endless words, endless bows, endless wine, and endless banquets.

As the owner of the Feng family, the ladies of the Feng family are all in their own mansions, greeting friends from afar, all kinds of mountain delicacies are on and on, and good wine is opened one altar after another, presumably on the stage tomorrow, most of them are drunk boxing, right?

It's not that Miss Feng is hospitable, it's just that their mansions are all in the people and districts, and it's really unreasonable not to do it. As for the Heaven Region, at present, only the highest-ranking VIPs are eligible to be invited, and each Feng family's young master and eldest lady have several places, and these places are subject to tokens. Basically, those who can participate in the world's first martial arts meeting are the ones who can obtain these tokens.

Therefore, in order to obtain these tokens, everyone will first conduct a "cultural fight", which is the so-called audition.

On the wine table, grabbing dishes, toasting, occupying seats, grabbing bowls, seemingly insipid behaviors are all showdowns that test each other's kung fu.

Although it is a flowing water seat, there are only 10 seats in each mansion, and whoever can sit here until the end can get a rare token, and as a result, eating a flowing water seat is the same as sending duì to the toilet. Choosing a good resistance, and then finding a way to occupy it, is the most important.

The doors of each mansion were wide open, and the guards of the Feng family could be seen everywhere on the streets of Renhe District, as well as guests coming and going, and long queues in line.

Those big and young masters also worked tirelessly to hold a banquet in this open-air school field. Only the only people who did not set up a banquet here were Feng Qianqi, the boss of the Feng family, and Feng Quan, the eldest of the Feng family.

Regardless of them, Shen Ming, who infiltrated Fengjia Villa, can be regarded as coming to the New World, this chic villa is built on the cliff, so it is spread out in a staggered form, and everywhere you go is constantly climbing stairs, going down stairs, and finding a section of flat land up to 100 meters long is extremely difficult, from one mansion to another, you often have to go up and down four or five times.

However, each section of the staircase connected to the platform is different, some have to be rope bridges, some have to be arch bridges, some have have bamboo rows, exquisite sculptures and ancient architectural styles, if developed into tourist attractions, it is definitely another miracle in the history of world architecture.

Shen Ming walked through the crowd, estimating that there were more than a thousand guests who came to the Feng family, who would have thought that there would be so many people in the unknown Li Wulin? And the Feng family has a larger population.

According to Mei, the Feng family is divided into two parts: the Feng family and the house slaves, the population of the family is close to 300 people, and the number of house slaves has reached 5,000 people, most of these people live in Fengjia Villa, only a few are in retreat outside, or released as local liaison personnel, and the population in the villa has remained at a high level of 5,000 for a long time, which can be described as prosperous.

Just when everyone was choosing the most suitable position for themselves to grab a seat on the flowing water seat, Shen Ming came to the most lively location in the whole person and district, the mansion called "Xianggui Pavilion". This is the mansion of the seventh elder of the Feng family, Miss Feng Jia.

It is said that this Miss Feng Jia's reputation in Lijiang Lake is more famous than that of his eldest brother Feng Qianqi, all because of her beauty and the fact that she is still single. Although she is also over 30 years old, it can't stop men from fantasizing about her charming figure.

As long as you can marry this beauty, you can naturally join the Feng family, enjoy the glory and wealth, the life of a fairy outside the world, and practice martial arts for a lifetime, it is better to marry a good daughter-in-law. Most of the members of Li Wulin have been practicing martial arts since childhood, and their reading results can be imagined, and modern society has long passed the era of heroes with fists and feet, and most of them have lived a poor and sour life in vain, and some even have to rely on nightclubs to perform chest crushing boulders and be beaten to make a living. Naturally, everyone is happy with the dream of being the son-in-law of the Feng family.

There were more than 200 guests lined up outside the Xianggui Pavilion, and most of them were young and strong, good-looking male guests, and the air was filled with a sense of competition and affection.

Feng Jiaren's exclusive domestic servant is named "A Chinese Ghost Story", with a number of thirty, composed of all beautiful female warriors. And unlike the other domestic slaves of the Feng family, these Chinese girls are all dressed in short Tang dresses, with light makeup, and they are very good-looking.

On the attic of the courtyard where the feast was held, Feng Jiaren was lying on her side on the side of the bed, shaking a feather fan with her long white legs, enjoying the cool while watching the battle for the seat of Wendou below.

Drums burst, wine over a hundred rounds, can sit in the position of standing still, one person defeated 10 people is rare, tokens of this kind of thing, has not been seen has let everyone grab the head, the world's first martial arts will officially start what will be, can be imagined.

Shen Ming, who was wearing an iron mask, stood silently in the shortest line of money, and sat in front of him, known as the Iron Fist Breaking Mountain-Ghost Seeing Sorrow, 50 years old, with vigorous hair like Tarzan of the apes. Not to mention doing it, just that fox smell comparable to a biological weapon already makes life worse than death.

He had the experience of the previous session, the wine glass in his hand was brought by himself, and the dark iron was made to weigh 20 catties, so it was a wine glass, or a murder weapon, held in his hand, there was no gap, there were already more than ten guests in line who stepped forward to make a move, and there was no one to beat.

Ghost is planning to take the token in one fell swoop.,Become tomorrow's member.。

When Shen Ming came to him, he didn't put the thin middle two man in his eyes, but politely arched his fist and asked, "Brother's surname?" ”

"The Iron-Faced Scholar - Ji Broken Intestines." Shen Ming replied with an arched fist, so frightened that the surrounding guests all gave up a step.

"Brother Tai's name is really domineering, I think I have broken the mountains and rivers and lakes with an iron fist for 30 years, and I only dare to call a ghost to see sorrow, you can actually break your intestines? It seems that the old man will never be able to stand up in front of you, right? The ghost said sadly.

"Then it's not your turn." After Shen Ming finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to snatch it, and the horse stepped forward, moving quickly, just when there was a battle to rob, who knew that his hand was weak, and he grabbed the wine glass, but he couldn't snatch it from the ghostly hand.

"Brother, this is not the place for you." The ghost smiled and backhanded, and it hit Shen Ming's face, and the thin Shen Ming flew out sideways like a cannonball. It hit the wall to the side and didn't move.

"Is this the foundation still broken? I'm afraid that I will be broken by others, right? The ghost laughed wildly.

The world, regardless of whether you are young and frivolous, only cares about the winner. Ghost Seeing Sorrow won all the attention, but Shen Ming, who was lying on the side, kept wiping the blood gushing out of his nose.

"Are you alright?" A short-skirted house slave politely stepped forward and asked.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm born with a lot of blood, it's okay to bleed a little, I'm sorry to stain your floor, can you borrow a toilet." Shen Ming said embarrassedly.

"The restrooms in the inner room are not open to the public." That slave is embarrassed.

"I'll wash it, so as not to get a lot of blood when I go out later, you guys are so hard to wash, please help." Shen Ming's bloody look was still very convincing.

The slave thought about it, but still agreed to Shen Ming's request, "Okay, you come with me, but don't walk around, this is the rule of Xianggui Pavilion." ”

"Thank you, sister, you've helped me a lot." Shen Ming stood up with a smile, and limped to follow the house slave to the inner room, while everyone was still sighing at the strength of the iron fist breaking through the mountain, Feng Jiaren on the balcony was staring at Shen Ming's back.

Xianggui Pavilion is not big or small, with a front yard and a backyard, with a garden and a rockery pool, which is chic like the courtyard of a wealthy merchant in Suzhou and Hangzhou. Shen Ming walked down the corridor to the bathroom.

"Okay, you go in, I'll go get you some hemostatic medicine and bandages." The short-skirted slave said politely.

"Thank you, you've really helped me a lot, but you still need a little more rest." Shen Ming smiled and patted the back of the slave's neck, and the weight of the shot directly knocked her unconscious and leaned into Shen Ming's arms. Glancing left and right, Shen Ming put the house slave into the bathroom, locked the door and turned his head to touch the inner room. Regarding the topographical map of the Feng Family Villa, he had already obtained a detailed copy from his master, especially this Xianggui Pavilion, where Ruotong had lived in the past.

The tokens of the young masters and ladies are all gold medals of 18K gold, which are full of 5 taels. A young master wants to send 10 yuan out, weighing 5 catties, no stupid fork will be with him, right? So it's usually in the treasure trove. Shen Ming was interested in tokens, but he never thought of obtaining them in a serious way.

The deliberate miss is to be able to go straight to the treasure house, get it first, and then sneak into the heavenly area through the token pass guò suspension bridge. The plan is simple and straightforward, in order to rescue his friends and family as soon as possible and get out of this hellish place.

In front of the treasure house door of the Quartet, two female guards stood and wiped the nosebleed with a handkerchief, Shen Ming, who walked straight to the gate.

"Stop! Who's coming? Dare to trespass on my fragrant return to the pavilion! The two guards raised their spears.

"I'm sorry, I'm just an ordinary guest, I'm looking for a bathroom, but I can't find it after turning around, I hope you'll forgive me." Shen Ming stepped forward embarrassedly.

"The bathroom is no longer here...... the guard's guard relaxed a little, but the spear in his hand did not relax too much.

Shen Ming kicked a stone in front of him, and one of the guards reacted quickly and flicked the stone, sending it flying.

And at this moment, Shen Ming had already come behind them like a ghost.

"Sensitive enough, but unfortunately still not sensitive enough." Shen Ming stunned the two guards with just one move, and turned around to see the big copper lock of the treasure house.

Thanks to the ancient Feng family's refusal to introduce modern technology, the iron lump in front of him, Shen Ming even ripped it off with his bare hands, if it was the alloy door of the vault, he really had no way, after all, he couldn't blast here, right?