I don't know if it's because I like the warm smile on his face all the time, or because I appreciate his determination to hold a dagger and have the courage to take the place of his teacher, all in all, Wen Xuan has an inexplicable good impression of this senior brother.

"Besides, the injury on my brother's hand is better?" Wen Xuan asked with concern, wanting to open the chatterbox of the world and listen to some secrets that he had "forgotten" from his mouth.

"Out of the way." In order to thank Wen Xuan for his care, he also gave him two snow-white front teeth.

With such a person, it is difficult to think about being heavy, and Wen Xuan also subconsciously let down his guard.

"I heard from Master, Gongzi Wen has lost his soul?"

"It's no secret in Shipwreck Mountain, my father's inkstone smashed me from an unfilial son obsessed with painting to a good son who understands righteousness." Wen Xuan replied jokingly.

Guo Putian's eyes widened and said with a look of hope: "Master, you can say that you have the appearance of a dragon!" In this way, Mr. Wen's inkstone is the finishing touch! ”

Wen Xuan felt a little funny, and said with a wry smile: "These skills are mysterious and mysterious, why should senior brother take it seriously?" ”

Guo Putian was a little dissatisfied with Wen Xuan's words, and said with a serious expression: "My master's skills are unparalleled in the world!" ”

"It's Wen Xuan's rudeness, it's no wonder that Senior Brother is wrong." Wen Xuan said apologetically.

Only then did Putian smile and say to himself: "In the past ten years, Master has only met two people, and you are still the only one who has touched your bones!" ”

Wen Xuan immediately became interested, could it be that he really underestimated the ability of this Peng Hall Master? So he tentatively asked, "Oh? What is the other person's name? ”

"I don't know the specific name, but I know that it is a little beggar surnamed Zhu."

Wen Xuan was shocked, a little beggar surnamed Zhu? Could it be the ......

"How did you meet him?"

Guo Putian touched his chin and recalled: "It's not like we know each other, but we just had a relationship." At that time, I was out traveling with my master, and it happened to be a famine in Huaiyou, and there were white bones exposed in the wild all over the place, so there were so many little beggars like this, if it wasn't for the master to meet him on a whim, I'm afraid I wouldn't have looked at him more. ”

"On a whim? Something unusual about him, right? Wen Xuan asked tentatively.

"This was guessed correctly by Wen Gongzi, this little beggar was robbing with wild dogs for food that day, and was seen by a passing Yuan soldier, who made fun of him, saying that he was a wild breed without a father and a mother like a wild dog."

"And then?"

"When the Yuan soldier made fun of him, he didn't answer, and when the Yuan soldier laughed and turned away, the little beggar quietly picked up a stone and followed him, and after the master and I happened to see this scene, we were curious about what the little beggar wanted to do, so we followed the two from a distance."

"Presumably he killed that soldier, right?"

Guo Putian was a little stunned and said, "How does Gongzi Wen know? ”

"Guess." Wen Xuan smiled and said vaguely: "Senior brother, you go on." ”

Guo Putian continued: "This little beggar took advantage of the Yuan soldiers' inattention, and smashed the stone into his head fiercely, until he was smashed to the point that he was out of breath and his hands were covered with blood, and then he stopped. The master felt that this boy was extraordinary, so he wanted to touch his face and bones, but who thought that this kid turned his head and fled, so that the master could only barely see his face. ”

Wen Xuan hurriedly asked, "How did Hall Master Peng calculate for him?" ”

"The shape is like a bright sun, the face is like a full moon, and there is a bright king in the world!" Guo Putian imitated Peng Yingyu's appearance of touching her big belly and commenting on her feet.

Wen Xuan didn't have the heart to look at the funny situation at this time, and a huge wave suddenly rose in his heart.

Zhu Yuanzhang, is that you?

"Could it be that the unwritten son knows that little beggar?" Besides, Putian was a little confused, why did this Wen Gongzi's face suddenly shine and darken?

Wen Xuan muttered, "Maybe I saw it in a dream......"

In addition, Putian kept telling similar "interesting stories", and Wen Xuan also listened carefully, and after a short time, he had already climbed the stone steps and came to the conference hall of the main altar.

This time was different from the last time, as soon as I entered the door of the council hall, I saw more than a dozen elders standing respectfully by the lotus pond on the left-hand side.

Han Lingyue sat in the gazebo on the right-hand side, Wen Xianzhong, Peng Yingyu, and a white-haired old man sat beside her.

Peng Yingyu deliberately changed into a robe that could cover the wound on her shoulder today, and her face was no longer the one with a simple smile.

Although the other old man was over sixty years old, he was indeed childish and energetic, and did not look old and faint at all.

When Wen Xianzhong saw that his son had finally arrived, he immediately waved over and motioned for Wen Xuan to come over.

Wen Xuan walked to the pavilion and saluted in turn, and said respectfully: "I'm sorry for keeping you waiting." ”

In his father's introduction, Chinese Xuan learned that this elder with a childish face was the village chief of Anle Village and the hall master of the Western White Tiger Hall - Yang Min.

So it was, Wen Xuan immediately understood the faction represented by several people.

Needless to say, the Li Sect Leader and the Wen family incarnated by Han Lingyue, the Vermilion Bird Hall behind Peng Yingyu represents the radical faction of the main battle, and the power represented by the White Tiger Hall under Yang Min's seat is naturally about to come out.

Anle Village ...... Sure enough, listening to the name is the style of conservatives.

After everyone greeted each other, Han Lingyue asked straight to the point, "Wen Xuan, are you willing to go down the mountain to the east on behalf of the sect leader?" ”

What the? Descending the mountain on behalf of the sect leader? Isn't that the Sect Master's envoy?

Wen Xianzhong and the three immediately glanced at each other and saw the stunned in each other's eyes. Although it is also to take people to eastern Zhejiang, it is much worse in terms of statement.

If Wen Xuan is in charge of this matter, at best, it will give him the power to nominally lead the disciples of the two factions. But if it is said that the substitute master descends the mountain, it is completely different. This means that he is given an extraordinary right to deal with the situation on the spot, and if the sect leader is there in person, anyone in the sect must obey the order and obey the dispatch!

Wen Xianzhong's eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at his son quickly.

Wen Xuan wanted to refuse politely, but when he saw the ardent expectations in his father's eyes, he thought of his father's long-cherished wish in his life, and replied: "Wen Xuan should take the order and serve the sect leader." ”

"Good." Han Lingyue nodded, then looked at Peng Yingyu and Yang Min and said, "Both of them are the humerus in my teaching, and this time Wen Xuan will go down the mountain, but he will definitely do his best to help." ”

"That's nature." Although Yang Min is the oldest, he is extremely humble and courteous.

Peng Yingyu simply waved her sleeves, pointed to the lotus pond and said: "Boy, your performance on the battlefield is already well known, and it can be called amazing, but this action is very important, the elders and backbones in the mountains who have some skills are here, who do you need to help you choose!" How many people and possessions are needed, just say! ”