Several Taoist priests were a little silent, only occasionally whispering a few words, Kun Wu also seemed to have a strong interest in the delicate food and wine on the table, playing with a pottery cup with one hand, occasionally taking a shallow sip, occasionally telling Wang Heng a few interesting things about food, and laughing with the others, it seemed to be at ease.

Wang Heng didn't ask anything more, only echoed in a low voice.

Newcomers are usually tolerated for not knowing the rules, but not all the time.

The gods and artifacts don't need to eat, and eating and drinking are just to satisfy the appetite or habit.

Wang Heng has no interest in the food on the table, although it seems exquisite, most of them can't escape frying, roasting and steaming, and the taste can only be said to be average.

He echoed the small talk of Kun Wu and several other Taoist priests over and over again, smiled along with the topic, poured a glass of sake in his hand, occasionally raised the lamp and touched his lips, his eyes swept over the gods and artifacts present one by one, and sat down one by one according to the information he had learned in the shrine before.

Sometimes, when he met a looking back, he raised his glass to signal, then took a sip and looked away.

This wine is not so much wine as an alcoholic drink, and he is not afraid of drunkenness.

With strong computing power, coupled with small talk, he only listens to and talks less, but he does not delay.

Soon, Kun Wu got up, and Wang Heng also got up with him.

The Seven Lucky Gods seemed to have finished communicating and dispersed, Wang Heng looked at Bishamen, and she beckoned to Wang Heng.

Wang Heng said goodbye to several Taoist priests, and walked towards Bishamen amid the laughter of the little fairy's silver bell.

"How does it feel?" Bishamen asked softly.

"They are very good people who take great care of me and benefit me a lot." Wang Heng smiled slightly.

Bishamen stared at him suspiciously: "You are not so good at talking in the Divine Palace. ”

Wang Heng shrugged his shoulders: "Maybe it's because of some restraints." ”

Bishamen looked at him twice, and Wang Heng looked back with a smile.

Bishamen shook his head: "Forget it, just get along well." ”

After a pause, he said: "There were a few good gods in the previous generation, and I have accepted their kindness a few times, so I will take you to meet them." ”

She turned around, Wang Heng followed, took two steps and suddenly stopped, Wang Heng hurriedly stopped, almost bumped into it, but smelled the faint fragrance on the bun tied up by Bishamen.

Bishamon turned his head: "Because ......"

After only saying two words, she stopped, slightly stunned.

This turn of his head almost stuck to Wang Heng.

Wang Heng quietly took a step back and made a deferential look.

Bishamen paused, and then said: "Because the Daoist Division has not decided, in the past, every time the gods discussed, I took turns to take the broken and que them to have a long experience, so the external contact of the Divine Palace has always been a bit messy, and you need to pay attention to these things in the future." ”

Wang Heng's heart sank and nodded.

Bishamen turned his head: "Let's go." ”

Wang Heng controlled his stride to keep up.

"Gagutu, long time no see."

A young man with a hedgehog head and a shawl with long hair put down the flask and looked over: "Yo, Bishamen, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

glanced at Wang Heng and said with a smile: "Finally found the Dao Si you like?" ”

Wang Heng saluted slightly: "Lord Jiagutu." ”

Jia Gu smiled, grabbed Wang Heng's shoulders and leaned over, and said in a low voice, "How did you get the Bishamen?" Tell me that the guys in front of her haven't let her go after following her for so long. ”

Wang Heng felt a faint smell of wine rushing over, not heavy but lingering, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he didn't know what to do.

"Ga, Gu, Earth, Big, Man?" A tactful voice sounded behind him, and Wang Heng felt that Jiagutu's body stiffened instantly.

A fair-skinned hand dragged the back of the neck with the wide robe of Gakutu, obviously not using much force, but Gagutu was dragged away with a bitter face and did not dare to resist, and begged for mercy in his mouth: "Xiao Ju, Xiao Ju, you listen to my explanation, I just discussed the taste of this wine with the Daoist of Bishamentian, and I didn't do anything else, you believe me!" ”

The woman with a heroic mind and a delicate face smiled "hehe" and looked at Wang Heng: "Really? ”

Wang Heng hesitated, Gagutu winked at him, and the woman turned her head to glare at him. Jia Gutu seemed to have expected it, and the moment the woman turned her head, her face changed to the same begging appearance as before, and the woman turned her head to look at Wang Heng again.

Wang Heng nodded: "Lord Jiagutu said that this wine is a little light, it is better to brew it yourself." ”

The woman stared at him suspiciously for two seconds, then said, "Okay." ”

Turning around to tidy up the placket of Jiagutu's clothes, and apologizing softly, Jiagutu was a head taller than the woman, and crossed the top of her head with a smile and gave Wang Heng a "righteous" mouth.

Wang Heng felt the corners of his eyes twitch again.

Bishamen coughed lightly: "This is the Taoist priest of Gagutu, Ju Ling. ”

The woman turned to Wang Heng and said apologetically, "Hello, I'm Ju Ling." I'm sorry, but my lord has caused you trouble. ”

Wang Heng's expression returned to normal, introduced himself, and continued: "How come, Lord Gagutu doesn't have any arrogance at all, he is a good person." ”

Gagutu raised an eyebrow at Ju Ling with a smug face, and Ju Ling glanced at him helplessly.

Then a smiling voice came from the side: "Bishamentian, long time no see." ”

Bishamen turned his head with some surprise: "Kan Gong! ”

An old man wearing a bachelor's uniform and an ancient crown stood behind him with a smile: "I didn't bother you. ”

"How so." Bishamen smiled and nodded his chin to Wang Heng.

"This is the god of heaven and learning, Sugawara Michiko."

Wang Heng saluted slightly.

The old man's dark deep eyes looked at Wang Heng, and there was a kind smile on both the corners of his mouth and the tips of his eyebrows: "Bishamentian has finally decided to be a Daoist, but it frightens many people." ”

Bishamentian didn't care: "Dao Si is responsible for me, what's the use of them in a hurry." ”

Sugawara Michizane smiled helplessly: "After all, they are all colleagues, don't say that in the future." ”

As he spoke, he beckoned to the back: "Meiyu, come and meet the Daoist of Bishamentian, you can move around more in the future." ”

A beautiful woman with plum blossom lines on her eyebrows stepped forward, first saluting Bishamen and Jiagutu unhurriedly, and then turning to Wang Heng, her warm eyes overflowing with a smile: "When we meet for the first time, I am Meiyu." ”

Wang Heng looked at her and his heart moved. learned her movements and returned a salute: "When we met for the first time, I was Hengma." ”

Sugawara Michizane looked at the two with a smile.

"Bell——, bell—"

The melodious bell rang, and Gagutu glanced in the direction of the two, smiled at Ju Ling, and turned around and said, "Let's go, the divine discussion has officially begun." ”

The gods began to exit the hall of the shrine and turned to the main hall of the gods, and the divine robes were put on, and in the blink of an eye, they could no longer recognize who was who.

Wang Heng looked stunned and looked at Mei Yu and Ju Ling.