Sometimes the banquet between the nobles is actually a social place where everyone sits together and talks about it, well, to put it bluntly, it is a group of nobles who have nothing to do and gather together to brag.

Of course, there will be arguments and competitions on such occasions, which is why such banquets are so popular with these gentlemen or elites. With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Abe Qingming whispered to Wang Xiaoming who was the son of who's family, and that was the emperor's relatives and relatives, which could be regarded as letting Wang Xiaoming know some of the noble children on the side of Heianjing.

"Lord Qingming, who is this one next to you?" A young boy walked over and asked Abe Harumi.

"Mr. Wang Xiaoming from the Tang Dynasty is my friend." Abe Qingming introduced Wang Xiaoming with a smile.

"Datang people, it's been a long time since I've seen anyone from Datang." The boy looked at Wang Xiaoming with a curious expression.

"This is Nobu Fujiwara." Haruaki Abe introduced it.

Although Wang Xiaoming doesn't know much about history, because of his curiosity about the movie Onmyoji, he has studied some materials, so he knows that Heiankyo at this time seems to be managed and controlled by a group of people surnamed Fujiwara.

Although I don't know whose family this Fujiwara is, I can still be sure that this person is a noble son, and Wang Xiaoming did not make any mistakes in etiquette, and he also saw that the son of the Fujiwara family seemed to be very interested in him.

"Since you're from the Tang Dynasty, you should also know some magical skills, right?" Fujiwara Shin asked curiously.

"I'm just an ordinary person, but I've learned some gentlemen's six arts and the like, and I haven't mastered two of them so far, so I'm still not ugly." Wang Xiaoming smiled and declined, of course, the six arts of the gentleman he said was not a joke.

In the six arts of the gentleman, in addition to etiquette and books, the rest can be regarded as relatively proficient, as a Kamen Rider Yuhe shooting is instinctive, and he also knows some about music, as for numbers, as a person who has learned high mathematics, of course, it is not a problem.

"Haha, Mr. is really modest, I know that people from the Tang Dynasty are more modest, but it's okay to show your hand a little." Fujiwara Shin said loudly.

As soon as Fujiwara Shin said this, everyone's attention was focused on this side, so that Wang Xiaoming could not continue to be 'modest'.

"It's okay to show your hand appropriately." Abe Qingming held a glass of wine in his hand and looked at Wang Xiaoming with a smile.

"Okay, then show your hand!" Wang Xiaoming no longer shirked, and Fujiwara Shin happily asked people to come over with bows and arrows after seeing it.

Wang Xiaoming picked up the bow and arrow and felt the weight in his hand, smiled and asked them to prepare the target, and then let this group of people see what is called the ultimate skill and strength, unlike China, the Japanese worship the strong in their bones, of course, this kind of strong man must be something they can understand, not those who have mysterious power.

The Japanese worship the strong, but they fear and reject those who have supernatural powers, but in the current world where humans and demons live together, they have to rely on those who have supernatural powers.

After Wang Xiaoming finished shooting, he handed the bow to Fujiwara Shin's entourage and sat next to Abe Harumi, who had already performed, and didn't have to do anything else, he wasn't an acrobat.

"Wow, what a great archery sir!" Fujiwara Shin was already very impressed at this time, and he didn't have the mind to be embarrassed before, after all, Wang Xiaoming had already initially shown his strength.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Master Fashan immediately talked about his own affairs, saying that he had learned some exorcism itself in the Tang Dynasty, and recently heard about Abe Harumi's fame, so he looked for a comparison of ideas, which made all the nobles very happy, after all, they had all heard of ghosts and yin-yang magic, but they had not seen it with their own eyes.

"Yin-Yang is actually a very dangerous thing, and I don't think it's better to see it." Abe said lightly.

"Mr. Qingming, you can't be scared, right?" A middle-aged man walked over with a smirk on his face and said.

"yes, yes, I've heard about your name lately." Another person followed.

In short, it was these idle aristocratic sons who coaxed each other to let Abe Qingming compete with Master Fazen, Abe Qingming still sat aside with an indifferent face, he seemed to have realized that such a situation would happen.

"Okay, let's just give it a try." He finally said with a hint of helplessness, but Wang Xiaoming found that Qingming was indeed laughing at this time, well, it was a weird smile, the kind of smile that belonged to a fox.

Master Fashan was the first to perform, silently reciting a spell to make a wooden fish float, and some simple spells, which opened everyone's eyes, well, except for Wang Xiaoming and Abe Qingming, because these two people are able to see the essence of these spells, a child-like ghost is doing these things according to the actions of Master Fashan.

"Are you disappointed?" Abe Qingming saw Wang Xiaoming's appearance and asked.

"I thought I could see the real Yin-Yang or the Chinese spells." Wang Xiaoming was indeed a little disappointed, after all, he was a Chinese himself, so he still hoped that this monk, who was said to be from the Tang Dynasty, was a person with this ability.

"Don't be disappointed, and I've already inquired clearly, this person is not from the Tang Dynasty, just a liar." Abe Harumaki seemed to know what Wang Xiaoming was thinking and explained.

At this time, Gen-la Fazen's performance had ended, and everyone was very interested in asking him to continue performing, but Gen-la Hozen stopped performing, looked at Abe Harumi, and seemed to say, 'It's your turn!' ’

"What a great show." Harumaki Abe stood up and clapped in a row.

"Lord Qingming, it's your turn!" Master Fazen didn't care about the performance that the other party said, but looked at Abe Qingming indifferently.

Abe Qingming paused slightly, walked to the front of a pot of flowers in the room, reached out and tore off a leaf, then looked around, and gently blew the leaf in his hand, the leaf flew in the air and flew to the corner of the wall, between Abe Qingming and pointed into a sword and put it on the side of his mouth, and gently recited the incantation, the leaf just now was like a sharp blade that divided the frog in the corner of the wall into two sections, and the limbs and blood flew everywhere to startle everyone.