The next day, early in the morning.

Cui Haoran washed up under the service of the maid sent by Mr. Qingshan, and came to the hall to drink tea with Guo Qingshan.

Taking a sip of tea, Mr. Qingshan said to Cui Haoran: "The eldest brother went to bed early last night, and my seven sworn brothers and sisters came back late from hunting in the mountains, and they haven't met the eldest brother yet. ”

"Oh, sir's sworn brothers and sisters are all heroes, it's an honor." Cui Haoran said calmly.

"They are all people from the mountains and wilderness, afraid of making the eldest brother laugh." Mr. Aoyama, with a modest expression on his face, continued.

Soon, Mr. Aoyama's sworn brothers and sisters all came to the hall one after another to greet Mr. Aoyama and Cui Haoran in turn.

And Cui Haoran, who was in the guest seat, was also deeply impressed by the seven people who came one after another.

The first to arrive was a man named Yazi Seven, who looked plain except for a scar on the left side of his face. According to Mr. Aoyama, his brother is very good at swordsmanship.

The second one who came in was a man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, called Tieba, who gave people a feeling of being very aerated, and his hands were strong and powerful, making one hand and two heavenly hammers, this kind of talent is the rarest and most suitable for the battlefield.

The third is a middle-aged man named Wu Laogou, but according to Qingshan, this person is still very young, but there are some signs of pre-aging and decay, and he can be regarded as an animal trainer who can tame wild beasts.

The fourth and fiftieth came together, and they were called Yunshui and Qingfeng respectively. Yunshui is extremely beautiful, with a slender waist and limbs, Yingying holds it, and her voice is as warm as water as an empty valley orchid. Aomine is a tall man, he looks a little thin, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, compared to Mr. Aoyama, he is a talented and beautiful person, and he is good at using a sword.

The sixth one is called Zhao Qiang, who is as ordinary as his name, has been in Liuhe City all the year round, and knows Liuhe City very well. Cui Haoran could tell from inside and outside the words that this person should be engaged in intelligence or being a spy.

The last one is a man named Ghost Eight, who is born rickety, with graffiti on his face and some unknown lines, and he can't see his face clearly, and it is said that he has lived in the mountains since he was a child, and he only went down the mountain together when he met Guo Qingshan.

After greeting these seven people one by one, Cui Haoran has a preliminary understanding of Mr. Qingshan and the configuration of this manor, and Mr. Qingshan and his Qingshan Manor are well deserved.

After a short time, the servants came to report that the food had been prepared, and the group moved to an open-air parlor behind the manor, where the guests sat separately.

Under the guidance of Mr. Aoyama, everyone drank a few glasses of wine with Cui Haoran, and soon became acquainted, and there was a taste of nothing to talk about at the dinner table.

"Your Royal Highness, your Cloud Misty Mountain Villa can have my brother's Qingshan Manor and be happy, or you can move here and live with us, everyone drinks wine and eats meat every day, how good it is." It was the old rough iron tyrant who played the Double Sky Hammer who said this.

"Brother Tieba, if I were alone, I would definitely come, but there are guards in the manor, and there are dozens of mouths to eat." Cui Haoran said a little wildly.

When Tieba heard this, he was stunned, shook his head, and stopped talking.

Tieba didn't speak, but Yun Shui on the side said softly: "Your Highness is really kind-hearted, and your guards and ladies have a good master." ”

Cui Haoran shook his head, and said with some surprise: "The road ahead is unknown, who will pour the wine tomorrow." ”

Yun Shui was slightly stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Your Highness is so worried, with your talent, you can't go anywhere in the world." ”

Cui Haoran smiled calmly at Yun Shui, raised his wine glass as a salute, and drank it in one gulp.

Then the atmosphere became a little light, and Qingfeng, who was a talent, said: "I'm here to dance the sword and help His Highness have fun." ”

Cui Haoran replied loudly: "Okay, Brother Qingfeng, please." ”

So Qingfeng asked the maid to ask for a bronze sword, and came to the small square in front of the meeting room to hold his breath and concentrate, only to see:

A husband dances the sword first, and sings after a hundred plays. The sword is like a dragon, the sound is like a song, the dragon swims in the world when the sword light rises, and the tide returns to the sea when the sword light falls.

When the tip of the sword turns, the crane roars in the sky, and when the dragon goes out to sea, suddenly the sound of the piano sounds, and the sound of the sword light reflects the sound of the piano like a surge, and the retraction comes and goes freely.

was originally admiring this beautiful sword dance, but when the sound of the piano sounded, the chorus of the piano and the sword made Cui Haoran feel like a dream, and suddenly escaped, and a cyan spear condensed by true qi appeared in his hand, stabbing towards the sword dance.

The sword comes like a swimming dragon, fast and ruthless; The spear is like lightning, surviving in destruction; The sword goes to the swallow flashback, and the spear comes to his landslide; The shadow of the sword turns with the light, and the spear circle protects the true body.

When the sound of the piano starts, the sword and spear are in contention; When the sound of the piano falls, the sword and spear chase after me; When the sound of the piano reverberates, the sword and spear circuit separate.

For a long time, it was like an illusion, and the sword dance in front of me was like a long night, and the spear thundered as if it was about to be destroyed.

I don't know how long it took, but the brothers at the banquet were dumbfounded, and the three people in it all closed their eyes, digesting what they had just gained in the sword dance.

Soon, Qingfeng, Guo Qingshan, and Cui Haoran came back to their senses one after another, and Cui Haoran opened his eyes and heard Qingfeng's words:

"Your spear has made it like a god, and it has reached the top of the transformation realm, and my swordsmanship is not as good as yours."

Cui Haoran thought in his heart that my spear technique had already been pointed out by me to the level of a great grandmaster, and I was about to break through the extreme realm, but he still said modestly: "Where, brother's sword dance, this Lu country is afraid that no one is out of your control." ”

At this time, Guo Qingshan interjected: "I really can't imagine His Highness's spear skills, it's really unprecedented, terrifying." ”

"Where, if it weren't for the sound of your superb piano and the sword of the Qingfeng brothers, I am afraid that I would have missed an opportunity today." Choi continued to be modest.

At this moment, a soft, gentle whisper-like voice came into everyone's ears.

"You guys, don't be modest, Brother Qingshan's piano skills and Qingfeng's swordsmanship, we all know that they are very, very powerful; Today, I can't imagine that His Royal Highness's spear skills are even more on it, there are really people outside the people, and there are mountains outside the mountains. ”

So, everyone laughed at each other and continued to drink and have fun.

When the wine arrives, it is even more staggered, and the guests drink together when the game reaches the climax.

Wine, laughter, glasses, shouting, singing, purring...... Composed of a good feast that is not drunk and does not return, and the sky is dark.

Late at night, Cui Haoran, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, was thinking about the things of the day.

From Aoyama and Aomine, you can roughly guess that everyone in this gang should have unique skills. It is a rare talent, and if you collect it for your own use, it will definitely be a big help.

However, how to collect it for one's own use is to ponder it carefully, otherwise it will backfire.

After figuring it out, Cui Haoran closed his eyes and meditated.

Early the next morning, the master and servant and the four of them waved goodbye under the attention of the eight Qingshan brothers.

When leaving, Cui Haoran specially asked Qingshan and the others to go to his manor to gather when they were free.