Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Phoenix Post

The shame in his heart disappeared without a trace in an instant, Xiahou Gongzi shook the folding fan, his face was still outstanding, although it was autumn now, but the temperature was not very cold, but there was still a jujube red coat on the outside of his robe, but there was not much wrong, but there was a little more scholarly and handsome person, and he suddenly compared Wang Anfeng next to him.

At that time, the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting were all of the highest quality, and the handsome and beautiful people wrote for him that I was born before I was born, and I was old when I was born, but I couldn't do it with those few songs. There are many poor scholars who can only compose music, but a family like him who is proficient in music, can talk about elegant and interesting things, and can also be considerate of his daughter's family affairs is a once-in-a-century encounter, which is like a dream.

It's a pity that he already has a fiancée.

Although she is a little girl who is stupid enough to use a sugar gourd to abduct home.

The surrounding guards observed their words and looks, their eyes were vicious, and their behavior was even more respectful, but Wang Anfeng didn't have much eyes, and his behavior was not much different from that of the group of young people who pasted mud on the walls of his house in Daliang Village, the two talked to each other, and walked towards the catkins villa above surrounded by a large group of guards.

Although Wang Bai's screams just now attracted a lot of guards, there were still two men with cold faces guarding the door, with their left hand behind their backs and their right hand on the hilt of the knife at their waist.

There are more dark iron boxes on the belt than ordinary people, and the Liu family uses hidden weapons to pass on their families, and the things in this box are the hidden weapons that resound all over the world.

The hidden weapon has drunk the blood of many good hands, but the blood on the hands of these two men will only be more, the hidden weapon is their weapon, but it is not their only weapon, they are the weapon of the owner of the Liu family.

It is not the only weapon of the owner of the Liu family.

Seeing Wang Anfeng and the two coming, there were still a few steps away, and he had already said in a deep voice:

"Two sons, today I have a famous banquet, please show the name post, if there is no name, please ask him to come back in the future, the owner of the village has set up a banquet elsewhere, has apologized."

Xiahou Xuan's folding fan was gently closed, his eyebrows were light, although he was gentle, he had a faint aura of a superior, and said:

"In Xia Xiahou Xuan."

Hearing this, the two guards looked at each other, and clasped their fists and responded: "I don't know if it is Xiahou Gongzi coming, the owner of the village has already ordered, if Xiahou Gongzi comes, please enjoy it." ”

After saying that, they each took a step back, got out of the way, Xiahou Xuan folded the fan and patted it lightly in the palm of his hand, turned around and smiled at Wang Anfeng: "Brother Wang, take out your name post, you and I should go in together." ”

Wang Anfeng was silent and frowned slightly, where is his name? But when I thought of leaving my uncle, I told him that I must come on August 15, and suddenly I had a premonition that I seemed to be on the way to leave my uncle.

Although it is also possible that this happened suddenly, but since he was a child, when did he ever see Libo suffer a loss?

When he was a child, the old man used to point to the sun in the sky and say that I bet that there will be a thunderbolt at three o'clock in the afternoon.

Pity him was only four years old at the time, and he read books with his father every day, how could he believe such a ridiculous thing, looked at the grinning old man with idiotic eyes, and then looked at the pork residue from the old man's hand, and swore that he would bet on the sugar cake that his father gave him.

He will never forget that day.

The thunderstorm scared the dogs and children of the whole village into incontinence, and it was a spectacle.

At that time, the old man said that he was afraid that he would be frightened, so he removed the pillow and stuffed his ears with cotton, and then in front of a four-year-old child, he nibbled the sugar cake, wiped the oil on his mouth, patted his buttocks and walked away.

When his father found out about this, he laughed at him for a quarter of an hour, until he burst into tears, and then said a sentence that he had to revisit many times before he could forget it, but that sentence he had always remembered.

'There are mountains outside the mountains, there are people outside the people, the things you think are only what you think after all, everyone who lives very comfortably must be better than the parts you see. ’

"This son, if you don't have a name, please go to another banquet, and you also have a large piece of good meat and mellow wine and fragrant tea, and you will never slack off."

The guard on the left side took a step forward and spoke quite politely, being able to walk side by side with Xiahou Xuan, he would never dare to be a little lazy, and Xiahou Xuan on the side shook the folding fan lightly, looking at Wang Anfeng, there was a look of watching a good show in his eyes.

Wang Anfeng hesitated, but still clenched his fists and asked:

"Then dare to ask this eldest brother, can this banquet be related to Feng?"

The guard's eyes lit up slightly, and his heart was settled, so he replied with a smile: "Kunshan jade shattered, young phoenix Qingming, this time our willow catkins villa is going to hold the young phoenix banquet once every five years in Forgotten Immortal County, so as to invite many young talents to gather together and discuss friends with martial arts." ”

When the young man at the foot of Daliang Mountain heard this, he finally confirmed that after a few years, he still entered the road of leaving the uncle, that is, no matter how good his temper was, he was a little annoyed when he was bluffed out and ran hundreds of miles to fight and compete, and he sneered in his heart, and crossed out all the wine and meat he was going to buy for the uncle.

I won't buy any of them!

Hate and hate in his heart, Wang Anfeng raised his hand and took out the name card of personal protection, the whole body was ink, there was no word on it, only a phoenix fluttered its wings and was ready to fly, with a few strokes, that kind of artistic conception almost came to the face, obviously it was not an extraordinary product, and the look on the guard's face became more and more respectful, without the slightest bit of cold majesty just now, and carefully handed the post back to Wang Anfeng, and then retreated to the side.

People always like to divide up and down, the young phoenix banquet is known as a gathering of talents, and compared with the ordinary post, this kind of phoenix post drawn by the head of the Liu family is more cherished.

The material is precious, and the technique is more extravagant, to be made purely with pure internal force, and then to enter the painting with martial arts, and to form a flying phoenix, a total of less than three or five pieces are sent out, and each one naturally has a great background behind it, and a trace of surprise also appeared in the eyes of Xiahou Xuan on the side.

Judging by his behavior, he is really an ordinary person, but how can an ordinary person have such a post?

is the so-called master of the upper three grades, the Liu family is in awe of nature, but they may not be able to catch this thing.

Thinking of the young man's behavior before, Xiahou Xuan felt more and more interesting, and couldn't help laughing softly.

The interesting things in the world are probably very different from the ordinary, such as the ruthless guest who drinks flower wine, the illiterate little master, such as the crazy Taoist back then, carrying the dry bamboo pole to dry clothes in the ancestral court of the Taoist Gate to get drunk and crazy, shouting that the three ancestors passed on the law of the world, once said that if I see me, if I let the old cow's nose see, I will be killed with a stick and fed to the dog, in exchange for peace in the world.

The Taoist is gone, the master is old, and the ruthless swordsman who drank the flower wine never drank again.

But the rivers and lakes are still the same rivers and lakes.