But the old man Yu immediately became nervous.

"Several... Now this later, I have to report this matter to the owner!"

Looking at Lao Suo, who left in a hurry, Jiang Heng looked at Yan Qingqing on the side with some puzzlement, and the latter was also a little confused.

"This.... I rarely go out of town ....."

Yan Qingqing lowered her head a little ashamedly, feeling like the promise she had sworn before would be self-defeating so soon.

Old man Yu put down the broom and soon entered the Zhuangzi, which was very large and covered an area of hundreds of acres. These are mainly the accumulation of generations of people in Juxian Villa, and the terrain on this mountain is not too steep, so there are many places to use.

When the old man Yu passed through several corridors and courtyard gates and arrived at the courtyard of the young owner, nearly a stick of incense had passed.

"Why do you say that someone wants to come to my Juxian Villa to observe the magic weapon?"

Listening to the old servant's narration, the young owner Yu Shouren's face was a little gloomy, the young owner Yu Shouren was not young, and now he was twenty and two, and the old owner was fifty and seven.

And Yu Shouren is the only seedling of the Yu family today, and the old owner of the village is nearly middle-aged to have such a son, and now the old owner is seriously ill, that is, the current young owner of the village is in charge of the entire Juxian Villa.

"Could it be that he is a thief who wants to beat me up for the idea of Juxian Villa?" Yu Shouren's face was ugly, he had seen a lot of Jianghu guests who wanted to observe the Tibetan soldiers in Juxian Villa under this pretext.

It is nothing more than divided into two kinds of people, one is just to come to Juxian Villa to cheat and cheat, and by the way, you can make a little money. The other is the Tibetan soldiers who are trying to gather the Xian Villa, and they want to borrow a Tibetan soldier in the village on the grounds that they have no blades in their hands.

In the past, when my father was in charge of Zhuangzi, most of my father's benevolence and friendship with his father's temperament also agreed.

"There are very few Tibetan soldiers in Zhuangzi now, and this group of people still hasn't stopped, is it really a bully that Juxian Villa has no temper?"

Yu Shouren, the young owner of the village, was a little resentful, his father's benevolence and righteousness had done too much in the past, so that more and more people wanted to and pee on their heads.

Now he is in charge, the key is that as these Jianghu guests become more and more shameless, they will not be polite or subtle, if they do not borrow how the old owner was benevolent and righteous before, your little doll is not even one-tenth of the old owner's benevolence and righteousness.

If you don't give it, you will use the reason to teach the old owner a lesson to his heirs, and he can't avoid it.

"But.... The old servant looked at these people, but they were different from the Jianghu guests who came to the door in the past. After thinking about it, the old servant Yu Shouxian still said truthfully: "And seeing that they are not dressed like ordinary people, if the other party is really just observing one or two, and driving them out like this, I am afraid that they will offend people in vain!"

Yu Shixian was a little difficult, how could he not know the difficulties of Juxian Villa at the moment, but the few people he saw just now were indeed very different from what he had seen before.

Hearing this, Yu Shouren, the young owner of the village, frowned, thought for a moment, and said with a somewhat depressed expression: "That's it, there are not a few hidden soldiers in the village, let's invite them in first, and just entertain them." ”

Saying that, Yu Shouren waved his hand, sat on the chair and rubbed his eyebrows, obviously not wanting to worry too much about this matter.

.......

"Several, my young owner is invited!"

Yu Shixian, who appeared again in the middle of the ring, greeted him.

Jiang Heng nodded slightly, it seems that Juxian Villa likes to make friends, but it is true.

After entering Juxian Villa, Jiang Heng felt that this Juxian Villa was very deserted, although there were many servants in the villa.

But Jiang Heng found that most of the servants were calm when they saw them, and the guests could even be described as cold.

"A few guests, please rest here for a while. Later, some wine and food will be arranged in the village, please enjoy it!"

Lao Suo led Jiang Heng and his party to a side room, pushed open the door and invited a few people in.

Looking at the tidy up, even because it is more shady in the autumn mountains, the room here also burns the hearth in advance, which looks a little warm.

"Old man, I want to thank you for your young master, I don't know..."

Jiang Heng thought about it, and felt that he didn't visit this door, and the master here was really a little unreasonable.

"This is a bit unfortunate, our young owner has something to do and can't get out, and the old owner is sick in bed, I'm afraid that I can't entertain a few guests for the time being. ”

Old man Yu was a little helpless and apologized.

"So, the tired old man, please let me know when the young owner of your family is busy, and I will thank you. Seeing this, Jiang Heng had no choice but to give up.

Looking at the old man who gently closed the courtyard door and hurriedly left, Jiang Heng's brows furrowed involuntarily.

"Young master, I'm afraid this old man is a prevarication. ”

Laifu on the side was a little displeased.

"It's weird, I remember that when my father took me to visit the year before last, it was also the young owner of the house, when he heard that there were guests visiting or went out to greet him personally. ”

Yan Qingqing muttered, frowning a little.

Jiang Heng thought about it for a while but shook his head and said casually: "Others are willing to invite me to the village, and they also say that good wine and good food will entertain me, which is already extremely good."

Since the other party doesn't want to see guests for the time being, it's okay to wait. ”

Now that they are all in, Jiang Heng is not in a hurry.

On the one hand, I want to come to Juxian Villa this time to build a blade.

If you have a body of armor and weapons made of demon bones, you can also improve your strength.

On the other hand, I want to learn more about Bazhou from Juxian Villa, the head of Bazhou.

Especially about that overlord!

A demon who belongs to the princely level in Dayan, his strength is definitely not weak. It's not something you can compete with right now.

For help, you can steal book tickets like vegetables, come and steal your friends' book tickets and vote for my book.

After half a pillar of incense, the courtyard door opened again, and a maid with an ordinary appearance came in.

With a pot of tea and a tea set, he came to Jiang Heng and a few people, poured tea for a few people very skillfully, and then exited the room.

I took a broom from nowhere in the small courtyard and slowly swept the fallen leaves in the courtyard.

Although the area of this wing courtyard is not much, Juxian Villa is relatively located halfway up Tingyu Mountain.

Because this Tingyu Mountain is poured out of the maple trees, in autumn, here is a piece of golden and beautiful looks.

Drinking tea and looking at the golden piece outside the courtyard is also very elegant.

made Jiang Heng's previous impetuous heart calm down a lot.

After another cup of tea, as the old man said, a number of maids came in the courtyard, one by one, with food boxes, and came to the room to bring out the dishes and wine in the food boxes one by one.

This time, the old man did not appear, and these maids also put down the food in the food box and withdrew first.

In the entire courtyard, except for Jiang Heng and his party, there was still only the maid who swept the floor.

Looking at the table full of dishes and a few jugs of wine, several people looked at each other.

"Let's eat it first, it won't taste good if it's cold!"

Since the other party was so polite, Jiang Heng didn't bother to think about those messes.

However, I have to say that the hospitality of Juxian Villa is really chic, and I have never even seen a guest.

Such hospitality.

Jiang Heng just wanted to say that he was too sincere, Yan Qingqing and Laifu were a little hesitant, but under Jiang Heng's strong request, they still picked up their own dishes and chopsticks and ate them in small bites.

While eating, Jiang Heng remembered some of Fu Qingshui's descriptions of Juxian Villa before.

Then he looked at the good wine in his hand and the delicious food on the table.

secretly said in his heart: It is really unreasonable for this Juxian Villa to be down.

It's just that halfway through the meal, I vaguely heard some very dense and chaotic footsteps in the distance, accompanied by the sound of some people talking.

The sound of the leaves blown by the wind in the mountains and forests was so loud that Jiang Heng couldn't hear what the people outside were saying.

Shaking his head, Jiang Heng ignored it and continued to bury his head in destroying the food in front of him.

After two pillars of incense, the three of them were completely full of food and drink. A large table of food on the table had been wiped out by this time.

The one who eats the most is naturally Jiang Heng, who wants to move around after sitting and resting for a while with his teeth picked.

Laifu and Yan Qingqing also quickly followed, after all, they had been sitting all morning, and the three of them felt a little bored.

Juxian Villa does not restrict the freedom of guests, and the courtyard gate is hidden.

There was no one to guard it, and even the little maid who swept the floor just glanced at it and ignored it.

Juxian Villa is very large, and Jiang Heng and a few people casually walked around and found that there was a big lake in Zhuangzi.

The lake looks deserted, and there is a stone bridge next to it that leads to a pavilion in the lake.

If the beautiful scenery here is only seen by those sour shows in Bazhou City, a few poems will definitely be inevitable.

"Hey, there's a guy fishing in the pavilion!"

Yan Qingqing pointed to a slightly rickety figure in the pavilion in the distance and said in surprise.

Jiang Heng also saw the person in the distance, but according to his own feelings, he found that this person was quite strange.

The traces of internal qi on the body, the internal qi is very condensed, but at this time, the internal qi in the body of the rickety figure seems to be pitiful.

But Jiang Heng felt that this person's original internal qi should be very strong.

In addition, the qi and blood are even more weird, and there is not one in the other party's body, and the whole thing feels like there is only that internal qi to support.

And there is also a corrosive smell on his body.

And accompanied by a kind of Jiang Heng's familiar thing, this kind of thing Jiang Heng felt that he must know, but for a while he couldn't think of what it was.

"There are too many lotus leaves in this lake, how can you dream of fishing here?" said Laifu as he looked at Yuan Yuan for a while.

Just as Jiang Heng was about to walk towards the pavilion, the figure in the pavilion got up leisurely, put away the bait, lifted the fishing basket, and turned around and walked back.

When passing by Jiang Heng and the others, he only nodded slightly to Jiang Heng and the others.

Jiang Heng also nodded, glanced at the other party's fish basket, and found that there was not even half a fish in it.

The fisherman left Jiang Heng was also not interested, and turned around to go back.

At this moment, there was another loud noise in the direction of the front yard.

"Haha! I didn't expect the old farmer to finally see a few of our brothers today? Your son is not so angry, and now Brother Yu is here, and the brothers are happy!"

There were people over there who were loud, sonic and rubble, and even a little scary.