Su family compound, party scene.

"Hello everyone, I am Su Changhe, the head of the Su family, first of all, I thank you very much for coming to my Su family's bonfire party. I hope everyone is here tonight, eat well, drink well, have a good time, anyway, all kinds of good ......"

On the podium, Su Changhe entered the speech mode in high spirits. Judging from his mental head, he is more than ten years younger.

"Song Zhong, the head of the Su family, how can he speak at a level that is not as good as Uncle Chun of our team!"

Brother Hei heard Su Changhe's tirade below, and said with some doubts.

Among their fitness team, although Uncle Chun looks obscene, he definitely belongs to the kind of existence that can be fooled. If you want to talk about eloquence alone, you can throw Su Changhe eighty feet away.

And Song Zhong pursed his lips and chuckled, in fact, even he didn't expect it. Su Changhe's so-called opening remarks will be so goldless. It can even be said to be naïve!

"Hey, I said Brother Hei, I'm from the Su family. I'll tell you, but don't speak ill of my uncle. Otherwise, you'll be kicked out! ”

Seeing this, Susan said to Brother Hei with a little unbearable face.

And when Brother Hei heard that he was likely to be kicked out, he stopped talking and stopped talking.

He still remembered the tragic situation of the man who was thrown out by many bodyguards before. Although Brother Hei has a lot of kung fu, he can't beat people in other people's base camps.

The podium was already full of people, both of the three major onmyoji families in Beichuan City, and the Lin family and the Xiao family also sent out their families.

Among the people around, there are also scattered cultivation in the Yin and Yang line of Beichuan. However, these scattered cultivators who have no organization and power are much more honest when they reach the Su family's territory.

Even those old guys who had a strange temper and had already reached the level of a silver-level onmyoji had also restrained a lot.

Here, though, they're not the protagonists.

The bonfire party is the yin and yang industry of Beichuan City, and it has been a rule for many years. It is also a discussion meeting of the city's onmyoji.

And those who have the ability to organize this grand event are only the three most prosperous families in Beichuan City.

At the end of each party, the three major families will launch a family battle, allowing the young first of the clan to compete to show their respective heritage.

And the last winner will become the organizer of the next bonfire.

The three major families have been dominant in Beichuan City for many years, and friction between them is indispensable. There are also some conflicts of interest involved.

Lin, the head of the Xiao family, was still a little puzzled at this time, obviously the bonfire party would not be held for about a month. Why did Su Changhe, the old fox, advance the progress of the party?

But they were not afraid, even a year ago, they were just a bad move.

The disciples of the three major families are full of gunpowder when they meet each other, whether they are disciples or elders.

After Su Changhe finished speaking, he smiled slightly at the other two family heads, and then looked in the direction where Song Zhong was. A confident look.

The reason why he arranged this bonfire party at this stall was not just to please Song Zhong.

The more important purpose is to suppress the arrogance of the other two families in the name of the Taiqing Taoist Temple.

On this day, he is well prepared.

"Huh?"

At this time, Su Changhe suddenly said softly.

He seemed to feel that in the darkness there was a pair of eyes staring at him closely.

But when he searched for it, he found no trace. He shook his head, thinking he had delusional.

Within a radius of dozens of miles in Beichuan, his magic attainments are already peerless.

He didn't believe that anyone in the audience could spy on him so silently.

"Senior sister, don't you have peanut dew for banquets at home?"

Song Zhong in the audience took the wine from the table with his mouth, and then shook his head and said to Susan.

"What? Brother, do you like to drink peanut milk? ”

Susan smiled and asked Song Zhong that when he was on Taiqing Mountain, he remembered that Song Zhong only drank tea.

"Sister Shan, you don't know this! I think Brother Song Zhong and I met in Balipu when we drank milk. At that time, Brother Hei and I also had a fight with those straw bales who were drinking around. That's called a punch ......."

Brother Hei told Susan about the glorious history between him and Song Zhong. Susan covered her mouth and laughed.

And the surrounding guests, after hearing Brother Hei's words, couldn't help but have an Internet buzzword in their hearts, that is, "A strong life doesn't need to be explained." ”

"Then since you want to drink peanut dew, let's let the next person come up with a few boxes."

Susan smiled and said to Song Zhong that for Song Zhong, a senior brother, she has been obedient since she was a child. So for Song Zhong's request to drink milk, he directly agreed.

"You guys, go and bring two boxes of peanut dew."

I only heard Susan suddenly say to a few subordinates around her.

"Miss, are you sure you're not joking?"

The subordinates of the Su family were a little embarrassed and stunned in place.

The bonfire party is an annual event for the yin and yang industry in Beichuan City. For the organizer to place the wine here, the market price of a bottle is at least tens of thousands of yuan.

How could a bottle of peanut butter for two dollars in a snack bar be allowed to be placed in this place? That's nothing short of an insult to the guests!

"What? You can't do it? ”

Susan asked the people around her with some confusion, and there was a hint of threat in her eyes.

For Song Zhong, she is a pure and lovely little sister, but for others, Susan is not so easy to talk to.

"Miss, Miss, yes, yes, the Su family has everything......"

As soon as the next person saw that his eldest lady was about to get angry, he immediately opened his mouth and agreed.

If they really offend this young lady without opening their eyes, even if she is magnanimous and does not take care of herself and others. Su Changhe, as the head of the family, will never let them go.

In this way, a few subordinates went down to carry peanut dew.

"Master Su, I have a proposal, why don't we start letting the young disciples compete now, do you think it's good?"

At this time, Lin Sandao, the head of the Lin family, suddenly stood up and shouted towards where Su Changhe was.

After hearing this, the young disciples of the three major Onmyoji families couldn't help but start gearing up.

For them, they have long been accustomed to such things as fighting.

It can even be said that their hard cultivation on weekdays is all for the glory of today's World War.

As long as they can achieve an excellent result in the competition between the three major families, not only their respective families will have the right to hold a bonfire party next year.

As for themselves, they can also enjoy the top resources of their respective families throughout the year.

It is even possible to have the opportunity to be taught.

In the bonfire party held by the Lin family last year, the Su family's Suning defeated all the young geniuses in the two families in a row and became the champion of the year in one fell swoop.

At that time, all the younger generations still remembered that Su Changhe directly gave him the yellow-level magic weapon "Qingyun Bracelet", which was second only to the treasure of the town clan in public, to defend himself.

"Brother Song Zhong, what do you say they are fighting with? Could it be a bicycle, or Brother Hei, I'll go up and show them a hand? ”

Brother Hei suddenly smiled and said to Song Zhong. Then he pressed between his fists, making a "squeaky ......" sound. The whole person wanted to rush out and compete on stage.

"Brother Hei, don't mess around. They are all onmyoji families, and what they are fighting is also the art of yin and yang. ”

Seeing this, Song Zhong hurriedly grabbed Brother Hei's sleeve and pulled him back.

"Oh, the art of yin and yang is ghost hunting. Brother Hei, I've beaten me too, no problem. Don't worry, friendship first, competition second, I won't cause trouble for the Su family. ”

Brother Hei smiled, revealing two rows of white front teeth.

Song Zhong didn't know what kind of wind Brother Hei was smoking, and as soon as he heard that others were going to fight, he wanted to go up and try it.

"This is a fight, it's okay for Brother Hei to have fun, right?"

Song Zhong, who had just arrived, also didn't understand the rules of the Beichuan realm, so he asked Susan beside him.

"In fact, there are no rules, it's just that the three major families are vying for the right to host the next bonfire. Of course, foreign aid can also be invited, and many of the disciples of these three families are not even bronze-level onmyoji, and they all rely on fists and feet to fight. Brother Hei may really be able to have a ranking. ”

Susan said, and made a joke about the black brother.

Hearing Susan's words, Song Zhong put his heart in his stomach. He just wanted to tell Brother Hei that he could go up.

At this time, a shrill voice came from the next table, "A few little dolls whose hair has not yet grown, do you think that the Onmyoji is so easy to cultivate?" ”