After that, I talked to the new Maoshan head for a while, and when I saw that it was not early, I took my leave. Yu Xuanji didn't leave me either, after all, tomorrow afternoon is when he officially takes over as the head of the teaching, and there must be a lot of affairs to deal with, so send me to the door of the study, and go back to continue to write.

I came out of the courtyard, and as soon as I turned out of the courtyard, I bumped into a man head-on. It was Senior Sister Zhong, who was dressed in white and snowy, standing quietly at the gate of the courtyard, glanced at me, and said, "Follow me." Then he turned and went west.

I was slightly stunned, looking at her appearance, as if she had been waiting for me at the gate of this courtyard. Seeing that she was walking very fast, he didn't have time to ask, so he followed. After walking a few steps, I arrived in front of a small courtyard, which was very close to Yu Xuanji's residence, and there was nothing else in it, just an old locust tree. Follow Senior Sister Zhong into the house and enter the house. She didn't light the lamp, the room was dark, she pointed to a chair, and said, "Sit down." ”

I answered, and sat down, and looked around, for the furnishings of the room were so simple that they did not at all look like a young woman's quarters.

This Senior Sister Zhong didn't sit down, but stood there, glanced at me, and said, "Have you seen him?" ”

She was a little clueless when she asked this, but after thinking about it, she knew who she was asking. Hurriedly said: "I've seen it, Mr. Zhong ......" In front of her, I didn't dare to call "dead face".

It's just that before I finished speaking, I was interrupted by her: "How is he?" ”

My heart darkened slightly, and I told the story of the dead man's death in southern Xinjiang. This Senior Sister Zhong listened quietly, but she didn't speak for a long time. I secretly glanced at her, and saw that she was beautiful, but her expression was cold, and after hearing about the dead man's face, there was no change in her face, and there was no trace of sadness.

I mostly heard about the dead man's face from the old camel and the old man Wang, and I knew that the dead man's face fought with Ji Hanguang back then, his wife died tragically, and the young Senior Sister Zhong was sent to the Maoshan faction to raise her. And it is rumored in the world that her mother was killed by her father, I am afraid that this Senior Sister Zhong hates the face of the dead to the core.

I wondered in my heart whether I should find a chance to explain to her, but this thing is really bizarre, I'm afraid this Senior Sister Zhong won't believe it easily.

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard her say, "I heard that you have his mantle." ”

I said yes. Although I don't have a mentorship with Dead Face, he did pass on to me what he had learned all his life.

When Senior Sister Zhong heard this, she didn't have any expression on her face, as if she was talking about someone who had nothing to do with her. At first glance, she looks a little like Qingzi, both of them are cold. But Qingzi's kind of person, half of them are the eldest lady's coldness, and the other half is idleness who ignores people. But this Senior Sister Zhong is different, her indifference, that kind of eyes, are like condensed frost, which makes people feel cold.

I thought to myself, wondering what she had called me here for. It's just that after she said this, she didn't speak again, and stood on the ground with her back.

There was silence in the room, and I waited for a while, then smiled: "Senior sister, speaking of which, we are our own people." "I'm close to it, but it's also true, if you get involved in the relationship of a dead person, my relationship with this Senior Sister Zhong is quite close.

After saying this, I was about to take the opportunity to explain the matter of the dead face to her, when I heard her say, "You can go." With a wave of her sleeves, she went straight into another room, presumably her bedroom.

When I saw this, I withdrew from the house. I walked out of the courtyard and walked to my residence, but I had some doubts in my heart, and I couldn't see through the actions of this Senior Sister Zhong. Her face was full of joy and anger, and she couldn't see the true intention in her heart, and she didn't know what kind of feelings she had for the dead man's face.

Thinking like this, he went all the way back to the Waizhai Daoyuan, but the lion's head was still asleep, and asked me a few more words about the surname Yu. There are a lot of things that are so important that I can't talk about them for a while, so I vaguely passed them over.

The next morning, the reckless spirit came to us and brought breakfast by the way. The three of them ate together, and according to the reckless spirit, most of the invited guests had arrived by now. I asked who was in attendance.

This question made me know that there were a lot of guests invited this time, and it was very grand. In addition to the two major Fu Gong sects of the Heavenly Master Dao and the Qingwei Sect, there are many large and small sects in the Dao Gate, including the Yellow Crane Temple.

As soon as I heard the "Yellow Crane View", I asked if the reckless spirit was the horse face who came in person. The reckless spirit laughed and said, "You keep talking about horses, if you are heard by the Chengfeng Dao Chief, you won't tilt your nose?" You guessed it right, our Maoshan faction is in charge of such a major event, and he, the master, naturally has to come to the door in person. ”

I let out an "um" and listened to the reckless spirit say something else. It turned out that this time not only Daomen, but also many folk artists also accepted the invitation, and the Huangmen and Wenjia on the shore of Dongting Lake were also invited.

"It's the Yellow Gate that Miss Huang is back." Reckless Jing smiled, and when he said this, he said, "No, it should be called Mrs. Wen now, she alone represents the Yellow Gate and the Wen family." ”

I let out an "oh". It seems that Huang Lei has the support of the Yellow Gate, and she is quite smooth in the Wen family. In addition to her, there were also two old men, Uncle Song and Second Master Wen.

While talking, the three of them ate breakfast, and were led around by the reckless spirit, only to see the entire Maoshan Taoist courtyard swept away, and a group of Maoshan disciples came and went in a hurry, their faces were full of excitement.

Reckless Jing smiled and said: "You don't know, I have always been worried that my Uncle Yu will not be the head of the sect, so I can be relieved now." ”

I was curious and asked, "How?" "After all, Yu Xuanji is known as the chief disciple of the Daomen, his cultivation is profound, and he is the personal disciple of Wang Zhiyuan's old man, so it is really reasonable for him to come to be the head of the sect.

Reckless Jing said: "You don't know my Uncle Yu's temperament. He's a man, a little idle and wild, and he doesn't pay much attention to the things in the door. I was a little surprised that he had taken over the position of head coach this time. ”

I thought to myself, this is probably because of Wang Zhiyuan's old man. This old man has taken his life to fill the hole, how can Yu Xuanji, a disciple, still push away this burden?

It was almost noon, and all the guests had an early meal and gathered in front of the Yuanfu Palace on the south side of the MPF Peak. At this time, a group of Maoshan disciples had already separated and guided the guests into place. The lion's head looked at it and sighed: "This Maoshan faction has been very famous in recent years, and it doesn't seem to be blown out." ”

Reckless glanced at him and said with a smile: "With your old boast, I don't dare to take it seriously." ”

As we were talking, we saw a group of people walking towards us. The first one was a beautiful woman in a yellow shirt, with her hair tied in a bun, and she looked much more mature than before. is the eldest lady of the Yellow Gate, and now the wife of the Wen family.

"Brother Lu." As soon as Huang Lei approached, she called with a smile. In front of so many people, it is natural to use the previous title. Uncle Song and Second Master Wen also came, and they came forward to greet me. In addition, there was another acquaintance, Wen Renfeng's younger brother Wen Renlong, who stood behind, glanced at me, hesitated for a moment, and then stepped forward to say hello.

Looking at this person's appearance, I'm afraid he still has some doubts about what happened before.

After that, the human dragon came to the side of the reckless spirit and went to talk to her. Reckless smiled and replied.

While he was talking, he heard someone shout, "Who is that?" Why are there still guests arriving at this time? ”

Looking down at the peak, I saw a group of people winding up the mountain road towards the MPF Peak. Look at the number of people, but there are quite a few, and I am afraid that there are forty or fifty people. Someone said curiously: "Who is so loud?" Someone else said, "I've just seen that all the people who should have come should have come, but who are these people?" ”

While everyone was discussing, they saw Chen Qing and Wu Kai leading several disciples to hurriedly greet them. After a while, I saw them leading the group to climb the peak, and the two Maoshan disciples who greeted the guests at the mountain gate shouted in unison: "The incense burning meeting, the descent of the sect, and the Wuji Gate greeting the guests have arrived!" ”

When these words came out, there was an immediate commotion in front of the Yuanfu Palace, and everyone was talking. I'm also curious, these three sects have just formed a big enmity with the Daomen, are they like the small tea house wedding banquet, uninvited? But this Maoshan ancestral garden is not the same as the small tea house, not to mention that there are many guests now, even if it is the power of the Maoshan faction, I am afraid that the people of these three sects will not return.