Chapter 9: The Writer of Gold and Silver (Page 1/1)

As one of the five wealthy families in the Golden and Silver City, the Wen family naturally occupies a relatively core position in the city, and the vermilion courtyard wall with the gilded roof is very eye-catching from a distance. Without the guidance of passers-by, Xuanyi led Guanghui and Guangshan to the destination of this trip quickly.

Before Xuanyi arrived, he rejected Puzhi's offer to buy him a luxury carriage, and the three of them came to Wenfu on foot. Several Wenfu guards came up from afar, and the leader of the small leader asked uncertainly: "But the true martial master of Huyan Zen Temple?"

Xuanyi clasped his hands together: "Little monk Huyan Zen Temple Zhenwu." ”

"Hurry up and get through the family master, the true martial master has arrived. The leader turned around and instructed one of his subordinates to go back to the house to report first, and he led the three of them into the house with an extremely respectful attitude.

As soon as the group entered the house and walked through the middle gate, several women were already waiting by the road with children, as if they wanted to see the "master". Xuanyi ignored everyone's surprised eyes and bowed to them.

After about five more minutes, Xuanyi finally saw the main master, a tall thin man with gray temples leading a group of people to wait outside the lobby.

"Left and right, come with me to meet the Zhenwu Master!" The man was naturally Wen Bin, the head of the Wen family, and with his order, the people present saluted the three Zhenwu to show respect, which really gave enough face.

Since Xuanyi "parachuted" to take over the position of abbot, Wen Bin immediately began to send people to find out his relevant information, it is said that the best horses are tired of a few horses, but fortunately, the information obtained in the end made Wen Bin extremely satisfied, just the first person among the four generations of disciples to take over as the abbot of the branch temple made him think about it.

"The little monk Huyan Zen Temple's abbot Zhenwu has seen the head of the family. "When you meet for the first time, the necessary etiquette needs to be thorough.

"Master Zhenwu, please come inside!"

"The head of the house, please!"

Xuanyi sat on the main seat at the invitation of Wen Bin, and the mother of the Wen family and the male descendants sat in turn on the left and right. The Buddhist monks basically eat fasting, and occasionally a small number of warrior monks will secretly taste the meat, so there are eight exquisite "fast dishes" placed in front of the Xuanyi, and there is wine and meat in front of the Guanghui Guangshan below.

"Master Zhenwu, I salute you with a cup!" Wen Bin was twenty years old when he first took charge of the Wen family, and the entire Wen family was thriving under his control, and now thirty years have passed, although he is full of gray hair, but his spirit is excellent, and he is not inferior to the younger generations at all.

The banquet was held in a peaceful atmosphere, during which several juniors of the Wen family rushed forward to toast, hoping to be familiar. Xuanyi unhurriedly tasted the food in front of him and responded one by one, maintaining his "monk" demeanor.

At the end of the banquet, the guests and hosts were happy.

"Master Zhenwu, why don't you rest in the old mansion tonight?" Wen Bin proposed, he was afraid that Xuanyi would refuse, so he continued to persuade: "There are more than 3,000 out-of-print scriptures from all dynasties in the old mansion, and there are also a lot of martial arts for the master to refer to. ”

"In this case, the little monk will talk to the head of the family. Xuanyi saw that it was getting late, and in order to avoid unnecessary trouble on the way back, he finally decided to stay for one night.

Later, Xuanyi was led to a high-class wing room, the room has been lit with precious incense, the furniture and carpets in the room are all newly added, and a corner of the wing room is also very intimate placed incense case futon for Xuanyi to meditate and chant sutras, all of which obviously the Wen family has already prepared.

At midnight, Xuanyi waved off the attendant sitting on the futon and pretending to sleep, the treasure light under the wide robe flowed, and the warm light was emitted from the white jade Buddha beads held by Xuanyi's hand, according to the master Jingmo, this string of Buddha beads given by the abbot Jingxuan has an extraordinary function, but Jingmo is not easy to say, and Xuanyi needs to explore the method by himself.

The vegetation in the courtyard of the Wen family was luxuriant, and it was quite beautiful in the silver moonlight, and Xuanyi walked through the courtyard and suddenly stopped somewhere.

"Who is it, come out!" Xuan Yi stood suddenly, his hands raised slightly, and the internal force under his palms rose wildly, and the next second a thunder blow could be issued.

"Great... Master!" a figure cowered from behind a dwarf tree.

"The eyes of heaven are open!" Xuan Yi stretched out a finger and gently picked up the jade between his foreheads, the eyes of heaven between his eyebrows suddenly opened, and a red light between the electric lights and flints shot towards the figure. The figure retreated in panic, and finally fell to the ground with a "plop". The red light traveled through his body thoroughly, marking all the weak points one by one, and there were as many as thirteen in detail.

The latter's panicked face was also clearly reflected by the red light, and it turned out to be just a boy about eleven or twelve years old.

Since he was able to appear in the backyard of the Wen family's family at this time, he must also be Wen Bin's son and nephew, and sure enough, the boy's information was completely presented under Mu Zhixin's scanning.

1. "Personal Identity:

Wen Ruoyu, male, 11 years old, the son of the Wen family in Jinyincheng, ranked eighteenth. ”

2. "Combat Capability Assessment:

Competency Level D,

Power 1100,

Potential???。 ”

3. "Basic Attributes:

。。。

Xuanyi only read the previous part of the information and became very interested in the child in front of him, in Xichuan Province, where martial arts are relatively low, there are very few children of the same age whose combat effectiveness exceeds the D level, and what surprises Xuanyi even more is that this Wen Ruoyu's potential rating is actually an uncertain "???", this situation is the first time Xuanyi has seen it in others.

As for the reason why Wen Ruoyu appeared outside his room at this moment, Xuanyi can roughly guess without thinking about it - his identity is the concubine of the Wen family.

At the dinner, Xuanyi found that the heirs of the Wen family were extremely prosperous, and there were more than dozens of concubines from each room who came to toast.

"Wen Ruoyu, you are secretly following me, do you have something important?" Xuan Yi asked.

Wen Ruoyu looked frightened, he rushed to Xuanyi with a rolling belt, knocked his head on the ground several times, and said earnestly: "I implore the master to accept me as a disciple to take refuge in Buddhism, and from now on I will never give up being a cow and a horse!"

Xuanyi looked at the latter carefully, although he was a little thin, his slender limbs were a good material for practicing martial arts. Seeing Xuanyi looking at himself with burning eyes, Wen Ruoyu couldn't help but lower his head slightly, there was a huge columnar birthmark on the right side of his face hidden in the dark, this terrifying birthmark not only occupied almost the entire right side of his face, but also extended to the bottom of his neck.

Wen Ruo's foolish face was like ashes, he knew that his terrifying dignity was difficult to impress the person in front of him, he lowered his head, his fists clenched like a criminal waiting for a verdict.

Finally, Xuanyi's voice sounded faintly: "Go back, today is not suitable." ”

Sure enough, he was still rejected! The strength around Wen Ruoyu seemed to be drained in an instant, and the tears in his eyes slowly slid down as he sat on the ground, and he couldn't remember how many times he was rejected.

Suddenly, he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and the whole person stood up suddenly, carefully recalling what Xuanyi had just said: "Today... What about tomorrow?"

He clenched his fist fiercely towards the place where the Xuanyi disappeared, and rekindled his hope excitedly burrowed into the bushes and quickly left.

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