Chapter 50: Backstab?!
In Dongchu Jianzhuang, at the beginning of the day, a column of wine and food was placed on the top of the mountain.
Mrs. Chu came back in the middle of the night, without saying a word, and before dawn, she said that she would set up a banquet to catch the wind and wash the dust, which was really hard to understand.
Some of the guest qing's faces were still a little tired, although the monk Disheng was out of the ordinary, he still had to rest often, and he was so tormented that he didn't dare to speak.
The blue-robed man walked over and shouted, "Over there, why is it so messy, put it in order." β
"Eh, you clean all the tables and chairs with the true spirit."
The outer door guest who was summoned to the dawn sighed, how did the true spirit use it? And with so many tables and chairs, he will be too tired to drink for a while.
Xiang Liming followed behind the outer doorman, carefully inspecting it.
Mrs. Chu loves cleanliness very much, and she can't tolerate a trace of filth, he knows it.
The blue-robed man took it with one hand and looked into the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.
Mrs. Chu went out before dawn, and then sent him a message, saying that she wanted to set up wine to catch the wind, which was also the first time this kind of thing.
What can make her like this is probably not Xu Zhien, but Wei Xia Zhi who came some time ago.
Wei Xia Zhi is favored, and everyone sees it.
After all, Wei Xia Zhi often went in and out of Mrs. Chu's high-rise building, and Mrs. Chu's attitude towards him was even more incomprehensible.
The pianist of the seventh-order martial artist should be the chief guest?
Everyone didn't dare to be angry or speak, so they could only hold back.
Xiang Liming saw that it was almost there, so he found a place and waited quietly.
The three-story low building, in the residence of Wei Xia Zhi and Ye Wei.
The woman in the blue dress sat at the table, facing the bronze mirror, and lightly smeared some blush on her face.
After breaking through to the Qi Gathering Realm, although her appearance is not as good as that of Mrs. Chu, and it is much worse than Mengqing, she is also flawless, and she is a beauty without rouge and gouache.
Ye Wei stood up, not in a hurry, carefully combed her hair, and was going out to greet her in a while, but she couldn't be sloppy, she had to dress up beautifully.
On the platform in front of the seven-story building, the blue-robed man suddenly lowered his head and clenched his fists.
The same is true of more than 100 guest secretaries.
"Madameβ"
No one dared to raise their heads, so they didn't know that the woman in white still had a young man in white at hand.
Wei Xia Zhi took off the black robe on his body and was asked to change into a clean white robe.
Wei Xia Zhi was unwilling, and there was no change of clothes, who knew that this woman had to ask him to change into clean clothes, and what was even more outrageous was that she had prepared them for him?
Xiang Liming raised his head slightly, he had already seen that there was still Wei Xia Zhi beside Mrs. Chu.
"Greetings Madame, greetings to Chief Wei."
The other guests paused, only to find that there was still Wei Xia Zhi, and then shouted to Liming's voice in unison: "Welcome Chief Wei." β
Phew-
The two fell to the ground, Mrs. Chu raised her hand, and her voice was cold, "No need to be polite, sit down." β
Wearing a palace dress, she was dignified and elegant, and after changing into a plain white robe, the coldness made people shiver.
Mrs. Chu didn't sit down, so naturally they didn't dare to sit yet.
Wei Xia Zhi turned his head back and forth, and said secretly: "Hasn't Ye Wei come over yet?" β
His joy was greater than his sorrow now, and he couldn't wait to tell her the good news that he was able to practice.
Xiang Liming came up and saluted with his fists and asked, "Deacon Xu... Haven't come back yet? β
Mrs. Chu nodded slightly, "There's no need to worry. β
"It's a subordinate who talks too much." Xiang Liming bowed his head and took a few steps back, then turned around and said, "All the guests from the inner and outer doors should sit down." β
Since the host left, Mrs. Chu has never participated in this kind of banquet again.
Hearing the greeting to Dawn, everyone sat down.
"Chief Wei, come on, come on, have a few drinks."
"Hahaha-"
"Master Weiqin, old man... I wonder why it took you so long to come back, it turned out that you were with your wife, and I will have a drink first. β
Yu Yangping's old pianist raised a glass of wine, he was older, more bold, and drank it all.
Wei Xia Zhi was not here, but Yu Yangping toasted, and he also wanted to return the wine.
After going there for a drink, people kept coming over to toast him, which made him a little big.
"Master Weiqin, my song "Flowing Flowers", after listening to you play it a few times, I have some experience, I will come and listen to it later..."
Wei Xia Zhi nodded again and again, and after accompanying a few glasses of wine, half of his good mood was gone.
Xiang Liming came over to toast, "Brother Wei, you and Deacon Xu are not here, but they are tired of us, especially Steward Ye, who works up and down to manage the affairs of Jianzhuang, and I can't bear to see it from my brother." β
Wei Xia Zhi nodded, smiled and drank half a glass of wine, not paying too much attention to these trivial things.
Mrs. Chu was standing downstairs at this time, looking at this side, her face soft.
The morning sun is just right, a few glasses of wine are down, the young man is blown in the sun, and his slightly reddened cheeks are the most beautiful pictures she hides in her heart at this time.
After being poured a few more glasses of wine, without the true qi of the martial artist dantian, Wei Xia Zhi didn't know how to use the true spirit to dissolve the wine qi, and he was already a little drunk at this time.
"Ahem... Ladies and gentlemen, that's how much Wei drinks. β
"Chief Wei, what's the joke?"
"Two more drinks..."
These guests have already reacted, this is a banquet for Mrs. Chu to catch the wind and wash the dust, and it is clearly prepared for Wei Xia Zhi.
A woman in a blue dress came from a distance, and after saluting Mrs. Chu from afar, she walked towards the young man in white.
Wei Xia Zhi was a little dizzy, there was a commotion here, and he didn't hear the familiar footsteps.
Mrs. Chu's attention was completely on the young man, and she didn't want to deal with Ye Wei.
Come so late, give her a second steward, do you really think you are a big official?
The woman in white downstairs looked at it, maybe the young man's face at this time was too moving, and she didn't know where she had gone.
"Huh? It's the second steward who is here. β
"Steward Ye, come on, come and have a few drinks..."
Wei Xia Zhi was a little sluggish, and after hearing the word Ye Steward, he shook his head slightly, and instantly sobered up a lot.
He waved his hand again and again, pushed away the wine handed in front of him, and said with a smile: "Wei Mou has drunk so much today." β
The woman in the blue dress had no expression on her face and slowly walked behind the young man.
Wei Xia Zhi put down the wine glass, turned his head sideways and said, "Wei, I can repair... Alright..."
Poof!
It was quiet, and the more than 100 monks who were drinking and eating were all quiet.
Wei Xia Zhi slowly lowered his head, raised his hand, and touched his chest.
"It's... The tip of the sword? β
With Wei Xia Zhi's experience in fighting so many battles, there is every chance to dodge this sword, but no, except for her father and mother, the person who can be trusted the most is her.
At that moment just now, nine black shadows swept by, and the few Disheng monks beside Wei Xia Zhi didn't react at all.
"Nine Shadows Sword Technique?" I don't know who asked suspiciously.
"Uh..."
Wei Xia Zhi's mind was blank, and he called softly: "Wei..."
He still didn't seem to believe that she was actually going to stab her sword at him.
"Slut? How dare you?! β
Mrs. Chu downstairs had already reacted, and after she glanced over there, she disappeared in an instant.
Bang β
Three black shadows flashed, and the woman in white who was about to go to the young man's side was beaten back, and there were three more men in Taoist robes above the banquet.
The middle-aged Taoist led by him touched his chin and asked, "Senior Sister Chu, more than 20,000 people died over there, have you heard?" β
Mrs. Chu's face was ugly, and her eyes were staring at that side.
Wei Xia Zhi gradually came back to his senses, and his voice was hoarse, "Why..."
Ye Wei's eyes were very calm, calm to the point of sluggishness, her hands and feet were a little stiff, and she slowly pulled out the long sword that pierced the young man.
Laugh at...
Wei Xia Zhi didn't get a response, touching his chest, it was warm there.
It was a deadly sword, so lethal that you couldn't feel the pain at all.
The boy fell slowly, and before he could hit the ground, he was choked by the neck by a hand.
"Hehe, what's wrong with Chief Wei?"
The blue-robed man didn't care about the blood splashed on his body at all, so he carried the young man and looked at the woman in white over there.
As if being manipulated, Ye Wei took a step back very stiffly and remained motionless.
Wei Xia Zhi actually had a little strength to resist, but the sword pierced through the heart, and the pain and incomprehension that slowly hit him had made him lose any thoughts.
Click...
Blood dripped down the boy's arm, forming a column of blood, and so did his life.
A boy-like girl hugged a child covered in blood tightly, squatting silently under the tree, not listening to the flowers, not looking at the afterglow, only looking at the boy in his arms who had his eyes gouged out and had no breath.
"Hehe... At that time, I thought she was also a man. β
After Wei Xia Zhi vaguely imagined the scene from seven years ago, his consciousness slowly dissipated.