"Idle people, etc., we are Daoxia, one of the three major Daomen in the world, and the Daoxia of Zhengyang Daomen. Sun Xiaoman said angrily.

The subordinate bowed, got up and smiled, and said without humility or arrogance: "Among the Dao Heroes, only the Dao Sect is qualified to see the master, which of you has such strength?"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the four people were ugly.

Ying Wuxin said: "In addition to the Dao Sect, do you still have an identity to see your family master?"

"Officials above the seventh rank in the Jin Kingdom, officials above the fifth rank in other countries, and the descendants of the predecessors of the Jinshi in the family, or everyone in the literary world. ”

"How can you be considered a person in the literary world?"

Xia said: "The villain knows his name and works, that is, everyone in the literary world." ”

"Is there any other way?" should be asked again unwillingly.

Xia Daodao: "I didn't have it before, but now I have, and I won the first place in the Spirit Monkey Festival Script Contest Competition, and the lord will naturally meet him in person and award the winners." ”

"Understood. Ying Wuxin nodded, turned around and left, and Li Zhengdao and a few people followed.

"I'm so angry, the rich man of a place has such a big shelf, and he doesn't even care about our Zhengyang Daoxia, what's the big deal?" Sun Xiaoman exhaled.

"His grandson is the prime minister of the Jin State in the current dynasty, how can the shelf be small?"

"Grandson, isn't it, isn't the prime minister in his sixties this year? his grandfather is still alive, and he is the master of the Feng family?" Sun Xiaoman and Bai Miaozhen both opened their mouths in surprise.

Ying Wuxin nodded, "I only heard it on the road, and many people who came from other places to join in the fun were also very surprised to hear that Feng Lao was still alive." ”

"Feng Qinglu's grandfather, Feng Ning, is now one hundred and nineteen years old, and his body is still very strong, and he can take care of himself when he travels, which is really rare. ”

Li Zhengdao was also surprised, "Ordinary people who don't cultivate the Tao, there are not many who are healthy after sixty, and very few can live after eighty, this Feng Lao is still healthy at nearly one hundred and twenty years old, which is really rare." ”

"Perhaps, something good. Ying Wuxin snorted coldly.

"Go to the inn and say. ”

The group went straight to the Nanshui Inn, and when they walked through a street, Ying Wuxin suddenly stopped and looked at the courtyard on the side in a daze.

"What's wrong?" Li Zhengdao looked at and asked curiously.

"There's someone playing the pipa in the inn. "Ying Wuxin pointed to a wooden building in front of him," the voice was desolate and graceful, and he should be a musician. ”

"Taoxi Town is so lively now, what's so strange about a musician?" Sun Xiaoman pouted.

Ying Wuxin nodded, "That's right, it's really normal." ”

After speaking, Ying Wuxin continued to walk forward, listening to the wind technique unfolding, still listening to the music played by the pipa, and gradually became a little engrossed, and almost hit the wall.

"Brother Wuxin, is that music weird?" Li Zhengdao said vigilantly.

Ying unintentionally waved his hand, "No, it's just touching, it feels familiar." ”

"Familiar?" The three of them were stunned again, and Bai Miaozhen said, "Have you heard it before?"

"Never, before going down the mountain, all I listened to was the wind and rain, thunder and lightning in nature, insects and birds. ”

"Then why do you feel familiar?" Li Zhengdao was even more puzzled.

Ying Wuxin frowned and thought, "I can't tell, but I feel that the feelings contained in the voice are very touching and resonant." ”

"Do you want to investigate?" Li Zhengdao suggested.

"No need, maybe this is the power of everyone's musicians, with emotion, let's go back to the inn for now and discuss how to meet Master Feng." Ying Wuxin ended the formula, the sound of the pipa in his ears disappeared, and the noise of the surrounding streets came into his mind again, and the familiar feeling quickly disappeared.

After taking a look at the inn, Li Zhengdao took the lead, and the four of them left on foot.

In a room on the third floor of the Wangyuan Inn, the sound of the pipa was like crying, lingering and sympathetic ripples in the room, and the woman with a masked hat held the pipa in her arms, looked at the street in the gap in the window, and said softly: "Listen to the wind technique, this young man is not small, it seems that you have to be careful in the future." ”

"There is also Li Zhengdao, the chief disciple of Zhengyang Daomen, it seems that he has also started to prepare, only Sun Xiaoman and Bai Miaozhen, these two women were arranged by Li Zhengdao's side, what is the intention, it seems that it needs to be investigated. ”

The woman played the pipa lightly, talking to herself with great interest, with a shallow smile on her face, and her delicate and gorgeous facial features were like flowers, like the moon.

In the small courtyard at the back of the Nanshui Inn, Wang Banxian opened the door, saw the four outside, his eyes lit up, and he greeted with a smile: "Master Dao, two heroines, please come in." ”

After entering the room, Ying Wuxin glanced around, saw that the wooden box was still there, felt a little relieved, sat down and said, "Half Immortal, how did you prepare for the thing you said last time?"

"What's the matter?" asked Wang Banxian as he poured tea.

Ying Wuxin's eyes glared, "What else can I do, the script contest!"

"Oh, it's ready, it's ready. ”

"Where's the stuff?"

"What?"

Ying Wuxin gritted his teeth and wanted to smoke him, "You're ready, what about the transcription?"

Wang Banxian said with a bitter face: "Little Daoist, that novel has seven or eight hundred thousand words, how can I finish copying it in such a short time!"

"How much did you copy?" Ying Wuxin asked angrily.

"Not much. ”

"How much is it?"

Wang Banxian swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "I haven't bought paper, ink, pen and inkstone yet." ”

"You-" should stand up unintentionally, and as soon as his sleeves are flicked, he will do it.

"Ying Wuxin, what are you doing, bullying Wang Lao again, do you have a little respect for the elderly, how long has he been here, you can't leave any work to others, hurry to get it yourself!" Sun Xiaoman couldn't stand it, stood up with a sigh, and scolded angrily.

"What's the matter with you?" Ying Wuxin retorted, he had long been unaccustomed to Sun Xiaoman's nosy stinky problem, he scolded himself last time, and he dared to come this time.

"You bullied Wang Lao, but you just can't do it. ”

Ying Wuxin sneered, looked at Wang Banxian and said, "Did I bully you?"

"No, no, Xiao Dao Ye is good to me, not only saved my life, but also let me follow me, and treat me a hundred times better than my parents. Wang Banxian hugged Ying Wuxin's thigh and cried.

"Since I'm so good to you, shouldn't you do something to show me?" Ying looked at Sun Xiaoman unintentionally and said with bad intentions.

"What does Xiao Dao Ye command, just say. ”

"Beat her up. "You should not inadvertently point at Sun Xiaomandao.

"Are you crazy, do you want to find death?" Sun Xiaoman raised his eyebrows and said with a fierce gaze.

You should put your arms on your chest without intention, smile and watch, and don't speak.

Wang Banxian hesitated for a long time, and finally said with a sad face: "Little Daoist, my cultivation is too low, I am not Miss Sun's opponent!"

"It's not just about strength, it's about courage, if you're brave, she's going to lose. ”

"Really?"

"Naturally, really. ”

Wang Banxian moved his hands and feet, preparing to attack.

"Elder Wang, if you make a move on me, I won't be polite. Sun Xiaoman said angrily.

Wang Banxian nodded, gritted his teeth and rushed forward, Sun Xiaoman's style seal was formed, ready to explode.

"I've beaten people, Daoxia has beaten ordinary people, and I'm still an old man in my sixties and seventies, everyone come and see!" Ying Wuxin howled.

"You are shameless......" Sun Xiaoman scolded angrily, stomped his feet back angrily, and did not dare to touch Wang Banxian at all.

Li Zhengdao watched from the side, and laughed out loud, and so did Bai Miaozhen.