In the evening, the Golden Line Villa entertained the elders and disciples of the five sects with good wine and food.

At noon the next day, the evening was served with the same good wine and food. It's just that in the past two days, only the elders of the five sects have drunk by themselves, and there are no people from the Golden Thread Mountain Villa to accompany them.

After each banquet, He Chengqi, the son of the owner of the Golden Line Villa, would accompany the elders of the five sects to drink tea. And He Changle, the owner of Golden Line Villa, has never been seen.

Until the third day, the noon feast.

"Hahaha, Lao He, you kid is here. What bullshit is busy until now, let the old brother drink by himself every day. Say, "If you owe this, how can you pay us back?"

Han Molin has drunk a lot in the past few days, and he seems to be much more arrogant when he speaks.

"Hehehe. What else can I do? Good wine and good food are enough! Waiting for a few masters anytime and anywhere. So, how many brothers have nothing to say?"

He Changle, the owner of Golden Line Villa. At the age of about fifty, his temples are a little gray. Long hair is tied at the back and falls out naturally. The robe was black and embroidered with gold thread. The tone is hearty and unpretentious.

"Don't have anything to say, we stay in the sect every day, how can we have time to come to this Golden Thread Villa to drink and have fun. Lao He is clearly tricking us!"

The white fat man spoke first, not agreeing at all.

"Oh. That's not enough, so what does Brother Han Zhun want me to do?"

He Changle asked the white fat man Han Zhun.

"When we go in two days, we will have twenty fine cloths for each of them. The whole fan of cured pork, marinated mutton, jerky beef, the more the merrier. ”

The sturdy farmer's eyes lit up, and he quickly grabbed the conversation and said.

"Hahaha, Brother Wang Li's proposal, or will it work?"

He Changle was not angry but happy when he heard it, and said with a smile.

"I said, Lao Wang, you Baiploughing Courtyard worships heaven and earth as gods, and the land is the ancestor, but at best you are some rich people. What does the Golden Thread Villa do? What kind of person is Lao He Changle? A serious businessman! He wants 20 pieces of cloth and a whole fan of pigs, cattle and sheep? Why don't you let us pay off the entire sect!"

The nouveau riche in the golden silk robe laughed at the farmer who spoke before.

"Hahaha, Brother Yumanjin is very right. If you can settle accounts with Lao He Bibi here, you will be full of gold! Duobao Pavilion is nominally the five authentic sects, but in fact, all your thoughts are on doing business. Day by day, the crackling of the small abacus Barra is not too noisy. Earn so much money, and don't help a few brothers. ”

The scholar took over the conversation, there was no politeness in his words, and his mouth was very damaged.

"Alas, Alas, Brother Meng. It's not the same if you order ink? Nominally, it's a martial arts sect, but in fact it likes to teach. Every day Confucius Menglaozhuang, more than a dozen academies under its name. You want to start from the baby and establish the prestige of the ink shop. These literati, stripped of their skins, are mostly Sven scum. ”

The gold-clothed nouveau riche who has been made into jade and gold speaks even more freely. The damage of the lower mouth is more than a step better than that of a scholar, and it is also damaged and poisonous. It's not a real buddy, just this sentence, it's going to make a fuss.

"What do you know about a nouveau riche! We teach and educate people, enlighten people's hearts, and make immeasurable merits. You stinky businessmen, how can you compare with our scholars who teach and educate people! Hmph!"

Scholar Meng Yan is a reader, and he has the style of a reader. When he opened his mouth, he counted all the businessmen in the world. Tsundere to the extreme.

"You can't afford to provoke you who read the books of Confucius and Mencius. However, let's be honest. We give less of the annual praise fund. It can enable more children to read and become literate and human. Dig out something outside of your body, no problem. Together, we have made great contributions. ”

The nouveau riche Yu Manjin didn't continue to quarrel with Meng Shusheng, but set it up.

"Well, in this way, it is the way of my Confucian and Mencian sages. There is no class in education, how can money be separated. Although I ordered the academy under the name of Ink Studio, the tuition fee was not cheap. But we went to the countryside to teach and broadcast the Fa alms. But he didn't take a penny, and he brought his own dry food. Whoever goes out for half a month and comes back must not lose five pounds of meat. ”

Meng Shusheng said that he didn't take a penny and brought his own dry food. The expression is extremely proud, as if the ink shop is the incarnation of Confucius and Mencius Laozhuang, on behalf of the ancient and modern sages, teaching the way of the ancient and modern sages.

"Hahaha, the merits of Dianmo Zhai are immeasurable, we all know it. Golden Thread Villa sent a few two fine silk horses and half a fan of cured pork. It can be regarded as a few apologies to the elder brother, and it will never be counted as a posterior. How?"

"Hahaha, Lao He finally had some blood. It's not in vain that our brothers played this good show. ”

Han Molin spoke. The meaning of the words is that this quarrel was discussed by them a long time ago.

"Hahaha. Brother Han is real, and he has a temper. I don't know it. But the share of Duobao Pavilion should be given to a little ink shop, Brother Yumanjin, do you have any opinions?"

Lao He smiled, he didn't care at all. He looked at Yu Manjin and asked.

"What does this mean? What is the reason why I have no money in Duobao Pavilion? Ten good silk, ten whole pigs, ten whole salted sheep, and ten whole dried cattle. With Lao He, I gave it to Dian Mozhai. Brother Meng said well, there is no class in education, how can money be separated. No matter how hard you are, you can't be miserable for your children, and no matter how poor you are, you can't be poor in education. I, Duobao Pavilion, have never cared about things outside of my body in this matter. ”

"Brother Jade is atmospheric!"

"Duobao Pavilion Giant!"

"Hahahaha!"

At this moment, not far from the Golden Thread Villa, a young man in white led a horse.

After Lin Zhanqing asked the Moon Master Uncle clearly in Liuyun Mountain, he hurried towards the Golden Line Villa non-stop. Finally, I arrived at lunchtime today.

Although it's not good to rush to eat, Lin Zhanqing can't take care of it.

Knocking on the gate of the Golden Line Villa, the doorman who opened the door asked about the intention, and immediately entered the villa to report.

After a while, the doorman came out and respectfully welcomed Lin Zhanqing in.

Lin Zhanqing, under the guidance of the foyer, walked directly to the open-air courtyard where the disciples had dinner.

"Senior Sister Han's martial arts talent and good character are good. ”

"Senior Sister Han is so amazing and beautiful, which makes us envious and admired. ”

"Senior Sister Han is like a fairy in the sky, she is really fortunate to have three lives. ”

"Senior Sister Han is so smart, I'm afraid that only heavenly immortals can match it. ”

There are constantly people coming to greet and greet politely, and Han Yuning can only socialize. Compared to the first day, the socialization is more serious. It's just a word, a hello, that's all.

The fight between Han Yuning and Chen Cao has completely made Han Yuning the object of discussion among disciples. are all words praised by Han Yuning's excellent character, talent and appearance, and outstanding martial arts.

At least at this gathering, Han Yuning has become the number one celebrity.

There are those who boast, and naturally there are those who scold. But no matter what they say, at the very least, the disciples of the five sects gathered here will not take it seriously. Of course, there are female disciples in each sect who are better than Han Yuning, and there is definitely more than one.

Just when Han Yuning was greeting the disciples of the various sects without thinking. Both ears heard a familiar sound of footsteps coming from the corridor at the courtyard gate. Looking up, the eyes that had been dull for a few days regained their agility and instantly rejuvenated. Then, tears welled up, but they never burst the embankment.

"Brother Zhan!"

As soon as Brother Zhan's three words came out, Han Yuning immediately ran towards Lin Zhanqing and rushed into Lin Zhanqing's arms.

Lin Zhanqing knew that he had made his master and sister Han Yuning worried, and he also knew what Han Yuning's actions meant. But he couldn't dodge, and he couldn't dodge. In front of all the disciples of the Five Sects, he hugged Han Yuning.

"Why did you come back!" Han Yuning asked with a crying voice.

"I went to look for a present, but I was delayed on the way. Lin Zhanqing smiled and replied heartily.

"Where's the gift, give it to me!" Han Yuning stretched out his hand.

"Here. Lin Zhanqing took out a one-foot-square flat box from his arms.

Han Yuning didn't look at it, and kicked it up. A smile on his face.

When everyone present saw this, they immediately understood what was going on. The voices rang out, and the looks were different. There is envy, there is jealousy, there are blessings.

Lin Zhanqing hurriedly greeted everyone and quickly sat down on the table with Han Yuning. And the crowd dispersed, and went on to their own work.

At night, the living room of the Golden Thread Villa is used to discuss secrets.

He Changle, the owner of the Golden Line Villa, sat on the main seat, and the elders of the five sects were here.

He Changle was the first to speak:

"I don't need to say much about the purpose of your coming here. The Demon Dao has already struck a few times, and my righteous path hasn't fought back yet. If there is no attitude, the righteous path will not become a bunch of wrecks who will only be beaten!"

Han Molin was the first to speak:

"What Brother He said is extremely true, and it coincides with the heads of various factions. That's why we're here. ”

"Thanks to the high opinion of the heads of the sects, I want the Golden Thread Villa to be in charge of this operation, I am really ashamed. ”

Han Zhun, the white and fat man of the Yan Law Gate, opened his mouth and said:

"Brother He doesn't need to be humble, the Golden Thread Villa has a profound heritage. And it is a rare family of righteous paths with a clear position. The Golden Thread Villa was in charge of the operation, and everyone was convinced. ”

"Thanks to the love of all sects, I am always happy to do my best to live up to expectations. ”

Wang Li, the sturdy farmer of the Hundred Cultivation Courtyard, opened his mouth and asked:

"What is the specific plan for this operation?"

Brother Wang asked just right. According to my Golden Line Villa, three hundred miles to the west, there is the impermanence gate of the Demon Dao Sect. This time, I'll take the door of impermanence. ”

Hearing this, Duobao Pavilion Yu Manjin opened his mouth and said:

"Impermanence is a good place to start. There are three masters of the Impermanence Gate, Cao Wei, the head of the soul hooking sword, and Cao Wei's two junior disciples. Away from the soul sword yin, the soul sword yang returns. There are many disciples, hundreds of them. There are only 100 people who can be used, and those who can be called elites are at best 20 people. ”

Dian Mo Zhai Meng Yan followed Yu Manjin's words and said:

"You don't need to go all out to deal with impermanence. Four of the six of us went to the disciples, and seventy percent of the disciples we brought. It's more than enough. I just don't know if the Gate of Impermanence is prepared in advance?"

"Brother Meng Yan is thoughtful. It is impossible to reveal the news, and it is even more impossible to prepare for the gratuitous door. It's nothing more than a means to prepare some things just in case, and we'll go to five people. Today, another disciple of Liuyun Mountain came to him, so that there are a total of twenty-seven disciples of the five sects. Seven people were left, and ten people came out of my Golden Thread Villa. There are thirty people in total, all of whom are elite disciples. Absolutely sufficient. ”

"That's a good arrangement!"

"It's well planned!"

"In this way, nothing will go wrong!"

"Remember, brothers, we're here to show our attitude. So you have to do your best, but you don't have to be a killer. The Righteous Path Demon Dao this time, and it's early!"