One evening three or four days later, the county government was bustling with activity. Feng Jinfan generously sat down in the main seat, and the master followed closely behind, methodically greeting the wine and serving the food.

The seven people, led by Han Shuangcheng, naturally would not pretend to be polite. Except for Shen Lingyun, who was pale and couldn't drink yet, the rest of the people were filled with the wine from the county master's cellar in the jade bottle. But Wang Fugui put the jade bottle aside, and took a big bowl with a smile to hold the wine. This scene was seen by the county lord Feng Jinfan, and he was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at him, feeling quite sorry for the treasure he had been cellaring for more than 30 years. Is it like the burning knife that burns the wine, and is it drunk in a bowl?

However, Feng Jin Fan is angry, but he can't say it directly, otherwise he will seem to be angry with the county lord of Ape Town. And Wang Fugui pretended to be deaf and dumb naturally, and while drinking the wine in the bowl, he silently calculated in his heart how many sips he had drunk, and this sip was one or two gold.

After three rounds of drinking, everyone was already drunk, like more than a dozen empty wine jars under the hall, staggering. The county lord Feng Jinfan was also in a trance, and at the end of the drink, he also picked up a big bowl and poured wine into a big gulp. Because Feng Jinfan suddenly woke up, damn it, Lao Tzu didn't drink it anymore, and he was all drunk by that little bastard.

On the wine table, only Han Shuangcheng, who was drunk with a thousand cups, and Shen Lingyun, who had not been drunk, were still sober. Yang Chuanjun looked at Su Yanmeng who was counting the wine jar with his head in confusion, and muttered some inaudible drunken words in his mouth. Wang Fugui, Mo Shiping and Wu Du were paralyzed together. Under Wang Fugui's repeated persuasion, Mo Shiping and Wu Dui, who were already unable to drink, lost their sober consciousness not long after.

At this time, Shen Lingyun took a jade bottle, poured some wine, and said solemnly: "Han Daoyou, Shen used this glass of thin wine to thank you for saving your life." After that, Shen Lingyun, who couldn't drink yet, drank all the wine in the cup. As soon as he swallowed the wine, the spicy wine stimulated Shen Lingyun to cough.

Han Shuangcheng gently lifted the jade bottle, then drank it all, and said with a smile: "Shen Daoyou still has to focus on his body. On another day, when Han had time to visit the Hanging Mountain Sect, he was bound to get drunk with Shen Daoyou. ”

Shen Lingyun nodded, then stopped drinking more, hugged his fist slightly towards Han Shuangcheng, and said softly: "A word is a certainty." It's just that as soon as the words fell, Shen Lingyun, who had finished drinking a glass, fell drunk on the wine table. Feng Jinfan, the teacher was also drunk on the table. Yang Chuanjun, who was talking nonsense, stopped squeaking, and Su Yanmeng, who was counting the wine jar with his head down, closed his eyes. Wang Fugui, Mo Shiping and Wu Dui, the three of them leaned on their backs and did not move.

In an instant, in the hall, except for Han Shuangcheng, the other eight people all fell asleep. At this time, a black-robed visitor suddenly sat down next to Han Shuangcheng.

The black-robed visitor was a middle-aged man, with heroic eyebrows and sword eyes, a face like a crown of jade, and a hosta on his head, which was Wei Li who revealed his true appearance.

Wei Li took a jade bottle by himself, poured some precious wine, took a sip, and said with a smile: "Feng Jinfan can't do anything else, this winemaking ability is not bad." ”

"I never thought that although I hadn't stepped into the Three Realms King Realm, you still took the initiative to show up. Han Shuangcheng sighed lightly. He naturally recognized that the black-robed person in front of him was the person who drank with him a few years ago, that is, half of his master.

Wei Li shook the jade bottle in his hand and smiled noncommittally: "You see?"

"If you can't see this, I, Han Shuangcheng, am too stupid. From the moment these two junior disciples entered the Imperial Spirit Sect, you began to work on the layout. Right, National Teacher Wei Li?" Han Shuangcheng chuckled. He went down to the Ape Cry Mountain before, and when he reviewed it alone in his heart, he guessed the identity of the person in front of him. Most of the people who can easily lay out this situation and raise their faces to Song Jiang'er are the suzerains of Lizong, that is, Wei Li, the national teacher of the Li Dynasty.

Wei Li nodded and said with a smile: "Not bad." At the beginning of a whim, he casually dropped a son. ”

When Han Shuangcheng heard this, he frowned, and said angrily: "Then do you know that your light son almost killed Shen Lingyun." I'm your pawn, and it's okay to die. But the other six people, what was wrong, almost died in Ape Cry Mountain. The old headhunter and his entourage of four are already dead! They should not have suffered such an unwarranted disaster, they should not have suffered. ”

After saying that, Han Shuangcheng looked decadent, shook his head, and sighed lightly: "How can you not know that you are a person who holds the son." ”

"That's true. Wei Li smiled and nodded, not denying these facts.

"But, so what? Don't forget, the ultimate purpose of the Imperial Spirit Sect and even the Rite Sect is not for these dispensable chess pieces, but for the decisive son who can make a final decision. Your realm is low, and you can't see the precarious general trend of the world. The worst result is that you and I, like the old headhunter, and the people of the world, are just the difference between going first and leaving later. If you give up the Southern Regions and can protect the world, I Wei Li, I am willing to generously offer the Southern Regions, and be the first to die. ”

"It's a pity that it's not that simple. No one has to die, and no one has to die. For the chess pieces that died in the hands of my Wei Li, I can only say sorry, don't meet me like this in the next life... The Serpent and Scorpion. ”

"Han Shuangcheng, I found you because you are similar to me. That's why I'm happy to put some thought into you. If your final achievement is low, it will not only be me who will be disappointed, but also Shen Lingyun, who was injured because of you, the old headhunter who died because of you, and even more disappointed people will appear in the future. ”

Wei Li drank all the wine in the cup and sighed softly to himself. The number of people who died in vain in his own hands was not many, but it was not a few, which had made Wei Li quietly hide a lot of guilt in his heart. But there are countless people who died in vain at the hands of the old Confucian student, and what a heavy burden does he carry? Wei Li didn't want to think about it, and he didn't dare to think about it.

Han Shuangcheng was silent for a moment, raised his head and drank a glass of wine, and said softly: "But I haven't even entered the royal realm, and I have already disappointed you, them." ”

Wei Li shook his head and said with a smile: "So, you are similar to me." In the eyes of his master, he is not a smart person. Could it be that if I Wei Li said that if you want to enter the Three Realms King Realm, do you have to enter it? If you don't enter, you won't be able to become the Rock Realm, the Sky Breaking Realm, or the Wonderland in the future? If you think so, you will live in the shadow of my Wei Li all your life, and you will not be able to be better than the blue in your life, and this is what disappoints me the most. With that, Wei Li raised his eyes and looked to the north and smiled. When the old Confucian saw himself leaving the Southern Regions, he should have been happy in his heart, right? It's just that he never said it for the sake of face.

When Han Shuangcheng heard this, he raised his lowered head, stared straight at Wei Li, swept away the decline, and returned to his usual calmness, he smiled and said: "Is it the peak of the Nine Realms of the Broken Sky Realm? When the time comes, I don't have to be patient to listen to you talk about these annoying crookedness, right?"

Wei Li shook his head and smiled without saying a word. I, Wei Li, have already entered the Ten Realms of Immortals. When the time comes, whether you want it or not, you must honestly continue to listen to my fallacies.

"In this way, you are the eighth disciple of my Wei Li sect. Song Jiang, the head of the Imperial Spirit Sect, is your senior brother. He gave Wang Fugui a magic weapon that could block the full force of the Rock Realm, which was some careful thinking he moved, secretly reminding you of the way to break the game. But since you haven't seen through it, I don't bother to settle accounts with him. ”

"In addition, you also have a ninth junior brother of the same age, named Li Muzhi. Although he has only just stepped into cultivation, the two of you will soon be able to meet in the Rock Cliff Sect. ”

Han Shuangcheng smiled and nodded. It seems that his ninth junior disciple is a good seedling of immortal cultivation with outstanding talents.

Wei Li is not confined to the etiquette of apprenticeship, one is willing to receive, one is willing to worship, and it is done. I think it was the same when Wei Li worshiped the old Confucian disciples. At that time, Wei Li was just a young master from an ordinary rich and noble family, and he met the old Confucian in the downtown area, and after some conversation, he invited him to drink a drink, and he entered the old Confucian family in a daze. And when Wei Li first met Han Shuangcheng, it was the same. That's why Wei Li said that Han Shuangcheng is really similar to himself, and he doesn't just refer to his personality. Sometimes Wei Li also feels that the word inexplicable fate is wonderful.

Now that the matter is over, Wei Li will not stay here for long, and after drinking the last drop of wine in the cup, he turned into a long rainbow and disappeared into the moonlight. From beginning to end, except for Han Shuangcheng, no one in Ape Cry Town knew that a black robe came in a hurry and left in a hurry. seems to be a high-ranking and powerful national teacher of the Li family, but in fact, most of the time, he has to do everything. This is also a good habit he learned from the old Confucian student.

I'm afraid no one knows how long the old Confucian student has been walking and stopping in this world. In the southern region, in the northern frontier, in the western soil, in the eastern part of the Shenzhou, almost every inch of land has his footprints, and every corner has the foreshadowing he has laid. Therefore, when the general trend comes, the human race can turn danger into disaster again and again. Only a few people know about the existence of the old Confucian student, and he has been hiding it well for a hundred years. If one day, the old Confucian needs to stand up and come to the front of the curtain, it also means that the human race is facing a crucial battle.

...

The next day, it was slightly bright, and the people in the county hall were in a daze before they woke up. Feng Jinfan, who was still wearing an emerald green official robe, gradually darkened his face. What a gaffe, a dignified county lord, actually drunk, if this is stabbed to the county guard by someone with a heart, I am afraid it will be another disaster.

Feng Jinfan greeted the master to clean up the mess, and after hurriedly going to the back hall to wash up, he began to review the mountains of official documents. If you have to do enough to save face, you have to have the appearance of a county lord, and you can't let people grab the handle. This is a superficial official reason, Feng Jinfan still understands it.

In the hall, everyone's expressions were a little embarrassed, and they were also a little puzzled in their hearts, I didn't know what was going on yesterday, sleepiness and drunkenness hit together, and suddenly I fell asleep like this. Especially Su Yanmeng, who was a woman, was a little red at the moment, and took the lead in leaving quickly.

Mo Shiping and Wang Fugui both felt that their heads were a little painful, but they were much more sober than the first time when they had a hangover in Big Turtle Town.

However, the two looked around, but they didn't see Han Shuangcheng. I hurriedly went to the county yanei hall to look around, but I still didn't see it.

"The surname Han is gone?" Wang Fugui scratched his head, his expression a little depressed.

Mo Shiping thought about it, nodded, and said softly: "It should be." Yesterday we were all drunk, and he quietly left. ”

Wang Fugui shook his head and scolded lightly: "The surname Han is really unkind." Somehow... also let the two of us send him off, and he has taken a lot of care along the way. He must be smiling evilly now, we owe him a favor, and with his small-bellied chicken intestines, he must remember it for a lifetime. ”

When Mo Shiping heard this, he glanced at Wang Fugui, who was depressed, and quipped: "Senior Brother Han is also a lover, he probably didn't want to see your sad appearance, so he left quietly, right?"

Wang Fugui turned his head away, quietly rubbed his reddened eyes, and then vetoed repeatedly: "Nonsense! I'm not sad, I still wish the surname Han would leave early." It's just that... There's no fun with someone else to argue with. ”

Mo Shiping's expression was a little embarrassed, how could he not feel that he had been taken care of by Han Shuangcheng a lot along the way.

"Senior Brother Han said that he went to the Panya Sect, the higher-level sect of the Imperial Spirit Sect. As long as we work hard to cultivate, we will go to the Panya Sect one day, and when we meet, it will not be too late to repay the favor. ”

Wang Fugui nodded vigorously, but then his face was embarrassed, and he muttered: "My cultivation speed is too slow, maybe it will be the Year of the Monkey." ”

Mo Shiping shook his head with a smile and comforted: "Anyway, he is a disciple of Song Jiang, a great cultivator of the Eight Realms, and his future is limitless, so you have to be a little confident." ”

Wang Fugui didn't answer, he just snorted, he didn't have a good impression of the old man in charge, and he held a grudge.

Mo Shiping thought for a moment and said softly: "Since the commission has been completed and Senior Brother Han has already left, then there is no point in us staying in Ape Cry Town longer, it is better to leave and return to the Imperial Spirit Sect as soon as possible, so as to prepare for the sect trial in a month and a half." ”

"Hmm. Wang Fugui responded, and he also had this intention. Wang Fugui knew in his heart that he needed to be among the martial artists as soon as possible, otherwise he would be ugly in the sect trial. Many people are staring at the identity of their head disciples, such as the second place in the sect entry trial, Qin Qiaoyuan. He hid a vague hostile gaze at that time, Wang Fugui can remember it.

In the Imperial Spirit Sect, there are not many people like Han Shuangcheng. On the contrary, there are many people like Qin Qiaoyuan. The same is true on the path of cultivation, where people with other scheming accounts for the majority, and unscrupulous people emerge one after another.