Chapter 129: Huashan Faction
Chen Xiaobin said with some displeasure when he heard this: "Third Senior Brother, is it interesting for you to say this?"
The third senior brother grinned and said, "Fourth junior brother, it's just a joke, why take it seriously?"
At this time, just as the little guy was serving the food, blocking the small talk of the Huashan sect disciples, Chen Xiaobin glared at his third senior brother with a slight anger in his heart. The name of these three senior brothers is: Zhong Xiao, Guo Dongsheng's third disciple, but his ambition is very high, but his talent is mediocre, and his cultivation is almost the bottom of all his peers. But he always thought that it was Master Guo Dongsheng's partiality. Therefore, he always intentionally or unintentionally picks on the shortcomings and sore spots of his fellow disciples, and the popularity of the sect is very poor, and he does not know each other. His ancestors had an inextricable relationship with the Huashan faction, so they were not forced out of Huashan.
Guo Jiangyan said in a deep voice: "Okay, let's eat quickly." ”
The disciples of the Huashan faction responded happily, and the cups rose and fell very happily.
Feng Yang leaned over and staggered towards Guo Jiangyan and the others.
Chen Xiaobin saw a white-haired old man walking towards him with a staggering pace, although he felt a little surprised, he hurriedly got up and saluted and asked, "Hello uncle, how can I help you?"
Feng Yang looked at Chen Xiaobin with half-open eyes and said with a smile: "This little brother is invited, little old man, please ask you, do you want to go to the Xiao Gang?"
Zhong Xiao rushed to the side: "Old man, you are eavesdropping on our conversation! That is a very immoral thing." ”
Feng Yang didn't have a good impression of this benevolent brother, and when he saw his arrogant face, he almost rushed up and slapped him a few times, so he held back his anger and said lightly: "What is that little man's name? Xiao Lao'er didn't want to eavesdrop on you, but Xiaoxia's voice was also a little louder, and Xiao Lao'er still heard a lot of it behind his ears. ”
Zhong Xiao was speechless, but felt that a bad old man had a complaint about himself, and felt very embarrassed, so he couldn't help but shout: "You old thing dare to scare me, you really don't know whether to live or die?"
Feng Yang saw that this straw bag did not say a word to himself, and snorted secretly in his heart, ready to teach this kid a lesson. Chen Xiaobin stretched out his hand to take the wine glass thrown by Zhong Xiao, put it lightly on the table, and said with a smile: "Third senior brother, you have drunk this glass, or change it to a new wine glass for the old man." Xiao Er, bring the bowls, chopsticks and wine glasses. ”
"Okay, send it over immediately. The shopkeeper standing at the counter answered.
Guo Jiangyan said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Zhong, we have lost all the face of our Huashan faction to you, so don't hurry up and give the old man a gift." He couldn't guess the motive of the wind blowing, and wanted to see what to say. Unexpectedly, Zhong Xiao's straw bag became more and more excessive, and he had to open his mouth when he started to move.
Zhong Xiao said loudly: "My third disciple of the head of Huashan is a bad old man, what does this make the people in the rivers and lakes think of our Huashan faction?"
Feng Yang waved his right hand and said with a frightened expression: "Don't dare, don't dare, how can the little old man be able to afford to accompany the heroes of the Huashan faction?"
Zhong Xiao shouted: "You old man is also very interesting, and he knows that he can't stand the worship of his son." ”
Guo Jiangyan shook his head, stood up, and saluted to the wind: "I'm really sorry, don't be surprised." ”
Feng Yang smiled and said, "Little brother, you are polite, little old man wants to ask all young brothers, can you see Xiao Jun, the deputy hall master of the Xiao Gang Aoki Hall, Brother Xiao?"
"So that the old man knows that I have just come down from Huashan and have not yet stepped into the Xiao Gang, and I have not seen the Xiao Hall Master, I don't know what the old man and the Xiao Hall Master are called? ”
Feng Yang smiled and shook his head: "I just have a one-sided relationship with Brother Xiao, and I don't have anything to look for him, but I just heard you talk about Aokitang being picked by people in the rivers and lakes, and I can't help but want to ask if Brother Xiao is okay." ”
Zhong Xiao was unwilling to be lonely, and said loudly: "It's strange that you are an old man, since you are only a one-sided relationship with Xiao Jun's kid, do you need to run in and ask about his life and death?"
Guo Jiangyan said: "Don't talk nonsense, don't talk nonsense, eat your food." ”
Zhong Xiao scolded Guo Jiangyan unhappily and said: "If the second brother is not the son of the master, can you be the senior brother of me and everyone with your age?" Forget it, you should eat with the second senior brother's shelf." ”
"You...... You straw bag, if it weren't for my mother always covering you, you could also be a disciple of the Huashan faction?" Guo Jiangyan pointed at Zhong Xiao and said.
Zhong Xiao was also angry, he was always unaccustomed to Guo Jiangyan pointing fingers at him as the second senior brother, and at this time he scolded himself for his straw bag and couldn't help jumping up and pointing at Guo Jiangyan's head and scolded: "You kid, you always rely on being the son of the head of the house, you are a good man, others are afraid of you, I Zhong Xiao didn't treat you as a fart! You don't have a grandfather to guarantee that you can be the head of the Huashan faction back then? What kind of prestige do you dare to show in front of Lao Tzu?"
"You...... What do you say, bale of straw? ...... Aren't you afraid that these words will reach the ears of the head of the house?" Guo Jiangyan angrily pointed at Zhong Xiao and shouted.
Zhong Xiao smiled fearlessly: "What am Lao Tzu afraid of? Will the head of the house dare to do anything to me? I don't need you kid to worry about it!"
"You...... You are unreasonable!" Guo Jiangyan waved his sleeves and ignored Zhong Xiao, and sat down with a stinky face.
Chen Xiaobin approached Guo Jiangyan's side, poured him a glass of wine and said, "Second brother, don't be angry, come, please drink." ”
Zhong Xiao just suppressed Guo Jiangyan's qiyan, and his confidence was bursting, and he felt that these colleagues had to obey his own dispatch and command. Seeing that Chen Xiaobin was only pouring wine for Guo Jiangyan and didn't pay attention to the empty glass in front of him, he tapped his fingers on the table and prompted.
Chen Xiaobin Feng Zhongxiao sat there with this straw bag and paid no attention to him, but poured a glass of wine for Feng Yang, picked up his hands and offered it to him with a smile and said: "Come, boy, I salute your old man with a glass of wine." ”
Feng Yang took the wine glass in Chen Xiaobin's hand, and said with a panicked expression: "Little brother, how can this be done, the little old man can't afford it." ”
Chen Xiaobin picked up the wine from the table again, made a dry wine gesture to Feng Yang, and said, "Uncle, please." ”
Feng Yang pretended to be in a hurry and drank with Chen Xiaobin.
"Uncle, you always sit down and eat. As he spoke, he pulled out a chair for Feng Yang.
Feng Yang was just about to sit down, but Zhong Xiaoke, who was sitting opposite, disagreed. He saw Chen Xiaobin flattering a bad old man like this, but he turned a blind eye to himself, and he was very unhappy. I couldn't help but wonder in my heart: "Okay, you Chen Xiaobin, dare not take me in your eyes." Lao Tzu let this old man make a fool of himself, look at your boy's face and put it there?"
Feng Yang noticed Zhong Xiao's movement of the straw bag, and couldn't help but be angry, his face was normal and pretended to be clumsy and hit the chair, and with a 'click' sound, the chair fell to the ground.
"This ...... This is...... What's going on?" Chen Xiaobin said as he looked at the broken wooden plank on the ground in astonishment.