Chapter 137: Wanting to Cover Up

"Xinghuai, you and I are considered to know each other, in the first war, it was not that I didn't want to help, every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, I believe you must also understand me..."

Chen Jingwu hadn't come out of the ancestral hall for a long time, Zhang An and Zhao Qinglan were standing with some numb legs, but around this ancestral hall, there was not even a place to sit.

Zhao Qinglan hammered her knees and complained in a low voice: "What's the matter with Master, I haven't heard of how good he has a relationship with the former owner of this Sword Worship Villa, if he dies, he will die, how can he make incense, it hasn't come out for so long." I'm not a cultivator, so I didn't eat enough in the morning, and I'm even hungrier now. ”

Zhang An took out a small jade bottle from his waist, quietly poured out a small pill from it, handed it to Zhao Qinglan, and whispered: "This is the anti-hunger pill I refined, it can temporarily eliminate the feeling of hunger, you make do with it first." Master has been in for so long, he should be coming out soon. The dead are greater, so you should say less. ”

Zhao Qinglan took the pill and immediately felt better. He didn't bother to stand upright, and leaned against the column behind him.

As Zhang An said, Chen Jingwu came out not long after.

Feng Jiayu moved the sword behind his waist, and said: "Xinghuai has been gone for many years, and the real person has not forgotten to come to worship, it is really heartfelt." Seeing that it's almost time to eat, I've sent someone to prepare some coarse tea and light rice, and if you don't dislike it, it's not impossible to taste the taste of Honjo. ”

"Okay, good, go quickly, I'm going to starve to death!" Zhao Qinglan immediately answered.

Chen Jingwu glared at Zhao Qinglan, then turned his head to Feng Jiayu and smiled: "The apprentice is a little rude. Mrs. Feng is invited, so please lead the way. ”

Coming out of the ancestral hall, walking along the long corridor, and bypassing the main hall, it is only when you arrive at the back hall banquet hall.

It seems that the subordinates have prepared all the meals, and the table of the chief is already full of all kinds of delicacies.

Feng Jiayu sat at the head of the right side, while Chen Jingwu, Yue Cang, Zhao Qinglan and Zhang An sat opposite Feng Jiayu from top to bottom.

Feng Jiayu beckoned and summoned a subordinate, "Go and invite the owner of the village, this banquet is a guest, what kind of system will he do if he doesn't come?"

"Yes. The man received the order and hurried out of the temple.

Not long after, Zou Yijian swaggered into the banquet hall and sat down on the main seat.

"What are you doing, do you want me to accompany the enemy to dinner?" Zou Yijian lay on the back of the chair, and said in a strange way.

Feng Jiayu slapped the chopsticks on the table, "Jian'er! I don't have a tutor at all, I just want to embarrass me, don't you?"

"Shame on you?!I'm the one who sits in the position of the owner of the village now! Do you still think you can control me? You don't care about your father's hatred? Are you still worthy of being his wife? You still eat with these people? I'll eat a fart!" Zou Yijian became more and more angry, kicked at the foot of the table, and rushed out angrily.

Feng Jiayu looked at Chen Jingwu and the four of them with an embarrassed face, and apologized again and again, "Real person, senior Yuecang, I'm really sorry, this kid has made me spoiled, and I'm not sensible at such an age." Let you see the smile. ”

"It's okay, it's okay, we'll eat ours. Zhao Qinglan was already hungry, so she hurriedly started her chopsticks and feasted, praising while eating.

was made such a fuss, but Zhang An was in no mood to eat, but fortunately, the cultivator could barely maintain his hunger by relying on his true qi, and eating a few less meals would not be in the way. found an excuse to make a stomach trouble, and Zhang An didn't move his chopsticks.

Needless to say, Chen Jingwu and Yue Cang, this Zou Yijian is a junior, since he entered the village, he has never had a good face, saying that he is eating, how can he still have an appetite.

After eating a meal, Zhao Qinglan was full.

After the meal, Feng Jiayu invited everyone to listen to the partiality, prepared some tea, and talked with each other.

"The real person's visit this time should not be just for the sake of worship. If there is anything, just say it by a real person, with the friendship between you and Xinghuai back then, what I can do will naturally be done for you. Feng Jiayu picked up the teacup and said lightly.

Chen Jingwu raised his hand and gently knocked on the table, and said: "Mrs. Feng is really chic, and the old man will say bluntly, I came here to ask Guizhuang for a sword." ”

When Feng Jiayu heard this, he smiled and said, "I don't know if the real person wants that sword? ”

"Wan Lin returns to the Xuan Sword. Chen Jingwu said lightly.

Feng Jia shook his hand, and some tea spilled out. Hurriedly put the teacup on the coffee table next to him, took the handkerchief handed by the maid and wiped the tea on his clothes, and hurriedly said: "The real person is really joking, I was so scared that I didn't even hold the teacup steadily." Wanlin Guixuan Sword is a low-grade artifact, our small temple can't accommodate such treasures. I don't know where the real person heard about it, if this news spreads, then we, the Sword Worship Villa, are afraid that many people will be worried. ”

It seems that this Feng Jiayu is panicking, just a magic weapon of a divine product, as for this.

Chen Jingwu looked at her clumsy acting skills and said: "Mrs. Feng is not kind, Baijian Villa has always been famous for casting swords, and Xinghuai has cast a lot of divine magic weapons back then, how come to you, you can't tolerate just a mouthful of divine magic swords? Why, now do you think that the old man is old, and he can't be coaxed?"

"Yo, the real man is serious. Feng Jiayu stood up and hurriedly explained: "It's not that I don't want to say it, it's just that the real person has also heard that the Wanlin Guixuan Sword is the treasure of the town of the village, how can it be given away at will? This Wanlin Guixuan Sword is the work of Jian'er's painstaking efforts, and it is his favorite treasure, so he really can't give this sword to a real person. ”

"You're talking nonsense!" Zhao Qinglan also stood up, and immediately retorted: "This Wanlin Guixuan Sword is obviously mine, how did it become Zou Yijian's painstaking work?"

Hearing this, Feng Jia looked at Zhao Qinglan and said, "Oh? Why did this son say this? This sword is engraved with the name of your son? Or did the prince make some exclusive marks on the sword?"

"This..."Zhao Qinglan was dumbfounded, to be honest, he hadn't even seen the body of Wanlin Guixuan Sword. Even knowing that there is such a sword, it is all from Chen Jingwu.

Chen Jingwu pressed his hand, motioned for Zhao Qinglan to sit down, and said, "Although there is no exclusive mark, this sword is indeed inferior's. It is absolutely impossible for me Chen Jingwu to use my name to deceive here. ”

Feng Jiayu smiled, "Real people naturally don't talk nonsense, but this sword is indeed done by Jian'er himself, from burning and forging to forging and carving, to planing and grinding, until the finished sheath, this is all done by Jian'er." I don't know when I became this son. Now we have no results in such a discussion, it is better for real people to stay in the village for a few days, and wait until the sword is gone, we will find out as soon as we ask. However, I still advise this son, but he can't just rely on himself to be a real person's apprentice, just talking nonsense. Baijian Villa is not a soft persimmon to be kneaded!"

In the end, Feng Jiayu actually let go of cruel words in front of Chen Jingwu.

Chen Jingwu smiled disdainfully, "In that case, it doesn't hurt for us to stay in the village for a few days." However, when the anger of the prince is gone, I still have to make this matter clear, otherwise won't the rivers and lakes have to detain me with a reputation for relying on the old and selling the old, and being arrogant and unreasonable?"

Saying that, Chen Jingwu got up, "Please ask Mrs. Feng to arrange a place to live, and I will stay in the village temporarily." ”

Yue Cang, Zhang An, and Zhao Qinglan also got up and followed Chen Jingwu out the door.