Chapter 61: The Poor Dagger

Yalou was chartered by Xue Shan today, and Xue Shan seemed to have no intention, only beckoning the monks to eat meat and drink wine.

It's just that the tea that the monk who covered half of his face did not appear.

The more this was the case, the more he couldn't calm down in his heart, he would never believe that a monk like Xue Shan would show such goodwill to these pre-Qi refining cultivators they had never met for no reason.

Is he planning to use this banquet to assassinate them? or something else.

He Ping's thoughts became more and more chaotic.

But if this is the case in the city of Annan, I am afraid that he will not have any good results.

While He Ping was thinking wildly, Xue Shan suddenly spoke.

"I'm sure you're wondering why I'm so kind to you. Xue Shan had a slight smile on his face, but it was a little incomprehensible.

Without waiting for everyone to answer, he continued, "Xue is like this, and he has something to ask you for. ”

With that, he folded his hands and saluted the crowd.

This made some skeptical monks feel a little relieved, not afraid that he would ask for something, but that he would have a plan.

"Pavilion Master Xue doesn't have to be like this. ”

"Exactly, if the Xue Pavilion Master has a useful place, he can only support Fang Mou. ”

"Go to the soup and go to the fire, don't give up!"

Xue Shan waved his hand and said with a smile, "Where do you need to go to the soup, as long as you help a little bit." ”

Xue Shan didn't know what kind of discussion he had reached with Yalou secretly, but he clapped his hands, and dozens of dancing girls came to the main hall delicately.

The dancers are all wearing bright colors, light gauze and thin skirts, and their makeup is charming, all of them are delicate faces, so together, they look like a hundred flowers.

It's just that what He Ping cares about is finally revealed.

These dozens of dancing girls were all carrying teacups, presumably this was the tea that the half-faced monk was talking about.

He Ping glanced at the monk's location, and saw that he was also looking at him, and a strange smile was drawn on the corner of his mouth.

"After watching the dance, we talked about how we could help me. ”

"Drink tea first, sober up!" Xue Shan shouted loudly when the monks were looking at the dancing girls, which made many people come back to their senses.

"It's not too late to see after drinking tea, this tea is made of Dameng tea, after a cup of tea, it will be like an empowerment, and the cultivation is also soaring. Xue Shan took advantage of the fact that all the cultivators noticed the tea leaves, and then said in a timely manner, "They are all mortal women, if you have a good heart, it is not impossible to take them home for the Spring Festival." ”

He Ping sneered in his heart, turned his head to look at Gu Yunji beside him, and was about to remind him not to drink tea.

Unexpectedly, Gu Yunji seemed to have expected something, as soon as He Ping turned his head, he had already skillfully explained to He Ping what Dameng tea was, and he was already surprised by He Ping's lack of knowledge.

"Dameng tea does help to grow in cultivation," Gu Yunji seemed to have not eaten for three days, and at this time, he saw him grasping an elbow and gnawing wildly, "It is said that the tea cultivated by a great power named Dameng, but what we can drink now must not be the same as what that great power planted, after all, so many years have passed." ”

"Friends of the ancient Dao, don't drink tea later. He Ping whispered to Gu Yunji.

Gu Yunji looked a little strange, and asked rhetorically, "What did He Daoyou say about this?"

"Do you know anything about Xue Mountain?"

"I know a little bit about it, his Zhenshan Boxing Gym is quite famous in Annan. ”

He Ping nodded, and had to say again, "Don't drink, I'm afraid there is fraud in it." ”

Seeing that He Ping was so serious, Gu Yunji had no choice but to give him a positive look, he was ready not to drink it for the time being, and if he had nothing to do for a while, it would not be too late for him to drink again.

The dancing girls brought the tea one by one, I don't know if it was rouge or tea, there was always something to attack.

In front of He Ping is a dancer with a cloud bun, although it is not stunning at this time, but it is also considered a human resource, when she speaks, her words are moving, her voice is soft and waxy, and there is a faint fragrance of jasmine.

"Childe, please drink tea. ”

The dancing girl turned her head slightly, smiled and showed a dimple, and brought the tea to He Ping.

"Thank you, girl. ”

He Ping served the tea well, the tea is a strong tea fragrance, even people who drink Dameng tea all the year round will not have the slightest doubt about the cup of tea in front of them, so it itself is a cup of Dameng tea.

This is the case with He Ping, and the rest of the monks are also similar.

It's just that there are many people who are anxious and have begun to put their hands on the dancers, and they are willing to let go only if the dancers are delicate.

Nine out of ten tea drinkers have been killed.

After the dancers served the tea, they returned to the gathering.

A few people took out the guzheng and flute from nowhere, and the rest of the dancers danced to the music.

Between the tulle flying, there is always a wonderful appearance.

When the dancing girls were dancing, Xue Shan also noticed that there were a few people who had never drunk tea, so he provoked and said, "Why don't these Taoist friends drink tea?

It froze for a while.

It took a moment for the deadlock to be broken by another monk who had not drunk tea.

"I don't like to drink hot tea, and it's not too late to drink it when it's cold. ”

What this monk said couldn't be heard from the truth, but he was also a mid-stage Qi refining cultivator, and Xue Shan didn't pursue it.

He swept over the rest of the people and asked, "Don't these fellow Daoists also like hot tea?"

"Pavilion Master Xue is so aggressive, I don't like tea, I never drink it. ”

The monk He Ping, who said this, also had some impressions of him, he was the rich boy who was quite generous.

Seeing that he was not afraid of Xue Shan, he thought that there must be a late-stage Qi refining cultivator in his family.

Xue Shan was stunned when he heard this, then thought for a moment, and seemed to realize that he was too anxious, so he apologized, "Xue Mou will make a compensatory to Zheng Gongzi here, and Xue Mou is also afraid that it would be a pity if he didn't drink this tea."

The rich boy surnamed Zheng snorted and shook his head.

After being disturbed by this surnamed Zheng, Xue Shan couldn't ask other people to drink tea anymore, so he calmed down and watched the dance together.

But maybe Xue Shan's behavior was a little abnormal, but it made Gu Yunji vigilant.

He turned his head and looked at He Ping a few times, and He Ping naturally understood what he meant.

After a dance, it's time for the puzzle to be revealed.

Xue Shan took a breath, clapped his hands to drive away the dancer, straightened his clothes, and suddenly laughed, laughing a little weirdly.

"I said I'd like to ask you for a small favor from me. ”

Before Xue Shan finished speaking, he was interrupted by some monks who were in the ascendancy.

"Pavilion Master Xue said that everyone here is looking forward to the Pavilion Master today. ”

"Exactly, Pavilion Master Xue said, isn't it the task of the Monk's Workshop?"

Xue Shan laughed a few times before he said, "Since you are all so willing to help me, I can only thank you for your kindness." ”

His expression instantly changed, and he was a little frighteningly cold.

He Ping was a little nervous in his heart, he knew that this was the time to see the dagger.

"Come on, Xin'er. ”