The person who came was Meng Qianlei, and Xiao Donglai was his brother-in-law.

Although he didn't introduce himself, a man surnamed Meng with such a demeanor, the entire Yuhang, should not be able to find a second one now.

Although the Meng family is a big family with a deep foundation, it can thrive in a land like Suzhou, where every inch of land is valuable, and Meng Qianlei has made great contributions. At the age of thirty-six, he was able to sit firmly in the position of the head of the Meng family, beating several fathers and brothers, which shows the strength of Meng Qianlei. This person has both ruthless thunderous methods and a gentleman's style of convincing people with virtue, and in Suzhou, both black and white have a close friendship with him.

This time, Meng Qianlei came to Yuhang, and he was also entrusted by his brother-in-law Xiao Donglai to help prepare for the banquet. With Meng Qianlei's resolute and strong financial resources, a heavenly immortal banquet is not very painful. He suddenly appeared in a hurry in the courtyard where the knights of the rivers and lakes were resting, presumably asking for something else.

As far as Yu Hang is concerned, Meng is also a newcomer and is not very familiar. But there is one thing, Meng believes you know. Meng Qianlei shouted, "Not long ago, there were several murders in various parts of Liangzhejiang Road, and Hangzhou blocked the news, but judging from what Meng heard in Suzhou, the matter is serious." The murderer not only used bad methods to challenge the bottom line of the government, but also was not afraid to expose his own information. Last year, the Meng family received a letter from a mysterious person who claimed to be Luo Shen, threatening to make the two Zhejiang Wang clans repay the blood debt of Xiliang. My Meng family has been in Liangzhejiang for three generations, and no one in the clan has even been to Xiliang, so I scoffed at this letter.

But many recent murders are interlocking, and people can't help but think that they were committed by Roselle. My sister is a woman, and she always thinks that Luo Shen will attack the Meng family. Meng didn't believe in this too much, but the murder was tragic and had to be prevented. Now all the guests of the Tianxian Banquet have arrived, if there is Luoshen, presumably in the ranks, my Meng family has united with the Tianxian Sect to lay a net of heaven and earth, all the clear ones are self-purifying, and the turbid ones may wish to listen to Meng's words and withdraw as soon as possible. If you are obsessed, I, Meng Qianlei, will never give up!"

The courtyard was silent, only Luo Guanhai held on to the door, and shouted without grace: "The head of the Meng family is heroic!

Zhao Wu'an turned to look at An Qing with a confused expression: "What Luoshen?"

An Qing also shook her head.

Hu Buxi had already sent Qiao Xi back to the room, sat on the eaves with ups and downs, and said chicly: "Speaking of which, you don't believe it, Luo Shen, I catch two or three every year." ”

An Qing hurriedly asked, "What is it?" Zhao Wuan looked at the corners of the eaves that were pressed by Hu Buxi's buttocks, and said worriedly: "You better come down, don't collapse the eaves of other people's houses." ”

"I'm just slightly fat, slightly fat, okay!" Hu Buxi patted his stomach and shouted at Zhao Wu'an dissatisfiedly, and then immediately changed to a dead face, "Boss, just let me sit and take a look, the scenery is good at the heights." ”

An Qing, who was familiar with herself, said angrily: "So what is Luoshen?"

Hu Buxi smiled and sighed: "I don't know what the problem is, a few years ago, there was a rumor in the countryside that Cao Zijian saw Cao Zijian on the bank of Luoshui and asked him to write down the beauty of Luo Shenfu. ”

Zhao Wu'an reluctantly commented: "Very imaginative." ”

"According to this, Luo Shen is not in Luoshui, but in Hangzhou. If the rumors only came here, there might not be any bad intentions, but it is rumored that after Cao Zijian wrote Luo Shen Fu, he sensed that Luo Shen was in West Lake, and he hid a large piece of treasure here. Sixty years ago, a person took out the treasure, which was a martial arts cheat, and with a peerless divine weapon, he was invincible in the world at once, and that person was said to be surnamed Luo, and it was rumored to be the reincarnation of Luoshen. Later, he was cold and hidden, hid the treasure back to the West Lake, and passed the mantle to the descendants, after that, those people were called Luoshen, and they dreamed of retrieving the treasures of their ancestors. ”

With such unrealistic but desirable rumors, it is not surprising that Hu Buxi catches several "Luoshen" a year. Throughout the ages, the most heart-warming thing on the rivers and lakes is always the treasure of the gods and the lost secrets. How many people can laugh at the rivers and lakes as soon as they get one of the two, how can they not make the hearts of future generations moved?

"But this Roselle doesn't seem to be looking for treasure. Zhao Wu'an said, "The people he killed were obviously civilians, why did he write a letter to warn the Meng family in advance?"

Even if the Meng family is on the rich side of Suzhou, it depends on the face of the official family, and the relationship between the two is probably if it is like leaving. According to the information heard from Jiang Xinzhu, it is very likely that these seven people worked for the intelligence department of the Great Song Dynasty back then, and then became deserters and provoked enemies. But why did the person who avenged the leader of the year call himself Luoshen, and why would he write a letter to intimidate the Meng family, which is not closely related to the official family, is really strange.

Hu Buxi suddenly sneered: "It's just an insult to Luoshen's reputation." ”

His attitude was really a little abrupt, An Qingzheng felt strange, and Yu Guang actually saw that Zhao Wu'an also had an unpredictable expression on his face, and he couldn't help but feel a chill rising from behind.

Zhao Wu'an said softly: "Let's go back to the house and rest first, there will be a big banquet in the evening." ”

After saying that, he turned around and walked into the house and closed the door.

Many of the houses inside the Xiao Mansion are made of sunken wood, which is said to be easy to catch fire, which is a disadvantage, but in fact it is more expensive than many brick and mud houses, warm in winter and cool in summer, and there are few disturbing mosquitoes. The Meng family's wealth is abundant, which can be seen.

Zhao Wu'an unloaded the heavy sword box on his back, breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the ground, leaned his back against the edge of the bed, raised his face, and breathed deeply.

Xiao Donglai is not a mediocre person, but without the support of the Meng family, he would definitely not be able to do this. Since entering the mansion, I have not seen Xiao Donglai and Meng Qingxian, the male and female protagonists, but those knights sitting outside the mansion, even if they can participate in this heavenly immortal banquet, it is estimated that it will be difficult to see Xiao Donglai. Set up a thousand tables of feasts, just to shout the reputation of a Heavenly Immortal Sect, this hand, is about to catch up with the martial arts conference.

In Hangzhou before, Hu Buxi didn't mention anything about Luoshen, obviously estimating Zhao Wuan's feelings. And this Luo Shen, before he started, didn't say a word, just warned a seemingly inconsequential Meng family, which is incomprehensible. Zhao Wu'an habitually drove his sword out of the box with a magpie stepping branch, hanging in the palm of his hand, slightly distracted.

The scholar surnamed Luo has no background, but he can enter the mansion to attend a banquet, get drunk generously, and collide with the young and vigorous Nie Xinglu face to face, which shows that it is not simple. And Jiang Caiyi, the lady she met in Huxin Pavilion, also made it clear that she would play a song for everyone at the banquet tonight. Except for these three people, the other people on the banquet list did not directly intersect with Zhao Wu'an. If this case is really related to Luoshen, then Zhao Wuan has to overcome his lazy nature and get serious no matter what.

Staying in Hangzhou for a few days, there are Dailou Sangyu by his side, Hu Buxi, Qiao Xi, who can be regarded as He Yanshan, and An Qing, an interesting girl who has just met in Qingdi Township. Although the case is complicated and the clues are obscure, he is actually quite happy. Compared with the quiet life in the temple for ten years, he still likes this river and lake more.

The rivers and lakes are all kinds of things, a cup of tea, a bottle of wine, a sword, a knife, a monument, a plaque, fresh clothes and angry horses, which is the most suitable for the heart of this young man who has nowhere to place.

Rao is Zhao Jushi, who had eaten fasting and recited Buddha in Jiuda Temple, and he smiled helplessly at this moment, put away the magpie stepping branches, put his hands together, and announced a Buddha horn shallowly.

"Amitabha. ”

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Push the glass and change the lamp, and the wine will pass three rounds.

Mrs. Meng, who has been sitting on the main stage, does not eat much, most of the time she just smiles gently, carefully looking at these happy heroes in the audience, revealing a trace of the unique delicacy of her daughter's family.

And beside her, Xiao Donglai, the most eye-catching master of the Xiao Mansion and the sect master of the Heavenly Immortal Sect in the entire banquet, kept raising his glass and drinking. The ninety-nine tables under the stage are full of heroes, Xiao Donglai looked at this scene in a drunken daze, I don't know what to think in my heart, will I say a word of heroes in the world and enter my house?

"Everyone!" Xiao Donglai, who is eight feet tall, raised his arms and shouted.

The guests at one table after another gradually quieted down, and many expectant eyes, even those who were willing to follow, were all staring at Xiao Donglai at this moment.

Hu Buxi was already half drunk.

Zhao Wu'an is a vegetarian, of course he doesn't drink, plus he has always been lazy and slow, others have drunk a few cups, he still doesn't eat much, he is still sober at the moment, and he is still hungry. He saw that Xiao Donglai was planning to make a long speech, so he had no choice but to put down his chopsticks.

Sitting side by side with Hu Buxi, this table is full of good men who have broken into the rivers and lakes, An Qing is sitting next door, sharing the table with several Taoist aunts from Emei and Kunlun, and the vacant position next to him belongs to An Guangmao, who is busy going back and forth in the house, checking whether there are hidden dangers.

"Today, all the heroes can come, it is to give me Xiao Dong face, but also to give face to Tianxian Sect, and to give the entire rivers and lakes of Zhejiang and Zhejiang, a great face! This is a generous gift, I Xiao Dong come, it is disrespectful, thank you!"

Xiao Donglai was obviously a little drunk, and when he said that, his tongue began to knot, and the heroes laughed loudly.

Mrs. Meng stood beside him gently, stretched out her hand to support him, and complained in a low voice: "I said that you should eat less osmanthus cakes, the osmanthus has been dried for a long time, and the mouth is numb." ”

Xiao Donglai laughed dryly, but the knights under the seat laughed even louder. Someone in the crowd stood up, holding a wine bottle and shouting: "Sect Master Xiao is righteous and squandering money, a model for my generation, Jinji Zhuang Yan Hong, a glass to Sect Master Xiao!"

He drank it all.

This move won a round of applause, and many people also raised their glasses to attend and pay tribute to Xiao Donglai.

"Liangshan sent Li Xu Tu to respect Sect Master Xiao for a cup!"

"Liancheng Sect Gu Hetian, respect Sect Master Xiao!"

"Huashan is not an abandoned disciple Luo Yun, I salute Sect Master Xiao for a cup, and I am willing to listen to the Sect Master's dispatch!"

Zhao Wu'an was slightly moved by the grand scene of the crowd raising his glass, seeing that the tea in the cup had bottomed out, he thought about it for a long time, but still smiled bitterly, and instead of taking the wine pot that was close at hand, he poured a glass of mulberry juice, shook the cup gently, and the light purple juice flowed.

"Uh......"

There are people behind the ears who breathe like an orchid, with a light smell of wine.

Maybe it was because of the whole banquet, An Qing only had one acquaintance, and unconsciously rubbed Zhao Wu'an's side from a few tables away. Zhao Wu'an remained silent, just said lightly: "If you are not strong enough to drink, don't learn from other heroes." ”

An Qing hiccuped, as if dissatisfied: "I just tasted one or two bites......

She was so drunk that she could barely stand, and she was about to fall into Zhao Wu'an's arms. Zhao Wu'an sat still and helped her up, let her support the table with both hands, and took a sip of mulberry juice by herself.

An Qing hiccuped again and asked in a daze, "Why don't you drink?"

"I'm a layman. ”

The little girl looked really drunk, pouted in frustration, and wondered, "Why do you want to be a layman...... Why don't you start a family?"

Zhao Wu'an put down the teacup and said lightly: "In the past, I had a very powerful master. I haven't met him, I just know that he is very good and has become a family. ”

"And then?" An Qing tried her best to open a pair of peach blossom drunken eyes and looked at Zhao Wu'an.

"Then he died. Zhao Wu'an raised his head and caught a glimpse of the roof in the east, under a round of full moon, Jiang Caiyi, who was wearing heavy makeup, was wearing a floor-dragging brocade skirt, caressing the piano calmly. There was nothing on the table except for a guqin and a pot of light wine. The sound of the piano is lingering, and it winds around the beam.

An Qing frowned: "Huh?"

Zhao Wu'an reached out to take the teacup, lowered his head and sipped lightly, and said lightly: "I have a friend, he is very powerful, Weijia Hainei, the world is in the heart." ”

"What happened later?" An Qing rubbed her aching head.

"Dead too. Zhao Wuan looked at An Qing and smiled without sadness or joy.

An Qing muttered, "Who are you around......"

On the roof in the distance, Jiang Caiyi's piano sound is melodious.

Zhao Wu'an rubbed An Qing's head, poured a cup of tea from the teapot for her, and said lightly: "Hangover." ”

The wine entered the bowels and turned into lovesick tears. In this vast world, what can be solved is wine, and what cannot be solved is sorrow.

Chaimen heard the dog barking, and returned to the people on a snowy night.