When Wen Rensheng heard this, his eyes were a little strange, and he looked at Wen Rende who was walking back to him.
"Brother De, is someone copying your poems?" he teased.
"It doesn't matter, I have a huge collection of poems from all over the world, let him go as he pleases," Wen Rende said very generously, "It's just that the style in this person's words seems familiar to me."
"Well, you're not original anyway." Wen Rensheng said quietly.
At this moment, someone suddenly said in shock: "I remembered, isn't this the legendary mysterious master who 'discussed the world when drunk, and determined life and death when sober', Senior Ding who lived more than 300 years old?"
Hearing Rensheng immediately raised his ears.
"It's actually him?" Some people in the party got slightly commotion when they heard the name.
"Who is it?" More people asked curiously.
Wen Rende suddenly slapped his thigh at this time: "I remember, when I was a mutant, I had a party with some drinking friends. They said one thing, there was a mutant master in the circle who was also good at wine. He would have fun without drinking.
, and I especially love aged wine and will not drink it if it is not over a hundred years old.”
Wen Rensheng and others immediately listened, and some partygoers gathered around.
"He has a rumor that when you are drunk and chatting, you will randomly determine the life or death of a person when you wake up. If you die at the third watch, you will not live until the fifth watch. There are no exceptions so far." Wen Rende continued.
Someone suddenly panicked and said: "Isn't such a dangerous person just moving the eye of disaster? The Inspection Department should have locked him up long ago..."
Wen Rende was speechless immediately. It seemed that he didn't understand the details and felt a little embarrassed for a moment.
At this time, Mrs. Su, who was standing next to Wen Rensheng, quietly winked at the housekeeper behind her, an old man in his seventies.
When the old man saw this, he immediately stepped forward and said, "I know a thing or two about this matter. At first, the master was imprisoned by people in the palace, but later he discovered that the people he had cut off were all originally
He will die. He has the power of prophecy, not the power of curse, so he released it."
"So that's it. Worrying is really in vain." Someone suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
Butler Su added: "I heard that his life was miserable. It is said that this master did not like wine. But in his early years, he had predicted the death of his family members, with the exception of one brother. However, he was unable to save it, so he used wine to
Get rid of your worries. Please be careful not to violate other people's taboos."
Everyone thanked him one after another.
But some people don’t believe it: “No, that’s not right. What a noble and powerful person a master of alien species is. How can he not even be able to protect his own family?”
"That's true. The problem is that when he predicted the life and death of his family, he was not even a mysterious expert." Butler Su shook his head and sighed.
"Alas..." Everyone was also sighing.
At first, everyone was a little disgusted when they smelled the odor of wine lees coming from the front yard. After hearing this, they felt that most of their disgust had dissipated.
It's not sympathy, but because the other party is a master of alien species...
Hearing that Ren Sheng made his heart move, he was thoughtful.
Yesterday, when I told the joke about the death of Lao Wang next door, Lao Zhao looked a little weird. It turned out that this was what happened.
At this time, Mr. Zhao had already respectfully led a white-haired old man in slovenly clothes, with his chest exposed and carrying a big wine gourd, to the backyard.
After the two of them walked onto a knee-high platform in front of the venue, he motioned for Wen Rensheng to walk over.
Wen Rensheng nodded slightly, walked forward slowly, and stood next to Mr. Zhao with the old man on the left and right.
"It's rare for all of you talented people to give me Mr. Zhao some face during your busy schedule. It's an honor for Mr. Zhao to be able to gather together," Mr. Zhao said to everyone with a smile.
"Today is a celebration meeting for Manager Wenren of our Tianxing Company. To congratulate him on the successful completion of the alien qualification review work some time ago. And the master Ding Chengshan next to me was specially invited by me to give him
Manager Wenren is the mysterious master who guides.”
"Oh, he is indeed the mysterious master."
Everyone was convinced, and there was a slight stir. For a moment, their eyes fell on the old man.
He has rheumatoid arthritis, rosacea, and messy white hair. He looks like an ordinary old man with a slovenly appearance. He even smells bad of alcohol.
Although Wen Rende also drank, he cleaned himself up every time, which was completely different from this old man.
But at this time, no one cares about these ugly appearances.
Although the difference in appearance between this old man and Wen Rensheng next to him is so big that it can be described as a world of difference, the only one that everyone is paying attention to right now is this old man.
Wen Rensheng, who was praised as "dragon and phoenix" just now, has been reduced to a marginal figure.
At this time, he stood out and became the perfect foil for the old man.
There are very few mysterious experts, and master-level figures are even rarer. As for the legendary masters, they are the treasures of the country and can only be viewed from a distance, not close to them.
Wen Rensheng just smiled, showing no displeasure.
After all, the future is yours.
Not to mention, most of these people are blind and it’s not worth arguing with them...
"Instructions and stuff, we'll talk about it later, bring the wine first, let me drink it to make me happy..." Ding Chengshan rubbed his chest and said nonchalantly.
"Okay, Steward Wang. Go immediately to the biggest cherry blossom tree and dig out the 600-year-old daughter red that I spent 100 million to photograph five years ago." Mr. Zhao smiled and ordered.
The people next to me secretly showed off their wealth.
A male servant rushed over, took the tools, and walked towards the largest cherry blossom tree in the center of the backyard.
At this time, there were some people gathering there. Seeing the male servant coming, they all got out of the way.
"Okay, I've drank a lot of old wine, including oak wine barrels from European shipwrecks, thousand-year-old wine bottles unearthed from archaeological excavations, but I haven't tasted the 600-year-old daughter's red. Today I want to have a good drink."
Ding Chengshankou said, his eyes swept towards Wen Rensheng who was aside.
Wen Rensheng smiled at him, Ding Chengshan's data panel appeared in his eyes.
"Ding Chengshan."
"Mystery: 5/8."
"Mysterious composition: Seed of Hatred,???"
That's right, this "Ding Chengshan" is a mutant initiate who is even worse than Zhao Han.
Thinking that he has a brother, it seems that the real master should be his brother.
It's just that the degree of mystery is too low. If he is the brother of the mysterious master, the degree of mystery provided by his identity and background alone will not be that much.
The truth is about to come out, the other person is actually the master’s brother next door.
"What a terrifying young man. When I was your age, I was just an ordinary beginner." Ding Chengshan shook his head and sighed after looking at Wen Rensheng.
There was a complex meaning that could not be concealed in his eyes, which seemed to be jealousy and nostalgia...
Wen Rensheng secretly thought to himself, not to mention the past, you are the same now.
Of course, he just bowed and said: "No, seniors have given me the award. Others say it's just my luck..."
"Well, actually you have put in a lot of effort, right? I understand." Ding Chengshan nodded with understanding, his eyes blurred, as if he was recalling something.
"No, I mean, they don't know that my luck is better than they imagined." Wen Rensheng said seriously.
Ding Chengshan immediately turned his head and didn't want to talk to him anymore.
Mr. Zhao had no choice but to pat Wen Rensheng on the shoulder and said: "Wen Rensheng, don't joke around with the master. The master may seem unruly, but he actually values the rules very much."
"I'm sorry, Senior Ding. In fact, I am an honest person and can only tell the truth. I didn't mean any disrespect just now." Wen Rensheng bowed slightly and said.
"It's easy to talk about. After all, this is a modern society where everyone is equal. This is not the case in the past..." Ding Chengshan said calmly.
At this moment, the Zhao family's male servant, who was digging for wine under the big cherry tree, suddenly panicked and said:
"No, sir, there are bones under the tree!"
Everyone was immediately surprised, how could such a good party come to this place?
Just as everyone was about to gather around, the servant said again:
"It belongs to a black cat."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Zhao glared at the servant and hurried away.
Wen Rensheng was also helpless. This brother actually imitated his own words and gasped, and he didn't want to see if he could resist the consequences...
