Bai Lang was tall and strong, so he squeezed in. Of course, everyone had to scold him, but when he saw this person, they all shrank. When he squeezed in, it turned out that he was setting up lanterns to celebrate his birthday. The magnificent mansion in front of him was hung with lanterns.
There are couplets and colorful silk flowers on them, "Golden Knife Gate?" Bai Lang asked as he looked at the plaque on the mansion.
"Today is the fiftieth birthday of the head of Jindaomen Pu, so we have a big banquet to entertain all the folks." There are always enthusiastic people in this world. Hearing Bai Lang's words, he immediately explained, "So everyone is queuing up?" Bai Lang said, "
Free meals, count me in! All lined up, all lined up! Don’t jump in line!”
Many people stared angrily, but after seeing Bai Lang's physique, they could only dare to be angry but dare not say anything. As for Bai Lang, he didn't take it seriously at all. He had free food, and the face of a congenital master was nothing.
Along the way, he also asked enthusiasts to inquire, and for this reason he even asked the enthusiasts to stand in front of him, "Oh, oh, so it turns out that Jindaomen has a reputation. It actually has a reputation as 'Yi Bo Yuntian'? How simple is this?"
Master Xiangpu Gate is really awesome! Is he really an innate master, or is he 'this' from Jicheng City?"
With such a soft-spoken mouth, the enthusiastic person almost blew Master Pu Xiang and Master Pu to the sky. He stretched out his thumb to indicate that Master Pu was "this one". Of course, the people behind him could forget it. Of course Master Pu had heard about it.
He is an innate master, but to say that he is "this", he himself does not dare to admit it. It is hard to say whether he can rank among the top twenty masters in Jicheng.
But today someone is celebrating his birthday, and the fifty-year-old congenital master can be said to be in the prime of life, so of course he will be carried by a sedan chair. Bai Lang also gave a thumbs up, "It is indeed this!" He continued to talk to the enthusiasts hahaha
chat.
Then he found out clearly the "ins and outs" of Jin Dao Sect.
The four great masters in the Golden Knife Sect are all innate masters, and they are also brothers with excellent relationships. The eldest brother is Pu Xiang, the leader of "Yitian Bo Yuntian", the second brother is "unparalleled in benevolence and righteousness", and the third brother is "deep in kindness and righteousness".
"Feng Chun, and finally there is a younger junior brother, Fourth Master, who sacrifices his life for righteousness" Guan Ba.
There are hundreds of disciples in the sect, and quite a lot of industry in the entire Jicheng City belongs to the Golden Sword Sect. It can be said that the daily income is a lot of money - one golden sword a day is absolutely no problem. "Then where can this Golden Sword Sect make a fortune?" Bai Lang
I also asked, and the information I got was that the person who hired prostitutes and gambled to settle local disputes was definitely a member of the rural sect.
This running water mat occupied the school grounds inside the Golden Sword Gate, and even the courtyards of the neighbors were occupied. However, the payment was easy, so no one was dissatisfied. Those who entered could kowtow or clasp their fists and shout "Blessings to Pu"
Happy birthday to you!" Then you can go and take a seat at the table and eat the set meal that is served - it is actually one meat, one vegetable and one soup. You are full of food and can spare a bowl of wine.
These are running-water mats for the neighbors. As for the martial arts colleagues, they have to go through another door, and the mats they eat are completely different. However, Bailang would rather hang out with the neighbors than think about going to the other side. They were quickly lined up
Arriving at Bailang, he had just stepped through the gate - the neighbors were congratulating Pu Xiang on his birthday, but they couldn't see him in person at all. They just walked to the front hall of the school grounds and kowtowed loudly.
As soon as Bailang stepped into the door, a man immediately appeared next to him and looked at Bailang carefully. "This strong man, please go this way!" he said after looking at Bailang, and made a gesture to guide the way. "Oh! You see that I have martial arts skills? And I should be above the standard, so you have to take me to the back." Bai Lang also knew this situation, and he touched his face again, "Sure enough, being handsome means you have the cards!"
Bai Lang is an innate master, and the Golden Bell Magic Skill is not famous for its brilliance, but it can still suppress his own aura, so when he walked all the way, no one recognized him as an innate master. Bai Lang saw a man sitting in the distance. After Bailang, the middle-aged man in the Taishi chair, was taken over, he also clasped his fists and said, "Wish Master Pu a long life!"
He didn't have any birthday gifts, but soon a real master came - a disciple at the door shouted, "The Evergreen Du Ting Cup, Gang Leader Du is here!" So Pu Xiang also stood up and gave Bai Lang a fist in the air as a gift in return. , and hurriedly went out. Bailang was taken to the Eight Immortals table on the side. The people sitting on the left and right were young martial arts people. From what they said, they should have been brought by their elders.
Those martial arts juniors and martial arts people without any sect eat and drink here. The people in the hall are all famous martial arts masters. Bailang doesn't care about this. He eats and drinks happily. Chicken, duck, fish and meat are all very rich, and of course he drinks wine casually. You can still chat with the young people around you, which is much happier than going inside and sitting with a bunch of middle-aged people.
After eating and drinking, the sky turned to the west, and a little girl ran outside the door. When she rushed to the inner hall, she shouted "Grandpa!" It seemed that she was also Pu Xiang's granddaughter who came to celebrate her birthday. "This little girl is She must be around ten years old, but she was born into a little beauty." Bailang glanced at her and thought.
As for the other family members, the guests outside cannot see them. However, although Bailang cannot see them, he can tell how many masters there are in the inner hall through his Qi. Pu Xiang himself is a loyal man who seems to be in his thirties. He is a man, and his fellow apprentices also have loyal faces, worthy of their respective nicknames.
Bailang had eaten and drank enough, playing with the wine glass in his hand, but frowned slightly, "Someone is coming again? Just at this time? Could it be a friend who lives far away?" And at this time, Pu Xiang brought His junior brothers appeared at the door of the inner hall, "Everyone has come to attend my fiftieth birthday, which can be regarded as a celebration for all of us. I won't come back until I get drunk today! Junior brothers, let's go toast to all our good friends!" He was about to walk to the table outside. Here's a toast.
Everyone didn't dare to sit down and stood up to raise their glasses, but Bai Lang didn't care - if everyone stood up, just stand up.
Pu Xiang's action was originally to raise the glass, but suddenly he slowly put it down... "It's you!" He said to the front. "Brother Pu Xiang celebrates his birthday, why don't you invite us old friends? Want to have some fun together?" A voice came from outside, and then a kind-hearted middle-aged monk appeared at the door.
"Liu Fen Ban Tang! The 'squirmingly motionless' Bian Ji monk!" a martial arts veteran standing next to Pu Xiang said. "Liu Fen Ban Tang?" Bai Lang repeated, "There is also a class called Liu Fen Ban Tang here. ?”
However, no one paid attention to him. Everyone's attention was focused on the monk Bianji. "No, no, no, today's matter has nothing to do with the six-and-a-half minutes. It is the monk's own business." This monk Bianji said.
He patted the obvious logo on his monk's robe. "You joined Liufenbantang..." Pu Xiang's words were quite bitter.
But the monk just put his palms together and said "Amitabha!", and the expressions of all the elders who were congratulating him on his birthday changed slightly. "Master Pu, my old friend wishes me a birthday, why don't you invite this poor monk to drink a glass of plain wine?" The monk said with a smile.
This chapter has been completed!