In the yard of Fang Zhuan and others, when only red clouds were left on the horizon, Fu Shui came over. The reason why he came so late was precisely because the elders meeting was delayed.

Fu Ning is also an elder. Eating and drinking has become her habit recently, but today she looked very strange. She smelled a strange fragrance far away from the courtyard.

When they approached the small courtyard where Fang Zhuan and others lived, there was already a sea of ​​people outside the courtyard. Everyone came because of the fragrance. The moment Fu Shui and Fu Ning walked into the small courtyard, only those outside the courtyard saw the rich food in the courtyard, and that plate

There is a dish that cannot be named, but the appearance is enough to tempt people.

The walkway on the second floor of the nearby courtyard, because of the close distance, could see the dining scene of Fang Zhuo and others from there, so it was also crowded with people looking through the autumn water. Fang Zhuo knew that such a thing would happen, and the smell of barbecue was

It's big, but the sect has no rules that don't allow this.

After Fu Shui and Fu Ning took their seats, the others immediately found their seats and sat down. However, it was Fang Zhuan who took the lead in eating, because the others did not know what the yellow and orange things in front of them were.

After the drinks were poured, Fang Zhuan stood up first and said words of thanks, which made Fu Shui blush, "The disciple is lucky enough to join the Yunzhou Sect, all because of the appreciation of Elder Fu Shui. Now that the disciple is appointed by the sect to go out for training, it is also

Thanks to the blessing of Elder Fu Shui." After saying this, everyone was still a little confused about the orange juice in front of them. Fang Zhuo also saw that they had to speak clearly before they could understand, so he immediately added: "This thing is fruit.

Juice squeezed from oranges, hence the name orange juice.”

Everyone tends to be a little reserved in front of new things. Jiu Nu and Fushui have tasted a lot of delicacies from Fang Zhuan in normal times, but today's dinner table, both in terms of the number of dishes and the appearance of the dishes, is very different.

During the subsequent meal, people would start with the ones they knew first, and only after Fang Zhuan introduced them one by one, they would taste them in large gulps.

It’s no wonder these people were surprised. Fang Zhuo didn’t cook the dishes for the evening himself. Most of them were prepared by the chefs at the Yanshan Restaurant. They were both delicious and delicious, and some shapes were also placed to make the food more enjoyable to watch.

After a while, there was a formal atmosphere of everyone dining together.

However, Fang Zhuan was eloquent. Knowing that everyone was cautious, he introduced all the food on the table as quickly as possible. Only in this way did everyone completely relax and start eating.

A sumptuous dinner made everyone feel happy, especially under the attention of so many people. Eating was like a performance, and opportunities to show off were rare.

During the whole meal, Fu Shui's face always looked a little strange. Fang Zhuo also noticed this and deliberately pretended not to see it. If something happened, he believed Fu Shui would come to him.

Sure enough, after dinner, Fu Shui found Fang Zhuan and said, "We will leave the day after tomorrow. There are three more people going with you, Fu Jiao is among them. You should be more careful with him. Although you are much faster than him, you can still cause harm to others."

Heart, you are not as good as him!"

"Thank you, Elder Fu Shui, for reminding me! Uh... who are the other two people?" If you know a person who may harm you, of course you also need to know other people, so as not to guard against anyone else.

"There are also two female disciples. One is named Yingchu, who is twenty-seven or eighty years old. She is petite, has strong martial arts and is very agile with her hands. The other is named Henzui. She usually looks like a crazy girl. She is about twenty years old. As long as she is not

Let her touch the wine. It's okay for you to drink it yourself. Don't let her drink it! Rumor has it that once she drinks, she will fall into a crazy state!"

"Ah? In such an obvious situation, why would you let her go out?" I really can't understand the purpose of the sect. A disciple with such big shortcomings should stay in the sect for a long time and go out to wander the world. Isn't that going to cause trouble?

Fu Shui looked at the sky and said, "Everyone has strengths and weaknesses. According to her elders, Henzui's nose is very sensitive. If she is given a stolen item, she can smell it ten miles away."

"Oh! Police dog?" Fang Zhuo exclaimed subconsciously.

"What kind of dog?! God is like this. It is fair and no one is perfect! This elder has investigated for you very clearly. If you are not wrong, Fu Jiao will not only have to deal with you, but also with their new master if he leaves the sect.

meet!"

"New master? Are they going to betray the sect? Hiss~ Didn't you make a big deal for the Ming Stone before? Why do you still want to be inferior to others?" Fang Zhuo knew that Fu Jiao was Fu Shui's former ninth junior brother. Although he had never met him,

But I also heard many misdeeds of the Four Subduing Lions from Fu Ning.

"I have been dealing with them for more than ten years. Many things have no basis and cannot be reported to the sect. However, I know very well that Fu Jiao is not as simple as he seems. As for whether the person outside the sect is the new master or the old master,

It's too early to make a conclusion at this time! Remember the words of this elder, when you encounter trouble and are outnumbered, you would rather run away! Don't act rashly just for the sake of anger!" Elder Fu Shui didn't know why he suddenly cared so much about Fang Zhuan, short

We have been together for just over a month, and we feel like a family together.

"Disciple, obey your orders!" Fang Zhuan answered very resolutely. He was not stupid. He would not run away if he could not beat him, but stay and wait for others to torture him? But, in this continent, does anyone still have the aura of a king?

Fang Zhuan has never seen a strong person. Although he has a good relationship with Fu Shui, he has never heard her mention the king's aura. Asking rashly will definitely arouse suspicion or attention, so Fang Zhuo always

They never mentioned the matter of the king's spirit.

Drinking is not allowed within the sect, and there is no one around who is in need. In the middle of the night, people from the Discipline Hall were summoned, as if they were catching thieves. Seven or eight female disciples armed with sharp swords broke into the small courtyard, "

The Discipline Hall is enforcing the law! Don’t obstruct it! A disciple reported that someone was drinking and having fun here! If not, I should give you an explanation. If so, haha, the sect’s Discipline will be expelled from the master!"

Hearing this, no one else made any move, only Fang Zhuo sat upright, and then slowly stood up, "This elder, I have just learned the sect's precepts, and I am naturally familiar with them. However, I don't understand why the request is just

Drinking is not allowed during the day, but you have to enforce the law at night?"

"Bai Ri? Haha, it seems that you haven't learned the precepts thoroughly enough! Bring me the precepts! Let this new disciple see it clearly!" The female elder named Lu Qing, who was headed by the leader, looked a bit stern, with a bright face.

The protruding cheekbones seemed to add a lot of lethality to the stern face.

After saying this, a female disciple behind him took out a bamboo tube and a cloth scroll from her arms, opened them with both hands, and held them flat in front of Fang Zhuan.

Fang Zhuan read the columns of text many times. In ancient times, there were no punctuation marks, and the sect's precepts contained a lot of content. In order to save space, the texts were arranged closely together. There would be no breakpoints unless a paragraph was completely finished.

If it is not finished, even if there are tens of thousands of words in that paragraph, it is still piled together, that is, the words are connected. As an earthling, it is really difficult for Fang Zhuan to understand that kind of writing.

At this moment, Fang Zhuan pointed to the commandments held by the woman and read from the first word in a column: "Practice martial arts diligently during the day, and you are not allowed to drink alcohol or have fun! Read from the first word in the column, dare I ask this?

Did the disciple of the text make a mistake in reading it?"

Hearing this, everyone in the courtyard was stunned. The disciples watching the excitement outside the courtyard also whispered among themselves because of Fang Zhuo's words.

"Hooray! That's the seventh commandment! Keep yourselves to yourself from dawn to dusk, and don't hinder others from practicing martial arts diligently during the day. Don't drink alcohol, don't have fun!"

"This elder, who is not a talented disciple, would like to ask about the meaning of judgment in this article. Is our sect the same as the rest of the world in that they all use a new leader as the meaning of judgment? If it is the same, then the understanding of this precept should be, 'It rises at Mao and closes at Xu'

, Do your own thing, do your own thing, don’t hinder others, practice martial arts diligently during the day, don’t drink, don’t have fun.’ Everyone in the world can understand this, not to mention, the precepts have eighteen characters in each column, why do you do your own thing?

There are only seventeen characters in the list. If it is true as the elder said, why bother adding the white characters for daytime to the first of the list?"

"Huh?!" Elder Luqing of the Commandment Hall seemed to have encountered a person like Fang Zhuo for the first time. He stared at Fang Zhuo for a long time before waving his hand for his disciple to take back the commandments.

Just when she wanted to check carefully, Fang Zhuo spoke again: "Elder, it's getting late, and we haven't drank at night. We might as well let the senior sisters check directly. Our reputation is not limited to the precepts, but also to the rules.

People in front of others and behind others!”

What Fang Zhuan means is that their good reputation does not only exist because of the commandments, but also because people are afraid of words and do not want anyone to talk behind their backs.

Hearing Fang Zhuo's words again, Elder Luqing of the Commandment Hall hesitated. Before they arrived, Fang Zhuo and others had already finished their meal, so they turned off the lights in the small courtyard.

There was only a little slag left in the two fires that were illuminated. Fang Zhuan was close to the main room just now. With the light of the small oil lamp in the main room, he could barely see the content of the precepts clearly. Elder Luqing of the precepts hall was far away from the main house.

There were still four or five steps left in the house, and it was impossible to see the fine print of the commandments clearly, so after hesitation, he ordered the disciples around him: "Check carefully! If there is any wine! Please come with me to the commandment hall! As for that,

The original meaning of the commandments! The chief elder of the commandment hall has his own decision!"

The female disciple then searched everywhere and saw a bottle with yellow-orange liquid in it. She brought it to the female elder. Then she rummaged through the kitchen and found five or six bottles of liquid seasoning. Fortunately, today's cooking was all done.
Chapter completed!