On this side, the banquet is still going on. The celebration at Zhuoyu Villa is well prepared, and various songs, dances, and entertainment programs are coming up one after another. The guests at the table from all over the world are also people who have seen the world, and there are many who are good at dancing.
The talented people took this opportunity to socialize with each other, chatting and laughing. The scene was always lively and never got cold.
Seeing that it was getting late and a luncheon was about to turn into a dinner party, Xue Xianyun suddenly felt bored.
At this time, he was eighty percent drunk, and he had finished all the boasting. He had heard all the people who sincerely praised him, and he had ridiculed those who wanted to ridicule him in person. Some of the depression that had been accumulated in his heart for half a year was released.
, and some of it is probably stagnated into the bones and will never be dissipated.
That’s it.
He stood up dizzily, opened his mouth and breathed out the alcohol, and said hoarsely: "Yeyu."
His daughter Xue Yeyu ran over from the side and supported him. When she saw his expression, she couldn't help but worry: "Dad, are you drunk?"
Xue Xianyun snorted with his nose and said, "I'm not drunk. What else is going on behind...what's the process?"
Xue Ye said: "It's nothing, the banquet can end at any time. After the banquet, we will send them back to the guest house. After a night's rest, we will send them down the mountain tomorrow. They will give some small gifts before going down the mountain, and then cash in all the gifts exchanged.
Originally there was an auction on the mountain, but because the Ninth Junior Brother needed to make swords and plan, it was postponed temporarily and was not held in the villa, but in Jichun City."
Xue Xianyun said vaguely: "Can't you... tell them to go down the mountain tonight? I want to be quiet."
Xue Yeyu looked embarrassed and said: "I'm afraid this is not etiquette. People have come all the way to congratulate us. We previously arranged them in the guest house in the jar and did not take them to the mountain for many days. It has been a bit serious to investigate this seriously.
It's rude, so I can only let people guess the various reasons, and we don't dare to tell them. Now, if you don't stay on the mountain for a day or stay overnight, you drive people down the mountain overnight. Where can you let people stay?
It doesn’t make sense to talk about breaking the sky.”
Seeing that Xue Xianyun was drunk and hazy-eyed, she was afraid that her father would say something he shouldn't have said under the influence of alcohol, so she said: "How about you go back and rest first? We senior brothers sent the guests to the guest house together, saying that they were drunk.
Yes, it's not disrespectful. The guest house is in the valley next door, not close to here, and there will be no one here for a while. It will be very peaceful for you to stay here."
Xue Xianyun covered his head and mumbled, "Well, thank you for your hard work."
Xue Yeyu was very surprised. Unexpectedly, Xue Xianyun became sensible when he was drunk, and replied: "Isn't this what we should do?" He planned to find someone to help him away first, and was about to find someone who was not important.
Xue Xianyun, the sixth or seventh junior brother, waved to one of them and said, "A Zhao, please walk with me."
A young man sitting on the edge suddenly raised his head, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.
Xue Yeyu felt that something was wrong. Tang Zhao and Xue Xianyun were the two protagonists in the banquet. It would be fine if one of them didn't go. It would be too much if both of them didn't go out to see off the guests. But seeing that Tang Zhao had already gotten up, Xue Xianyun
I staggered and grabbed his arm and walked forward, but had to stop.
She shook her head, thinking that she couldn't defeat this old man, so she had to do this first, and then went to find her senior brothers to prepare to see off the guests. Starting from Xu Zhongnan, the third senior sister Zhu Ying had already gone back, so she went to find Fu Qinghuan.
, Qin Haizhou, and Deng Chong were both there. Looking for Jiang Shenyi behind him, there was no one there.
Xue Yeyu was really angry and said angrily: "Why are one or two running around blindly? You can't count on them at the critical moment..." As he was talking, he passed by someone.
The man turned around and said with a smile: "Miss Xue, have you encountered any trouble?"
Xue Yeyu was startled and recognized this person as one of Mrs. Huarong's adopted sons, named Hua Qian. He had been hired by Tang Zhao to lurk around Shi Chunqing before, and it really worked. Last night, Shi Chunqing was delivered in time.
The news of the sneak attack from the tunnel allowed them to intercept the group of turtle bandits at the waterside. After that, Hua Qian stayed at Zhuoyu Villa, and Xue Yeyu even treated him to a good meal, which was better than other guests.
I went up the mountain early and became relatively familiar with the disciples in the villa.
Although they are familiar, they are still outsiders. Xue Yeyu said politely: "No trouble, I'm looking for Junior Brother Jiang. Have you seen him?"
Hua Qian recognized Jiang Shenyi and said, "Oh, my brother Jiang just ran out with a turtle."
Xue Yeyu was startled and said: "Turtle? Not a crocodile?"
The turtle in this situation is obviously Tang Zhao's Turtle Lord. However, Turtle Lord has been following Tang Zhao. Why is he looking for Jiang Shenyi?
Xue Yeyu became even more angry. Hua Qian raised his eyebrows and said, "What do you want to see him for?"
Xue Yeyu was startled. He didn't expect Hua Qian to be so invisible. When he wanted to wait for the confusion to pass, Hua Qian had already said: "If you just ask him something, that's it. If you just ask him to do something, he can't get away. What do you think I will do?"
Sample?"
Xue Yeyu was stunned and said: "You?"
Hua Qiandao: "I remember Brother Jiang's appearance, and I can also imitate his voice. It won't be exposed for a while. If Miss Xue is willing to pay, I can appear immediately."
Xue Yeyu said thoughtfully, "In that case, why don't you pretend to be Tang Zhao? He is more important."
Hua Qian smiled and said, "Me? I can't pretend to be Tang Zhao." He looked across the crowd and saw the back of the figure who was supporting Xue Xianyun as he staggered away, "There are too many Tang Zhaos here... Oh, no, Tang Zhao and I,
Not familiar."
Xue Yeyu is presiding here. Everyone drinks the wine and disperses the banquet. Then everyone is invited to board the boat and sail to the guest house in another valley to rest. That is the real guest house, not the temporary one in the jar.
But in fact, the decoration is very different. If someone is not smart, he may not be able to react and change his place to live.
Yun Xiyan also drank a lot of wine here, and got on the boat in a daze. He looked around and felt that there were a lot of people missing.
Before she could distinguish who was there, sleepiness came over her, and she couldn't help but slumped down on her seat and fell asleep.
The big ship sailed away from the sandbank, taking with it a lot of guests and excitement, and the boardwalk became quiet again.
It was getting late and the sun had set, leaving only a shallow layer of gold rim, leaving a bit of light in the swamp.
The swamp was very cold at night, and gusts of wind blew from the water, causing the reeds to sway and the grass and trees to rustle. Only the sword huts on the shore of the sandbank remained motionless.
An old man and a young man walked forward along the wooden plank road. They walked very slowly, especially the old man, whose steps were staggering and his body was swaying. He looked like he was drunk.
"Um...Azhao, where are you?" The old man suddenly burped and breathed out a bit of alcohol. He became sober a little, grabbed the young man's hand and asked.
"We're almost at the Jade Pavilion. Here is--" The boy who was supporting him turned around and glanced. In front of him was a square house. At this time, white mist rose on the swamp, and the mist spread to the shore, wrapping around it.
Around Jianlu, this originally dignified and orderly building became ethereal, even a bit eerie.
"We've arrived at Shi Chunqing's sword house, master."
"Shi Chunqing..." The old man touched his lips and said, "Is his place deserted now?"
The young man hesitated for a moment and said: "Maybe. No one has cleaned it up, so it is considered abandoned."
The old man was silent and said: "Let's go in and take a look."
The young man pulled him and said, "It's late today, why don't you go there? No one has cleaned it. It's full of dust. There's nothing interesting to see."
The old man pushed him and staggered up the steps. The young man sighed and rushed up to support him.
The two went up the steps and entered the Jianhut. They saw that the Jianhut was dusty and densely packed with cobwebs. It looked like no one had been there for a long time. But all the furnishings were still there and the furniture was complete. This was the place where Shi Chunqing had lived for decades. It was really
It was decorated like a home. Although he took a lot of things with him when he left, more things were left here, with his traces everywhere.
The young man helped the old man sit on a chair and said, "The smell here is not good, why don't you take a rest and leave?"
The old man seemed unaware and said: "That's how his place used to be. I haven't been here for a long time... No, I haven't been here before. He is a careful person and is good at decorating the house. You light the lamp and I will see for myself."
look."
The young man had no choice but to light a lamp. The lamp here was of course not an oil lamp, but a brighter magic lamp. Once the lamp was lit, the whole room turned white and the four walls were clear. He picked up the lamp and said, "It's a shame they all went there."
It’s time to see the guests off, otherwise you won’t be frightened when you see the lights suddenly light up here?”
When I light up the lights, the surroundings are no longer so spooky, and the furniture looks more homely and closer to someone's life.
The old man walked around the small hall by the light, touched the furniture, but his tentacles were covered with dust, and said: "His bedroom is upstairs, right? Let's go upstairs and have a look."
The young man sighed again: "There's nothing interesting to see upstairs."
Having said that, just like before, when the old man insisted on going upstairs, the young man couldn't resist him, so he had to step forward to support him and walk up the steps at the back.
The second floor is not high, so the two of them walked a few steps to get there. Once they got upstairs, they felt the cold wind blowing against their faces.
Where does the wind come from in this closed sword house?
Because the windows on the second floor have been opened. The front and rear halls are connected, and the second floor turns into a wind tunnel. The strong wind from outside pours straight into the house, making it difficult to open one's eyes.
What came in carelessly from the window was not only the night wind, but also light.
The light from the magic lamp downstairs also shines into the room through the wide open windows. Even in the dark, a little borrowed light illuminates the rough outline of the room.
Upstairs is indeed a bedroom. There is a person sitting on a bed.
I saw that the man was dressed in luxurious brocade clothes and had an upright appearance, but because the dim light left shadows of varying light and dark on his face, he became eerie and strange.
Seeing the two people with their eyes widened in the wind, the man nodded slowly and said, "Are you here?"
Not to mention that the old man was staring straight at that person, but the young man said loudly: "Are you hiding here? Shi Chunqing!"