A sudden snowstorm hit Datian Village last night, covering the village with a thick layer of snow.
It's still snowing today, but the wind has stopped. As dusk approaches, the village suddenly becomes lively.
The crackling sound of the explosion can be heard constantly, mixed with the innocent and cheerful laughter of the children.
Collect wild bean pods growing in the mountains or beside the fields, dry them in the sun and sieve out the beans. Just fill them into bamboo tubes or wooden poles and light them with fire, and the dried beans will explode into a ball of tofu.
The popping sound is clear and loud, and it is said to have the effect of driving away evil spirits.
This is said to be unlikely to be true, but the popped bean curd is actually sweet and delicious, and has become the best snack for the children in the village during the Chinese New Year.
If you can dip it in some honey, it will be even more delicious!
In the main house of the village, Xiaohe brought a large bowl of freshly popped beancurd to the dining table.
The girl's face was red and she looked very excited.
The table is already filled with delicious food.
This New Year's Eve dinner was prepared by the most skilled chef in the village. All the ingredients were spiritual ingredients and were jointly contributed by three elders.
After asking for the exorcism drum back, Wang Chen's reputation in the village rose to its peak, and they all fawned over Wang Chen even more.
Picking up the ivory chopsticks on the table, Wang Chen smiled and said to Xiao He, "Sit down and eat together."
As soon as he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed and he stood up immediately.
Xiaohe, who didn't know why, was immediately startled.
Wang Chen looked at the closed door, his eyes sharper than ever before.
Squeak!
The door of the village main house suddenly opened automatically, and a slender figure flashed into the courtyard with the wind and snow in the sky.
Seeing the visitor, Wang Chen breathed a sigh of relief and immediately stepped out of the room to greet him: "I've met fellow Taoist!"
This uninvited guest turned out to be Luo Zhen!
I haven't seen him for several months, and the Xiu Xiu of the Southern Territory Patrol Department of the Xihai Sect doesn't seem to have changed at all, except that there is a hint of weather in his eyes.
He smiled and said: "You should call me senior brother now."
It’s done!
Wang Chen was immediately overjoyed: "I've seen Senior Brother Luo, please come in and talk!"
Luo Zhen was not polite and sat down at the dining table.
"Well, the food is good."
Wang Chen really didn't expect that the other party would come to tell him the good news at this time today.
If he knew it, he would definitely add hundreds or thousands of spiritual stones to buy better spiritual materials to entertain this Xihai Sect senior brother.
"Tonight is New Year's Eve, and the chopsticks haven't been touched yet for the New Year's Eve dinner. If senior brother doesn't mind it, just make do with it."
Wang Chen personally poured a glass of spiritual wine for Luo Zhen, and at the same time motioned for Xiao He to step aside first.
If there were two people, he could have New Year's Eve dinner with Xiao He at the same table, but it would not be appropriate to entertain Luo Zhen.
After all, the difference between superior and inferior is too deeply rooted in people's hearts in this world.
In addition, it is not appropriate for Xiao He to hear the content of his conversation with Luo Zhen, so as not to cause trouble or distress to her.
Luo Zhen picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, sighing: "This is the first time for me to have New Year's Eve dinner in so many years."
This is a monk with a story.
Wang Chen thought silently in his heart, while showing an awkward but polite smile.
Luo Zhen shook his head, then raised the wine bottle: "Come on, junior brother, let's have a drink first!"
Since the other party is interested, Wang Chen should accompany him.
The two of them exchanged glasses of wine and drank from a pot of spiritual wine.
After Wang Chen finished drinking the spiritual wine he had prepared, Luo Zhen took out wine jars one after another from his storage bag.
The two of them drank this New Year's Eve dinner for two full hours!
He probably drank thousands of spiritual stones.
By the end of the drink, Wang Chen couldn't help but feel a little drunker.
This kind of drunkenness is not caused by drunkenness, but caused by absorbing too much spiritual power in a short period of time.
Similar to the effect of drunken spiritual energy.
In contrast, Luo Zhen, who had much more advanced cultivation, remained calm. He also kindly reminded Wang Chen: "When you go to the inner sect in the future, you must practice your drinking ability, otherwise you will be bullied."
Wang Chen was curious: "If you want to go to the inner gate, do you still have to drink alcohol?"
Luo Zhen said meaningfully: "You will know when you go there."
After a pause, he put down his wine glass and continued: "I am here to formally inform you that your merits have been reviewed and approved by the Honors Department, and reported to the sect for the reward of an inner disciple."
"After the New Year, you can go to the Central Region and report to the sect!"
With that said, Luo Zhen took out a shining jade plaque and gave it to Wang Chen: "Congratulations."
"Thank you, senior brother!"
Wang Chen took the jade plaque with both hands and felt it was heavy.
On the front of the jade plaque are engraved three ancient Chinese characters "西海宗", followed by his name.
The shape of the jade plaque is very simple, without any fancy decorations.
But Wang Chen felt that this identity plate was extraordinary, like a top-notch magic weapon.
There must be something mysterious in it!
"You should study it yourself slowly."
Luo Zhen saw through Wang Chen's thoughts at a glance and said: "Remember, the cards are there and the people are there, the cards destroy the people."
Wang Chen's heart trembled: "I understand."
He immediately put the identity plate into his storage bag: "Thank you, senior brother!"
"Don't be so hasty to thank me yet."
Luo Zhen waved his hand and said: "Yuan Shenkui's case is extremely involved. He has a large number of rewards hanging on his body. In addition to the reward for the title of the inner disciple, everything else I can get has been used to deal with it."
He looked at Wang Chen with calm eyes.
"Thank you for your hard work, senior brother!"
Wang Chen handed over a storage bag that had been prepared without hesitation: "It's a small thank you, senior brother, please accept it."
The Xihai Spiritual Domain is the territory of the Xihai Sect, and the inner disciples of the largest immortal sect in the Shanhai Realm can truly be said to be the best among men.
There are hundreds of millions of monks in the spiritual realm, and I don’t know how many of them have sharpened their heads to join them.
If Wang Chen thinks that he can reap all the benefits by capturing Yuan Shenkui, then he is too naive.
As an outsider, he has no foundation or connections in the Xihai Lingyu.
If others want to take credit for Wang Chen's achievements, there are many ways to make him shut up.
So what about Master Zifu, there are so many of them in the remote town!
Wang Chen was undoubtedly lucky to meet Luo Zhen.
So Wang Chen believes in Luo Zhen and can only believe in him. He has no other choice!
This storage bag contains 100,000 spiritual stones, which are prepared as benefits to the other party.
What Wang Chen wants is the identity of an inner disciple of the Xihai Sect!
Luo Zhen took the storage bag and weighed it, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes: "You are really willing to give it up."
He threw the storage bag back to Wang Chen and said: "I don't need these spiritual stones. If you want to repay me, do me a favor in the future. Remember whatever favor you have."
Wang Chen said without any hesitation: "Okay!"
Luo Zhen smiled: "I really saw the right person."
He grabbed a wine jar next to him, drank all the remaining wine in one gulp, and then threw the empty jar to the ground.