Chapter 17 Not causing trouble does not mean being afraid of trouble
Chapter 17: Not causing trouble does not mean that you are afraid of trouble
"Come here! Call Xinning over." Xin Yue called out.
Not long after, Xinning came back inexplicably. When he saw the red-faced man Qu Shiwei, he quickly saluted, "Senior..."
"Okay. You kid, after eating me for three days, pat your butt and leave, I'm not here anymore. Damn it! I'm going to eat you for three days too. Knowing that you talk nice things, it's more economical to have something practical.
Hehe!" Qu Shiwei didn't give Xinning any chance to impress him. "Boy, I heard that your barbecue has a special taste, I just want to try it."
"Senior, don't worry, we happen to have some wild game at home. Originally, I was going to get together with my brothers and sisters at home in the evening. It just so happens that it's getting late. Could you, senior, condescend to have a drink with me and other juniors?" Xinning naturally extended the invitation.
"Huh! Why not? I'm about to taste it and lead the way." Qu Shiwei was naturally not polite.
"Ancestor, grandpa, the master of the house, can you give Xinning some thin noodles to eat with us?" Xinning was naturally very considerate.
"Okay, we just have nothing to do and let's go together." Xin Yue and Xin Lin Li said in unison. The family leader Xin Lin Shi didn't dare to have any objections and followed behind.
The martial arts arena was filled with smoke and fragrance, "Brother Xinning, why did you come here?" Sister Xinyue was the first to see Xinning, and she ran over quickly, complaining so much that it was better to say she was acting coquettishly.
"That's right, brother Xinning, if you don't come again, it won't be your fault." Xin Lan also joked when he saw it.
There are forty or fifty children of all sizes in the martial arts arena, ranging from children aged thirteen or fourteen to young people in their twenties, and even some in their thirties. This is a habit formed spontaneously in the new home. At the end of every month, there is a barbecue party for young warriors.
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To be honest, it’s because of three reasons: firstly, the cumin barbecue invented by Xinning is really delicious and fragrant; secondly, Xinning’s song “A Laugh in the Sea” is impressive; thirdly, it’s new
Everyone admired Ning's genius, so they spontaneously held barbecue gatherings at the end of every month to exchange feelings.
"Brother Xinning, I usually obey you. I am an eighth-level warrior. I dare say that I am a genius, but I am still no match for you. But today I don't obey you. Since you are at home, you are still late. Do you look down on us brothers?
Sisters, brothers and sisters, let Brother Xinning sing a new song for you, okay?" A bearded man in his thirties, the oldest man here, named Xin Meng, was a bold man, and he was the most enthusiastic at this time.
"Okay!" Forty or fifty children said in unison, with great momentum.
"One from Xinning!"
"One from Xinning!"
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The voices of dozens of people came one after another.
A small family has the advantage of being a small family, and it is easy to unite. Especially with Xinning, a "child" who has experienced forty years in the previous life, being the instigator, it is easy to have centripetal force.
This world worships force and heroes. Xinning's seventh-level warriors are no less powerful than ninth-level warriors. The younger generation has great appeal. Influenced by the 180-year-old ancestor, Xinning hopes that the family will become stronger and unite deliberately.
Everyone. So, when everyone listened to coaxing Xinning to sing together, they immediately thought of the song "Swordsman" that Xinning sang back then.
"Okay!" Xinning saw everyone's excitement and his expression remained unchanged. He picked up a big stick with one hand and overturned a large copper basin with the other. There are no musical instruments in this world, so let's make do with this thing.
"Dear brothers and sisters, Xinning traveled around the world some time ago, where life and death were separated, love, hate, and resentment were in our hearts. From what I felt in my heart, I sang a song for everyone, "With a sword in hand, I ask the world who is the hero." (There is no overlord in this world, so why not
Ning also changed the name of the song)." After saying that, Xinning hit the copper basin with a big stick to set the rhythm.
"I stood in the fierce wind wishing that I could tear away my heart and look at the sky in pain
The clouds in the four directions move the sword in hand and ask the world who is the hero
There are hundreds of beauties in this world. I only love you with that kind of sadness. Who will be different when we say goodbye?
How many years of love has hastily ruined your most loyal love in my heart, sharing life and death together
You exchanged your tenderness for my heartless indulgence. You are the most loyal in my heart.
My tears are rushing to the sky and I will be the hero in the next life
When I go back, the setting sun is shining brightly. In my heart, you are the most loyal. We share joys and sorrows in life and death.
You exchanged your tenderness for my heartless indulgence. You are the most loyal in my heart.
My tears are rushing to the sky. In the next life, I will be the hero and return home. The setting sun is thick.
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The samurai had an excellent memory, and the crowd was excited after reading it over and over again.
"Brother Xinning sang well, sing it again!" Xin Meng was the first to applaud.
"Do it again!" dozens of people cheered.
"Okay! Let's sing together." Xinning did not hesitate and immediately started to encourage.
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Look at the sky
Sifangyun moves his sword in his hand and asks the world who is the hero...
My tears are rushing to the sky. In the next life, I will be the hero and return home. The setting sun is thick...
You exchanged your tenderness for my heartlessness...
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"Okay, how about we all drink and sing at the same time?" Xinning shouted.
"Okay! Brother, let's have a deer leg. You and I will have a big bowl of it." Xinmeng picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp, quite proudly.
"Okay! You'd be a bastard if you don't drink, haha!"
"Senior, come here, this is the unique barbecue flavor of my new home. I guarantee you have never tasted it." As he said that, Xinning held a plate of barbecue and served it to Qu Shiwei.
Qu Shiwei had no arrogance, tore off a piece of rabbit meat and chewed it.
"Boy, no wonder you can smell the fragrance from so far away. It's so damn delicious." Qu Shiwei said, "It's just that the wine is a bit bad. Come here, I have some good wine. You and I can drink together." As he said this, he conjured up a picture.
A wine gourd and two wine glasses.
"Oh my god, it's at least more than ten years old." Xinning has been drinking wine for many years. As soon as he smells the aroma, he knows that the only aged wine he has drunk in two lifetimes was when he was promoted to a high-level warrior. Grandpa took out the treasure and I don't know how much.
The fifty-year-old wine is not watered down in this world.
Whoops! The smell of wine attracted a dozen drunkards.
"Brother Xinning, who is this brother? Can this wine be..." Xinmeng is the most powerful here and has the thickest skin. Seeing that Qu Shiwei is not much older than him, he licks his face and asks.
"Brother Meng, don't be rude, call me senior! This is a guest from our house, and he is from the same generation as my grandfather." Xinning's face darkened. Although Xinning was young, his face darkened, and Xin Meng became excited.
The same generation as Grandpa Xinning, and still so young, a martial arts master!
"It's okay, I just want to sing such a good song for you today. I will make an exception today, and everyone who comes will have a share." After saying that, dozens of cups appeared on the big stone table, and the wine pot flashed, and all the cups were filled with wine.
"Boy, you sing so boldly, why are you such a coward when it comes to drinking?" He then conjured up two bowls big enough to hold half a catty of wine.
"Okay! Senior thinks highly of Xinning, so I respect Xinning first." After saying that, he picked up the big bowl and said, "Brothers, senior is here to be a guest in our family. Come, bring up all the drinks you can drink, and don't spoil my new son's.
So heroic." Comrade Xinning started to incite again.
"Okay!" Xinning's powerful appeal led to more than twenty boys of different ages standing up and picking up wine glasses.
"Come, let's all wish our seniors a sword in hand and a proud future."
"I wish you, senior, with a sword in your hand, you will be proud of the world." Everyone shouted in unison and drank it all in one gulp.
"Okay! There is a good man in the new family, and I will drink with him." Qu Shiwei also drank it all. Originally, he liked this kid because of Youlan's sake, but now the more he looks at it, the more he likes him. There is a huge gap between martial arts masters and warriors in the world.
Gone in one sweep.
"These few gourds are a meeting gift for everyone. You're welcome. We don't feel comfortable with me here. Everyone has a good time." Qu Shiwei said.
"Two brothers, we are gone." He cupped his hands in the darkness behind him, and as soon as he finished speaking, no one was there, but there were a few more wine gourds on the table.
Grandpa's cousin Xin jumped up, and Xin Linli swooped over.
"Xinning, I know that the person just now has no ill intentions towards you. I don't ask how you met. I just want to tell you that the family and us old guys should speak up when needed. Our Xin family in Fire Wing Mansion
"Don't cause trouble, but that doesn't mean you're afraid of trouble." Xinyue Qi said in a sonorous and forceful tone. The dignity of a martial artist is not so easy to offend.
"Ancestor, don't worry, this junior has a sense of propriety and will never cause trouble to the family." Xinning stood up and saluted.
"I believe you." Xin Yueqi said and disappeared.
"Child, if you have something to talk to grandpa, my cousin is right. Our Huoyi Mansion Xin family does not cause trouble, but that does not mean we are afraid of trouble." Grandpa Xin Linli also flashed away after finishing speaking.
"Why, Brother Xinning has something to say. The martial arts master is very bad! A dozen of us brothers swarmed him and fought to the death." Xinmeng is a carefree man, but he is very loyal.
"Yes, even though we are weak in strength, we are not lacking in heroism. We will fight him to the death."
"Yeah, damn it! Let's practice hard. If there are dozens of martial arts masters in our family, who would dare to mess with us?"
"Okay, everyone has seen it. Does that senior look like someone who is seeking revenge? There is no one who seeks revenge and delivers drinks. That is the senior I met during my training." Xinning quickly corrected him.
"Yeah, that guy is nice. He even left us several gourds of wine... wine! Damn it, leave a bottle for me." Xin Meng shouted, and a group of people rushed forward.
"Huh huh! Fortunately, I was so smart that I hid a few gourds in advance. You little brats don't know how to drink. It's a waste to drink it for you. It's almost 40 degrees of aging for more than ten years."
Xinning was very proud. No one had noticed that this guy had a space ring. He just thought he was in high style and would not compete with everyone. In fact, out of more than twenty gourds, this guy hid six gourds and licked his face until he had just grabbed one.
In front of the new meng of the gourd, each person drank half and half, drinking happily.