The rickety old man laughed. As he jumped down from the tall building, his extraordinary lightness seemed to be coming slowly on invisible stairs. Behind the rickety old man, the strong man and the skinny young man also followed behind. Although his skills were not as good as the rickety old man,
But in comparison, the physical strength of this strong man was higher than that of Leng Buyu, while the thin young man was slightly inferior to Leng Buyu.
The three men in purple stood about ten steps in front of Leng Buyu. The rickety old man had his hands behind his waist, the strong man still held the bow, and the thin young man had his hands folded across his chest and looked disdainful towards Leng Buyu.
The rickety old man stretched out one hand in front of him, stroking his black and white beard, with a kind smile on his face, and said with a smile: "My little friend, I have heard about his name for a long time, and today I have finally seen him."
Seeing that the rickety old man had no ill intentions, Leng Buyu put the sword back into its sheath.
Seeing Leng Buyu frowning slightly, his eyes still wary, the rickety old man smiled again, and then said: "When greeting others, you should introduce yourself to your family first. My little friend, I call you Hua Tianwei,
These two boys are the third generation of the Hua family. You two, why don’t you introduce yourselves to the little Sword Master!"
The rickety old man named Hua Tianwei opened his mouth, but the strong man was obedient. He still held the bow in his hand and cupped his fists and said: "Hua Wuqi, a wild man in the mountains. The sword master is good at swordsmanship. Hua Wuqi has learned from me."
Seeing the respectful attitude of the other party, Leng Buyu also clasped his fists in return. The thin boy standing on the other side of the rickety old man Hua Tianwei just glanced sideways at Leng Buyu, snorted in his nostrils, and still crossed his arms across his chest.
He didn't speak either.
Hua Tianwei looked at it, frowned, and coughed softly. Hua Wuqi naturally understood what his elder meant, walked up behind the skinny boy, and slapped the skinny boy on the back of the head.
The new and thin boy felt pain and said "Ouch", his hands kept rubbing the back of his head, his face full of anger. But when he looked at the rickety old man Hua Tianwei and the strong man Hua Wuqi, his eyes were frightened and he lost his courage.
Hua Wuqi raised his hand, as if he was going to hit him again, and the thin young man took two steps back, but instead came closer and said nothing.
The two of them took a video together, Leng Buyu had a playful look on his face, the thin young man frowned and said perfunctorily: "A descendant of the Hua family, Hua Shaozhan."
Knowing the names of the three people, it goes without saying that they are the Hua family of the descendants of General Zifenghua. Although the Hua family is hidden from the world, in recent years people have only talked about the young master of the Hua family, Hua Wuyi, and the maidservant of Taohua Temple.
Ni Ji's romantic anecdotes, but the Hua family is the Hua family after all, so Leng Buyu will naturally give him a respectful attitude.
Leng Buyu once again clasped his hands and said in a respectful voice: "Leng Buyu, Mu Hanlou, I have met my senior."
"It's ridiculous for a young junior to call himself the Sword Master."
After Leng Buyu finished speaking, the thin young man named Hua Shaozhen looked disdainful and muttered in a low voice. Her voice was indeed not loud, but it was a pity that he had forgotten that among the people at this moment, there were all those with low cultivation level.
It goes without saying that a master of the art has good ears.
Leng Buyu suddenly felt that this young man was quite interesting, while the rickety old man Hua Tianwei showed a dissatisfied look, and even a hint of anger between his eyebrows.
Without the rickety old man taking action, Hua Wuqi had already taken action and slapped Hua Shaozhen on the back of the head again. After being slapped again, Hua Shaozhen almost jumped up in pain.
Seeing his expression of being angry but not speaking out, Leng Buyu couldn't help but laugh out loud when he saw him, which made him even more annoyed.
The rickety old man spends his days doing nothing anymore
The younger member of the Hui family smiled again and said coldly: "Young Sword Master, this is not the place to talk after all. I'm sure we can find a secluded place and sit down and chat!"
Leng Buyu was also quite curious about Hua Wuyi, so he nodded.
Waiting for Hua Wuqi to shoot out, nail the two arrows into the stone slab together with the two arrows that were destroyed by Leng Buyu. Leng Buyu took the group to the inn where he stayed.
I don't know whether it happened that this inn happened to be nearby, or whether Leng Baoyu was planning to take these three people from the Hua family to this inn.
After sitting down, the boy naturally recognized Leng Buyu, not to mention that Leng Buyu was a customer in the store. His unique clothes alone were memorable and interesting. Every time he came with this guest
The guests are also dressed in unusual clothes.
The boy thought, maybe these guests are all heroes of the Jianghu, and they don’t know what kind of place Jianghu is?
After the boy went down, four pots of small wine and two plates of wine and food were brought up soon after. When the wine was on the table, Leng Baiyu noticed that there was a moment of joy and greed in the eyes of the thin young man Hua Shaozhen.
But this joy and greed only lasted for a moment, and he soon returned to his usual indifference and disdain.
Leng Buyu took the jug of wine in front of him without using the wine bowl. He pulled out the red stopper directly, raised the jug and poured wine into his mouth. After a few mouthfuls of wine went into his throat, he put the jug down and wiped it with the back of his hand.
With excess drink in the corner of his mouth, he let out a happy "ah" sound.
Leng Buyu would not act like this normally. He did this just to tease Hua Shaozhan. As expected, Hua Shaozhan saw Leng Buyu drinking in pain, his eyes lit up, and he swallowed in disgrace.
Hua Tianwei naturally caught a glimpse of Hua Shaozhan's embarrassing appearance, but acted as if he hadn't seen it. He just picked up the bottle of wine in front of him and uncorked it. Then he straightened a wine bowl, filled himself a bowl, and held it.
He took a sip of wine from the wine bowl, thought about it, and nodded.
Another person at the table, Hua Wuqi, also picked up the wine bottle and took a sip. Then his eyes shone and he praised directly: "What a good wine!"
The actions of the three of them made Hua Shaozhan even more uncomfortable, but without Hua Tianwei nodding in agreement, he wouldn't have the guts to open the bottle of wine.
Perhaps Leng Buyu thought the teasing was enough, or perhaps he thought it was time to chat with Hua Tianwei about something serious, so he grabbed the last bottle of wine and pulled out the stopper. Hua Shaozhan's eyes followed the bottle and saw the stopper.
After being pulled out, I thought Leng Buyu had a dark heart, so he prepared to take advantage of both of them, and the hatred in his eyes became even more intense.
But then, Leng Buyu pushed the wine bottle in front of Hua Shaozhen. Hua Shaozhan's eyes shone with light before he stretched out his hand and then retracted it.
The rickety old man Hua Tian couldn't help but smile, then nodded and agreed. Seeing that his elders agreed, Hua Shaozhan immediately grabbed the wine bottle, put his mouth to the wine bottle and took a few sips, which was a great pleasure.
When Leng Buyu saw him, he couldn't help but burst into laughter. Before, Hua Shaozhan would have glared angrily, but now, Hua Shaozhan burped and grinned playfully at Leng Buyu.
Judging from his age, he should be seventeen or eighteen, but his temperament is like that of a seven or eight-year-old baby.
The food was served very quickly today. The waiter put the chicken, duck, fish and other dishes on the table twice. The waiter was sweet-mouthed and said flattering words while serving the food. Leng Buyu thought he was an eyesore, so he gave it to him.
Send away a handful of coppers.
There were about twenty copper coins in this handful. The boy stepped back with a smile on his face.
Leng Buyu didn't have the elders-first rule, so he picked up the chopsticks and took a bite of green vegetables for himself. Hua Tianwei didn't have the temperament of an old scholar, so he picked up the chopsticks and picked vegetables at will.
There are many things that are hard to say openly or at the tea table, but there is nothing that is hard to say at the wine table or the dinner table.
Hua Tianwei asked directly: "What does Mu Hanlou mean when the little Sword Master comes to Han Su City?"
Leng Buyu didn't even stop using his chopsticks and nodded directly.
Hua Tianwei nodded with satisfaction and asked again: "Young Sword Master, have you met the Lord of Hancheng, Bai Ling Nine Arrows?"
Leng Buyu still nodded and made no other moves.
Hua Tianwei didn't respond at all to the coldness. Although there was still a smile on his face and eyes, his movements of stroking his beard were a little slower. He asked again: "Bai Ling's arrows are not the same as those of a junior like me."
How does it compare to the arrows?"
Hearing this, Leng Buyu finally stopped using his chopsticks. He didn't look at Hua Tianwei, but looked directly at Hua Wiqi. Seeing Leng Buyu looking at him, Hua Wiqi also put down his chopsticks and filled them up.
A bowl of wine, served cold and silently.
Leng Buyu directly picked up the wine bottle, raised his eyebrows, and then took several large mouthfuls of the wine bottle into his throat. Hua Wiqi also picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp.
"Since I'm called Hua Wiqi, I guess my status is not low among the younger generation of the Hua family. Hua Wuqi, Hua Wiqi, is he similar to your Hua family's young master Hua Wuyi?"
Neither Hua Wuqi nor the elders of the Hua family have spoken yet. Instead, Hua Shaozhan spoke first and said: "That is, among the younger generation of the Hua family, apart from the eldest brother, my second brother is the most important.
Junjie..."
Before Hua Shaozhan finished speaking, he heard a cough, and Hua Shaozhan immediately stopped beating the eggplant.
Hua Tianwei smiled, and then said: "Wu Qi's child is not bad in talent. He is indeed not weaker than the young master. The future Hua family will also have to work hard for Wu Qi."
Hearing Hua Tianwei say this, Hua Shaozhan's eyes were filled with pride.
Leng Buyu nodded and asked: "Senior, do you think that Bai Ling, the lord of Han City, has something to do with Hua Wuyi, the young master of the Hua family?"
As soon as these words came out, the three people from the Hua family couldn't help but stop their movements. Leng Buyu saw him and laughed out loud. They saw him holding the wine bottle again, raising it to the three people from the Hua family, and then drank the remaining wine in it.
Finished drinking.
But the three members of the Hua family were like stone sculptures, frozen there. Even if Hua Shaozhan wanted to drink or eat food, he did not dare to make any move at this time.
But the reaction of the Hua family later was not what Leng Buyu had expected. Hua Tianwei smiled again, and then nodded, saying: "Young Sword Saint, you really have a pair of magical eyes. I don't know what others are like. I just
Speaking of old age, I also think so. Although the younger generation with excellent archery skills may not be from my Hua family, but did the appearance of these nine arrows with white feathers come too suddenly? My dear swordsman, tell me, under the world
How could such a coincidence happen?"
Leng Buyu held the empty wine bottle tightly with his hand and said nothing. The atmosphere remained deadlocked for a while. Leng Buyu suddenly laughed out loud, and then said: "What is Bai Ling's identity and background? It's really surprising."
People are curious. But I think this Bai Ling is not Hua Wuxin, the young master of your Hua family. If I say this, will senior believe it?"