Then Xue Mang Hall resounded with loud and hearty laughter again.

Chen Ping'an faced the seat of honor and drank half of the jar of wine in one breath. Then he turned to Mrs. Xiao Luan, raised the remaining half of the jar of wine high and said, "To the Goddess of the River."

Mrs. Xiao Luan drank it all in one gulp again.

This time, regardless of manners and etiquette, she quickly sat down, turned her head, and put her arm against her mouth.

After the farce, the banquet became lively again.

The female nuns in colorful clothes were busy all the time.

Some people had already left their seats and were coming and going to toast each other.

After all, monks from the five realms in Ziyang Mansion gathered this time, and many of them came from the monastic cave near Ziyang Mansion. The practice of Guanhai and Longmen, especially the dripping of water through stone, can be said to be a true Taoist monk.

It is very common not to see each other for ten years or even decades. If you reach the legendary Nascent Soul realm, it will be a quiet scene like a dragon hidden in the clouds.

The maid bent down and patted Mrs. Xiao Luan's back gently, but Xiao Luan bounced her away. The maid quickly stopped her hand and remained silent.

The drunken Mrs. Xiao Luan, whose appearance became more and more stunning and dazzling, whispered to Sun Dengxian: "Senior Deng, why don't you go have a drink with your friend?"

Sun Deng first looked troubled.

Mrs. Xiao Luan didn't know it was because she was drunk. She was very different from her usual graceful and dignified appearance. At this moment, she actually looked like a little woman, looking at Sun Dengxian pitifully.

Sun Dengxian was a little helpless. He had only respect for the Empress Jiang Shen but no yearning for her. But among all the heroes in the world, how many of the heroes in the world could have a hard-hearted heart when they saw the beautiful woman frowning and looking at her?

Sun Dengxian had no choice but to nod his head, stood up, held the cup, and was about to go to Chen Pingan's place to toast.

Sun Dengxian has such a stubborn temper. If you don't know that Chen Ping'an is the first-class nobleman of Ziyang Mansion and the guest that ancestor Wu Yi would like to please, he was just a young ranger in the third and fourth realms in his memory back then. When everyone met in the world, since

When they met again in Jianghu, not to mention that Chen Ping'an didn't come to toast, Sun Dengxian would also take the initiative to come to him to clink glasses and chat for a few words. But now Sun Dengxian felt uncomfortable all over and his pride was gone.

Sun Deng was stunned first.

I saw the young man in white clothes with a sword on his back, followed by a jumping black charcoal.

Girl.

Chen Ping'an walked up to Sun Dengxian and said, "Master Sun, here's a toast to you."

Although Sun Dengxian was a little nervous before, but Chen Ping'an was here, Sun Dengxian was still a little happy, and he felt that his face was bright. It was rare for him to have such a small moment of relief during this frustrating trip to Ziyang Mansion.

Smiling, he stood opposite Chen Pingan. After clinking their glasses, they each finished their glasses. When they clinked their glasses, Chen Pingan lowered his glass slightly. Sun Deng first felt that it was not appropriate, so he also lowered his glass. He never thought that Chen Pingan lowered his glass again.

Sun Deng first let it go.

After Sun Deng drank a glass of wine first, he was drinking alone tonight and was a little tipsy. Some words came to his lips and he blurted out: "Chen Pingan, where did you learn the rules of the wine table? They are very tacky!

Besides, I can’t afford this courtesy.”

Mrs. Xiao Luan had already stood up, and the two friends of Shuishen Mansion, including the old man, were a little dumbfounded when they saw Sun Dengxian being so informal.

Chen Ping'an's eyes were bright, "Master Sun, you deserve it!"

Sun Deng was overjoyed, "Didn't I catch a fox demon? Why do I miss you so much?"

Chen Ping'an didn't say what he felt about Jianghu. He just picked up the wine jar from the table nearby, poured himself a glass of wine, and poured it for Sun Dengxian. He said with a smile: "The road in the world is narrow and the wine glass is wide. I will meet Sun Daxia again."

Take one!”

The two of them drank the wine in one gulp, and Sun Deng laughed heartily and said, "Good guy, you are quite good at persuading people to drink."

Chen Ping'an smiled. He drank a jar of the powerful Laojiao saliva wine in one gulp and his face turned red.

He said goodbye to Sun Deng first and did not exchange pleasantries for long.

Not even a single word was exchanged with the White Bird River Water Goddess.

Before Chen Pingan left, he looked towards the gate.

The steward, who could only stay outside the threshold, kept looking longingly at Chen Pingan and Mrs. Xiao Luan. When he finally caught Chen Pingan's gaze, he immediately bowed his head.

Chen Pingan smiled, held up the empty cup, and then returned to his original position.

The steward, who had been fearful for a long time, was so excited that he almost burst into tears when he received this gesture.

Mrs. Xiao Luan sat in her seat, lowered her head, gently wiped the wine stains on her clothes, and breathed out a breath of turbid and alcoholic breath.

What's more terrifying than this kind of drunkenness to death is that if you want to drink hundreds of pounds of fine wine, the other party won't give you a chance to raise a glass and drink two or three liang.

The maid looked at the young man's retreating back, and after some thought, she felt a little grateful.

Pei Qian raised his head and asked curiously: "That old man, do you know how to look down on others? Master, are you not angry?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "What's so angry about this."

Pei Qian asked in a low voice: "Master is thinking about Mr. Sun and the others."

Chen Pingan patted her on the head and said, "You are the only smart one."

Not many steps away from his seat, Pei Qian grabbed Chen Pingan's gentle palm. Chen Pingan asked curiously: "What's wrong?"

Pei Qian said with a smile: "Take advantage of the good master's fairy spirit and charlatan spirit."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Yes, you can eat and drink along with me. Where can I find such a master?"

Pei Qian asked cautiously: "Master, can I have a little bit of the old dragon's saliva wine? It's so delicious, I'm so greedy."

Chen Pingan asked: "What do you think?"

Pei Qian nodded and said, "I think you can drink a small cup. I also think the world is narrow and the wine glass is wide."

Chen Pingan pulled her ears and threw her on the exclusive seat of the small embroidered stool and table, "Drink your fruit wine."

Chen Ping'an was about to take his seat when Wu Yi stepped down from the main seat and came to him. She waved her hand and signaled Xue Mangtang, who had suddenly become quiet, to continue drinking. When the banquet returned to the noisy state,

Wu Yi asked in his heart: "Master Chen, have you killed many dragons?"

Chen Pingan shook his head.

In the battle of Jiaolonggou, it was not the Nascent Soul dragon that he killed with his own hands.

Suddenly remembering that Chen Pingan single-handedly killed the eel monster on the border of Daquan Dynasty in Tongyezhou from beginning to end, Chen Pingan frowned and asked, "What did Yuan Jun see?"

Seeing Chen Ping'an shaking his head, Wu Yi felt a little unhappy in his heart. But when he thought of the two letters from home, which were more effective than the imperial edict, he could only explain patiently: "I can't ask the young master's past in detail, but I can see that.

The young master has a lot of karma on his body."

Chen Ping'an asked curiously: "How to say?"

Wu Yi smiled and said: "There are some monsters in the world. Killing them can bring you merit, or it may bring you karma. Confucianism has always kept this unusual rule a secret, so Mr. Chen may not be very clear about it."

Chen Pingan asked directly: "Is there any way to crack and eliminate it?"

Wu Yi gave up and said, "Don't worry, the young master will stay in Ziyang Mansion for a day or two anyway. When he wakes up, I will talk to the young master about this. Just drink tonight and don't talk about these disappointing things."

There is no banquet in the world that never ends.

Wu Yi was the first to leave.

Chen Ping'an also quickly left Xuemang Hall with Pei Qian and the others and returned the same way.

Pei Qian was still very excited and did not forget to take the hiking pole. Along the way, she sang her own songs, which were all folk sayings from her hometown in Longquan County that she heard from her master, "

Today the Thunder God is singing, but tomorrow there will be less rain. Swallows fly low and snakes cross the aisles, ants move to the mountains and wear hats... The moon is hairy, heavy rain washes trenches. The sky is covered with carp spots, and there is no need to plow the grain tomorrow..."

There is no stopping.

Zhu Lian had already heard this ballad until his ears became calluses, and persuaded him: "Nvxia Pei, please do a good job and let my ears go?"

Pei Qian lamented, she was in a good mood tonight, so she followed the old cook. She took a few steps forward on the quiet road, waving her hiking stick, "There are wild dogs running around in the world, and jackals are in charge, which makes the world so dangerous."

, everyone is in danger. But I haven’t mastered the peerless swordsmanship and knife skills. It’s my fault. It’s all my fault.”

Zhu Lian kicked her in the butt.

Pei Qian staggered a few steps, but still stood calmly, turned his head and said angrily: "What are you doing?"

Zhu Lian was about to laugh at her when he suddenly let out a sigh, looked up and stretched out his hand, "Is it raining?"

Chen Pingan snorted.

It started to rain really softly.

The group of people quickened their pace and returned to the treasure house.

Shirou is a yin creature and doesn't need sleep, so she stays on the first floor.

Zhu Lian and Pei Qian live on the second and third floors respectively.

Chen Ping'an stood alone in the corridor on the fourth floor. There was not much rain tonight.

Walking around in the corridor for half an hour, the smell of alcohol inside and outside my body disappeared.

Chen Ping'an returned to his room to sleep. He slept very lightly. After all, in Ziyang Mansion, there was a master named Wu Yi who had an unpredictable temperament.

Later in the night, there was a gentle knock on the door.

Chen Pingan got dressed and got up. When he opened the door, he saw someone he never expected.

Baihu River Water Goddess, Mrs. Xiao Luan.

Her eyes were complicated, she was very shy, and she was still trying to speak. She seemed to have changed into a dress that fit her better. She turned her head, bit her lip, mustered up her courage, and whispered softly: "Mr. Chen..."
Chapter completed!