90|Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet at Moon Festival 2

However, even if it is ugly, it is better to go there. He is not like the rain division has been done for hundreds of years of hidden cultivation faction, not like the earth division like because there are secret matters in the body, more not like the water division that is to do whatever you want to do what you can do to me, if no one is, but always become a special case, want to do not attend what do not attend what, in the long run, on the other side of the dissatisfaction, the discussion, even if he himself feel nothing, but Jun Wu is not good to do. Therefore, at that moment, he promised Shi Qingxuan: “Good, I will definitely be there at that time.”

During the past few days, Xie Ren tried several methods, but could not succeed in separating Qi Rong’s soul and this man’s body, Qi Rong became more and more complacent. Fortunately, there is a valley has not minded to his “father” to feed, otherwise Xie Ren really do not want to stuff this mouth anything. Mid-autumn day, Xie Ren set up a formation outside the Bodhi Shellfish Guan, locked the door, leaving Ruoxi to continue to tie up Qi Rong, to the immortal capital to report.

The poem says, “The White Jade Capital in the sky has twelve buildings and five cities. The immortal touched my top, and my hair was tied for immortality.” The White Jade Capital here is Xianjing. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Immortal Capital was in a brand-new weather, except for the streets, corridors, and the vicinity of the buildings, Xie Ren saw many guards, thinking that the guards had been strengthened several times after the Flower City broke through once. That banquet is located in the open air in front of the moon, agar incense, auspicious clouds, flowers such as blowing snow, can be one side of the feast sound music, one side of the moon watching the night. People enjoy the moon, take the thumb and forefinger pinch a circle, the moon at most just frame in this circle. But in the immortal capital to enjoy the moon, the full moon bright white, as if a huge jade curtain standing not far away, as if a few more steps will be able to catch up with it, is really the beauty of the earth can not be seen.

The head of the feast, naturally is Jun Wu needless to say. But how the rest of the people sit, each kind of hidden a great mystery, order and position have to pay attention to, sit high nature is never, sit low probably the magi themselves are not willing. Xie Ren does not care about this, however, the Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet is to be attended in formal attire, that is to say, it is best for you to wear what you look like in the statue of the god on earth, and what you look like on the day of the banquet. Xie Ren now has no idol at all, so he is still in a white robe with a bucket hat on his back, which is shabby, but there is really no better clothes. Such attire was also quite noticeable, so he felt it was better to sit hidden.

Who knows, he had already casually found a corner to sit down, but when he looked up, he saw Feng Xin walking over. Both of them hesitated for a moment and gave a slight nod to each other as a greeting. Feng Xin took a few steps forward, then turned back and asked, “Why are you sitting here?”

Xie Ren thought he was sitting on the wrong seat, stood up, and said, “I thought I could sit anywhere.”

Feng Xin was about to speak, but Xie Ren saw Shi Qingxuan waving at him from afar. Shi Qingxuan was in female form at the moment, and Feng Xin turned around as if he had seen some kind of shadow, and was so alarmed that he left Xie Ren behind and hurried away. Shi Qingxuan called out again, “Your Highness, here!”

Wind Master was a big celebrity in the Upper Heavenly Court, and she naturally sat in an excellent position, closer to Jun Wu. This move and call, many magi looked over, originally resting his cheeks in silence, Jun Wu also saw Xie Ren, nodded slightly to him, Xie Ren only had to go over. Along the way, he really did not see Lang Qianqiu, it is said that in order to find Qi Rong’s whereabouts, he had pushed back the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet early. Shi Qingxuan gave Xie Ren a seat next to him, the feng shui is excellent, Xie Ren feel not very suitable, but the wind master is too kind to refuse, already pressed him to sit down, said: ”Later after the banquet I will take you to look for that child. Ugly is a bit ugly, but quite well-behaved.” At this point, he could only say thank you. When he turned his head, the one sitting near the two of them was Ming Yi, who was playing with a jade cup, and the hand holding the cup was even whiter than the jade cup. Seeing that his face was unharmed, it looked like the injuries he sustained in the Ghost Market last time had already healed, Xie Ren said, “Master Earth Master, how are you?”

Ming Yi’s head nodded a little, seemingly not very eager to speak. Shi Qingxuan, however, was the polar opposite of him, recognizing everyone, and being able to say a few words to those before and after him and even those a hundred thousand eight hundred thousand miles away, Xie Ren was very impressed that he was actually able to memorize the names of so many big and small magi. Sitting beside him was a teenager of eighteen or nineteen years old, with a high nose and deep eyes, and slightly curly black hair. Xie Ren didn’t recognize him, and he didn’t recognize Xie Ren, and the two of them looked at each other for a while, both puzzled, ending with Xie Ren giving a haphazard greeting. Looking around again, Feng Xin and Mu情 were separated by an incomparable amount of openness, while sitting directly opposite him, talking very familiarly, were the three Magi.

On the left is a black-clothed official, eyebrows end Lang, generous, speaking five fingers gently in the desktop regularly tapping, a calm and collected look, inexplicably familiar; in the middle is of course, already very familiar Pei Ming; the right is a white-shirted gentleman, the hands of a paper fan gently shaking, the fan on the front of the “water”, the reverse side of the painting of the three water waves Streamline, eyebrows and teacher Qingxuan vaguely have six points similar, just out of the corner of the eye a haughty and frivolous attitude born, look at the gentleman, but the eyes clearly write that he can not afford to look down on anyone. In addition to that “water across the sky”, who else would it be?

Xie Ren’s heart realized, “‘Three Poisonous Tumors’.”

That black-clothed civil official, must be the strongest male phase form of the spirit grammar power, really meter hallowed. Those three people a pleasantries in the sky and into the ground are changing the pattern of mutual praise and boasting, heard the division Qingxuan frequently whispered: “Hypocrisy. Hypocritical to the extreme.” Xie Ren, however, found it quite amusing. At this time, he saw that there was a small ornate pavilion in front of the banquet, all four sides were covered by red curtains, and asked, “What is that?”

Shi Qingxuan laughed, “Oh, you don’t know, this is also a very popular game in the Upper Heavenly Court. Come, come, show you, it’s started now!”

As soon as the words fell, a few muffled thunders came from beyond the sky. Jun Wu looked at the sky, poured a cup of wine, and passed it on. Then, amidst the thunder, all the magi at the banquet began to laugh and shout as they passed the cup of wine, all saying, “Don’t give it to me! Don’t give it to me!” “Pass it his way!”

Just watching the others play, Xie Ren also roughly figured out the rules, and thought, “So it’s drumming and passing flowers.” The people transmitted the cup of wine passed down by Jun Wu to each other, it must not be spilled, and could be passed to anyone, but could not be passed back the other way. When the thunder stopped, the cup of wine was in the hands of whoever was taking the music. Just don’t know what kind of fun is to be taken. This game, for Xie Ren, could be considered not too friendly. Whoever you passed the wine cup to was the one you were going to tease, so it was usually passed to the number of people who were on good terms with them. However, he was not familiar with most of the Divine Magi present, so how could he be so mean as to just tease the others? At most, he could only pass it to the Wind Master, but who knew if the Wind Master would be the one who passed the wine to him?

Xie Ren thought to himself, “It’s best if no one passes it on to me. But maybe I’m the one who made a fool of myself.” Before he could say anything, the first round ended. The cup of wine rested in Pei Ming’s hand as expected, and it looked like Pei Ming was already used to it, drinking the wine in one go amidst booming shouts of approval, and all the magi clapped their hands and coaxed, “Rise! Up!”

In the midst of the cheering, the magnificent pavilion slowly pulled up the curtains on all sides. Only to see a tall general standing on the stage, striding with his head held high, so imposing. He didn’t seem to see these magistrates at the bottom at all, nor did he see the strange heavenly beauty outside the pavilion, walked a few steps, and began to sing words, stirring and high.

Originally, the wine cup passed to the hands of which magistrate, this pavilion will have to move up the earth about the magistrate’s play, play for everyone to see. Because people love to make things up, how do you know what kind of drama they will make up, and will not happen to be drawn, this game, can be said to be very shameful and thrilling. However, the fun is also here. It must be known that General Pei’s plays are wonderful because the female characters are different every time. Sometimes it is a fairy, sometimes it is a demoness, sometimes it is a girl, the female characters are one by one beautiful, the story is one by one impudent, all the magistrates watched with great interest, and looked forward to the female characters to come on the stage. Sure enough, not long ago, the stage came a black lady, voice like a yellow warbler, the two sang against each other for a while, the words and music are quite provocative | bold. The more people look at these two people feel wrong, have asked: “What is the name of this play?” “Who is the woman General Pei hooked up with this time?”

At that moment, General Pei on the stage said, “Jie Qing–“

Offstage, Pei Ming and Ling Wen both sprayed a mouthful of wine.

Who else could Jie Qing be, Ling Wen’s real name was Nangong Jie. The gods and goddesses were shocked: how is it that these two actually have an affair?

Ling Wen wiped the corners of his lips with a cloth napkin and said blandly, “Don’t think about it. Make it up.”

Although the two parties are a little depressed, but the good thing is that they are thick-skinned enough, on the stage ah ah ah ah act, off-stage they just as did not see. Shifu Wudu, however, did not let them go, shaking his fan and smiling, “This play is wonderful. What do you guys think.”

Spirit Man said, “There is nothing to feel. This play is very old, at that time my idol was not what it is now. It’s just folklore, if you think about it, in folklore, but if it’s a woman, how many old Pei haven’t hooked up?”

The crowd thought deeply. Pei Ming said: ”Hey, words can’t be said that way, folklore rumors spread about other I did pretty much hook up. This one I really haven’t. Don’t frame a good person.”

Spirit Man said, “According to you, folklore says that I’ve hooked up with even more male magi, and I haven’t hooked up with any of them yet, so wouldn’t I be sitting on pins and needles.”

Ling Wen since the general point up, folklore has been rumored that she is because she hooked up with a certain magistrate to come up, which is also the Ling Wen Temple early incense cold, no one worship one of the reasons, it is said that the protests when the fierce scolded, often people to her merit box to throw the bibs and menstruation cloth. However, if there are such rumors about the male Shinto priests, they get the reputation of being flirtatious and still enjoy it. It can be seen that although the situation is similar, there is a difference between men and women, the end is very different.

Just thought so, the next round started again. Shifu Wudu was still laughing just now, but this time it was his turn, and the two tumors beside him made congratulatory gestures at him in unison, “Present karma, please catch it.”

Shifu Wudu frowned and drank his wine as the curtain rose again, and before it reached the top, two long cries came from inside:

“Mistress–“

“Lang-“

The love was implied, a twist and turn, and a lingering twist. As a result, Xie Ren at the bottom witnessed Shi Wudu and Shi Qingxuan alive with goosebumps on half of their bodies.

Shi Qingxuan popped up and said, “Brother–! Quickly pinch it off!”

Shi Wudu immediately droned, “Put it down! Put it down immediately!”

I don’t need to see to know, this time the draw, must be the water master and the wind master lady “husband and wife” folklore. Love, lust and hatred are always people’s favorite stories to tell. It’s best to have them, but it’s better not to have them, so feel free to make them up. According to the theory, what the magistrates themselves do is the authentic myth, but sometimes when you look at what people give them, you have to admire that this is called the real myth. Shifu Wudu a word, that curtain really brushed down, all the magi want to laugh but do not dare to laugh, hold back the hard work, Xie Ren then laughed and asked, “wind division lord, how the original can still be called to put down the curtain?”

Shi Qingxuan’s heart palpitated as he said, “It’s fine, it’s a small thing, just donate 100,000 merits!”

“……”

Amidst Xie Ren’s speechlessness, the third round began. This time, the thunder didn’t rumble for long before the cup of wine was passed to the teenager beside Xie Ren.

Seeing this result, the reaction of the magi was somewhat strange. It wasn’t very enthusiastic, but it wasn’t very cold either. It was as if there was an interest in watching the game, but they didn’t quite want to show it too obviously. The teenager didn’t seem to have much interest in the game, but he still drank the wine. He put down his glass and the curtain was drawn once more.

Two men stood on the stage, one was a young general with curly hair like a stone lion’s mane, though extremely exaggerated, but still quite dignified, and should be pretending to be this young magistrate; the other, a sharp-tongued, obscene clown, jumped around on the stage. When the young man was facing him, he pretended to be serious, but was very greasy and disgusting; when the young man turned around, he bared his teeth behind his back and stabbed him with his sword, undoubtedly a character who was a scumbag to the face and a scumbag behind his back.

The clown acted very vigorously and exaggeratedly, as if it was a burlesque show, and when the magi saw it, their reactions were mixed. Xie Ren noticed that the lower-positioned magi laughed out loud, while the upper-positioned magi, such as Shi Qingxuan and Shi WuDu, most of them stared at the scene without saying a word and did not find it funny. At the same time, he also noticed that the back of the hand of the young man beside him suddenly had veins rippling up, and his heart was suddenly on guard. Although he couldn’t understand what was being played on stage, he could probably guess that it was an insult to another person. And even if he didn’t know who and what that was, he still felt that this kind of choreography was extremely uncomfortable. Seeing that this teenager seemed to be about to have a fit, he took a chopstick from the table and threw it towards the rope that hung the curtain.

The not-so-sharp chopsticks grazed the rope and flew by, actually cutting it. The curtain fell with a clatter, and all the magi were shocked, saying, “How can this be?” “What is this for!” They all looked at Xie Ren, and some of them stood up. Xie Ren was about to open his mouth when the next moment, something exploded in his ears, but it was the teenager who crushed the white jade wine cup.

He seemed to be enraged by this play, threw a handful of jade cup fragments, leaped up, jumped onto the tabletop, and with a stomp on the soles of his feet, his figure leaped up to the pavilion like an arrow, and entered the curtain. Several magi rushed up and lifted the red curtain, but the inside was already empty. The crowd exclaimed, “No good no good, His Highness Qi Ying went down to fight again!”

Xie Renxin said, “Qiying? Qiying Hall? Western Martial God Quan Yizhen?” Busy asking Shi Qingxuan, “Master Feng, what’s going on here? And what’s going on with His Highness Qi Ying beating people up?”

Shi Qingxuan returned to his senses and said, “Beating people is …… beating people. Ahem, you may not believe me when I say this, but Qi Ying he often beats up his followers.”

“……”

It was really the first time he had heard of a Divine Magus daring to beat up his own followers, something that would cause the Divine Magus to fall to pieces in the hearts of his followers. He wanted to ask again, but he heard a Magus from below say unhappily, ”Someone Quan is too ignorant. Everyone is having a good time, and he doesn’t know to cooperate. Who hasn’t been made fun of yet? Have General Pei and True Lord Lingwen not been made fun of? Besides, he wasn’t the one who was made fun of, so why get so angry?”

“That’s right, this person really takes himself too seriously. Even if he has anger in his heart, how can he be angry at this time? Which one of us is here to see his face at a good banquet? Really ……”

“Well, well, well, a brat is a brat. He’s gone, and it’s more fun without him.”

At those words, Xie Ren was puzzled. The banquet was only slightly disorganized for a while before Ling Wen seemed to send someone down to deal with the matter of Quan Yizhen, and after a few Magi stepped in to calm things down for a while, the banquet and games continued. And so, amidst the thunder, the fourth round of drumming began.

Xie Ren originally just watched the others play, can not melt into, also happy that others do not look for him, is trying to talk to Shi Qingxuan, who knows, is at this moment, but suddenly reached over a hand, will be the white jade wine cup handed to him.