Luo nine needles

Chapter 124

As night fell, the children who watched juggling and the people who ate the banquet all left, and everyone in the Bai family also returned to their own houses, and everything became quiet inside and out.

However, the east and west courtyards of the outer courtyard were still brightly lit, and people came and went.

To hold such a big banquet, the Bai family servants would not be able to keep busy, so a lot of people were hired. In addition, jugglers, troupes, scholars who recite poems and write poems, and relatives and friends who came from all over the world, these were placed in the east and west rooms of the house. .

There is a hall between the wing rooms of the two courtyards for these people to rest and eat. At this time, the night is heavy, and there are many people sitting in it.

There are men and women, old and young, some are still dressed in stage costumes, some scholars are sitting and holding books, and some are rich and noble ladies. The candles in the hall are brightly lit. According to these people with obviously different identities, the scene looks like Inexplicably weird.

"Tea is coming—" an old man with a stooped figure walked through it carrying a large teapot, and asked enthusiastically, "Do you want tea? Would you like a bowl of tea?"

But when they saw him coming, the people present either waved their hands and refused, or simply ignored him.

"Old tea man." A cook with a scarf around his neck, who looked like he had just come off the stove, said with a smile, "Three generations of your ancestors only respected tea from the dead. Who would dare to drink your tea?"

The old tea man laughed: "Old cook, you are here too."

He stopped delivering tea and sat down beside the old cook.

There was salted bean wine on the old cook's table, and the old tea man picked up a salted bean and threw it into his mouth: "Actually, my cooking skills are no worse than yours."

The old cook smiled and poured wine for him: "I thought you were dead too. I was shocked when I heard about you a while ago."

The old tea man twitched the corners of his mouth: "Old Immortal is what I am talking about. If I had an old life back then, I will continue to live and wait for death."

As he spoke, he glanced at the hall.

"Look now, there are almost no familiar faces."

Those who are familiar are dead.

The old tea man picked up his wine glass and drank it down in one gulp.

The old cook smiled: "New generations, so this can be passed on."

The old tea man snorted: "Inheritance, what inheritance do you rely on? People who don't understand these? I don't worry about it."

He kept looking at the hall. There were quite a few people sitting in the hall, but there was no chatter or noise. Everyone was either only with their companions or alone, and they were somewhat wary of the neighbors. .

There was no atmosphere in the hall where brothers and sisters of the same family gathered together.

"I can't help it." The old cook sighed softly, "So many people have died, and everyone familiar with them is gone. In addition, they have not been in touch with each other in the past five years, and a family of brothers can still survive without moving around."

He said and smiled again.

"Old Tea, you are coming to be the head, so you can rest assured?"

What did the old tea man want to say, someone came in from outside the door, in addition to the sound of footsteps, accompanied by the rolling of wheels, although many people in the hall looked indifferent, but every time someone came in, everyone would cast their eyes, this time it was all They didn't move away immediately, they all stared at that strange wheel...

It was originally a wheelchair, but it was pushed in by someone, but just after it was pushed in, the old man sitting in the car shook the armrest, stood up under everyone's gaze, and then the wheels rolled forward.

It's like a car!

Seeing the old man in a wheelchair walking around like a normal person, there was noise in the hall.

"what car is this?"

"Mechanical vehicle!"

"This is a mechanic!"

Just when everyone was discussing in low voices and hesitating whether to come forward for a chat, someone spoke first.

"Wei Dong's family! Shopkeeper Lu!"

Wei Dongjia, who was walking arrogantly and calmly, stopped, followed the sound, and shopkeeper Lu had recognized it.

"Meng Xia!" He shouted happily.

The eyes of everyone also looked over, and saw a man who was sitting alone in the corner coming over.

Meeting old friends in a foreign land, coupled with the same concerns in their hearts, both parties couldn't help but stretch out their hands and hold them tightly.

"You're here too? It's for her..."

"Do you have any news about her?"

As they spoke at the same time and heard the content, the expectations in the eyes of both parties dissipated.

"I know something." Meng Xichang said, "Let's sit down and talk."

Shopkeeper Lu nodded, then noticed something and came back to his senses, looking at the hand he was holding.

"Is that what she did?" he asked.

Aokiji has already written to tell them what Qixing has done these days.

"Yes." Meng Xichang said, pulling up his sleeves and showing them his iron hand.

The people around also saw it. The man covered his hand with his sleeves hanging down before, and didn't pay attention to it. Only now did he see that it was an iron hand.

This iron hand stretched out to hold the hand of shopkeeper Lu, and there are distinct knuckles, which can be seen to be able to move the fingers.

There were discussions all around.

"Lifelike!"

"awesome!"

"So-so!"

Of course, the person who said this was stared at by many people.

The man was a bit arrogant with his arms folded, and raised his eyebrows when he saw people looking at him.

And the few people who looked at the strange car and iron hands over there stood up curiously and asked, "Where did the same family come from?"

Shopkeeper Lu said with a smile, "We are Xitang..."

He didn't finish his sentence, Xitang said two words, and the surroundings were suddenly noisy.

"West hall—"

"Is that the West Hall?"

"Saved Xitang from Gundilong?"

In addition to the sound of talking, many people stood up, and there were also people rushing here.

Shopkeeper Lu felt dizzy, and a girl jumped off his head.

"Xitang, sister Qixing is that Xitang!" she shouted.

Shopkeeper Lu looked at the girl, even such a young child already knew her name.

He smiled even stronger: "Yes, Qixing belongs to our West Hall..."

"Be a family member, hall master." Wei Dongjia added.

The girl clapped and applauded, and then looked behind them: "Is Sister Qixing here?"

There was a trace of sadness in Lu shopkeeper's eyes, and he said with a smile on his face, "Here she is, she is behind."

The girl raised her hand and rolled over on the spot: "Okay~"

Meng Xichang also smiled, and motioned again, "Let's sit down and talk."

Shopkeeper Lu and Wei Dong's family followed him to the inside, and the people around kept saying hello along the way.

Another person dressed in a costume stood up: "We from the east hall have been wandering outside, thank you for saving our hall!"

After all, Qi Qi salutes.

Shopkeeper Lu hurriedly clasped his fists in return: "Don't dare! Thank you for what the family said!"

A few others called Chief Meng Xi: "This is the person who helped you kill Shi Feng?"

Those few people were obviously solo knights, each sat alone, and when they heard Chief Meng Xi's answer for confirmation, they all clasped their fists and saluted.

Amidst the greetings and salutes, Wei Dongjia walked slowly with his back extremely straight, proud and somewhat sour in his heart, the reputation of Xitang was earned by Miss Qixing, but at this moment, she was not there.

A group of people who were walking in were slightly surprised.

"Why is it so lively? I thought it would be lively when we came." One person said, looking at the backs of the three people walking among them surrounded by sight and voice, "Who is this?"

"It's the people from the West Hall." Someone said enthusiastically at the door.

It's just a west hall, why are there so many stars holding the moon?

"Then I'll introduce the son of our financial advisor, Xiao Liu, please don't be crazy..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was suddenly pushed away by someone behind him.

"West Hall?"

Accompanied by these words, the golden figure rushed out like the wind.

"Hello, hello, friend of Xitang—"

The person who spoke was dumbfounded as Gao Xiaoliu rushed into the commotion.

Is this West Hall really a rarity?

When Gao Xiaoliu walked in front of Wei Dong's family, the three of them had already sat down and talked in a low voice. If it was someone else, they wouldn't bother at this time, but Gao Xiaoliu couldn't wait.

And inexplicably felt that he was not an outsider, he had a very close relationship with Miss Qixing.

"How many people, are you from Xitang?" Gao Xiaoliu walked over and stood still.

All three of them looked over when they were interrupted.

Gao Xiaoliu didn't wait for them to ask Shi Li to introduce himself: "I am Gao Xiaoliu from Beijing."

He knew that he was not well-known in the Jianghu, and was about to say that I knew Miss Qixing, but one of the people here had already said oh—

Hey?Know him? !Could it be that Miss Seven Star mentioned him to them?Oops, Miss Qixing has already introduced him to her family, and he hasn't brought Miss Qixing to meet his father yet, it's really rude...

Gao Xiaoliu looked at the speaker in surprise, it was the old man in the wheelbarrow.

The old man raised his eyebrows, looked at him, and said, "You are the dice."

dice? !
Gao Xiaoliu froze immediately, and there was only one thought in his mind.

This name is even worse!
　Seven Stars will come out tomorrow, I'm really ashamed, I have no choice but to save up and watch.Because the number of words in a chapter is really too small, it will be much better if you read it together.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)