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Chapter 206 A First Look at the Myth?Come to lie to me again!
Ouyang Rong guessed right, this was indeed a private family dinner.

Su Mansion, in a hall hidden in the garden.

Food and wine, red candle porcelain bowl.

"Jingle bell~"

In the corridor outside the door, the sound of wind chimes can be heard from time to time.

Ouyang Rong found that every time he came to a banquet, the banquet hall was not the same.

This Su Mansion is a little too rich, and there are a lot of gardens. Tonight, the garden hall where private family banquets are held is more refined and elegant than the previous few times.

I saw Uncle Su sent away the maids and maids.

During the banquet, only Ouyang Rong and Su's family of four were left.

Taking advantage of the gap between drinking and covering his face with his sleeves, Ouyang Rong calmly swept around the banquet crowd.

I have to admit that the Su family has pretty good genes. The Uncle Su and Aunt Wei in front of me can tell at a glance that they must have been handsome men and beautiful women when they were young. Now that they have had children, they are still very handsome. old milfs.

In addition, the pair of Su family brothers and sisters who were born were also very fond of Su Bao'er. Su Bao'er was able to make Ouyang Rong notice it at a glance among the ladies and wives who were hiding from the rain in Dagu Mountain. Naturally, there is no need to say more.

As for Su Dalang, it's time to shave...

I don't know why beards are so popular among scholars in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and I don't know what's so good that Ouyang Rong can't appreciate it.However, someone felt that even though he was facing such a family with such excellent looks, his handsome face could barely be restrained, and he would not be at a loss when sitting in the seat...

In addition, the present is not the whole family of the Su family. Ouyang Rong also heard that Su Dalang said that he and Su Xiaomei actually have a younger brother, but they are still in their infancy, and they are not siblings of the same mother.

Su Xiaomei and Su Dalang's biological mother is Aunt Wei who is serving Ouyang Rong passionately at the moment.

The younger brother was born in a concubine's room, Ouyang Rong was a little surprised that Uncle Su, who was afraid of guilt, actually had a concubine's room, but I heard that he seemed to be the dowry maid of Aunt Wei's side, so it made sense.

No matter what, the few people present here are the most core members of the Su family, so it is a family banquet.

This made Ouyang Rong, an "outsider", mutter inwardly.

"Aunt is too polite, let me come."

He got up immediately, took a large bowl of steaming fish soup from Wei Mei with both hands, and smiled wryly.

Ouyang Rong just touched the stool with his buttocks, and suddenly turned his head and asked:

"Uncle Su, is your residence in trouble?"

After finishing speaking, he paid unblinking attention to the expression of Uncle Su on the opposite side, and saw that the latter seemed to be stunned, shaking his head:

"It's nothing. As the magistrate of a county, my nephew should distinguish between public and private. Uncle, I understand this truth. How can I embarrass my nephew."

Ouyang Rong nodded with a smile, lowered his eyes and blew a mouthful of the milky white fish soup.

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the people around the table inadvertently.

The corners of Uncle Su's wrinkled eyes were slightly red. He held the soup bowl with his left hand, and the ring finger and tiger's mouth of his right hand were cinnabar-like red, like a kind of ink pad.

As if he was in too much haste and forgot to wash it, Uncle Su shrank his right palm into his sleeve to hide his hand stained with ink pad.

However, although the head of the Su family seemed a little haggard today, he smiled a lot just after the dinner began, and he was also a little cheerful when talking with Ouyang Rong, laughing heartily from time to time.

Aunt Wei next to her was acting a little too virtuous today. She ladled up soup for Ouyang Rong, a guest, and brought food to Uncle Su. She also changed the dishes in front of Su Dalang from time to time to prevent him from burying his head in eating a dish.

Although Ouyang Rong, an outsider, was present, the previous few times when Ouyang Rong came to eat, this Aunt Wei was a little polite and polite, not so close and acquainted.

Moreover, this Aunt Wei has slender eyebrows, which make the eyes look narrow and deserted. Su Bao'er's deserted and proud eyes and temperament seem to be inherited from her.

But today, Auntie Wei seems to be quite satisfied with the dinner party or the guests, and she is no longer as polite as she is with her husband or son's friends.

The woman in a long skirt named Mei Niang's eyes drifted to Ouyang Rong's side from time to time, and she nodded slightly imperceptibly.

As for Su Dalang, he was the one who was the most active in cooking during the banquet. He immersed himself in cooking and was very serious. It was the same way before, nothing special.

But before, when Ouyang Rong saw him in the evening, Su Dalang looked at him with complicated eyes. For some reason, it seemed to be mixed with admiration.

But when Ouyang Rong winked and asked him if inviting him to the mansion for a dinner tonight was to rescue his uncle Jianghu, the two of them grinned and the atmosphere returned to normal.

Ouyang Rong silently noticed these small details and ailments today.

By the way, there was also the Su Xiaomei who was sitting across from him, she didn't seem to cast a lot of glances at him, she was immersed in petting the cat all the time during the dinner.

Su Xiaomei put the white cat with a black mouth like a butterfly in her arms on the side of her skirt. The kitten was lame and very cute, rubbing against her purple and pink embroidered shoes, and from time to time grandma would say "meow", and Su Xiaomei would pick a fish and pick it up. it.

Su Xiaomei, who lowered her head to feed the cat, gave a shallow smile at a certain moment, the smile was really shallow, only her lips were turned up, her nose was slightly wrinkled, her long and narrow eyes were still quite cold, if she wore a veil to cover the lower half of her face, You can't even see the smile.

I don't know whether it's the pleasure of licking the cat, or the feeling of someone crouching on the corner of her skirt and rubbing her legs obediently.

It was also the first time that Ouyang Rong saw this little girl Su Xiaoxiao. The two were chatting in Meilin before. Most of the time, the latter wore tulle. Now that she was eating, the tulle would naturally fade away, making people a lot closer.

Ouyang Rong looked around and silently retracted his gaze, but in the next second, he suddenly met a cold gaze.

Su Gu'er, who had lowered her head to tease the cat all the time before, suddenly looked at Ouyang Rong.

"I heard that Mr. Ouyang has been reading some books by Taoist hermits recently."

Ouyang Rong asked, "Who did you hear that from?"

Su Gu'er said softly, "Sister Xie's family."

Ouyang Rong nodded, it seems that he did mention it to his junior sister today.

In fact, it was to pave the way for the "homecoming" event that he had started to prepare in the past two days, and to guide the junior sisters to make psychological preparations in advance.

After all, if he, a living person, suddenly disappeared, what would the junior sister and the others think that something happened to him?

Ouyang Rong had already planned in his mind, and was going to leave quietly in an appropriate way, trying not to affect anyone.

"That's what happened."

Facing the curious eyes cast by everyone, Ouyang Rong nodded, and suddenly said:

"A few days ago, I was rescued from the wind and cold, and fell into a coma for a few days. When I woke up, I looked at the orchids on the windowsill, and suddenly I felt something..."

Ouyang Rong paused for a moment, then turned to Su Gu'er and said, "Wealth and honor are not my wish, and the imperial homeland is beyond expectation."

Hearing the familiar words and phrases, Su Gu'er's pretty face was stunned, and saw the young man across from him finished reciting the poem, raised his head to drink, and laughed heartily.

Su Gu'er asked calmly:

"I like the Cici from Homecoming that Mr. Ouyang gave me very much. I often read it at night. Mr. Ouyang seems to like it too. Could it be that... have you ever thought about resigning from office and going back to seclusion? It is the same as the one who only did 400 articles 81 years ago. Is it the same as Tao Qian, a famous scholar from the Eastern Jin Dynasty who is the county magistrate?"

Ouyang Rong smiled, but didn't answer, but frowned slightly in his heart, why is Miss Su so sharp?

Wei Mei lightly patted the back of Su Baoer's clenched hand on her lap:
"What nonsense are you talking about? Nephew Liang Han is already the magistrate of a county at a young age. He is famous all over the world and has an unlimited future. What are you talking about resigning from office and going back to seclusion, just talking nonsense."

Wei Mei interrupted, Ouyang Rong smiled and skipped the topic, raised his glass to Su Gu'er, and respected him.

The latter glanced at him sideways and said nothing more.

Ouyang Rong's toast was indeed sincere.

In fact, it's good to leave an introduction like this. He will act in the next few days, and he shouldn't wait until the younger sister returns from Longhu Mountain.

At that time, it won't be too surprising for my junior sister to learn his whereabouts from everyone's mouths. After all, there are signs, and it is a matter of earnestness, warning the government, and longing for a Taoist hermit.

The dinner that followed was a bit more uneventful than Ouyang Rong had imagined.

There was no such thing as pulling the red line to recruit a son-in-law that he had been worried about all along. Of course, it might be that Miss Su was so arrogant that no one would look down on her.

Uncle Su and others didn't have anything to ask of him until the final banquet ended.

Ouyang Rong felt a little embarrassed even though he was full from the fish soup and Aunt Wei kept serving him soup.

In addition, perhaps remembering that he was about to say goodbye to this place, Ouyang Rong toasted frequently and drank a lot of wine with Uncle Su and Su Dalang.

Although the alcohol content in this era was not high, when the dinner was over, Ouyang Rong got up to leave the banquet, his body swayed slightly, like a red candle that had been lit for a night not far away.

Until he went out, the evening wind of wind chimes swaying on the promenade dissipated Ouyang Rong's slight drunkenness.

"Da Lang, where are the things my junior sister left for me?"

Ouyang Rong took a few steps forward, turned around with a smirk, and asked back the same way.

Su Dalang patted his forehead, almost forgot, and quickly took Ouyang Rong to Yilanxuan.

Not long after, Ouyang Rong took the two things wrapped in red cloth from the guard maid in the narrow corridor at the entrance of Yilanxuan.

Taking advantage of the dim halo of the lantern hanging at the door, Ouyang Rong discovered that it was the moonlight long sword and a hard oval object.

Through the red cloth, Ouyang Rong touched the latter, which had water chestnuts and horns.

His face was curious, until the next moment, his palms trembled.

"What's wrong with Lianghan? Why did his face change?" Su Dalang asked curiously.

"No...it's fine."

In the deepest part of Ouyang Rong's eyes, there is a faint purple mist floating, and the ancient clock is faintly visible.

He immediately flipped his hands and put the two things away, before he had time to ask any more questions, he thanked him, bid farewell to Su Dalang, left Su's mansion with his head buried all the way, and returned to the Meilin Courtyard.

In the study, facing Ye Weilai who approached with a concerned face, Ouyang Rong explained a few words, mentioned Xie Lingjiang's going out, and then found an excuse to dismiss the white-haired maid.

The study was locked, and Ouyang Rong sat down with a frown, fetched a lantern, put the Moonlight sword aside, opened the red cloth, revealing a bronze animal face inside.

He is no stranger to this item, it was the item worn by the fairy Yucheng back then, and it was seized by the junior sister at the ribbon-cutting ceremony.

Ouyang Rong frowned, sometimes touched the bronze animal face with his hand, and sometimes moved his hand away, repeated several times, the ancient clock shrouded in purple mist faintly appeared in the depths of his eyes, and it also appeared and disappeared for a while.

"What kind of blessing is this? Why is it the same as the blessing of the Pure Land Palace? It triggers as soon as you touch it. It's strange..."

Ouyang Rong thought for a while, but didn't act immediately. He turned his head and looked at another bamboo slip inside the red cloth, which was with the bronze fake bread.

Opening it up, it turned out to be the handwriting of the little junior sister.

Ouyang Rong scanned it quickly.

The younger junior sister said that when she went to Gezao Mountain, she inquired about this bronze mask outside. It may be a mythical artifact called the "Mage of the Mirage Beast" in the legend, and it was owned by some immortal alchemists. , can illusion the appearance of others.

The little junior sister suspects that the fairy Yucheng was able to pretend to be Ouyang Rong and mess up the ribbon-cutting ceremony because of the magic function of this thing.

However, Junior Sister has tried to inject spiritual energy, but there is no change, and I don't know if it is broken, or it is bound to a specific person, and it needs a special qi training channel to use it.

Other than that, this thing should be harmless, so the little junior sister felt relieved and handed it over to Ouyang Rong for disposal.

And the moonlight long sword, the junior sister kept it for Ouyang Rong to defend himself.

In addition, at the end of the bamboo slips, there are some words telling him to pay attention to safety.

There was a trickle of warmth in Ouyang Rong's heart. After a while, he put down the bamboo slips, his face became serious, and he picked up this simple and strange mirage mask, closed his eyes and muttered:
"One thousand and five hundred merits? Just a big fart mask, one point five Wei Lai?
"But there doesn't seem to be any special color. There is only purple mist on the blessing clock, and I can't see the characteristics... Do you want to exchange it? Forget it. Anyway, I have [-]. What are you afraid of? Can you still suck me up?"

Ouyang Rong repeatedly determined the merit value required for this blessing.

Under the illumination of the lights, a trembling phantom of an ancient clock in purple mist appeared in his eyes. Ouyang Rong closed his eyes, and after a while, when he opened them, the phantom in his eyes disappeared.

Fortune exchange.

"Why is there no movement..." Ouyang Rong frowned just now, but the next moment, his face changed suddenly.

In the dimly lit study room, a strange purple mist surged out from between Ouyang Rong's eyebrows, followed his shoulders and arms, and poured all the way onto the mirage mask in his palm!
Ouyang Rong's eyes widened, "Why is there such a big commotion this time!"

He came out in shock, and the mirage mask fell on the table with a "jingle", but the purple mist gushing from his forehead still connected Ouyang Rong's fingertips and the mask.

The purple mist seemed invisible, but it made the mirage's mask tremble slightly.

Ouyang Rong didn't know how long it had passed.

The purple mist gradually disappeared.

In the merit pagoda of Ouyang Rongxin Lake, the blessing clock returned to silence.

On the desk outside, a bronze animal face lay quietly on the table.

Ouyang Rong pursed his mouth slightly, bent down, and took a closer look with his eyes.

The vividly carved animal face eyes had a faint purple light flickering, and then disappeared inwardly.

Seeing this, Ouyang Rong was suddenly blessed to his heart, only to feel that in his mind, he had established an inexplicable special connection with this mirage mask.

As if... this thing is part of his body.

"This is... similar to recognizing the Lord, mine?"

Ouyang Rong stretched out his palm thoughtfully, but immediately stopped in mid-air, his brows gradually gathered together:
"What is the origin of the merit pagoda and the blessing clock? I used to think it was some kind of golden finger of karma, and it didn't even belong to this world.

"But this time, some strange purple mist gushed out, which exerted an influence on the mythical artifacts of the Qi trainer... Could it be that this tower and bell are related to the Qi trainer?"

In front of the desk, there was a long silence, a young man grabbed the mask and lowered his head to put it on.

……

The moon is on the branches, and the night is getting darker.

An official residence not far from Luming Street.

There is a courtyard that is being strictly guarded by the inside and outside, and there are constant patrols and shadows.

Yan Liulang obeyed Xie Lingjiang's arrangement a few days ago, and came to this room where the Yujin fairy was imprisoned again tonight to watch and patrol the night.

He walked around the house, lowered his head to check, and frowned:

"Strange, I took the last detoxification pill last night, why haven't I woke up yet? Master Xie has gone on a long trip in the afternoon, hey, let's wait another day and see."

On the silent sickbed, a fat priestess lay flat on the bed, her eyes closed and unconscious, her limbs were bound by iron chains, her breathing was weak, and her rhythm did not change.

Yan Liulang looked at it for a while, shook his head and muttered, then turned and walked towards the door.

This son is finally gone!

On the sickbed, Fairy Yucheng's eyes slightly opened a slit, and then closed immediately, and she waited quietly, with a sneer in her heart, and began to think about getting out.

But in the next second, Fairy Yucheng's face changed suddenly, her throat was sweet, and she blurted out: "Who is it!"

"Hmph, my master already knew that you were pretending to be dead!"

Yan Liulang held the knife and snorted coldly, but before he had time to turn around and use Miss Xie's arrangement, on the bed behind him, the exclamation of the fairy Yucheng stopped abruptly, and she saw her face full of fear, her body twitching, He spurted a mouthful of old blood wildly, tilted his neck, rolled up the whites of his eyes, and passed out again.

Yan Liulang: ...

Yan Liulang looked at each other in dismay with the several big men who rushed in and ambushed outside the door.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

　The climax is about to be written, these two days are laying the groundwork for the transition, a bit short, sorry brothers... (orz rebooting day [-])
　　
　
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