I am cultivating an immortal in the game arena

Chapter 357 The Jiang Family

The nine people stared with big eyes and small eyes, with different expressions on their faces.

The first reaction of the three brothers Zhang Shouzheng was to take out the coffin behind them and prepare to take action.

Taoist Miaozhen squinted his eyes, first glanced at Zhang Jun, and then looked at Mr. Fu.

The two looked at each other, and the expression on Mr. Fu's face gradually became ferocious.

Last time at the company, Mr. Fu didn't directly fight with Taoist Miaozhen. He realized that Taoist Miaozhen was trying to break his technique, so he set a trap for him and made him suffer a painful loss before he escaped.

Now that the two meet again, it is a true reunion.

"Don't do it, there's something wrong with this place!"

At this time, Si Xiaoyin spoke and signaled Zhang Shouzheng and his three brothers not to take action rashly. He looked around and looked at the people on the Eight Immortals table around him, his expression became solemn.

Especially when looking at the old lady on crutches, Si Xiaoyin's face looked heavier than ever.

He walked up to Miaozhen and whispered: "There is something wrong with these people. That old lady seems to be from the Jiang family."

Miaozhen frowned when he heard this.

There are not many people with the surname Jiang, but if we talk about the circle of strangers, it must be the Jiang family in Hebei.

Just because there is an old lady in this family, who is known as the first person in the theater.

Speaking of which, this old lady has been dead for more than 20 years. When meeting her here today, the four Xiaoyins felt like they had seen a ghost.

After hearing this, Miaozhen glanced over and nodded: "It's not the image, it's her."

When he made a big fuss over his apprentice Meng Xingliang's affairs, he had an acquaintance with this leading dramatist.

However, the two of them had little interaction, and the Jiang family had no intention of getting involved, so they just had a quick glance.

Unexpectedly, they were separated by Yin and Yang, and it was amazing to see each other again.

"Take your seats first."

Taoist Miaozhen sighed softly. Now that they were on someone else's territory, the initiative was not in their hands.

The six Miaozhen Taoists came to the table where Zhang Jun and the others were sitting and sat down.

Zhang Jun naturally stayed close to Taoist Miaozhen and calmly opened his palms to show Taoist Miaozhen.

Miaozhen Taoist Wei Wucha reached out and patted Zhang Jun's arm to express relief, which also made Zhang Jun breathe a sigh of relief.

It seems that his master knows how to break the curse mark on his hand.

The nine people at their table looked at each other, but no one took the initiative to speak.

But the look in each other's eyes seemed to be transmitting messages to each other.

The three brothers Zhang Shouzheng sat together in a tacit understanding, guarding Zhang Shouxin who was carrying the coffin in the middle, and were ready to take action at any time.

Si Xiaoyin was gesturing to Li Hu with his eyes, as if asking him what was going on.

Mr. Fu smiled and looked at Taoist Miaozhen for a while, then at Li Hu, Si Xiaoyin, and Zhang Shouzheng, and finally looked at Qi Yingxia of Emei Qi family.

Qi Yingxia was stared at by Mr. Fu, and she felt uncomfortable all over. She frowned for a moment with a little anger in her eyes. When she was about to scold him, Mr. Fu in front of her grinned and said, "The Qi family of the Emei sect?"

This was the first question at the table. Zhang Jun and the others thought it was a confrontation between Taoist Miaozhen and Mr. Fu, but they didn't expect that Mr. Fu would lock his eyes on Qi Yingxia as soon as he opened his mouth.

For a moment, everyone couldn't help but look sideways.

This girl from the Qi family has a very low sense of presence. No matter when she is besieging Gu Xiangcheng or when she is following Taoist Miaozhen and the others to the tomb, she remains hidden and does not reveal anything. She just follows quietly. later.

If you don't pay attention deliberately, you will almost forget her existence.

I don’t know what this person is doing here.

Qi Yingxia, who was being watched by everyone at the moment, showed a little panic on her face. She seemed not used to being stared at by so many people. She could only stand up and bow slightly: "Junior Emei Qi Yingxia pays homage to senior."

"Hey hey hey..."

Mr. Fu grinned and let out a strange laugh: "The Qi family is a recluse and has been hiding since ancient times. Although he has not set foot in the world, he is also the top notary in the world. The reason why Longhu Mountain asked you to come with us is to evaluate these three little Taoist priests. Bar."

Mr. Fu pointed at Zhang Shouzheng and the others.

In the past dynasties of Longhu Mountain, the surname Zhang has been the Heavenly Master, but there are so many surnames named Zhang. Most of them are surnames given to disciples.

In the past, there would only be one disciple with this kind of surname, and only two would survive, because this thing is just like a prince. Granting two princes will inevitably cause trouble.

There are just some exceptions occasionally.

But this time, Longhushan awarded three disciples in one breath. Obviously, Zhang Shouzheng and his three brothers are outstanding leaders in this generation, so Longhushan didn't know how to choose, so he did it. Out like this.

The three brothers went down the mountain together, entrusting the Qi family to monitor and record the whole process, and finally gave the three people a review, so that Longhu Mountain could choose the final successor.

This involves how important the successor of Longhu Mountain is. At this moment, it is all in the hands of this little girl from the Qi family, but only the Qi family can make people trust this responsibility.

This was an undisclosed secret, and everyone knew it. Now that Mr. Fu pointed it out in public, Qi Yingxia, the girl of the Qi family, did not lose her sense of control. She just responded lightly: "Senior is showing off your love, and junior is just guarding the truth." Just divide it.”

"Okay, then just stick to your duties. It just so happens that you can also do a notarization for me."

After Mr. Fu finished speaking, he squinted at Taoist Miaozhen and said, "These people want to fight in a circle. We might as well have a fight. If we call for a battle later, we can compete to see who is better."

Taoist Miaozhen raised his eyelids, and everyone was surprised. They didn't expect that Mr. Fu was waiting for Taoist Miaozhen here.

Taoist Miaozhen looked around. Apart from their table, there were eight other tables with eight people in total. "Five wins out of eight rounds. If you lose, you will go out on the spot immediately. If you win, I will hang myself immediately!"

"Master!"

Zhang Jun's expression changed drastically and he immediately grabbed Taoist Miaozhen.

But Miao Zhendao's words had already been spoken, so how could Mr. Fu miss the opportunity and immediately agreed: "That's it, you are not allowed to cheat, let's pull the hook!"

As he spoke, Mr. Fu stood up from his chair with a smile, ran up to Taoist Miaozhen, held out his little finger, and looked eager.

Anyone who sees it will know that Mr. Fu's expression is obviously a sure win.

Just looking at his extended little finger, it looks very childlike.

Taoist Miaozhen's mouth twitched a few times, he glanced sideways at Zhang Jun, his disciple, sighed, and helplessly stretched out his little finger to accompany Mr. Fu in chanting.

"Hang yourself on a hook and you won't be allowed to change for a hundred years. Whoever changes is a Zhu Bajie!"

At this time, everyone looked at Taoist Miaozhen in a strange way, and even... felt like laughing.

Looking at Taoist Miaozhen's face again, there was a rare and unnatural blush on that old face.

Zhang Jun knew that his master had the baggage of being an idol, so no wonder he was so shy about talking about it.

As soon as Mr. Fu sat back down happily, the smile on his face never stopped.

"Dong dong dong..."

At this time, the gong sounded again outside, but this time no one came in, only four more incense sticks appeared on the shrine.

At the same time, Zhang Jun and the others suddenly felt that the energy in their bodies seemed to be affected by some kind of force and began to flow away quickly.

"what!"

Taoist Miao Zhen glanced at the shrine: "Three gods and four ghosts are trying to light incense for us."

Turning his eyes, he took out a red thread from his sleeve, grabbed Zhang Jun's finger, and wrapped the red thread around his finger. Then he picked up the chopsticks on the table, wrapped the red thread around it, and wrapped it around one piece. Give one to the person next to you.

"Hold the chopsticks in your hands to protect your energy."

Of course, he and Mr. Fu did not.

"Master Dao, this is not good."

Si Xiaoyin looked at the chopsticks that were handed to him, and his face suddenly became serious. This was obviously letting Zhang Jun suffer on their behalf. He had lived for most of his life, how could he let young people protect him from disasters.

"Take it, this boy is young and energetic, one is enough. Don't worry, this little energy can't hurt him."

Miaozhen said and put the chopsticks into Si Xiaoyin's hands.

Zhang Jun also smiled and said: "Don't worry, old man, take it. I can still bear this loss."

In fact, he was also very confused in his heart, why should he bear this pressure on behalf of everyone, but Zhang Jun had absolute trust in his master. Since the master did this, there must be a reason for doing so.

Just seeing that Taoist Miaozhen had finished dividing the chopsticks, but he didn't keep them, he suddenly said anxiously: "Master, why didn't you keep them?"

"How many drops of water can be squeezed out of a dead wood half-buried in the ground?"

Taoist Miaozhen sneered and looked back at the things in the shrine: "If he doesn't think it's unlucky, just take it."

The things in the shrine seemed to have noticed Taoist Miaozhen's provocative eyes, and the spiritual tablet wrapped in red cloth inside trembled slightly.

This made the three-legged golden toad in the shrine immediately let out a low cry of dissatisfaction.

Hearing this low cry, the expressions of the people at the next table moved slightly. They looked at each other and saw the old lady on crutches standing up first.

"Auntie, I'm half-conscious, are you a top-notch one or a side-by-side one? Could you please tell me whether it's side by side or separate, so we can draw a line."

The old lady spoke pure slang.

Zhang Jun understood clearly that these words were directed at his master. Please translate.

"Taoist priests in the world, I don't know whether you are a real Taoist priest or a fake Taoist priest. Just tell me whether you are a friend or an enemy. Let's compare notes."

This was a simple question and a test, but Taoist Miaozhen stood up unhurriedly and looked at the old lady with a smile.

"You said that Man's Cai Lizi, picked the kitchen, set up the dragon gate, and picked up the empty basket?"

As soon as Taoist Miaozhen spoke, the old lady's face suddenly turned ugly.

Zhang Jun sat aside and silently gave a thumbs up. Master usually didn't say bad words, but he didn't expect that he would curse so easily.

You, surnamed Jiang, are doing tricks, selling tricks, and arranging music to argue with me. Who do you think you are?

Even the other people at the table couldn't help but crack their lips, waiting to see how the old lady of the Jiang family would go about her dish after being directly exposed.

Jiang Lao twitched the corner of his mouth, swung his sleeves in front of his desk, and a tea set appeared in front of the table. He said calmly: "Master Dao is still so temperamental. It just so happens that I have a few cups of herbal tea here. I can give it to Dao." Lord, send down the fire, please!”

After saying please, the tea set on the table moved on its own, and six cups were stacked on their own to form a mountain of tea and stood on the table.

"Okay, I just happened to be very thirsty after walking all the way."

Taoist Miaozhen strode to the table and sat down, just to see what tricks this old lady who was the best in theater could do...

(End of this chapter)