The world worships me as the White Snake Immortal

Chapter 172 Novelist Su Baiyu
The old city lord invited them into the mansion, and the food and salt they brought were taken over by the old city lord's men.

After Su Ding's introduction, next week Bai and the others learned that the old city lord was not from Miaojiang, but from Taicang.

"Hahaha, what are you talking about? It's all a matter of old sesame and rotten millet. I'm from Miaojiang now. If you think you can respect me, just call me Lao Jiang!"

The old city lord's name was Jiang Lan, and he was very generous by nature.

He led everyone to sit down in the mansion. At this time, someone had already served wine and food.

However, they didn't have any good wine or food to entertain them in this place, and most of the food was meaty. The people in the grain transport team were already hungry, and they didn't care about what it was and started gobbling it up immediately.

Zhou Bai noticed several people sitting with them.

In addition to their group of people from the grain transport team, there were two other groups of people at the banquet.

One group of them were the generals of Sator City. They were all fat and frightening in appearance.

The other group was the members of the food transport team who came to Sator City earlier than them.

Compared to them, Zhou Bai's group of people in the food transport team were considered good.

Not only did everyone on their side almost die, but the few who survived were also seriously injured. Even if they could sit here, they didn't have the energy or mood to eat and drink.

But what surprised Zhou Bai was that the little girl named Qiangwei was also sitting among those people.

It looked like she wasn't injured, but her green and black krait was missing. I didn't know if it was dead or injured.

Qiangwei also noticed Zhou Bai, but this time she was not as fierce as when she was in the wolf leader. She even nodded to Zhou Bai proactively, indicating that she had seen him before.

Zhou Bai also bowed to her. After all, they were old acquaintances. It was not easy to go through all the risks to get here.

In addition to them, Zhou Bai also saw a guy who was incompatible with this place.

The man was wearing a green shirt, his face was like a crown of jade, and his body was like a standing pine.

He sat with his knees slightly bent and sat at the foot of the city lord Jiang Lan. He occasionally picked up a wine glass to drink with Jiang Lan, his movements elegant and elegant.

In such a scene full of rough and strong men, such a frail scholar appeared, and Zhou Bai rarely took a second look at him.

However, the other party suddenly turned back at this time, and the two happened to look at each other.

The other party showed no signs of panic. After filling up the wine glass, he toasted to Zhou Bai from a distance.

Jiang Lan also noticed the little moves between them, and immediately laughed and said: "Brother, do you think it's strange that a scholar will appear in our Miao territory!"

Miao Jiang has always worshiped martial arts. Even civil servants mostly have good bodies and are not born so weak.

Zhou Bai didn't hide it, he nodded and said: "Yes!"

"Okay, then Mr. Su, introduce yourself to them yourself!"

Jiang Lan left the matter of introducing his identity to the scholar himself, who then stood up and bowed to everyone present: "I'm Su Baiyu, I've met all of you!"

"Hey, Mr. Su, why don't you repay your mastership and tell everyone? What are you afraid of!"

Jiang Lan couldn't sit still when he heard Su Baiyu introduce himself so simply, and immediately urged him to report his master's sect.

Su Baiyu said with some shame: "There's no need for it!"

"You're not happy about this. You weren't so timid when you went out to kill enemies a few days ago. Why are you so coy and coy now, like a girl!"

After Jiang Lan's repeated urging, Su Baiyu said slightly embarrassed: "I'm from a novelist. I'd like to ask for your advice in the future!"

"Novelist, what do you do?"

"Yeah, I've never heard of it before!" Many people present heard the name of novelist for the first time, and they didn't understand what kind of existence they were.

Zhou Bai knew a little about this.

Li Ji once told him about various schools of thought, and the name of the novelist was mentioned among them.

It's just that the monks from this family don't seem to be very common, and Li Ji knows very little about them, so he doesn't introduce them much.

Who would have thought that I would see a novelist in Miao territory at this time.

Although Su Baiyu was shy to speak up, when people asked him what he was as a novelist, he still explained: "Novelists originated in the ancient Qin period, which is about the same age as the Mohist, Yin-Yang, and military strategists. They are also practitioners. An indispensable force among the people!"

When Jiang Lan heard this, he immediately added: "Hey, I can prove this. Two days ago, when the big monster in the south attacked, Su Junzi went up alone with a pen. That guy was covered in ink. He was both a soldier and a general. , beat those big demons until they screamed!"

"City Lord, in addition to pens, I also have books, and those are not ink, they are book spirits!"

"Okay, okay, Shu Ling Shu Ling, what I mean is that you are so fierce. You can block those beasts by yourself. I can't beat you on this point. I respect you!"

As he spoke, Jiang Lan picked up the bowl and drank every drop of the wine inside.

Zhou Bai didn't expect Su Baiyu to have such ability. Wouldn't it be almost the same as Li Ji?

But Su Baiyu didn't have the murderous aura like Li Ji's, instead there was a faint bookish aura.

Zhou Bai thought that his sense of smell was quite keen. The smell on Su Baiyu's body was not that of a sour scholar who only knew how to read dead books, but that of a real gentleman with a refreshing fragrance.

No wonder Jiang Lan wanted to call him Mr. Su.

Perhaps Su Baiyu felt that the only people present were Zhou Bai and Qi Qi, so he left his seat with the wine bowl and sat down next to Zhou Bai.

"My lord, Su Baiyu, may I ask your surname?"

"Um, my name is Zhou Bai!"

"Oh, Your Excellency also has the word "white" in your name. That's a coincidence. No wonder I feel so attracted to you as soon as I see you!"

At this time, Su Baiyu seemed to have lost his previous restraint, and he did not have the demeanor of a master when chatting with Zhou Bai.

This actually made Zhou Bai feel a little surprised.

Li Ji also regarded him as a friend before, but Zhou Bai still felt very uncomfortable whenever the two of them were alone.

That's because the murderous aura in Li Ji's body is too strong, and he is weak and unable to resist it.

But Su Baiyu's bookish temperament is gentle. When you are with him, you won't feel restrained, but will feel very relaxed.

The conversation between the two quickly started.

But most of the time, Su Baiyu talks about his own affairs, and Zhou Bai rarely shares his own affairs.

After all, he is not a native of Miaojiang. The more he talks about himself, the more likely he is to make mistakes.

Fortunately, Su Baiyu didn't care and told Zhou Bai some interesting things about the novelist.

Novelists are different from great masters like Mohists or military strategists. They don’t even have the founders and masters.

They scattered around to collect various stories and compiled them into books for circulation. This was both their pleasure and their practice.

The more stories they record, the stronger they become.

This is the first time Zhou Bai has heard of this method of cultivation, and it feels quite novel!
The two of them just sat there and talked a lot without even realizing it!
(End of this chapter)