Chapter 983 Guests entering the curtain
The next morning, the gastrodia was bright, the north wind was whistling and cold, the bed was warm, and it was the sweet time for Shu Ci to sleep soundly.
This is, there was a knock on the door.
Bailian sat meditating in front of the wall, opened his eyes, and glanced at the sky outside the window.
It is still so early, and there are not many people on the road. Who would choose to visit early in the morning.
Either I mean to disturb someone's dream, or I have something urgent to do.
The knocking on the door was not noisy, it seemed very polite, but it was continuous and uninterrupted.
Shu Ci, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, was woken up as expected.
Animals' hearing is inherently sensitive. Shu Ci wore a disheveled hairstyle and cold eyes: "Who wakes up so early in the morning and makes people have sweet dreams? Are they living impatiently?"
Bailian stood up and opened the door, only to see a familiar face.
She was dressed in stain-free white clothes, and her body was filled with the unique coldness of the morning, like a trickling ancient spring, with a slight cold smell.
A pair of eyes as dark as ink are also slightly cold to the bone, as if they can see through people's hearts.
Bailian looked at the woman outside the door in astonishment and said nothing.
Su Jing looked as usual and said calmly: "Are you Wen Hanwei's new disciple, Ji Xiannian?"
Bailian felt relieved when he saw that she did not recognize him. Tone, said: "I have met Senior Sister Su Jing."
Su Jing pursed her lips, remained silent for a moment subtly, and said: "The sect master's wife will arrive at Shifang City in the afternoon, and she ordered all the disciples to go together. You need to be prepared."
For some reason, Her voice was three times louder than usual.
Shu Ci, who was tossing and turning in the room, became even more irritable.
Bailian nodded in agreement.
Su Jing didn't say much. After she finished conveying the message and left cleanly and decisively, Shu Ci was left tossing and turning on the bed in an irritable and sleepless state.
Bailian was confused as to Su Jing's purpose of coming, if it was just to inform the sect leader about his wife's upcoming arrival.
Why did it take her turn to have her dignified young master Taixuan personally come to inform her.
At noon, Li Banfen arrived at the inn, and Taixuan disciples all had to solemnly greet him with the courtesy of disciples.
After all, Afutu and Shuci belong to the demon group, so Bailian placed them in the inn.
Since he was going to use Ji Xinyen’s identity to act in Shifang City, even if Li Bansheng didn’t want to have any more interactions, he still had to deal with him face to face.
Li Bansheng entered the city with his sword and arrived at the inn where he had met. He had not yet entered the inn.
I saw the figure in white waiting calmly and independently at the door of the inn.
Seeing this scene, Li Bansheng couldn't help but smile knowingly, and his eyes immediately became warm and soft.
In the past two hundred years, she and her daughter have never been close to each other. Su Jing has been alienated from her relatives due to physical reasons since she was a child.
Since the accident two hundred years ago, Li Bansheng knew that he was deeply indebted to her, and there was rarely any heart-to-heart talk between mother and daughter.
Su Jing was used to being a loner. Although he seemed to have a cold temperament, he was extremely crazy and stubborn in his actions.
The knot in her heart was difficult to resolve. Whether it was her or Su Guanhai, she avoided them. They were clearly close relatives, but they seemed like strangers.
It seems that the fact that Balian is back alive and reunited with Yin Baishuang is enough for her to let go of the past.
If it weren’t for his sudden change of heart, Li Bansheng would not have believed that one day he would be able to be welcomed by her in person.
Li Bansheng walked lightly with a smile on his face, "Ajing, are you waiting for me to be your mother?"
Su Jing turned to look, nodded slightly to Li Bansheng, and said: "The Taixuan disciples who have arrived at Shifang City have arrived. If I have any instructions, please move to the second floor."
Although the words are just words. During this period, the traces of politeness and alienation were still very heavy.
But Li Bansheng didn't care, and the message on his face became more and more gentle.
Entering the inn, Li Bansheng, led by Su Jing, asked her about her recent physical condition in a warm voice while walking up the stairs to the second floor.
Suddenly, Li Bansheng’s gentle words suddenly stopped.
In just an instant, Tianling Gai was filled with endless ice and snow.
Her face turned pale, and one of her legs that stepped up the steps suddenly became stiff and motionless, as if an invisible ghost hand had suddenly tightened her ankle.
This incident happened so suddenly that even Su Jing couldn't help but stare at it and asked: "Auntie?"
Li Bansheng seemed to be extremely uncomfortable. I was so angry that I had a secret injury.
She slowly turned her head to look at Su Jing with an extremely ugly face, her eyes were no longer gentle, and her voice was almost squeezed out from between her teeth:
"Is that brat Balian here too?!"
Su Jing was startled, as if she couldn't understand when her mother's spiritual sense became so sharp.
Before she could speak, the footsteps of a group of disciples came from the second floor.
The disciples of Taixuan came out of the guest room one after another. They looked at the stairs and said respectfully: "Disciple, please see Madam."
Li Bansheng recognized the person standing in the corner among the crowd at a glance. Bai Lian also called Madam along with everyone.
Li Bansheng's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, his teeth were clenched, and the veins on his forehead even bulged slightly.
She shouted angrily, her eyes like cannibalism: "伱!"
Bailian was puzzled for a moment when he saw her eyes were so pointed.
He hurriedly stood up, walked closer and bent down to salute: "Ji, a disciple of the Nine Classics of Taixuan, met the sect leader's wife in the past year."
Li Bansheng looked at him with a look of hatred. Living in Balian, there is no words of suffering.
At this moment, Bailian's face was skillfully disguised, obviously deliberately concealing his identity.
Li Bansheng did not care about his life or death, but also cared about the feelings of her family A Jing.
No matter how angry he is, he still can’t reveal Balian’s identity in public.
I could only pretend not to know the truth. She said in a trembling voice: "Ji Xiannian is a good name...good...good...Hanwei has a unique vision and is too mysterious for me." You are such a good disciple."
Bailian was about to speak when he saw the murderous intent in her eyes and didn't know what he had done to offend her.
At this time, a soft female voice came from outside the inn: "May I ask Tai Xuanzong, in the past years, Mr. Ji lived in this inn."
When everyone heard the voice and went away, they saw a man standing outside the door of the inn. A luxurious and noble gold and jade carriage, with two women dressed as disciples of the Shifang City clan standing beside the carriage.
The one who spoke just now was one of them.
Li Bansheng frowned and looked at Balian: "What's going on?"
How could the clan disciples in Shifang City come to Balian?
Balian was also very surprised. Before he could speak, one of the disciples outside the door spread out an album of pictures and compared them one by one in the inn.
Finally, his eyes were fixed on Balian, and he couldn't help but smile.
She entered the inn politely, saluted Bailian and said:
"Since Mr. Ji passed the Lord of the City's son-in-law selection test a few days ago, he is the three of us. The young lady is the guest of honor.
Today is the day when the third young lady entertains the nine gentlemen.
Now that the hour has passed, the other eight young masters have all arrived. Why have we not seen Mr. Ji for so long? Therefore, we have been specially sent to welcome him into the city. ”
Bailian looked stunned.
Last night, Jiujiu didn’t tell him that today is the day when Fang Geyu entertains everyone.
The test of choosing a son-in-law ? Li Bansheng’s eyes widened and he looked at Balian in disbelief, his expression a little excited and angry:
“You actually submitted a petition to Shifang City to choose Xu? ! Are you interested in marrying the third young lady of the Fang family? ! ”
He would rather marry a unruly and indulgent yellow-haired girl than give her infatuated Ah Jing a chance!
Bailian didn’t know why Li Bansheng was so excited.
He doesn’t understand the rules of the Taixuan Sect. Could it be said that disciples of the Taixuan Sect cannot easily marry foreigners?
In front of the two Shifang City clan disciples, Balian couldn't deny it and just nodded.
Su Jing's expression slowly dimmed and he said nothing.
Li Bansheng glanced at his daughter sadly, as the head of a sect.
She didn't want to have an attack in public, so she just said with a dark face, "This is your own choice, and I can only follow your own wishes."
Bailian didn't know that Fang Geyu was hosting a banquet today. He only knew that he was already late and didn't dare to delay any more.
I followed the two women into the carriage and drove towards Tiange City.
Li Bansheng looked at the pale Su Jing with hatred.
"It's strange to be a mother. How come I am so honored today that you are in such a good mood to welcome me personally.
After all, you are still in a good mood. Indistinguishable from that person! "Binding! You are tying yourself up!"
Everyone could not understand why the sect master's wife was so angry with the young sect master. She was so angry that she could throw away her sleeves and walk away, as if she had lost her mind. Stumbling unsteadily.
The carriage under me was driving on the streets of Shifang City. Light rain and blue flowers were falling along the street. The breeze was gentle, and the branches and vines were swaying in the wind under the dew.
As the carriage passed the Suzaku Bridge, the streets were bustling. Under the red walls and green tiles, the light yellow wisteria flowers were in full bloom. The spring breeze on both sides of the bank was gentle with the catkins, and the delicate fragrance of the flowers came in waves.
The majestic earth city of Shifang Realm, which is famous for its richness, is also quite elegant in the world of mortals.
Driven by the two clan women, this luxurious and noble carriage finally arrived outside the third Miss Fang’s residence in Shifang City.
As soon as Bai Lian got off the carriage, he saw a lot of heavy iron guards outside the mansion. The mansion was very large and spacious, which was very suitable for Fang Geyu's identity.
With the gate as the center, the two palace walls are so far-reaching that one cannot see the end from the left and right.
It is more like a high and broad city wall than a mansion wall.
The high walls of this mansion alone reach into the clouds, and every wall tile reflects the sheen of textures like scales and feathers.
Surprisingly, it is a high wall built with the scales of the mythical beast Qilin and the Qingluan's feathered spirit weapon.
If any intruder climbs over the wall without authorization, he will be attacked by the aura formation of this high wall.
Every brick and tile here is valuable and carefully designed.
Led by the two female disciples of the clan, Bai Lian walked through the jade path in the courtyard and saw an extremely large building tower at the end.
Even at ten minutes at noon, there were still three thousand lanterns hung outside the corridor, and those lanterns were no ordinary lanterns.
The lampshade with textures like silk floating clouds is polished to be extremely thin and light, which is different from ordinary paper lanterns.
Those lampshades have the texture of pearls, and there are no lights burning in them.
The ones placed there are all luminous pearls the size of a human head, emitting blue light like the light of the seabed.
Bai Lian has seen the King's Palace of the Underworld, the Tiansheng Temple, the main peak of the Tianxi Sword Sect, the Empress Palace of the Zhongyou Dynasty, and the Zhaonan Palace of the Taixuan Sect.
They are far less luxurious and majestic than this mansion and tower.
Shifang City really lives up to its reputation as the most prestigious and wealthy place in the Six Realms.
The two clan girls came under the tower and did not dare to walk forward.
I just asked Bailian to just hold the red fish jade pendant token, and the journey will naturally be smooth.
As Bai Lian approached the building, he saw eight figures scattered in rows in all directions.
The girl Qiong Yao picked up in the first seat was Fang Geyu, whom she had not seen for three years.
A ferret fur cloak wraps her little body, and underneath the fur cloak is a magnificent brocade garment woven with gold threads.
The soft and fluffy jet black hair is crowned with a golden hairpin and pearls, and around the slender white neck is an agate emerald. How extraordinarily noble and bright it is.
She looked relaxed at the table, her naturally aloof eyes squinting gently at people, like a snow-white and noble Persian cat.
Bai Lian cast his eyes away and walked into the upstairs banquet.
Fang Geyu seemed to sense it, and glanced gently at his eyes. His snow-white face, arrogant expression, and eyes were calm and unfamiliar.
The four eyes met each other, as if nothing had happened when they first met in Kongcang Mountain.
Only a little cinnabar mole on the tip of the girl's ear, red and scorching, just like the time of parting.
Bailian's eyes dimmed slightly. Although he was staring at Ji Xinian's identity and skin at the moment, it was difficult for Fang Geyu to recognize him.
But that strange and indifferent look seemed to cruelly remind Balian again.
Her emotions are sealed, the cobweb is a cage, and the dark box is a seal.
And all of this happened because of him.
Even if he was standing here in his true appearance, she might still be unfazed.
"Are you Ji Xinian?" Fang Geyu's clear and black eyes were like lake water, and the underlying emotion could not be seen to be sarcastic or kind.
He asked lightly, and a slight sneer suddenly came from the table.
“A disciple of the Nine Classics of Taixuan has such a great background. He is just an ordinary person. It is a great blessing for you to get a red fish jade pendant and become the guest of Miss Fang San. It is a great blessing. What a blessing.
I don’t know where you got such courage. You dared to miss an appointment and be late, and you had to trouble Miss Fang San to personally send the disciples to pick you up. "
Speaker, He is a young man in blue clothes and brocade robes. He exudes an immortal energy that does not belong to the spiritual power of the human world. He is not a mortal.
On his forehead was a brocade inlaid bead of the same color. The small bead had a great origin. It was the curious eye of an ancient ferocious beast.
Bailian read through the historical records of the Immortal Code and remembered that the ancient ferocious beast Qiongqi was destroyed at the hands of the Nanyin Immortal Sea Sea Lord.
Looking at the age of this child, it is impossible for him to be the Golden Immortal Sea Master, but since he can use that Qiongqi Eye as a trophy and wear it as a forehead ornament to show off.
I guess it can only be a direct descendant of the Golden Immortal Sea Lord.
But listening to what he said, what makes Balian even more concerned is that he said that it was the disciples of Taixuan Nine Classics who won the ninth red fish jade pendant...
This means that before Bai Lian entered the city, Jiujiu had already begun to make arrangements to find someone to take his identity, obtain the jade pendant for him, and win the qualification to enter the curtain.
She had planned everything from such an early stage.
A chill ran down Bailian's spine. This woman's mind and city were truly terrifying.
“Why is Master Situ so angry? As the host of this banquet, Miss Fang San was not upset, and even sent someone to greet her.
This means As the host, the third lady has no intention of caring, so why should Pavilion Master Situ be aggressive when he comes up?"
The person who spoke for the second time had a clearer voice, but his tone was somewhat familiar.
Bailian walked over after hearing the sound, and saw a strange young man in a maroon arrow jacket, smiling leisurely at him with white teeth.
Bailian had never seen him like that before, but those pair of playful and narrow almond-shaped eyes were all too familiar to him.
Bailian's eyes widened, and under her playful gaze, he suddenly felt that his back became even colder.
(End of this chapter)