Chapter 96 The Master of True and False
When Wen Rensheng heard this, his eyes were a little strange, and he looked at Wen Rende who was walking back to him.
"Brother De, is someone copying your poems?" he teased.
"It doesn't matter, there is a huge copy of the world's poetry, let him go as he pleases," Wen Rende was very generous, "I just heard the style in this person's words, I seem to be familiar with it."
"Well, you're not original anyway." Wen Rensheng said quietly.
At this moment, someone suddenly said in shock: "I remembered, isn't this the legendary mysterious master who can judge the world when drunk, and life and death when sober, senior Ding who lived more than 300 years old?"< br>
Hearing Rensheng immediately raised his ears.
“It’s him?” During the party, some people became slightly commotion when they heard the name.
“Who is it?” More people asked curiously.
Wen Rende suddenly slapped his thigh at this moment: "I remember, when I was a heterogeneous person, I had a party with some drinking friends. They said one thing, there was a heterogeneous person in the circle who was also good at drinking. Master, I am not happy without wine, and I especially love old wine. Those who are not over a hundred years old will not drink it.”
Wen Rensheng and others immediately listened, and some partygoers gathered around.
"He has a rumor that when he is drunk and chatting, he will randomly decide the life or death of a person when he wakes up. If you die at the third watch, you will not live until the fifth watch. There are no exceptions so far." Wen Ren De continued.
Someone suddenly panicked and said: "Isn't such a dangerous person just moving the eye of disaster? The Inspection Department should have locked him up long ago..."
Wen Rende suddenly became speechless and looked at Even though he didn't understand the details, he felt a little embarrassed for a moment.
At this time, Mrs. Su, who was standing next to Wen Rensheng, quietly winked at the housekeeper behind her, an old man in his seventies.
When the old man saw this, he immediately stepped forward and said, "I know a thing or two about this matter. At first, the master was imprisoned by the people in the palace, but later he discovered that the people he had cut off were all originally from the palace. He will die. He has the power of prophecy, not the power of curse, so he released it."
"So it's really a waste of time to worry." Someone suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
Steward Su added: "I heard that his life was miserable. It is said that this master did not like wine. But in his early years, he had predicted the death of his family members, with the exception of one brother, but he was unable to do so. Save it, let's drink away the sorrow. Please be careful not to violate other people's taboos."
Everyone thanked him.
But some people don’t believe it: “No, that’s not right, a master of alien species, what a noble and powerful person he is, how can he not even protect his own family?”
"That's true. The problem is that when he predicted the life and death of his family, he was not even a mysterious expert." Butler Su shook his head and sighed.
"Alas..." Everyone was also sighing.
At first, everyone was a little disgusted when they smelled the smell of lees coming from the front yard. After hearing this, they suddenly felt that most of the disgust had dissipated.
It's not sympathy, but because the other party is a master of alien species...
Wen Rensheng's heart moved and he was thoughtful.
Yesterday, when I told the joke about the death of Lao Wang next door, Lao Zhao looked a little weird. It turned out that this was what happened.
At this moment, Mr. Zhao had already respectfully led a white-haired old man in slovenly clothes, with his chest exposed and carrying a big wine gourd, to the backyard.
After the two of them walked onto a knee-high platform in front of the venue, he motioned for Wen Rensheng to walk over.
Wen Rensheng nodded slightly, walked forward slowly, and stood next to Mr. Zhao with the old man, one on the left and one on the right.
"It's rare for all of you talented people to give me Mr. Zhao some face during your busy schedule. It's an honor for Mr. Zhao to be able to gather together," Mr. Zhao said to everyone with a smile,
"Today is a celebration meeting for Manager Wenren of our Tianxing Company. To congratulate him on the successful completion of the alien qualification review work some time ago. And the master Ding Chengshan next to me was specially invited by me to give him The mysterious master who was guided by Manager Wen Ren. "
"Oh, it is indeed the mysterious master."
Everyone was convinced, and for a moment, their eyes fell on the old man. .
He has rheumatoid arthritis, rosacea, and messy white hair. He looks like an ordinary old man with a slovenly appearance. He even smells of alcohol.
Although Wen Rende also drinks, he cleans himself up every time, which is completely different from this old man.
But at this time, no one cares about the ugliness of these appearances.
Although the difference in appearance between this old man and Wen Rensheng next to him is so big that it can be described as a world of difference, the only one that everyone is paying attention to right now is this old man.
Wen Rensheng, who was praised as "dragon and phoenix" just now, has been reduced to a marginalized figure. At this time, he was outstanding and became the perfect foil for the old man.
There are very few mysterious experts, and master-level figures are even rarer. As for the legendary masters, they are the treasures of the country and can only be viewed from a distance, not close to them.
Wen Rensheng just smiled, showing no displeasure.
After all, the future is your own.
Not to mention, most of these people are blind, it is not worth arguing with them...
"Guidance and stuff, we will talk about it later, bring me the wine first, let me drink it to make me happy ..." Ding Chengshan rubbed his chest and said indifferently.
"Okay, Steward Wang. Go immediately to the biggest cherry blossom tree and dig out the 600-year-old daughter's red that I spent 100 million to photograph five years ago." Zhao He always smiled, ordered the people next to him, and quietly showed off his wealth.
A male servant rushed over, took the tools, and walked towards the largest cherry blossom tree in the center of the backyard.
At this time, there were some people gathering there. When they saw the male servant coming, they all got out of the way.
“Okay, I’ve drunk a lot of old wine, oak barrels from European shipwrecks, thousand-year-old wine bottles unearthed from archaeological excavations, but I haven’t tasted the 600-year-old daughter’s red. Today I want to drink it well. Get over the addiction to alcohol." Ding Chengshankou said, looking at Wen Rensheng aside.
Wen Rensheng smiled at him, with Ding Chengshan's data panel appearing in his eyes.
“Ding Chengshan.”
"Mystery: 5/8."
"Mysterious composition: Seed of Hatred,???"
Yes, this "Ding Chengshan" is not even as good as Zhao Han Alien Initiate.
Reminiscing that he has a brother, it seems that the real master should be his brother.
It’s just that the degree of mystery is too low. If he is the brother of the mysterious master, the degree of mystery provided by his identity and background alone will be more than that.
The truth is about to come out, the other party is actually the master's brother next door.
"It's really scary to be born. When I was your age, I was just an ordinary beginner." Ding Chengshan shook his head and sighed after looking at Wen Rensheng.
In his eyes, there was a complex meaning that could not be concealed, which seemed to be jealousy and nostalgia...
Wen Rensheng secretly thought to himself, needless to say, in the past, you Even now.
Of course, he just bowed and said: "No, seniors deserve the prize. Others say it's just my luck..."
"Well, actually you have put in a lot of effort, right? I understand." Ding Chengshan nodded with understanding, his eyes blurred, as if he was recalling something.
"No, I mean, they don't know that my luck is better than they imagined." Wen Rensheng said seriously.
Ding Chengshan immediately turned his head, not wanting to talk to him anymore.
Mr. Zhao had no choice but to pat Wen Rensheng on the shoulder and said, "Wen Rensheng, don't joke around with the master. The master may seem unruly, but he actually values the rules very much."
"Sorry, Ding. Senior. In fact, I am an honest person and only tell the truth. I didn’t mean any disrespect just now." Wen Rensheng bowed slightly.
"It's easy to talk about. After all, this is a modern society where everyone is equal, not in the past..." Ding Chengshan said lightly.
At this moment, the Zhao family’s male servant, who was digging for wine under the big cherry tree, suddenly panicked and said:
“No, sir, there are bones under the tree!”
Everyone was suddenly surprised. How could such a good party come to this place?
Just when everyone wanted to gather around, the servant said again:
"It belongs to a black cat."
Hearing this, Mr. Zhao glared at the servant and hurried away.
Wen Rensheng was also helpless. This brother actually imitated his own words and panted loudly, and did not see if he could resist the consequences...
(End of this chapter)
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