Getting stronger starts with owning the system

Yun Fan felt a little bit in his heart, and said in disbelief, "You...really a man?"

Seeing him look shocked and bewildered, the fairy from Xishan changed back to a soft and beautiful voice, and said with a light bell-like smile: "Guess?"

After that, he walked back to the banquet with a cloud of smoke.

After receiving this shock and fright, Yun Fan was stunned in the same place, his mind was a little dazed. He looked at the back of Ping Ting, who was fading away from the fairy, and silently performed a sack look-alike technique.

[Character attributes]

Name: White Bamboo

gender:???

Age: 23

Race: Terran

Subordinate: Xishan Jianzong Yuhuangfeng

Identity: Intermediate inner disciple

Cultivation realm: the middle stage of casting Yuan realm

"What kind of situation, my supernatural powers can't tell his gender." Yun Fan was completely helpless, and suddenly he smelled the fragrance of the white bamboo.

It's just because of this ambiguous gender that he can no longer make any waves in his heart, and his whole mind is as calm as a piece of wood.

"Horrible, terrible."

Yun Fan shook his head and walked into the men's room, sighing again and again.

When he returned to the table, the little Lolita Yu Shengsheng on the side saw his confused look that he couldn't figure out, and immediately understood what she was doing, and smiled at Bai Zhu: "Sister Zhuzi, you are playing with the honest people again."

"Girl Yu, don't talk nonsense." Bai Zhu stretched out his wrist and tapped little Lori on the head, seeming to glance at Yun Fan intentionally or unintentionally.

Yun Fan lowered his head, silently picking up rice, thinking about what he wanted to talk about at this banquet, let me go after the talk, you guys are too good at playing, I can't afford to be an honest person.

There is an interesting saying in the Yanming Empire, that is, there is nothing that can't be discussed at the dinner table.

Halfway through the banquet, the guardian Anto suddenly stood up, picked up the glass to respect the disciples from Xishan, and said, "Five immortal masters have come from afar, and the town is so honored! I deliberately prepared a thin wine banquet here to catch the wind Washing the dust, this person is naturally no better than the mortal sesame seeds in the immortal gate, and I hope the immortal masters will not blame it."

After all, drank this glass of wine in one go.

After the polite talk, we started to get into the topic.

Among the three male disciples, the one known as Chen Xilang took the lead and said, "An Zhenshou should know why the five of us went down this time."

Anhu nodded, he deliberately glanced at Jia Baogen beside him, and replied: "The driving stickers are all clear and plain. Master Jia also saw it last night."

"I thought about it all day, and there was no objection, everything should be done according to the thoughts of the immortal masters." Jia Baogen of the old solid wood pursed his lips, as if relieved, pouring a glass of wine by himself. Drink it all.

Hearing Jia Baogen's answer, the three male Xishan disciples Meiyu showed a stretched state and seemed very relaxed.

Yun Fan saw this in front of his eyes. Although he was curious, he knew that it was not suitable for asking questions. He could only hold the question in his stomach and ask Anto privately after the banquet was over.

When this table of dishes was almost finished, there was another noisy movement from Yingyue downstairs.

"What do you want! Don't put the coffin here!"

"My son has something to do in Yingyue Tower, you must explain it! Otherwise, we will keep the coffin at the door of your restaurant!"

"You troublemakers, what are you talking about! Do you know that An Zhen is guarding the banquet and heavy guests!"

"Have you heard, the newcomer An Zhen is guarding upstairs, and he yells to me quickly, Yingyuelou kills and pays for his life! An Daqingtian is in charge of us!"

For a time, noises, wailing, and crying sounded like a tsunami, one after another.

These chaotic voices rushed into Yun Fan's ears, making him frown.

The five Xishan disciples at the same table had the same reaction.

Anto did not practice and could not hear what was going on below. He only felt that it was extremely noisy and noisy, so he hurriedly sent the housekeeper waiting to investigate the situation.

After a while, the steward came back and said: "There are more than a dozen people carrying a coffin and blocking the door of Yingyue Tower to make trouble. The leader is an old man in his seventies."

"What's the reason?" Anto asked.

"About half a month ago, the son of the leader of the troublemaker came to Yingyuelou for dinner. He was drunk and drunk crazy, making a lot of noise, smashing and beating, he also hammered the head of a small second in the hall and went down When I was up the stairs, I fell and knocked my head on the ground and died."

Anto puzzled, "Didn't the previous guard have closed this case? What are they doing?"

The steward said: "I am dissatisfied with the verdict. I need money. The guard judged that the deceased died accidentally. Yingyuelou didn't have to bear any responsibility. The old man refused to accept it. He returned to his hometown and gathered a group of people, clamoring for murder and paying his life. Now they know. Lord, you banqueted the immortal master upstairs and made the noise even more fun."

Anto coughed slightly, looking a little embarrassed, he stood up and said to everyone, "The official will come as soon as he goes, and ask some immortals to wait."

This sudden scene caused a discussion among several people present.

Yun Fan silently became a qualified passerby, observing everyone's reactions.

Jia Baogen seemed to have thought of something, shook his head and sighed.

"This is interesting. This drunkard and troublemaker fell to his death, but the family members blackmailed the money. If the shopkeeper was someone I knew, I wouldn't be too lazy to say anything. I just drew my sword and killed all the troublemakers. "The little Lolita, who had been feasting on the banquet, suddenly suppressed her cute and innocent look, her eyes flashed with a trace of hostility, and the corners of her mouth evoked a mocking smile.

The sword weapon she was carrying behind was humming, seeming to fluctuate in response to the master's mind.

"Sister Yu, don’t think things should be so extreme. I think that old man also has difficulties. He finally dragged a child and died like this. Even if the restaurant was all right, he died with him after all. You should lose some money. Yes." Zhou Suiyu, among the three male disciples, expressed different opinions.

"Losing some money? It's not your own money. Of course, Senior Brother Zhou, you are generous." Little Lori chuckled twice, picked up the chopsticks and knocked on the plate, making a very musical sound.

"What do you mean?"

She said in an immature voice: "Brother Zhou, I have learned the sword of killing and cutting. Unlike you, I have learned the sword intent of a gentleman. You are always compassionate and willing to ask for orders for the people of Li people. The so-called killing is to meet people who are not pleasing to the eye. Whenever you draw the sword, no one has a problem in this world. It is the demons and evil spirits that were killed by us. There are also many tear-jerking stories, so I can rely on my own weakness to make trouble, and whoever is weak is reasonable. But it's not easy. I, Yu Shengsheng, act only on my own likes and dislikes. I think the troublemakers downstairs are unreasonable and unreasonable, and even killing me is a merit."