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Chapter two hundred and thirty fifth villa embarrassment(1/2)

But Old Man Yu immediately became nervous.

"Several people... Now, I have to report this to the owner!"

Looking at the old man who was leaving in a hurry, Jiang Heng looked at Yan Qingqing beside him with some confusion, and the latter was also a little confused.

"This...I rarely leave the city..."

Yan Qingqing lowered her head in shame, feeling like she had promised that she had been self-defeating so quickly.

Old man Yu put down his broom and quickly entered the village. The village was very large and covered an area of ​​hundreds of acres. These were mainly accumulated by people from Juxian Villa throughout the ages. In addition, the terrain on the mountain is not steep, and the available places are also

That's more.

When Old Man Yu passed through several corridors and gates and arrived at the young owner's courtyard, nearly a stick of incense had passed.

"Why do you say someone is coming to my Juxian Villa to observe the magical weapons?"

Listening to the old servant's narration, the young owner Yu Shouren's face was a little gloomy. The young owner Yu Shouren is not young now and is now twenty-two, while the old owner is fifty-seven.

Yu Shouren is the only seedling of the Yu family. The old owner of the old mansion only had such a son in his middle age. Now the old owner of the old mansion is seriously ill, which is located in front of him. The entire Juxian Villa is in charge of the Shaozhuang.

"Are you the thief who wants to beat me again?" Yu Shouren's face looked ugly. He had seen many tourists who wanted to observe the soldiers in Juxian Villa for such excuses.

It is nothing more than two types of people. One is just a person who comes to Juxian Villa to cheat food and drink, and can also make some money by the way. The other is a trapped soldier who intends to plot against Juxian Villa, which is on the grounds that there is no weapon in his hands.

, want to borrow a hidden soldier in the village.

In the past, when my father was in charge of Zhuangzi, most of the people who were kind and happy to make friends agreed.

"There are few hidden soldiers in the village now, and these people have not given up yet. Are you really bullying me, Juxian Villa, without a temper?"

The young owner Yu Shouren was a little angry. His father had done too much benevolent and righteous actions in the past, so that more and more people wanted to shit and urinate on their heads.

This is even more true for him now. The key is that as these tourists in the world become more shameless, they will not be polite or implicit. If they don’t lend them, they will also say how kind and righteous the old owner was in the past. You little baby is actually a gangster.

There is no 10 or 100% of the old owner’s benevolence and righteousness.

If you don’t give it, you will take advantage of the excuse of giving the old master a lesson. You will never avoid a fight.

"But... the old servant sees that these people are different from the tourists who have visited the world in the past." After thinking about it, the old servant Yu Shouxian said truthfully: "And seeing that they dress differently like ordinary people, if the other party takes it seriously,

Just observing one or two, and driving out like this will probably offend someone for nothing!”

Yu Shixian was a little troubled. How could he not know the difficulties of Juxian Villa at the moment? But the few people he just saw were indeed very different from what he had seen in the past.

Upon hearing this, the young owner Yu Shouren frowned, thought for a moment, and said with a depressed expression: "Forget it, there are not many hidden soldiers in the village. Please invite them in first, just treat them well."

As he said that, Yu Shouren waved his hand and sat on the chair and rubbed his eyebrows, obviously not thinking about it too much trouble.

.........

"Several, my young owner is invited!"

Yu Shixian, who appeared again for a long time, bowed and greeted him.

Jiang Heng nodded slightly, it seems that Juxian Villa likes to be popular.

After entering Juxian Villa, Jiang Heng felt that Juxian Villa was very deserted, although there were many servants in the villa.

But Jiang Heng found that most of the servants looked calm when they saw their guests, and they could even be described as cold.

"Several guests, please rest here for a while. Some wine and food will be arranged in the house later, so please enjoy it!"

The old man led Jiang Heng and his group to a wing room, pushed open the door and invited several people in.

Seeing that the tidy cleaning was very neat, and even because it was even more shady in the autumn mountains, the room here was burned in advance, which looked a bit warm.

"Old man, I want to thank you later. I don't know..."

Jiang Heng thought about it and felt that it was a bit unreasonable for the owner to visit him without visiting him.

"This is a bit unexpected. Our young owner cannot get out of trouble. The old owner is bedridden and is afraid that he will not be able to entertain some guests well for the time being."

Old man Yu bowed helplessly and said with apologizing.

"So, I'm sorry, please let me know after the young owner of your family. I'll thank you very much." Seeing this, Jiang Heng had no choice but to bow.

Looking at the old man who gently closed the yard gate and left hurriedly, Jiang Heng frowned involuntarily.

"Young Master, this old man is afraid he's refusal."

Lai Fu, who was standing beside him, said a little unhappy.

"This is strange. I remember when my father took me to visit the house two years ago, he was also the head of the young owner. At that time, he heard that there were guests visiting him and went out to welcome him in person."

Yan Qingqing pouted and frowned and thought bitterly.

Jiang Heng thought about it and shook his head and said: "It's great that others are willing to invite me to enter the village, and they also said that it's great to treat me with good wine and food.

Since the other party doesn’t want to meet guests for the time being, it’s okay to wait.”

Since they have all come in, Jiang Heng is not in a hurry.

On the one hand, I came to Juxian Villa this time to create a weapon.

If you have armor and weapons made of demon bones, your strength can also be improved.

On the other hand, I want to learn more about Bazhou from Juxian Villa, the local toutaishe.

Especially about that overlord!

A demon who is at the level of a prince in Dayan is definitely not weak in strength. He is definitely not something he can compete with now.

After half a stick of incense, the gate of the courtyard opened again and a pretty maid came in.

He brought a pot of tea and tea set to Jiang Heng and others, skillfully poured tea for them and then left the room.

I took a broom from somewhere in the yard and slowly swept the fallen leaves in the yard.

Although this wing courtyard does not occupy much land, Juxian Villa is located halfway up the hillside of Tingyu Mountain.

Because the maple trees poured out of this Tingyu Mountain, after autumn, it is even more golden and beautiful.

Drinking tea and looking at the golden piece outside the yard is quite elegant.

It calmed down Jiang Heng's impetuous heart a little bit.

After another cup of tea, as the old man said, many maids came in from the yard, carrying food boxes one by one, and came to the room to bring out the dishes and wine in the food boxes one by one.

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The old man did not show up this time, and the maids put down the food in the food box and left first.

Except for Jiang Heng and his group, there was still only the female maid who swept the floor in the entire courtyard.

Looking at the dishes and pots of fine wine on the table, the few people looked at each other.

"Eat first, it will be not delicious if it is cold!"

Since the other party was so polite, Jiang Heng was too lazy to think about the mess.

However, I have to say that the hospitality of Juxian Villa is really unique, and I have never seen the guests at first.

It was so kind to treat.

Jiang Heng just wanted to say that it was too honest. Yan Qingqing and Lai Fu were a little hesitant, but at Jiang Heng's strong request, they picked up the bowls and chopsticks and ate in small mouthfuls.

As he ate, Jiang Heng recalled some of Fu Qingshui's previous descriptions of Juxian Villa.

I looked at the good wine in my hand and the delicious food on the table.

He thought to himself: It would be unreasonable to not be in a downturn in Juxian Villa.

But halfway through the meal, I vaguely heard some very dense and messy footsteps in the distance, accompanied by the sound of some people talking.

The wind blows the leaves in the forests are so loud that Jiang Heng can't hear what those people outside are saying.

He shook his head and ignored it and continued to bury his head to eliminate the delicious food in front of him.

After two incense sticks, the three of them had completely eaten and drank. The food on a large table on the table had been wiped out at this time.

The one who eats the most is naturally Jiang Heng. He sits and rests for a while and wants to move around.

Lai Fu and Yan Qingqing also quickly followed. After all, they sat there all morning and the three of them felt a little bored.

Juxian Villa did not restrict guests' freedom, and the gate of the courtyard was hidden.

No one was guarding him, even the little maid who swept the floor just glanced at him and ignored him.

Juxian Villa is very big. After walking around Jiang Heng and a few people found a large lake in the village.

The lake looks deserted and next to it is a stone bridge leading to a pavilion in the lake.

If the beautiful scenery here is seen by the sour scholars in Bazhou City, it would be inevitable to recite a few poems.

"Hey! There is someone fishing in the pavilion!"

Yan Qingqing pointed to a slightly hunched figure in the pavilion in the distance and said in surprise.

Jiang Heng also saw the man in the distance, but based on his own feelings, he found that this man was quite strange.

The traces of the internal energy of the body were very solid, but at this time the hunched figure seemed to be a handful of pitiful energy.

But Jiang Heng felt that this person should have a very strong internal energy.
To be continued...
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