After mutual introduction, Ye Guhong met two senior brothers named Zhu Ling and a young man named Di Xu. Both of them were internal disciples of Xingwen Sect.
Ye Guhong himself introduced himself as Ye Aniu. This identity was a good cover for Ye Guhong, and it was not a lie. After all, the person Ye Aniu originally existed.
In the afternoon, apart from Zhu Ling Dixu and a few disciples, the rest were dozens of newly recruited servants.
Ye Guhong stood among the servants who were all uncles and aunts, and felt uncomfortable all over. Just at this time, Di Xu came and asked Ye Guhong to go with a few senior brothers.
Ye Guhong secretly shouted "Thank God" and hurriedly followed him, walking side by side with Di Xu and others, in the front row.
Zhu Ling asked with some confusion: "Junior Brother Di, why did you ask A Niu to come with you?"
Di Xu patted Ye Guhong's shoulder and said with a smile: "A Niu is our lucky star, we can't treat him badly."
"How do you say this?"
Di Xu's eyes showed a hint of pride, and he said slowly: "Do you remember what senior brother ordered? There must be no negligence in entertaining guests, food, clothing, accommodation, etc. in this beast exorcism conference."
Zhu Ling snorted: "Of course I remember this beast exorcism meeting. There will definitely be many people from the other two sects and seven sects who want to make trouble. Although they can't make any big noise, they will definitely make trouble by picking and choosing.
There will be incidents, so senior brother asked us to do the small things first and try to avoid these things."
Di Xu spread his hands and said: "So don't worry about your clothes. I believe that those who come to cause trouble will wear their own clothes to enhance their prestige."
Zhu Ling smiled and said: "That's natural. When the time comes, we will give these people a piece of clothing from our sect and see if they can wear it."
Di Xu laughed with him for a while, and then said: "In terms of accommodation, you don't have to worry too much about all the guests' beds and quilts. They are made of fine brocade and soft wadding. Unless they want to lie on the golden mountain and cover themselves with jade quilts, they will never choose from them."
What's the stab?"
At this point, Zhu Ling also suddenly understood, patted his bare forehead and said: "Yes, the easiest place to make irresponsible remarks is about food. Well, these people come from all over the world, with different tastes and habits, and they deliberately
If you make things difficult, it is indeed easy to cause some friction.”
Di Xu pulled Ye Guhong and hugged his shoulders intimately: "I asked A Niu just now. He is proficient in everything from sweet, sour and spicy to staple desserts. The best thing is, A Niu learns
He cooks very quickly. He can almost tell you the cooking process and he can follow the same recipe and add innovations, which is amazing."
Not long before departure, Di Xu once talked about a side dish from his hometown. After hearing what he said, Ye Guhong made it on the spot, and the taste was even better. Therefore, Di Xu was extremely impressed by Ye Guhong's craftsmanship.
After hearing this, Zhu Ling's attitude changed greatly. Like Di Xu, he talked and laughed with Ye Guhong.
Because Ye Guhong has become the god of food in terms of food, and the two of them also noticed that Ye Guhong's mind was a bit stupid, so they tried their best to smile at him and treat him as a close friend, in order to prevent this god of food from going wrong.
Ye Guhong heard the conversation between the two and knew the cause and effect of the matter. Although the two people did not want to be friends with Ye Guhong from the bottom of their hearts, they had bad intentions, so Ye Guhong was happy to accept it.
Leaving the city gate and walking towards Panlong Peak, Ye Guhong felt a sudden thump in his heart when he saw the walking route.
In the morning, Ye Guhong had been driven out by two Jueying Sect disciples who were guarding him. It would have been fine if he had blended in with the servants, but now that he was so conspicuous when walking in front, the two people during the day would definitely be recognized.
Ye Guhong was anxious, scratching his head and looking around.
Suddenly, he noticed that among the disciples accompanying him, there was a beautiful and tall female disciple, who was taking out a plain white handkerchief to wipe the sweat from her forehead.
This woman was also very beautiful, but she was not as powerful as Ye Sulan or Liu Yi, so Ye Guhong didn't care at first.
Ye Guhong said sorry in his heart, came to the female disciple, grabbed her handkerchief, and said with a smile: "This handkerchief is so beautiful."
The female disciple was stunned and hurriedly shouted: "Hey, give me back!"
Ye Guhong showed a mischievous smile and stuck out his tongue: "If you don't give it, don't give it." He hid behind Di Xu and circled to avoid it.
Opening the handkerchief and looking at it, there are only a few light-colored plum blossoms embroidered on it and the beautiful word "Zhong Ya" next to it.
Zhong Ya reached out to grab it, but she couldn't catch Ye Guhong, and her face turned red with anxiety.
Di Xu helplessly stopped him: "Xiaoya, it's just a handkerchief, just give it to him."
Zhu Ling also said: "Junior sister, forget it and let your Senior Brother Di buy you dozens of them another day."
Zhong Ya glared at the three of them angrily, then raised her mouth and ignored them.
Ye Guhong tied the handkerchief into a strip, tied it around his eyes, and said proudly: "Cover your eyes, the sun can't see me!"
As soon as he said these words, several people around him chuckled. Zhong Ya also laughed out of anger and was no longer angry.
Ye Guhong just pulled up the handkerchief and put it down, repeating it all the way, making Di Xu and the others feel that they didn't care.
When he was approaching the mountain pass, Ye Guhong naturally pulled down the handkerchief on his eyelids, covering half of his face. His eyes were deliberately tilted to make it difficult for people to recognize his appearance.
Just like that, we arrived at the entrance to the mountain peak, and sure enough, those two people were still guarding it.
When a group of people came closer, Ye Guhong really wished he could rub some more dirt on his face.
The bearded man leaned against a stone, while the white-faced man stood there with squinting eyes.
After the meeting, the white-faced man obviously knew Di Xu and others, but they were not familiar with each other. After shouting a few words to each other, the white-faced man got out of the way.
At this moment, the scumbag man yawned and sat up. He glanced sideways at the servants following him, and then said to Di Xu with a contemptuous smile: "I really envy you people who teach literature.
Just walk around and do trivial chores, and then you can call yourself a Jueying Sect disciple."
Zhu Ling had a bad temper. He couldn't help it first and snorted coldly: "Feng Ruoxiong, please keep your mouth clean. What do you mean by trivial things? If I didn't teach culture, what would you eat, what would you drink, and what weapons would you use for martial arts?"
Feng Ruoxiong raised his hands in a gesture of surrender: "Ha, sorry, sorry, this is the first time I heard that the person who teaches Xing Wen is the mother-in-law of all the disciples of our Jueying Sect. Haha, I'm disrespectful, fellow seniors and sisters."
Zhu Ling was so angry that he wanted to explode. His face was so red with blood that it almost reached his forehead.
Di Xu smiled faintly, stretched out his hand to stop Zhu Ling who was about to make a move, and said: "I don't know when the Earth Shaking Sect became the watchdog of all the disciples of the Jueying Sect. I'm sorry, everyone."