Suddenly, waves of distant and high piano sounds came from within the high walls, and they were played very loudly and powerfully. Player: "???" Not only did you play the piano for me at home, you also deliberately told me that you did it on purpose??? Are you a human??? This shows how unique this NPC is. His calligraphy and painting works are double experience scrolls, and his title is "The Hermit". Unlike ordinary cyclical NPCs, he has his own unique personality. He is a hidden NPC that is rarely seen in the Novice Village, but few people can really interact with him. Liu Yuan's mind moved and he summoned the virtual panel of the atlas. The cards were all gray, but after flipping through to the end, I found that they still had... 【Role: Xie Qian】 【Sex: Male】 [Title: The Hermit, the One Who Never Wants to Be Lonely]
[Level: Mortal·No Boundary (Seal)] [Status: normal] [Properties interface (current status cannot be viewed)] [Card carrying bonus: —— (Current status does not allow carrying)] Who is Liu Yuan? The real strategy maniac! He doesn't even let men go! ...Well, actually it's a character card given by drawing a card. This game also has a card drawing system, but the delivery rate is not high, otherwise there will definitely be a large number of players choosing to draw cards directly. The characters drawn are basically no different from those captured in strategies or battles, but the initial favorability is 0, and you need to send items yourself to increase it. Before traveling through time, Liu Yuan was a 100% pay-to-win player. Although his luck was just average, he would place an order every few days when he had nothing to do, and he got quite a few characters with impressive panels, as well as some interesting characters. The biggest gain was this card of Xie Qian, but apart from anonymously providing materials to those big guys who wrote analysis posts, he never told anyone about it. Liu Yuan is not stupid. Any normal player knows how valuable this card is, considering its title and sealed status. It would be counterproductive to get into trouble at that time, so it is better to make a fortune in silence. So he used the method of giving gifts to raise Xie Qian's favorability to the maximum value... "Come find me when you get out of the villa. If I don't cheat you out of 17 or 18 experience scrolls, I'll have fed you so many fish with strange taste and eggs without yolk in vain." Liu Yuan chuckled twice, closed the illustration, waved his sleeves to gather weak spiritual energy, formed a gust of wind, and clicked open the door. The cool air blew in from outside, dispelling some of the accumulated heat. Just like he said before he traveled through time, his journey has just begun! Liu Yuan took off his sword (it was useless but it could save his face) and walked out of the room. Outside was the Chiyushan Manor forest in the daytime. Compared with the night, it finally made him feel more familiar and safe. Early in the morning, in the distance, some pretty maids were walking on the road carrying plates and basins, and they were walking hurriedly to the rooms of the masters and guests to help them wash and dress. Naturally, no one paid any attention to marginal residents like Liu Yuan.
"Are you awake?" Liu Yuanyou was startled and immediately turned his head, and what caught his eye was Fu Huan's... waist. Liu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, grimacing in his heart: "Do these martial arts masters like to appear and disappear mysteriously? They appear suddenly every time, almost scaring people to death." But Fu Huan is indeed strong. In the secular world, the realm of martial arts is divided into two realms: acquired and innate. The acquired realm is defined by the number of extraordinary meridians that are opened, while the innate realm depends on spiritual practice and is divided into three realms: extreme intention, spirit, and top-touching. One has already possessed a certain level of supernatural power. The Fuding Realm is named after the immortal who strokes my head and grants me immortality. Going above that is the true realm of martial arts, but there are very few such people. Fu Huan is at the pinnacle of spiritual power, enough to fight against cultivators in the foundation-building stage. "Why are you so dazed?" Fu Huan stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Liu Yuan. "nothing." Liu Yuan forced himself to shift his gaze upwards to appear less rogue. Although she had changed into a looser, more neutral black robe, it could not cover her curves and long legs at all. Liu Yuan changed the subject and said, "I just woke up and was thinking of leaving the villa to get some fresh air." Fu Huan came closer to him with a bronze mask on her face. Liu Yuan was slightly stunned, then he remembered that the hostess had a habit of only revealing her true face in front of acquaintances, and wrapping herself tightly at other times. Fu Huan crossed his arms and asked, "Still breathing? Didn't you breathe enough last night?" "..." Liu Yuan twitched the corners of his mouth, wanting to say something but stopping, wanting to say something again, and finally swallowed his words. Forget it. She probably doesn’t know that the word “透” means “艹” in the dialect. The second half of the sentence really makes people think a lot. "Last night was just a relaxing moment." Liu Yuan defended. Fu Huan's eyes from under the mask fell on Liu Yuan's face and said, "I always feel like you're a little different than you were last night." Liu Yuan touched his face: "Is there?" Fu Huan looked at you for a while, then retracted his gaze and waved his hand, saying, "When I saw you last night, I thought I saw a stray dog. You walked in with a confused look on your face, and even went out of your way to pay attention to you. Today, you look radiant, but it might be my illusion." Liu Yuan was stunned for a moment, then looked at the indifferent woman in front of him and smiled: "Thank you." When Fu Huan saw that smile, his cheeks beneath the mask suddenly turned red, and he turned his head away and snorted, "What's there to be thankful for?" Liu Yuan felt that the poster girl was more and more kind and lovely. He pretended to think about it and said, "I suddenly remembered that I buried a jar of good wine in Huya Mountain. I will bring it out for you to drink in a few days." Fu Huan has two major hobbies, one is martial arts and the other is drinking. Tiger Tooth Mountain is the treasure hunting site in the Novice Village. There is a chance to dig out a jar of century-old monkey wine. Of course, due to the game effect, it looks like a jar of wine when dug out, rather than the so-called wild monkeys storing hundreds of fruits in a tree hole as winter food, which was forgotten and then gradually fermented and naturally brewed. Liu Yuan knew the location and techniques of treasure hunting. For the sake of Fu Huan's friendship rather than her beauty, he also wanted to get the jar of monkey wine worth 10 gold in the novice stage to thank her. Fu Huan's eyes really lit up, but he said, "The wine buried in the mountains must have rotted or been stolen a long time ago. What's so rare about it? You might as well go to the restaurant outside the villa and buy a jar to avoid so much trouble."
Liu Yuan waved his hands and said in embarrassment: "But I don't have a single copper coin on me, so I can only go to the deep mountains and old forests to dig up the wine I buried. Aren't you making things difficult for me?" Fu Huan groaned and said, "Forget it, forget it. I forgot. You better be careful. Don't let wild animals tear the clothes I gave you." What you said...I was worried that he would get hurt but I didn't want to say it directly. Liu Yuan secretly complained, but said, "I know." After bidding farewell to Fu Huan again, Liu Yuan followed his memory and went to Gu Siyin's boudoir again, but he did not go in. He heard the maid Bihe and the fan servant who were guarding the room saying that the young lady was called to the main hall of the villa to discuss the wedding date with Xue Wei, the "friendly disciple" sent by Shuiyuewu. Liu Yuan knew that this was part of the plot, and that the Shuiyuewu disciples would not take action or do anything else now. But when he thought of Gu Siyin's tearful face and her tender little hands tightly grasping his clothes, he felt that it would be unacceptable to let her suffer even the slightest injustice. This is still a 14-year-old little Lolita! The flowers of the motherland need to be cared for... It is definitely not because of Lolita control or something like that! Liu Yuan let out a long sigh and decided to take a look outside the hall. Chapter 7: Bring them all! Chiyu Villa. In the main pavilion hall. Gu Feidao, the owner of Chiyu Villa, sat at the very top with his hands on the armrests of his seat. He looked to be an old man in his sixties, wearing a dark green robe and a brocade crane cloak. His face was wrinkled and his temples were gray, but the rest of his hair was jet black. His eyes were indifferent and deep, and he looked majestic without even getting angry. He was an old man who had a daughter, so he looked more like Gu Siyin's grandfather than her father. Below Gu Feidao sat three people dressed in the same crescent-colored robes. There were dark light blue patterns on their robes, which looked like shimmering waves when the light shone on them. It was exactly the robes of Shuiyuewu’s disciples. The second one was younger, a teenager in his teens named Ma Shu, with a round face and eyes, looking very likable. He looked around but was often embarrassed and shy when meeting other people's gazes. His only cultivation was Qi training. The last person was wearing a veil on his head, and the white gauze covered his face, making it difficult to see clearly. His figure was also blurry for some reason, and his gender could not be determined. He looked mysterious. In fact, the people in the villa were also wondering. Shuiyuewu said there were two disciples, but when they arrived there was one more... But the people in the villa didn't dare to ask about such things. Gu Siyin, who had cried in Liu Yuan's arms for half the night last night, sat on the armchair to the right of Gu Feidao, lowered her head and took small sips of tea, with her eyelids drooping and not saying a word. You could vaguely see her bulging cheeks, looking very dissatisfied. Because of her petite figure, when she sat on the wide chair, her two little feet wearing pompom-embroidered shoes were suspended in the air, mostly covered by the hem of her skirt, making her look even more delicate and lovely. The hall was completely silent, with only the slight noise of the maids placing the teacups in the hall. It was ridiculous. They were clearly discussing the marriage of Xue Wei and Gu Siyin, but Xue Wei was not in the hall. Instead, he was asked to wait outside the hall because he was not qualified. Gu Feidao and the leader Yue Longzhang had been chatting for a while. After things were almost finalized, Gu Feidao spoke. "Today we are officially discussing the wedding date. We were in a hurry the day before yesterday and did not entertain the three envoys well. I will serve you tea instead of wine as a punishment." Even though the guest sitting in the hall was a cultivator, Gu Feidao's expression did not change much. He spoke lightly, raised the teacup at hand and drank it all. "Snapped." Yue Longzhang closed his fan, picked up the teacup and smiled, "No, no, Master Gu, you are too polite. Although we are cultivators, we have heard of the name of 'Ding'an Wu Hou' for a long time. The name of Chiyu Villa is even more well-known in the territory of Jiang Country. We are no match for the juniors, so how can we let you punish yourself?"
His words were a compliment in disguise, full of criticism and sarcasm. He said he was respectful but didn't use any honorifics, which made everyone in the villa frown. But Gu Feidao only said: "Your compliment is too much." Yue Longzhang took a sip of the tea, looked at the tea leaves floating in the water and the mist, and felt the angry gazes around him, but Gu Feidao at the top did not move, and he sneered in his heart. No matter how powerful a martial arts giant is, he is just a mortal. He may seem very powerful, but in fact he is weak inside. I thought that this 'Ding'an Wu Hou' was the one who was most likely to enter the Tao through martial arts and directly reach the Nascent Soul stage, so there would be some difference, but I didn't expect that he would be so afraid of the immortal cultivation sect. If it wasn't for the sect's mission, how could Yue Longzhang, the chief disciple of Shuiyuewu's inner sect, come to such a mortal place? Even the tea here is so poor and rough, tastes like chewing wax, and has no spiritual energy at all! Never mind, as long as Xue Wei can successfully infiltrate Chiyu Villa, it will be a victory and they can retire with honor. It's a pity for that little beauty... Yue Longzhang's eyes fell on Gu Siyin. Such a beauty was rare even among immortal cultivators. It would be a waste of talent if Xue Qi got her for free. Gu Siyin noticed his gaze, raised her head, and, using the cover of the teacup, glared at Yue Longzhang fiercely. Yue Longzhang's eyes flashed with a hint of gloom, and he smiled and said, "Miss Gu, I wonder if the wedding dress fits you?" It would have been better if he didn't ask. Once he asked, Gu Siyin, who had been silent for a long time, remembered that she cried all night in her wedding dress last night. Thinking of brother Jun Xuan's comfort, the grievance in her heart suddenly burst out. She put the cup down with a snap, jumped off the chair and pouted, "It doesn't fit! It's ugly! It's so ugly! What kind of immortal sect are you? The clothes you prepared are so ugly. I don't want to get married in this kind of thing! I won't get married!" She suddenly exploded, leaving everyone in the room unable to react. Butler He Ren's face suddenly changed. He took a few steps to stand behind Gu Siyin, staring at the three Shuiyuewu disciples, ready to protect them at any time. Yue Longzhang's face froze, then he stood up, and said in a deep voice with a dark face: "This is the wedding dress that our Shuiyuewu specially selected for this good relationship. It is made of fine silk from spiritual silkworms. Even in the world of immortal cultivation, it is considered a generous gift. Chiyu Villa, are you so ungrateful?!" He looked at Gu Feidao and said sternly: "Master Gu, you can disrespect our Shuiyuewu, but we can also disrespect Chiyu Villa. It seems that you don't want this good relationship anymore. I advise you to think clearly about the consequences of being an enemy of Shuiyuewu!" Yue Longzhang had a grim expression on his face, and the fan in his hand suddenly opened. The fan bones were like thin swords, flashing a cold blue light. The aura of a foundation-building period emanated from him, frightening all the maids who had no martial arts skills and making them collapse to the ground. Ma Shu was startled and stood up as well, carefully advising: "Brother, calm down. Maybe Miss Gu doesn't like that style..." As for the man wearing a veiled hat, he was as calm as a rock. He sat there by himself, picked up the teacup and took another sip. The atmosphere in the hall was tense, but everyone knew that even if Gu Siyin lost her temper, this was already a done deal. But the more angry she got, the more unfriendly those three people from Shuiyuewu became. Why bother... He Ren smiled bitterly, then his eyes became determined, but no matter what, he must protect the young lady's safety. Yue Longzhang swung his sleeves to break away from Ma Shu and snorted coldly, "Master Gu, what do you say?" Gu Feidao sighed, stood up and said: "The envoy is wise..." These words undoubtedly revealed his weakness. Yue Longzhang's expression relaxed, and a smug sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, while the people in the villa looked depressed and resentful. Gu Siyin was about to shed tears, but she didn't expect Gu Feidao to change the subject. His old and frail eyes seemed to emit a frightening cold light, and he shouted, "It's not that Chiyu Villa is ungrateful, it's that Shuiyuewu is going too far!"
"you……" Yue Longzhang was enveloped by this momentum and subconsciously took a step back. His face froze, and he was shocked and angry. "I have been patient again and again, but this is no reason for you to push your luck!" Gu Feidao looked down at me like a sleeping lion opening his eyes. He said with his hands behind his back, "Although I am old, I killed a Jindan stage cultivator several years ago. Even the elders of Shuiyuewu need to show some respect when they come here. You are a foundation building junior, and you are now bullying me. Who gave you the courage?!" "How dare you! You are just a mortal, just a mortal!" Yue Longzhang was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. In a fit of rage, he used his spiritual power to slam the table. The table exploded, and the air wave rolled, knocking everyone back half a step.