Mystery Makes Me Strong

When Wen Rensheng heard this, his eyes were a little strange, and he looked at Wen Rende who came back to him.

"Brother De, someone is copying your poems?" he teased.

"It doesn't matter, there are a lot of poems in the world, you can go wherever you want," Wen Rende was very generous, "I just listen to the style of this person's words, I seem to be a little familiar with it."

"Well, you are not original anyway." Wen Rensheng said quietly.

At this moment, someone suddenly said in surprise: "I remembered, isn't this the mysterious master of the legendary 'Drunk talks about the world, sober up life and death', senior Ding who lived more than 300 years old?"

Wen Rensheng immediately pricked up his ears.

"It turned out to be him?" During the party, some people became slightly agitated when they heard the name.

"Who is it?" More people asked curiously.

Wen Rende suddenly slapped his thigh: "I remember, when I was a xenogeneic person, I met with some drinking friends, and they said one thing, there is a xenogeneic master in the circle who is also good at drinking. , and particularly fond of aged wine, and those who are not more than a hundred years old will not drink it.”

Wen Rensheng and the others immediately listened, and some other people gathered around him.

"He has a rumor that when he is drunk, he talks about the world, and when he wakes up, he will randomly cut off a person's life and death. If you say that if you die at the third watch, you will not survive the fifth watch. So far, there is no exception." Wen Rende continued.

Someone suddenly panicked: "Isn't such a dangerous person moving the eye of the disaster? The Inspectorate should have locked him up long ago..."

Wen Rende was suddenly dumbfounded. It seemed that he didn't understand the details, so he was a little embarrassed for a while.

At this time, Mrs. Su, who was standing beside Wen Rensheng, quietly gave a wink to the steward behind him, the seventy-year-old man.

When the old man saw this, he immediately stepped forward and said: "The little old man also knows a thing or two about this matter. At first, the master was locked up by the people in the palace, and later he found out that the people he cut off were originally He will die. He has the power of prophecy, not the power of a curse, that's how it was released."

"It turns out that it's really worth worrying about." Someone suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Butler Su added: "I heard that his life was miserable, and it is said that this master did not like wine at first. It was just that in the early years he had predicted the death of his family, with the exception of one brother, who was unable to save it. Take it easy. Everyone, be careful, don't make other people's taboos."

Everyone thanked them.

But some people don't believe it: "No, a xenogeneic master, what a noble and powerful person, how can he not even protect his own family?"

"That's right, the problem is that when he predicted his family's life and death, he wasn't even a mystery expert." Butler Su shook his head and sighed.

"Alas..." Everyone was equally sighed.

Originally, everyone smelled the smell of wine lees from the front yard, and they were a little disgusted. After listening to it, most of the disgust disappeared.

Not because of sympathy, but because the other party is an alien master...

Wen Rensheng moved in his heart, thoughtful.

Yesterday, when I was just telling the joke about the death of the old king next door, Lao Zhao's expression was a little weird at the time, so that's what happened.

At this time, Mr. Zhao respectfully led a scruffy, bare-chested, white-haired old man with a big wine gourd to the backyard.

After the two walked to a knee-high table in front of the venue, he motioned for Wen Rensheng to walk over.

Wen Rensheng nodded slightly, stepped forward slowly, and the old man, left and right, stood beside President Zhao.

"It's rare for all the sages to give me Zhao's face during their busy schedules. It's an honor for Zhao to be able to gather together," Zhao said to everyone with a smile.

"Today is a celebration party for our manager Wen Ren of Tianxing Company. To congratulate him on the successful completion of the assessment of the alien qualification judges some time ago. And this Master Ding Chengshan beside me, I specially invited him to give The mysterious master who is guided by the manager Wenren."

"Oh, it really is a real mystery master."

Everyone was convinced, there was a slight sensation, and for a while, their eyes fell on the old man.

He has bad ears, rosacea, and unkempt white hair. He is just an ordinary old man with a sloppy appearance. He even has an unpleasant smell of wine on his body.

Although Wen Rende also drinks, he cleans himself every time, which is completely different from this old man.

But at this time, no one would care about the ugliness of these appearances.

Although the difference in appearance between this old man and Wen Rensheng next to him is big enough to describe the difference between the sky and the abyss, the current object of everyone's attention is only this old man.

Wen Rensheng, who was praised as "the pose of a dragon and a phoenix" just now, was reduced to a marginal figure.

At this time, his outstanding performance became the perfect foil for this old man.

There are very few mysterious experts, and master-level figures are even rarer. As for the legendary masters, they are all treasures of the country and can only be seen from a distance, not close.

Wen Rensheng just smiled, without any displeasure.

After all, the future is yours.

Not to mention, most of these people are blind, and it's not worth bothering with them...

"Guide or something, I'll talk about it later, bring the wine first, let me drink it..." Ding Chengshan rubbed his chest and said indifferently.

"Okay, Butler Wang. Immediately go to the biggest cherry tree and dig up the 600-year-old daughter Hong, who spent 100 million to photograph it five years ago." Mr. Zhao smiled and instructed The person next to him quietly showed off his wealth by the way.

A male servant rushed over, took the tools, and walked towards the largest cherry tree in the center of the backyard.

At this time, there were some people gathered there, and when they saw the footman coming, they all moved away.

"Okay, I've drank a lot of old wine, the oak barrels from sunken ships in Europe, the thousand-year-old jug unearthed by archaeology, and the 600-year-old Erhong that I haven't tasted yet. Today I want to get over my addiction to alcohol." Ding Chengshan said in the mouth, his eyes swept to Wen Rensheng beside him.

Wen Rensheng smiled at him, Ding Chengshan's data panel appeared in his eyes.

"Ding Chengshan."

"Mystery: 5/8."

"Mysterious Composition: Seeds of Hate,???"

That's right, this "Ding Chengshan" is a beginner of alien species who is not as good as Zhao Han.

Thinking 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 only by his identity and background is more than that.

The truth is about to come out, the other party is actually the master's next-door brother.

"It's really terrifying~www.wuxiamtl.com~ At your age, I was just an ordinary beginner." After seeing Wen Rensheng, Ding Chengshan shook his head and sighed.

In his eyes, there was a complicated meaning that could not be concealed, it seemed like jealousy, but also like nostalgia...

Wen Rensheng thought to himself, needless to say in the past, you are now too.

Of course, he just bowed his head and said, "Where, senior won the prize. Others say it's just my luck..."

"Well, you actually worked hard, right? I understand." Ding Chengshan nodded understandingly, his eyes blurred, as if he was remembering something.

"No, I mean, they don't know my luck, it's better than they thought." Wen Rensheng said seriously.

Ding Chengshan suddenly turned his head and didn't want to talk to him anymore.

Manager Zhao was helpless, patted Wen Rensheng on the shoulder and said, "Wen Ren, don't joke with the master casually. The master seems unruly, but he actually values ​​the rules."

"I'm sorry, Senior Ding. Actually, I'm an honest person, I can only tell the truth. I didn't mean to be disrespectful just now." Wen Rensheng bowed slightly.

"It's easy to talk about it, after all, it's a modern society, and everyone is equal, not the past..." Ding Chengshan said lightly.

At this moment, under the big cherry tree, the servant of the Zhao family who was digging for the wine, suddenly panicked:

"No, sir, there are bones under the tree!"

Everyone was immediately surprised. How could such a good party come here?

Just as everyone wanted to gather around, the servant said again:

"It's a black cat."

Hearing this, President Zhao glared at the servant and hurried over.

Wen Rensheng was also helpless, this brother actually learned to talk and gasped, and he didn't even see if he could resist the consequences...