Mystery Makes Me Strong

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

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

"It doesn't matter, there are a lot of poems in the world, let him go." Wen Rende is very generous, "I just listen to the style in this man's words, I seem to be familiar with it."

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

At this moment, someone suddenly said in surprise: "I remembered, isn't this the mysterious master Ding who lived over 300 years old in the legend, who 'drunk discusses the world, and sober determines life and death'?"

Wen Rensheng immediately raised his ears.

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

"Who the hell?" More people asked curiously.

Wen Rende suddenly slapped his thigh at this moment: "Remember, when I was a heterogeneous person, I met some drinking buddies, and they said something. There is a heterogeneous master who is also good at wine in the circle. , and especially loves old wine, and does not drink it if it is not more than a hundred years old."

Wen Rensheng and the others listened immediately, and some party members gathered around here.

"He has a rumor that when he is drunk and chatting, he will randomly cut off a person's life and death when he is sober. If you die in the third watch, you will not survive the fifth watch. There is no exception so far." Wen Rende continued.

Someone suddenly panicked: "Such a dangerous person, isn't he just a mobile eye? The inspector should have locked him up long ago..."

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

At this moment, Mrs. Su, who was standing beside Wen Rensheng, gave the butler behind her, the 70-year-old man, a wink.

Seeing this, the old man stepped forward to smooth things over and said, "The little old man knows a thing or two about this matter. At first, the master was locked up by people in the palace, but 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 curse, so he released it."

"So that's the case, it's really a waste of worry." Someone suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Butler Su added: "I heard that he had a miserable life experience. It is said that this master didn't like wine. It's just that he had predicted the death of his family members in the early years, with the exception of one brother, who couldn't help it. Soothe your worries. Be careful, everyone, don't violate other people's taboos."

Everyone thanked them.

But some people didn't believe it: "No way, a master of different races, what a noble and powerful person that is, how can he not even protect his own family?"

"You're right. The problem is that when he predicted the death of his family, he wasn't even a mystery expert." Steward Su shook his head and sighed.

"Alas..." Everyone was also sighing.

At first, everyone smelled the smell of wine lees coming from the front yard, and they were a little disgusted. After listening to it, they suddenly felt that most of the disgust dissipated.

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

Wen Rensheng's heart moved, thoughtful.

When I just told the joke about the death of the old king next door yesterday, Lao Zhao looked a little weird at that time, so it turned out to be the case.

At this time, Mr. Zhao has already respectfully led a white-haired old man with sloppy clothes, bare chest, and a big wine gourd to the backyard.

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

Wen Rensheng nodded slightly, walked forward slowly, and the old man, one left and one right, stood beside Mr. Zhao.

"It's rare for all the talented people to give me face in the midst of their busy schedules, and it's an honor for me to be able to gather together happily," Mr. Zhao said to the crowd with a smile,

"Today is a celebration for our famous manager of Tianxing Company. It is to congratulate him on the successful completion of the assessment work of the different qualification judges a while ago. And the master Ding Chengshan beside me is exactly what I specially invited to give to him. A mysterious master who is guided by famous managers."

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

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

With protruding ears, rosy nose, and disheveled white hair, he was just an ordinary old man with a rough appearance, and even had an unpleasant smell of alcohol on his body.

Although Wen Rende also drank, he cleaned himself up every time, which was totally different from this old man.

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

Although the appearance difference between this old man and Wen Rensheng next to him is large enough to be described as a world of difference, but the object of everyone's attention is only this old man.

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

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

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

Wen Rensheng just smiled, not unhappy.

After all, the future is your own.

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

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

"Okay, Steward Wang. Immediately go to the biggest cherry blossom tree and dig out the six-hundred-year-old Daughter Hong that I took a picture of five years ago and spent 100 million yuan." Mr. Zhao smiled and ordered The person next to him quietly showed off his wealth by the way.

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

At this time, there were some people gathered there, but when they saw the male servant approaching, they stepped aside one after another.

"Okay, I've drank a lot of old wine, such as oak barrels from European shipwrecks, thousand-year-old jugs excavated by archaeologists, and I haven't tasted the 600-year-old daughter red. Today I want to have a good drink." As Ding Cheng said in the mouth, his eyes swept away to Wen Rensheng at the side.

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 who is not even as good as Zhao Han.

Reminiscent of his having 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 by his identity and background alone is not enough.

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

"It's really scary to be young. When I was your age, I was just an ordinary beginner." Ding Chengshan shook his head and sighed after seeing Wen Rensheng.

In his eyes, there was a complex meaning that couldn't be concealed, it seemed to be jealous, and it seemed to miss...

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

Of course, he just bowed and said, "Where is it, the seniors are overwhelmed. Others say it's just my luck..."

"Well, in fact, you have put in a lot of effort, right? I understand." Ding Chengshan nodded understandingly, his eyes blurred, as if recalling something.

"No, I mean, they don't know that my luck is better than they imagined." Wen Rensheng said seriously.

Ding Chengshan turned his head away immediately, not wanting to talk to him anymore.

Mr. Zhao had no choice but to pat Wen Rensheng on the shoulder and said, "Wen Ren, don't joke with the master casually. The master seems to be unruly, but in fact he values ​​rules."

"I'm sorry, Senior Ding. Actually, I'm an honest person, and I only speak the truth. I didn't mean any disrespect just now." Wen Rensheng bowed slightly.

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

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

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

Everyone was surprised at once, how could such a good party come to this place?

Just as everyone wanted to surround them, the servant said again:

"It belongs to a black cat."

Hearing this, Mr. Zhao gave the servant a hard look, and hurried away.

Wen Rensheng was also helpless, this brother actually imitated his own words and gasped, not to see if he could resist the consequences...