After Su Yuzhu said this, she saw Han Jiang and the others standing there immediately, which made him wonder: "What's wrong?"

Although he had a lot of dealing with the people of Kunlun before, out of caution, no one mentioned the school matters. During the other time, he spent half of his time in the tomb and half of his time in the Public Security Bureau, and he made a blocking state of information, and didn't even hear much about the university news.

But probably because of this, he could say this so normally.

It was dusk at this time, and several large tables were placed around the statue, each table could accommodate more than a dozen people. The table was steaming hot, and it was full of hard dishes at a glance.

It's indeed the style of a village banquet.

Jiang Ling looked at him: "You just said that your village holds a banquet to worship this 'Kunlun Real Person' and asks him to take you up the mountain to practice, right?"

"Yes, is there any problem?" Su Yuzhu's eyes looked suspicious.

"Nothing. It just seems... this table of food must be eaten." Jiang Ling took a deep breath and looked forward, "Then are there any special rules for your banquet?"

"No, this is just a family dinner celebration for us. Just treat it as a meal with your loved ones. We are all a family, so you have to be welcome."

Su Yuzhu bit the word "home" hard: "Don't forget that you are husband and wife now. When you are on the table, you must keep the same couple as you just now, don't let it go."

When he said this, Jiang Ling remained normal, but Han Jiangchen next to him had a cold spine and an ominous premonition.

As if he was about to answer him, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw an aunt holding a rice spoon coming out of the boiler room, sweating, blushing on her face, and smiling.

"Hey, I've been waiting for a long time."

The aunt waved the rice spoon and pointed to the big table in the front of the square: "I heard from them that you two are Xiao Han and Xiao Jiang from the outside world, right? Please sit down quickly, and the meal will be brought to you immediately."

.....

As night falls, the sky is shining with stars.

The sky is high in summer and the clouds are clear. Under the dome full of stars, the village is wrapped in warm rose red lights.

Under the rays of fire, the bronze statue of the immortal in the center seemed to have light in his eyes, staring at the people in front of the venue vividly. At his feet, the children were running barefoot among the tables, and the adults on the table were cheering and drinking, and the celebration was full of enthusiasm.

"Come on, Xiao Han, uncle, I wish you a drink!"

At the table closest to the statue, the man with cloth bag stood up and held the cup in front of Han Jiangchen.

"I heard from Xiaozhu that you are his life-saving benefactors, right? You are indeed fellows! Xiaozhu is already the most promising person in our generation. I didn't expect that there are you among the children of the same age!"

He probably got drunk too much, and his voice was shocked when he shouted: "I heard that with your level, you can beat the ancient powers. Is it really awesome? There are not many people who can make Xiaozhu admire him. I don't know which master your ability comes from? Let me tell us!"

Han Jiangchen reluctantly clinked his glasses with him and responded vaguely.

After the village banquet began, he and Jiang Ling were pushed to the table. It was obvious that the group of people were still a little sympathetic, so she consciously gave up the inconspicuous second place - in contrast, he inevitably sat in the chief.

After initially being alert, the group of people showed great curiosity and asked them about this and that, and their tone seemed to be watching him grow up.

He really had never dealt with this kind of scenario, and the pressure was even greater than the final of the Immortal Games.

Since the "elder" spoke, the attitude of these spiritual men suddenly changed.

It was obvious that a few hours ago, the group of people pointed at them with repulsion, but after eating a few bites of rice and drinking two glasses of wine, it seemed that they had become a big family that was in love with each other, and they were so enthusiastic.

In the eyes of these spiritual people, the world seems to have been strictly circled. Personnel outside the circle are absolutely rejected, but once included in the circle, the feelings are instantly full, and there seems to be no intermediate value, and it is still a one-click switch.

This diode-like brain circuit is really difficult for ordinary people to understand, which makes Han Jiang and the others not know how to deal with it, let alone interfere, so they can only deal with it by chance.

When they first served, both of them were still very vigilant, and even hid the silver needle for the drug test in their sleeves and ordered it quickly for each dish to be held. But as they ate, as they were getting more and more interested on the table, their vigilance seemed abrupt and they could only bury their heads and endure hardships.

After three rounds of drinking, the group of people turned red when they drank, and the topics on the table became more and more relaxed. The fingers naturally pointed at the two people over there - to be precise, at Han Jiangchen.

"Tell me, how old is Xiao Han this year?" The aunt sitting next to him asked while pouring tea for him.

"nineteen."

"Hey, you got married at such a young age?!"

“…”

Han Jiangchen silently slaps his rice again, but he couldn't help but shout with his uncles and aunts around him as if they had discovered a new world.

"Did everyone hear it? Look at Xiao Han, who is handsome and capable, is called God's choice. Why can't he get married so early?"

"As a man, chasing a woman depends on her confidence and 70% of her sweet mouth. It seems that Xiao Han is obviously the kind who can speak and coax women!"

"Damn it! Just Xiao Han's one, it's a big profit to marry him, and you're still coaxing him? It's too late to laugh secretly!"

"Hey, if you want to say that this wife is pretty, it's a pity that she is a mortal..."

"Bah! I think you're drunk, be careful when speaking. Can the mortals who Xiao Han likes are ordinary mortals? Maybe they have seen Kunlun Daozi..."

When Han Jiangchen heard them shouting, he glanced at Jiang Ling there quietly. Fortunately, she still had to maintain her weak little wife's character, and was picking up food with a dignified look, not saying anything about these swear words.

At this time, they did not realize the seriousness of the problem, but soon...

"Come on, Xiao Han, please take a few more bites. See how thin you are. Boys can't be so thin."

The aunt at the table picked up food for him enthusiastically, and while picking up food, he talked. As he spoke, his eyes turned to Jiang Ling again: "Oh yes, my wife, come and take some care of her health. I will work hard in the future and have a few more babies."

As soon as Jiang Ling stopped the chopsticks and looked up, she saw that everyone on the table had a red light of excitement, and was completely ignited by these words.

"Ah yes yes, yes, when are you two going to have a child?"

"Even if you are a practitioner of Taoism, we have to keep a seed, right?"

"How many are you planning to have?"

Jiang Ling sat there, her face twitching. Although she had predicted something wrong in advance, she had never seen this scene before. After a few words, she could no longer grasp the situation.

"It's okay, don't urge everyone. They are both young, so young people are so scary."

"That's right, give birth to a few more, and it will be lively at that time."

"There is time to prepare well."

“…”

A group of people said one by one, the enemy's strength exceeded expectations, and the two were completely forced to death. Han Jiangchen was at a loss while holding the chopsticks, while Jiang Ling's face turned red and white. Finally, she couldn't help but drop the chopsticks and ran out the door a few steps.

"Hey, this wife is quite thin-skinned!"

"I've got married, and I can't let go of this kind of thing, so it's very difficult to serve."

"Go away, Xiao Han, why don't you coax a few words quickly? It won't be a good end if you make the woman angry..."

Amidst laughter, Han Jiangchen also announced his retreat, was gloriously swept off the table, followed behind as if he was running away, turned over a house, and found Jiang Ling standing there with her hands behind her back, behind a wall.

The two of them stood there with big eyes and stared at each other. Under the shadow, her face seemed to be red.

"Are you okay?" He thought for a long time, and finally he could only ask one question.

"...It's okay, this matter won't affect me."

Jiang Ling rubbed her face and changed into a serious look: "Let's all be awake and remember clearly. This is just acting. This time I came here just to investigate the truth about the Spirit Man and the Immortal Medicine... Well, there is more than that Kunlun Daozi's matter to be investigated. The task is very heavy, don't be led by them."

They all underestimated the combat effectiveness of these unparalleled spirit men. According to the situation just now, they had no power to fight back and could not stand the effort of three glasses of wine on the field, let alone ask questions about information. If this continues, they will inevitably have to fall into the ditch.

Han Jiangchen nodded, thought for a while and said, "I think this situation should be done with Su Yuzhu."

"I think so." Jiang Ling held her forehead and said, "After the meal is over, I will go and ask the boy. If possible, there will be that elder..."

I don’t know if God opened his eyes, but at this moment, the sound behind the wall suddenly became warm.

"The elder is here!"

There were a sound of tables and chairs moving, cups and plates colliding, and wine pouring. Listening to the movement, the people on the field stood up together.

"Today, under the gaze of the real person, I also understand what everyone is most looking forward to." It was the voice of the low old man again, "Then, I will announce it here-"

The noise on the field was suddenly cut off, as if people were holding their breath together. The next second, the old man's voice seemed to resound throughout the square.

"This year, the candidate for those who are qualified to go to the immortals and become practitioners is Su Yuzhu!"

It lasted for a short while, and then thunderous applause rang out in the sky, mixed with talks such as "Little Zhu is OK!" "This is worthy of his parents' spirit in heaven!"

Just as the conversation was about Su Yuzhu's voice was also mixed, and she sounded a little at a loss.

"Grandpa Elder, the instructions I had before to Ancheng should not be considered complete, and the people who went with me..."

"It's okay, kid, I know it."

The old man's voice showed a softer voice: "Didn't you say it? Real people are everywhere, and immortals and gods are always watching us. What you do in Ancheng has reached Daozi, and you have reached his standards - Kunlun Mountain now needs new cultivators, and you are the best candidate. Don't think too much, now that fate is here, you will do whatever you want."

After the conversation between the old and the young, there were a burst of cheers, congratulations and laughter. The boy's voice was completely submerged and he couldn't hear it clearly.

But there is no doubt that this young man must be the absolute protagonist in the small village tonight.

Han and Jiang looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes.

Judging from this, is Su Yuzhu being picked by the "real person"? What kind of "Kunlun Mountain" should I go to practice?

They did not go out directly, but just leaned against the wall, let go of their five senses and spiritual senses, and listened quietly.

When the chaos outside finally subsided, the banquet seemed to be coming to an end, with the sound of packing up dishes and pushing the table.

The two of them breathed somehow relieved and then took it out from behind the wall. As soon as they showed up, they bumped into Su Yuzhu head-on.

As they expected, he was surrounded by a group of people in the center, with absolute star treatment.

Most people's faces are full of envy, but there is also a disharmonious voice mixed in this.

"Brother, are you really going to be a god?"
To be continued...