Zongwu: I am Ma Dayuan's disciple, Master's wife, you are so hot

"This brother really knows a lot about wine!" Jiao Niang was also a little surprised and smiled at Zhui Ming.

"Brother Cui, I think you should have a drink before leaving." Seeing this, Zhuge Zhengwo tried to keep Zhui Ming again.

Zhui Ming originally intended to stay, otherwise he would not have just stood at the door and not left.

Jiao Niang's wine was indeed good, and Zhui Ming was indeed a wine lover, but a jar of wine could not impress Zhui Ming. What really made Zhui Ming willing to stay was the sudden heavy rain.

"it is good!"

Zhui Ming agreed immediately.

Seeing this, Dingdang and others hurriedly brought bowls and chopsticks, and poured a glass of wine for Zhui Ming to taste.

"Brother Zhuiming, how about this wine?"

"it is good!"

"Brother Zhuiming, I have long heard of your great name. I offer you a toast."

"Dry!"

"Brother Zhuiming, your tracking skills are world-famous. Can you stay and teach us?"

The four young detectives surrounded Zhui Ming and kept toasting him. After a while, they had finished half a jar of wine. Seeing that the time was almost right, Dingdang proposed that Zhui Ming join the Shenhou Mansion.

"Is this kind of good wine often available here?" Zhui Ming did not agree directly, but instead found a way out for himself.

"Of course, Jiao Niang often brings us wine to drink, and drinking is free here." Dingdang replied with a smile.

"Well, Brother Zhuge, I'll stay here and give it a try."

"Well... okay." Zhuge Zhengwo's reaction was quite interesting. He clearly wanted Zhui Ming to join, but he acted very indifferent.

Shen Xin can be said to have watched a good show, but Zhui Ming stayed today not because of the routine.

Of course, the premise is that today's rain is indeed God's will.

After having a good meal and a good drink, it was time for Shen Xin to say goodbye. Zhui Ming had already joined the Shen Hou Mansion, so he would naturally stay there. However, Shen Xin had no intention of joining the Shen Hou Mansion.

"Are we leaving?" Zhuge Zhengwo sighed and looked outside. The rain had stopped and the sky had darkened.

"Why don't we stay in the Shenhou Mansion for one night before leaving?"

I have just accepted Zhui Ming. If possible, Zhuge Zheng wants to strike while the iron is hot and recruit Shen Xin as well.

Although Shen Xin is an elder of the Beggars' Sect, as far as he knows, Shen Xin has not been a member of the Sect for a long time, so naturally there is no sense of belonging to him.

If Shen Xin really cared about the Beggars' Sect, he would not have left Luoyang and gone to the capital at this time.

After all, at this time, the Beggars' Sect had just changed its leader.

"If you just want to stay for one night, I have no problem." Shen Xin nodded, not rejecting Zhuge Zhengwo's kindness.

Seeing Shen Xin like this, Zhuge Zheng knew that it would be much more difficult to recruit Shen Xin than Zhui Ming. But fortunately, with Wuqing here, there is still a chance.

……

The next day.

early morning.

Shen Xin got up early and practiced the Wuliang Sword Technique in the courtyard of the Shenhou Mansion.

The Wuliang Sword Technique was created by Wuyazi and Li Qiushui, and has a very Xiaoyao Sect style. Regardless of its power, it looks extremely pleasing to the eye.

What's more, the person practicing sword is Shen Xin.

After practicing a set of sword techniques, there was applause from the side.

Jingle Bells clapped their hands vigorously, showing great support.

Wuqing sat aside, looking proud of himself.

Seeing Shen Xin looking at him, Wuqing nodded slightly and then left decisively.

She was afraid that people in the Shenhou Mansion would gossip!

Shen Xin did not chase after him. He should be tight when necessary and loose when necessary.

Shen Xin understands this principle very well.

"Brother Shen, what kind of swordsmanship is this? It looks so powerful!"

"Yes, I feel that this sword technique suits you, Brother Shen. If someone else were to use it, it would not be able to achieve the same effect as you, Brother Shen."

Dingdang and Ling'er came over and asked.

"This is the infinite sword technique." Shen Xin replied with a smile.

"It is indeed a good sword technique."

Zhui Ming also woke up very early. He came out when Shen Xin was practicing sword. However, he did not stand around to watch the fun like Dingdang and Ling'er. Instead, he went up to the roof alone and drank from his wine gourd.

Now, Zhui Ming suddenly spoke, intending to compete with Shen Xin.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhui Ming jumped down from the roof and began to practice his leg techniques.

Zhui Ming is well-known in the martial arts world for his light Kung Fu and tracking skills. He is also good at leg techniques, and his self-created Zhui Ming's Eleven Legs are even more extraordinary.

"Chasing shadows!"

"Chasing the sun!"

"Chase the lightning!"

"Chasing the wind!"

"..."

The names of the Eleven Life-Chasing Legs are very appropriate: the Chasing Shadow Leg has many shadows, the Chasing Sun is like the bright sun, the Chasing Lightning is as fast as lightning, and the Chasing Wind is like a sweeping gale!

Zhui Ming used seven or eight moves in a row, allowing Shen Xin to see his abilities.

Then, he stopped and raised his eyebrows at Shen Xin: "Brother Shen, I wonder if you are good at leg techniques?"

"I just happened to learn two 993 leg techniques not long ago. If Brother Cui is interested, shall we try them out?" Shen Xin invited Zhui Ming with a smile.

"my pleasure!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhui Ming appeared in front of Shen Xin.

Zhui Ming's leg skills cannot be underestimated, but the Shadow Kick and Shaolin Spring Kick that Shen Xin learned are not rubbish either. Judging from the leg skills alone, it would be difficult for Shen Xin to win.

But Shen Xin used his strength to overwhelm the opponent as soon as he made a move.

The powerful true energy made Zhui Ming dare not confront it head-on.

After dodging a few moves, Zhui Ming quickly called a halt: "No more fighting, no more fighting, I admit defeat."

"Thank you!" Shen Xin bowed and chuckled.

"Swindler!" Zhui Ming muttered secretly, but he didn't care too much about winning or losing this competition.

He had no ill intentions in seeking out Shen Xin for a sparring match. He simply wanted to see how capable Shen Xin, the new elder of the Beggars' Sect, was.

"Brother Cui, your leg skills are quite powerful. I wonder where you learned them from?" Shen Xin asked.

He was quite interested in Zhui Ming's leg techniques.

"This is something I created myself." Zhui Ming held his head high and said with pride.

"Self-created? That's amazing."

"Not really, I was just thinking about it. If Brother Shen is interested..." Zhui Ming just said this casually.

But he found that Shen Xin seemed to be really interested in his leg technique, so he stopped immediately.

Chapter 98 Sikong Zhaixing: Oh my god, are you serious about playing?

After breakfast, Shen Xin did not stay in the Shenhou Mansion any longer, but said goodbye and left directly.

After leaving the Shenhou Mansion, Shen Xin headed towards the courtyard where he rented.

It was still early, and there were not as many people on the street as usual, but there were still some pedestrians.

Shen Xin was walking and strolling when suddenly, a "woman" came towards him. He lowered his head and walked hurriedly, and did not notice Shen Xin opposite him.

Shen Xin originally wanted to avoid her, but when the two got closer, the woman suddenly quickened her pace and fell into Shen Xin's arms in an instant.

Shen Xin sensed something was wrong, but before he could react, the automatic dodge was triggered.

In an instant, Shen Xin disappeared from the spot and appeared five meters away.

"Ok?"

Sikong Zhaixing, who was disguised as a woman and approached Shen Xin, was completely dazed. He suddenly looked up and looked at Shen Xin, not understanding how Shen Xin suddenly ran away.

He was almost there, just almost there, and he was about to find out where Shen Xin had hidden the Seven Treasures Ring.

At this moment, Shen Xin was also looking at Sikong Zhaixing and noticed the familiar expression on "her" face. His mind raced and Shen Xin guessed his identity.

"Hey~"

Shen Xin turned into a trail of afterimages and instantly appeared in front of Sikong Zhaixing, reaching out to grab his shoulder.

Sikong Zhaixing wanted to escape, so he flew into the air and floated backwards, but Shen Xin still caught his calf.

A huge force hit him and he was pulled back instantly. Before he could make the next move, he was immediately followed by an irresistible suction force.

Sikong Zhaixing felt that his true energy was dissipating at an extremely fast speed.

Fortunately, Shen Xin only tried it briefly and stopped after smoking it for about a year.

Even so, Sikong Zhaixing still felt a little uneasy, and the disguise on his face began to distort due to the unstable internal energy.

This feeling is just like those anchors in later generations who use beauty filters and whose faces keep changing.

Ordinary people might be scared if they saw this situation.

But Shen Xin was not surprised. There were many things that true Qi could do. Although it was strange to change one's appearance, it was not impossible.

"Sikong, do you remember what I said to you yesterday... no, the night before yesterday?" Shen Xin asked with a smile, putting his hand on Sikong Zhaixing's shoulder.

Sikong Zhaixing showed a smile that was uglier than crying, and said flatteringly: "It's just a joke, don't take it so seriously!"

"joke?"