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Dazzling moon, the annual Mid-Autumn Festival, is the day of family reunion. The third mother suddenly thought of Yang Jian and sent someone to bring him here. After bathing and changing his clothes, for the first time in three years, Yang Jian was carried through the corridor by a few servants. In the courtyard, he was placed on a recliner and left respectfully.

Although it was her own idea, when the Third Mother beckoned for a group of guests to sit down and saw that everyone's gaze, whether intentionally or unintentionally, swept across Yang Jian's body, then saw Yang Jian's expressionless face and his gaze, which landed on an unknown location, she felt a little regretful in her heart. Since he couldn't allow them to carry him away now, he could only pretend that he didn't know anything and continue chatting with Chang'e and the others.

When he saw Yang Jian sitting at the side, he was stunned for a moment. He did not know what to say, and only regained his senses after Chen Xiang called out to him twice. After chatting for a while, her eyes continued to glance towards Yang Jian from time to time, not knowing what the Third Mother wanted him to do.

Yang Jian leaned back on the chair and looked at the group of people entering the banquet. The Hundred Flowers Fairy originally did not agree to let Yang Jian come, but when she saw that the Third Mother was slightly regretful, she called over a servant and whispered a few words into her ear. The servant understood and did not say anything to his mistress. He called two more people over and carried Yang Jian and his chair to the side. The Third Mother heaved a sigh of relief and looked gratefully at the Hundred Flowers Fairy. She got the maidservants by her side to instruct her to move a small table, and to place a serving of the fruit dishes as well.

The atmosphere gradually became lively, and Yang Jian heaved a sigh of relief as he joked around. His body was hidden in the shadows of the fake mountain rocks, and he didn't need to use his calm eyes to respond back to those curious and disdainful sizing up the place. In a place no one could see, he looked at his mother, who had recovered from years of imprisonment, leaned on his husband, smiled at his son and his friends' younger sister, and at the matured Agarwood, his eyes filled with an unknown gentleness. Perhaps my happiness was destined to be lonely.

As his family registered, another guest arrived. Yang Jian's body trembled as he watched Boss Kang stride across the courtyard with his Howling Celestial Dog. Liu Yanchang and his wife went up to him in pleasant surprise. "Big Brother Kang, how come you're free today?" Boss Kang laughed heartily and said, "I've brought the Howling Celestial Dog out for a walk. Since we're in the vicinity and think it's the middle of autumn, it will definitely be lively and bring us here for some light." He pulled the couple over and whispered, "The Howling Celestial Dog has taken in the Worryfree Grass itself, so there are always some addicts here. I'll take him for a walk and see if any of them can get better." The Third Lady nodded and let them sit. Chen Xiang Xiao Yu looked curiously at the Howling Celestial Dog and was a bit confused. Xiao Yu asked, "Howling Celestial Dog, do you know us?" The Howling Celestial Dog looked at Boss Kang in confusion, but didn't see him give any hints. It only shook its head with uncertainty. Boss Kang signaled them to stop asking and let the Howling Celestial Dog sit by their side. Looking at the Howling Celestial Dog that had accompanied him for a thousand years, Yang Jian's state of mind, which had remained calm and unperturbed for a long time, wavered. The Howling Celestial Dog, it still seemed a little foolish, but since the Assembly has taken care of you, you will no longer be implicated by me and no longer need to take my happiness or anger as joy.

The Howling Celestial Dog sat in the middle of the mat and sniffed the air. The smell of these people was very uncomfortable. The woman dressed in beautiful flowers and laughing loudly had a fragrance that assailed his nostrils, making him want to sneeze. The middle-aged scholar who raised his glass to toast her, no matter how he smelled, had a sour, rotten smell, which he also did not like. The Howling Celestial Dog rubbed its nose. Where was the taste that it wanted? I can't find it. Disappointed, he sniffed again. Amidst all the smells, a familiar feeling drifted over. Faintly, faintly discernible, cold and clear, the Howling Celestial Dog was delighted as it stood up and sniffed the air. Just as he clinked his glass with someone, Boss Kang turned his head and called out to him, "Howling Celestial Dog, don't run around." The Howling Celestial Dog did not seem to hear him and went straight to Yang Jian's side. That was a familiar feeling that made him feel at ease, what should he do next? He subconsciously squatted beside Yang Jian and looked into his eyes. Yes, that's it, that's it.

Yang Jian didn't expect the Howling Celestial Dog to remember him. He glanced sideways at him, revealing a rare hint of gentleness and admiration. Only then did Boss Kang see Yang Jian. With a dark expression, he walked over, picked up the Howling Celestial Dog, and glared at Yang Jian. "Howling Celestial Dog, what are you doing here with this despicable person? Go back and drink!"

Although it was already August, the Hundred Flowers Fairy was present. How could there be any flowers that couldn't bloom? The Hundred Flowers Fairy broke off a red plum branch and returned to her seat. She smiled and said, "Let's carry the wine orders and beat the drum to transmit the flowers." Boss Kang refused, "I'm a boor, these refined things aren't good enough. Fairy, please don't find any reason to drink." Hundred Blossom said with a smile: "Today's feast, naturally, is to let everyone have their fun. It's fine if you don't mind the show." All of them were in an ecstatic mood.

The Hundred Blossom said that Chang'e was a fairy from the Moon Palace and naturally took on this heavy responsibility. Chang'e agreed, and turned around to pick up a small drum from her servant. Whoever had the flower in their hands would perform, be it a song or dance, or a wind or moon song, or a sword dance in the courtyard. After two laps, the flower stopped in Liu Yanchang's hand.

Liu Yanchang stood up, not knowing what to do. People in the audience began to cheer, "Since Mr Liu is being treated so well, he must be a man of great talents and have a rich background. Naturally, he should be taught well and demonstrate his talents." The Third Lady looked proudly at her husband, waiting for him to speak. Liu Yanchang was in a somewhat difficult situation. He was only an Elementary Scholar, but he did not have the qualifications to be so. After the wine had been drunk and bustling, it was truly difficult for him to produce a poem. Looking at the trusting eyes of the third mother, he couldn't help but mumble to himself as he lifted his head and said, "Drunk, not interested in poetry. There's an old work about it that's been humiliated today." No one was strong enough to listen to his chant.

"Elegant Wind period with her legs crossed, the evening forest returns with its sunset red. Refer to the order of the objects sent in. The sound of the silk pipe had become heavy with frost, and the sense of the people of Guan He was strong. The two of them are together. "

He was singing a song called 'Raccoon Creek Muslin'. To be honest, the audience who heard it didn't think that it was that outstanding, but the meaning of the words were filled with affection. They knew that it must have been done by him and the Third Mother when they were separated, and they repeatedly praised them when they thought that they had been separated for more than twenty years.

Listening to Liu Yanchang's chant, a trace of ridicule actually appeared on the corner of Nezha's mouth. Nezha was saying, "Mr. Liu, being able to stand together with the Three Saintess today is also the sincere wish of the two of you. Congratulations! You can see the true meaning of this word." Hundred Blossom followed up, "If it wasn't for someone stopping us, where did this husband and wife come from? The things that have happened today are truly righteous and evil, and there will always be retribution. " Zhu Bajie agreed with a snort, then spat at Yang Jian, "That's right, you deserved it." Sun Wukong raised his wine cup and came to Yang Jian's chair, laughing as he said, "Yang Jian, you hurt me, Old Sun, that day. Did you think that you would end up like this today? If Old Sun does not seek revenge, you will naturally seek the consequences for yourself. " Bai Hua saw the disdain in Yang Jian's gaze as he looked at Liu Yanchang and snorted, "Yang Jian, what kind of act are you putting on? If it wasn't for Mr. Liu's good heart and the fact that he didn't mind taking you in, you might have already died on the street."

Yang Jian sneered and closed his eyes, ignoring them. Not to mention the things that Liu Yanchang had forgotten, in terms of the words he recited, they were nothing to him. Although Yang Jian was focused on his cultivation, he was not a reckless martial artist. Ever since he was young, he had striven so hard not to let go of anyone, so he refused to give up any knowledge of martial arts. After becoming immortal, the human world had changed. Poetry and poetry had developed in their own ways, and he had never forgotten about them. Although he couldn't be considered a famous master, he had good knowledge. When he was in the mood, he would fill out two verses and compose a few songs. Liu Yanchang's masterpiece was not worthy of his attention.

Seeing that he had closed his eyes, the crowd could not say anything else and returned to their seats dejectedly. The drumbeats stopped and the flowers fell into the hands of the Howling Celestial Dog. The Agarwood was funny, but they didn't know what the Howling Celestial Dog could do. The Howling Celestial Dog looked at Boss Kang blankly. Boss Kang said in a low voice, "Look at what he was doing just now. Just like that, you can do whatever you want." Just now? The Howling Celestial Dog looked at Liu Yanchang. That person was reciting something just now. Seeing that he was looking at Liu Yanchang, Boss Kang knew that he was mistaken and quickly said, "Mr Liu is reciting a poem, but you don't know how to do it. You should look for another …" Before he finished his sentence, the Howling Celestial Dog had already begun reciting:

"After lingering around for a long time, Yun Mu comes out, and a light chill invades my sleeves. Faintly write all the melancholy new ink shallowly, afraid to write, bandwidth people thin. Unknowingly, the age of Hua Cheng became dark, calculated and then, dusted away. Speaking of which, the ice wheel is bright, sneering as it passes the cup and turns its head.

However, grief is more than joy, and anger is more than bravado. It was not necessarily because Yan Liang was experienced and experienced. He was already used to seeing things. Who could comfort him like this? There was only the sound of nature and the howling of the wind. "He was haggard all his life, but now he has fallen into disarray, and now he is lost in thought."

Everyone opened their mouths wide, and Liu Yanchang was even more shocked. There were those who were knowledgeable amongst the crowd, so the words they heard were naturally much higher than Liu Yanchang's, but why did it come out of the mouth of the Howling Celestial Dog? Chang'e pondered for a moment, then asked, "Howling Celestial Dog, where did you look from?" Howling Celestial Dog casually replied, "Master wrote it … "Eh, Master, who is Master?" Ye Zichen held his head and started to ponder. Elder Kang was afraid that he would remember, so he hurriedly stood up and said: "The Howling Celestial Dog is not feeling well, I'll take it with me. Everyone, farewell." Leave with him.

Everyone in the banquet could not help but look towards Yang Jian, chanting repeatedly. They did not expect him to have such poetic feelings, and Liu Yanchang felt even more upset. He inwardly berated his wife for letting him come, but the atmosphere in the seats suddenly turned cold.

When Hundred Flowers Fairy saw the cold atmosphere around her, she intentionally tried to ease it up. Seeing that everyone was still drinking, she clapped her hands and smiled, "It was interesting that I went to Du Kang's place to get a treasure. I was just about to use the wine." With that said, he took out a small wine jug from his sleeve. At this moment, the Third Saintess regretted that she did not send Yang Jian to attend the gathering, making her husband unhappy. At this moment, the Hundred Flowers Fairy opened her mouth, and naturally joined in, as she looked at the others, who were about to forget what had just happened, before smiling and asking, "What kind of treasure is this small wine pot? It's unknown where Hundred Flowers Elder Sister took it out from, but it's to coax us." With a flip of his wrist, Hundred Blossom Leaves poured himself a cup of wine. A fragrant aroma wafted into the air. With a wave of his hand, the jug of wine floated in the air above the table. Hundred Blossom smiled and said, "This was originally an item that the old men invited Du Kang to make. I've brought it here first, it's just right for that. We take turns holding the glasses, others at the table can ask a few questions, if the person asked answers out of sincerity, the wine will pour out, otherwise no wine. "How about it?" Chang'e asked curiously, "You got the right answer?" Hundred Flowers Laughed: "This wine has used a lot of my Hundred Blossom Jade Liquid. It was made by Tukang [1] and has a beautiful taste. It is unparalleled in the Three Realms. This is not a forfeit, but a wine. " Only then did everyone understand. They were extremely interested as they pondered on how to answer these mischievous questions.

Seeing that everyone had thought long and hard, Hundred Blossom pointed to Little Yu: "I'll start with you. Who will ask? " Others were a bit embarrassed, but Long Ba was the first to speak: "Little Yu, tell me, who do you want the most in your heart?" Xiao Yu's face was as red as the clouds. She looked at the heavy fragrance in the air, and was ashamed to say anything. Lilac urged, "Quickly say it, what's there to be ashamed of?" Little Yu said with a voice like an ant, "Agarwood." The jug of wine was poured into her cup, filling it to the brim. Xiao Yu drank the wine and then looked at Chen Xiang with affection. Hundred Blossom urged: "Go back to your room and take a look. Xiao Yu, you point at the next person. That's right, if the person being pointed at is unwilling to speak, other people at the banquet can make a guess, and if they're right, there's still wine. " This made everyone even more interested.

Xiao Yu finished her wine and pointed at Sun Wukong, "Ask Buddha." Sun Wukong shook his head. "Go ahead and ask. There's nothing in Old Sun's life that you can't tell others." It was a rare opportunity for Zhu Bajie to tease his senior brother. He refused to let it go and shouted, "No one snatch it from me, I ask." He didn't manage to think of a good question. He scratched his head for a long time, but couldn't come up with anything. Sun Wukong was getting impatient. "Idiot, what do you want to ask?" After thinking about it, Sun Wukong really didn't have any weakness for him to ask. Zhu Bajie could only unwillingly ask, "Who do you admire the most in your life?"

Sun Wukong opened his mouth and said, "Old Sun, I admire you the most …" However, he could not think of a person at the moment. Zhu Bajie was excited and said, "Quickly tell me, quickly tell me, who do you admire the most?" Sun Wukong probed, "Is it Master? No, I respect my master, not the other way around. Was that Lord Buddha? " The wine pot remained still. Sun Wukong knew that was not the case as well. His anger towards Buddha was most likely greater than his respect. That was Guan Yin? That's not right either. Sigh, who does I, Old Sun, admire? Didn't he? Me? " There was no response from the wine pot. The people at the table began to guess, and Zhu Bajie yelled, "It's me, Old Pig!" After being hit by Sun Wukong's punch, the wine jug did not move at all. All sorts of conjectures and speculations were coming out, but they were all wrong. Chen Xiang wondered, "The Buddha's mind is too hard to guess. You don't even know it yourself, so how are we supposed to guess it?" Dragon Eight nodded. "That's right. We've pretty much said all of the people in the Three Realms. It can't be Erlang Shen, right?" Just as he finished his sentence, the wine pot had been poured onto the table in front of him. Everyone stared at Sun Wukong in shock, "I admire him?" He was indeed the only person in the Three Realms who could fight against him with true skill. Although he always complained about his victory, he knew in his heart that even without any reinforcements, he was still capable enough to fight against him. Even though it was his fault, he still felt a bit of respect when he saw him in such dire straits. He had always been a stubborn man, so how could he be willing to admit it?

Sun Wukong designated Zhu Bajie and immediately asked him who he wanted to talk to the most. After joking around, Zhu Bajie pointed at Clove again, but Long Bajie did not wait for anyone to ask as he nervously stared at his wife, "Clove, who … who is the person you love the most?" Clove only thought that he wanted to embarrass her and didn't care at all, "Do you think I'm as shy as Xiao Yu? I'm not scared at all, I love you already. What about it?" After a cup of wine filled up, Dragon 8's heart was finally at ease.

After Clove drank the wine, she pointed at Chang'e. "I want Auntie Chang'e to answer." Hundred Blossom and the other sisters knew that Chang'e was involved in Houyi's matters, so they didn't dare to ask too many questions. After thinking about how to avoid the topic, Zhu Bajie spoke up, "Sister, what's the most unforgettable thing for you?"

The Third Virgin cried out in her heart, afraid that she would recall the incident with Houyi after she left. Chang'e revealed a faint smile as she immersed herself in her memories, "It was me and Yi who returned with the immortal pills during our final three months …" The wine was already full. Chang'e lifted the cup and finished it in one gulp. She thought of Houyi and unwillingly ruined the atmosphere of the banquet. However, she couldn't help but blush. Just as Hundred Blossom was about to change the topic, seeing that Chang'e was sad, Zhu Bajie panicked and said, "Ah, Sis, this, who are you thinking about in your heart?" The Hundred Blossom and the Third Saintess wished that they could sew that pig's mouth shut. Chang'e didn't want to disappoint everyone, so she raised her head and smiled. "Yes, it's Yi."

Unexpectedly, there was no sound from the wine pot at all. Chang'e was shocked herself, but Zhu Bajie was secretly delighted in his heart. If Chang'e could put Houyi down, then she might be able to accept his ability to comprehend. He asked carefully, "Sister, think about it carefully?" Chang'e was confused, but she resolutely replied, "It's Yi." The fourth princess looked left and right, and saw Yang Jian lying on the chair with his gaze fixed on Chang'e. There was a sense of surprise, and an infinite amount of tenderness, causing her to feel a sharp pain in her heart, thinking that she might as well use him as a target, so she coldly snorted and said, "Yang Jian, what are you looking at, a toad wants to eat …" Before he could finish his words, he had already filled his cup to the brim. The Fourth Princess covered her mouth, her face full of confusion: "What, what did I say?" Hundred Flowers Fairy reacted, without waiting for everyone to think about it, she hurriedly stood up and smiled: "This is also my first time playing with this treasure. There might be a problem, so I didn't fall down. "Come, Fourth Princess, you can answer next." The Fourth Princess knew that it was time to help Chang'e out of her predicament, so she didn't decline and nodded gracefully. "Go ahead and ask."

The third mother changed her mind. Amongst all the sisters, the fourth princess had the most straightforward personality. She didn't understand men and women's affairs the most, so she might as well ask about it to avoid further trouble. Smiling, he asked, "Fourth Princess, who are you thinking about now?" The Fourth Princess shook her head without thinking, "No." The wine jug didn't have the slightest movement as it floated in the air. Long Ba jumped up and laughed: "Alright, Sister Four, who do you like in your heart? Hurry up and tell me. I'll get Father to fix your dowry." The Fourth Princess was both embarrassed and angry. She twisted her ears to let him escape, then turned to complain to the Hundred Flowers Fairy. "Big Sister Hundred Flowers, what kind of magic treasure is this, it's just a joke." Sun Wukong shook his head and said, "I, Old Sun, have never used magic treasures. "I agree with Erlang Shen on this point …" A silver thread flowed out and filled the cup in Sun Wukong's hands. At this point, the entire banquet was silent, but the Fourth Princess was not angry, and said teasingly: "Sister Baihua, look at your magic treasure." Hundred Blossom was also surprised, and hesitated: "Why don't we ask one more time? Xiao Yu, answer them yourself. Everyone will think about what to ask. " Xiao Yu looked a little nervously at everyone, everyone wanted to ask something. Her gaze unconsciously swept across Yang Jian as she muttered in her heart.

Chen Xiang thought for a moment, then cautiously asked, "Xiao Yu, what do you think your father should be like?" Xiao Yu closed her eyes and described in her heart, slowly saying, "The father in my imagination, must be tall and handsome. He was strong enough to protect me and not let anyone bully me, but he would be gentle to me, he would take care of me when I was sick and he would coax me when he was sleepy. "I …" Xiao Yu felt like crying. The wine jug was poured and the cup was filled. Everyone heaved a sigh of relief, feeling somewhat baffled. They didn't know what they were so nervous about. Sun Wukong frowned. He felt that something was not right. Thinking about Chen Xiang's question, he changed the way he asked, "Who do you think your father is like?" Xiao Yu tilted her head. "Like who?" She had never seen her father before, so how could she know who he was? Sun Wukong looked at the pot tentatively and said, "It can't be..." Erlang Shen, right? " The jug of wine moved and filled the cup to the brim. Hundred Blossom put it away and apologetically said, "It really is bad, it's not good for me. It spoils everyone's mood. Let's drink and stop playing." However, in the end, this banquet was meaningless. The grass had all come to an end.

After the banquet, the fourth princess' heart was filled with unhappiness. Seeing that Yang Jian was still sitting at his original spot, and before the servants had time to take notice of him, she could not help but walk over. Long Ba and Lilac chased each other for a while. When they saw their elder sister, they remembered what had happened between the two parties. They made a face and teased, "Elder sister, who are you thinking about in your heart?" However, his eyes were looking at Yang Jian. The Fourth Princess's anger rose as she looked at Yang Jian, who was also looking at her with a gaze filled with pity. Hearing her younger brother and Lilac giggling beside her, without thinking too much, a cup of unfinished wine was thrown towards Yang Jian. Yang Jian closed his eyes, allowing her to pour rain all over his face. Long Ba didn't want his sister's reaction to be so huge. He was shocked and didn't dare to laugh anymore. The fourth princess' heart was a mess. Looking at Yang Jian, she felt a little regretful, but how could she say it out loud. She glared at her younger brother, turned around, and left.