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It's getting dusk.

Looking from a distance, a huge building complex stands on the mountain, surrounded by high walls. It is tall and solid, like a copper wall or an iron wall.

If you get closer, you can see that the core of the building complex is a huge and magnificent castle, consisting of multiple bell towers and turrets, guarding the ancient pavilions and palaces.

"Senior, it's getting late, do you want to join in the fun?"

Yuan Yizhong smiled and said, "After passing Niujialing, it will take at least a day's journey to reach the next town. Why not spend the night here and start again tomorrow morning? It's not too late, right?"

Dian Weiluomo said: "We are all uninvited guests. I'm afraid there is something wrong with visiting us so rashly."

Yuan Yizhong had an idea: "How about I humiliate my senior and pretend to be my nephew?"

Dian Wei smiled and nodded: "That's fine."

Yuan Yizhong was overjoyed to take advantage. He led the way and soon arrived outside the gate of Niujiabao.

Look around!

At this moment, the door is open, and guests from all over are arriving in droves. There are too many people, and there are too many gifts. Car after car, you have to queue up to get in. The queue is thousands of meters away.

"Tomorrow is my birthday. Guests who are far away from Niujialing must arrive one to three days in advance. We are relatively late." Yuan Yizhong sighed as he looked at the busy traffic ahead.

Seeing this, Dian Wei said speechlessly: "With such a long queue, we won't be able to wait until dark."

Yuan Yizhong spread his hands and said: "There is no way. The Niu family is a thousand-year-old family with too many relatives and friends. Every time Niujiabao holds a banquet, it will be like this."

Apparently, this was not the first time Yuan Yizhong had experienced this scene. He had developed a habit and stood at the end of the line honestly.

Dian Wei didn't want to waste time queuing up, so he turned to look at Yuwen Ding: "Are you familiar with Niu Jingwu?"

Yuwen Ding showed a look of contempt: "Although the Niu family is considered dominant in this remote place and has a prosperous reputation, in the eyes of my Yuwen family, it is not worth mentioning."

Dian Wei: "Then you go and join the queue."

Yuwen Ding's expression froze: "This is not good. Who would believe that I am from the Yuwen family with my miserable appearance?"

What's more, Yuwen Ding really didn't want to embarrass himself again. If he was recognized in public, he would be embarrassed.

At this time, Duan Heihu said: "I have dealt with Niu Jingwu. For my father's sake, he should treat me with courtesy."

Dian Wei: "Okay, go and say hello."

Duan Heihu immediately took off the reins from his neck, walked forward quickly, passed the long queue, and came to the gate.

He was tall and tall, with cold eyes, which gave people a menacing look, which made several guards in front of the gate suddenly become nervous.

"My friend, stop."

A knife-wielding guard blocked the way.

Duan Heihu didn't even look at the other party, and said coldly: "Inform your master that Duan Heihu is here to pay his birthday."

The guard blinked, his face suddenly changed, and he said in shock: "It turns out that you are Uncle Duan, the son of the Yinhu Demon King. Please wait a moment, I will go and report it."

After a while, the guard returned.

Then, a middle-aged man wearing a blue brocade robe came out with a smile on his face. He looked at Duan Heihu carefully with his eyes and said with a smile: "Master Duan, what kind of wind brings you here?"

Duan Heihu: "Steward Jin, Master Niu Bao is celebrating his birthday and entertaining guests from all over. Why didn't I receive the invitation?"

A feeling of resentment and anger filled the air.

The middle-aged man in green robe was startled, and he laughed and said: "What do you mean, Mr. Duan is a distinguished guest, and you should be the first one invited. What did you just say, you didn't receive the invitation? Humph, it must be some dog The slave didn't do his job well and sent the invitation to the wrong place. Master Duan, don't be angry. I will investigate and punish that slave."

Duan Heihu sneered and said: "What a sharp-tongued person. Lord Niu Fort is a heroic righteous man, and I am the son of a demon. We are in harmony with each other. It is reasonable for him not to invite me to celebrate his birthday. What should I be angry about." "

The middle-aged man in green robe said continuously: "I'm a guest here. Master Duan invites you in."

Duan Heihu waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, my boss is here too." After saying that, he turned around and waved in the distance.

"Boss?" The middle-aged man in green robe stretched his head and looked around with a puzzled expression on his face. Who is Duan Heihu's boss?

In a short time, Dian Wei, Yuan Yizhong and his entourage arrived in front of the door.

The middle-aged man in green robe shrank his pupils!

Yuan Yizhong also shrank his pupils!

Then, the two looked at each other, laughed, walked toward each other, and each bowed their hands.

"Brother Yuan!"

"Master Jin!"

"What's Mr. Jin? I'm just a housekeeper now. I can't live up to the title of Mr. Jin. Brother Yuan, please don't kill me."

The two were chatting and laughing, like old friends they hadn't seen for many years.

"..." Dian Wei looked at them and felt that the atmosphere was very awkward and he wanted to chat to death.

"Well, Mr. Duan." The middle-aged man in green robe, who was the former leader of the Black Yaksha bandits, Mr. Jin, "is the boss you are talking about the elder brother?"

Duan Heihu: "You are blind."

He glanced sideways at Dian Wei next to him.

The middle-aged man in green robe turned around and looked at Dian Wei. His heart was suddenly shocked and his body couldn't help but stiffen.

You know, everyone has a certain temperament, such as domineering, murderous, evil, etc.

Mr. Jin is the best at observing words and expressions, and he can judge people's temperaments more accurately than their faces.

At this moment, Dian Wei was less than three steps away from him, but from the beginning to the end, no breath was leaked, and he could not feel the slightest domineering, murderous or evil spirit.

Until the middle-aged man in green robe saw Dian Wei, a domineering and domineering temperament rushed towards his face like wind and fire, giving him a great sense of oppression.