Creation Color Master

Everyone took their seats one after another. There were teapots, various snacks, etc. on the table. At the same time, there was another person in the room, wearing a long skirt, holding a long zither, standing behind Chu Nianheng.

Chu Mo recognized that it was Chu Yushan, the person he rescued in the ruined temple that night.

Chu Nianheng picked up the teacup on the table, raised it to Chu Mo and said, "I was so busy with trivial matters the past two days that I neglected my daughter's safety. Fortunately, my benefactor came to my rescue. Not only did he save me from losing my daughter, but he also prevented me from falling into a dilemma."

"Today, I am here with my daughter, thank you for saving my life."

Chu Yushan, who was standing behind him, bowed and saluted while holding the harp in her arms after hearing her father's words.

Chu Mo smiled and said, "Ms. Yushan is both talented and beautiful. I think even if I don't help, Miss Yushan will have her own way out. I don't deserve the life-saving grace."

Chu Nianheng smiled and shook his head, saying, "No, no, whether Yushan had a plan to escape was just a matter of self-preservation, but the benefactor's help was a life-saving grace, and this is an indisputable fact."

"In order to repay the benefactor for saving my life, I specially prepared a song. First, it will liven up the party, and second, it is my token of my appreciation."

After saying that, he motioned to Chu Yushan to start.

Chu Yushan walked slowly to the center of the hall, bowed slightly to everyone, and said, "This song was taught to me by a senior I met. It is called "The Moon Reflected in the Heart of the Sea". Please appreciate it, benefactor."

After saying this, he sat cross-legged, placed the guqin flat on his knees, plucked the strings with both hands, and his fingers danced on the strings like butterflies.

The sound of the piano was melodious, crisp and pleasant, as if it had the magic power to lead people's souls through time and space. Chu Mo only felt the sound of rippling waves in his ears, and he seemed to be on the sea, with the sea breeze blowing, soft and delicate; the moonlight was shining, and the bright moon was accompanying him.

It was not until the end of the song that Chu Yushan slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the people present, they still looked intoxicated, immersed in the piano music for a long time and unable to come back to their senses.

"How do you feel?"

It was not until Chu Nianheng spoke that everyone came to their senses, and Zhang Haoyang on the side couldn't help but express his praise.

Chu Nianheng turned to look at Chu Mo and said, "What do you think, benefactor? Why don't you tell me your evaluation?"

Chu Mo smiled and joked: "I don't understand Chinese opera, so how dare I comment on it? I can only say that the music played by Miss Chu is good, and the player's skills are even better. Otherwise, how could we be so obsessed with it?"

When Chu Nianheng saw Chu Mo praising his daughter, he couldn't help feeling happy and burst into laughter.

After hearing Chu Mo's comments, Chu Yushan looked at Chu Mo shyly, then leaned forward and left the hall with the guqin in her arms.

Chu Nianheng seemed to see through his daughter's intentions, and then he raised his glass with a smile and said, "My benefactor, everyone, we have finished listening to the music, and now the banquet will officially begin. For this banquet, I have prepared the famous wine of Guxuan Town: Qingzhuzui. I hope everyone will enjoy it."

Following Chu Nianheng's order, all kinds of famous dishes and precious wines were brought up by the maids in the mansion.

For a while, there was laughter and feasting, drinking and chatting, and everyone was having a great time.

Just when everyone was in high spirits, Zhang Haoyang suddenly stood up and said, "Master Chu, I heard from Brother Chu Mo that you have a book on double-gun combat, which was left by a friend of yours. I wonder if I can appreciate it."

Chu Nianheng's body suddenly paused, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and he immediately activated his magical power: he could see through everything, and his eyes seemed to be able to see through Zhang Haoyang.

Chu Mo saw the atmosphere at the banquet become tense. Although he didn't understand why Zhang Haoyang said this, he still stood up and said, "Don't blame me, Patriarch Chu. I just mentioned it casually. I didn't expect him to remember it and say it out loud. Since he is drunk, don't bother with him."

But Zhang Haoyang on the side seemed not to understand and still insisted: "Senior Chu, I know this is very presumptuous, but I beg you to let me take a look."

Chu Nianheng gathered his sleeves and asked, "Young man, you are a cultivator who practices novelism, why are you reading the military skills?"

Chu Mo knew Zhang Haoyang's background well. He was the descendant of a famous general. He guessed that he must be feeling regretful for not being able to inherit his father's legacy.

Just as Chu Mo was about to speak, a strong voice came from outside.

“Master Chu, you can show him the master’s double-gun fighting method. If I am not mistaken, this person seems to have some connection with me and the master.”

"Whether my judgment is true or not, everything will be determined after he sees the double-gun combat method."

"Besides, how can you understand the dual-gun fighting method by just watching it? Even if you do understand it, isn't it God's will? Moreover, didn't you promise to find a disciple to inherit the mantle for the patriarch? Everything makes sense."

Two figures walked in from outside the door. They were Yang Jiye and Chen Zhen who had returned from the government office. The person who spoke was Chen Zhen who had just come in.

Chu Nianheng, who was sitting in the first position, was surprised. He did not expect Chen Zhen to say that. He stared at Zhang Haoyang for a while, then looked at Chen Zhen and said in a casual manner, "Well, since you said so, let everyone taste it."

After saying this, he waved his hand, and suddenly two pistols were inserted into the stone bricks of the lobby.

Then he explained: "According to what my old friend said, this dual-gun combat method is actually in this spiritual weapon, and he has not been able to fully comprehend it. You can take a look at it."

Zhang Haoyang seemed very excited. He stood up from his seat and walked quickly to the double guns, staring at them with his eyes fixed.

Chu Nianheng did not say anything to stop him, but stared at Zhang Haoyang, wanting to see why he was so persistent.

Chen Zhen, who had just come in, widened his eyes and even his breathing became much lighter.

Zhang Haoyang was looking at the two guns carefully at this time. He saw two dragon patterns facing each other engraved on the black gun bodies, and the dragon's mouth was facing the gun tips on both sides.

The two guns have no barrels, and there are gun tips on both ends. One can only hold the gun body in the middle to wield the two guns.

The more Zhang Haoyang looked at it, the more excited he became, because the appearance of this spiritual weapon was very similar to the records in his family. In addition, the gun body had unique family patterns. Zhang Haoyang could be very sure that this was the spiritual weapon used by his grandfather Zhang Xiaotian, and it was also the inherited spiritual weapon of the family.

Zhang Haoyang started crying while laughing, and tears were seen flowing from the corners of his eyes.

According to family records, the inherited spiritual weapon disappeared with the death of his grandfather. Zhang Haoyang always believed that it fell into the hands of the ancient barbarians after his grandfather was defeated and killed. However, he did not expect that it was actually obtained by the people of Xiayang.

Everyone looked at this scene curiously, not understanding why Zhang Haoyang's emotions fluctuated so greatly.

Only Chen Zhen on the side seemed a little anxious, as if he was expecting something.

Chu Mo arrived beside Zhang Haoyang at some point and patted his shoulder gently.

Looking at Chu Mo who came to his side, Zhang Haoyang said excitedly: "Brother, this is the Shuanglong Spear. It is General Tianwei's personal spiritual weapon and also the inherited weapon of my Zhang family. I finally found it today."

No one knows how much effort the family put in to find the Double Dragon Spear and preserve the family heritage after Zhang Xiaotian's death.

His grandmother, father, and mother were all previously tied to the family inheritance of the Double Dragon Spear, but unfortunately they all died with regrets and never saw the Double Dragon Spear again.