The old house of the Fang family has a large area, with several courtyards.

The front yard is open enough, and there are square tables placed there, the number of which seems to be no less than forty.

The front hall directly opposite the main door has a central entrance, and there are also tables set up in the second courtyard at the back. It can be seen that the Fang family has prepared for many people to come.

However, whether it was the front yard or the middle yard, the center position was reserved and a performance stage paved with red carpet was built. I don’t know what it was used for.

At this time, many guests had already sat down and were chatting around the tables.

There are bright red couplets hanging on both sides of the nave, which is very festive.

The Fang family disciple led Chen Fan and the two of them to the central hall.

Behind the main hall, a dozen disciples were standing at the back, and someone immediately came to greet them.

"Senior Sister Shang, Shu Zun is condescending, thank you for coming to support me!"

The man who came to greet me clasped his fists and saluted, and said with a smile: "My master is taking a nap in the backyard. Please come with me."

This sequence of welcoming guests reflects the rules Fang Boyan taught his disciples, as well as the Fang family's heritage and style.

Go through the middle courtyard and come to the third entrance.

What greeted us here was no longer Fang Boyan’s disciples, but a man and a woman.

The woman among them was none other than the woman in white whom Chen Fan had met at the equestrian club last time.

Today she is also wearing a training uniform, but it is not white, but red and gold. The well-made training uniform makes her slim and graceful.

"Wushuang!"

When she saw Shang Wushuang, the woman came up and gave her a hug, smiling and saying, "Thank you for coming!"

"It's Uncle Fang Shi's sixtieth birthday. I'm in Kyoto, how could I not come?" Shang Wushuang smiled and said, "Xiaojie, you look really beautiful today."

"No, please come in and I'll take you to see my father. He's chatting with some old friends." Fang Jie said.

"Take the birthday gift first." Shang Wushuang said.

Fang Jie looked towards Chen Fan, blinked, showed an ambiguous smile, and said, "Chen Zhuo, right? Thank you for the honor and coming to my father's birthday banquet."

Chen Fan handed over the gun case in his hand and nodded with a smile.

Fang Jie smiled again and said: "Wushuang, as for your gift, you'd better give it to my dad in person!"

"Hi, okay."

So a group of people walked inside.

There were also some banquets set up in the third inner courtyard, but there were far fewer banquets than outside, with only a few tables.

Moreover, at this time, no one has sat down on these seats, which are obviously much more noble than those outside.

As we approached the main hall, we could already hear voices coming from inside.

"Dad, Wushuang is here."

Outside the main hall, Fang Jie shouted.

There were already about ten people in the main hall, each of them with a spirit that was beyond ordinary people's. They all looked at each other after hearing the words.

Shang Wushuang was generous and generous. He bowed to a middle-aged man sitting at the main seat in the main hall and said: "Wushuang wishes uncle Shangshi good luck and longevity as far as the East China Sea."

Chen Fan looked at Fang Boyan. Although the latter had passed his sixtieth birthday, he looked much younger, not much different from someone in his forties.

Today, he is wearing a purple gown, showing nobility, and at the same time, his face is calm and majestic, and his demeanor is clear.

The specific cultivation level cannot be seen, but judging from the spiritual energy, the martial arts cultivation level is not bad.

"Wushuang, get up quickly."

Fang Boyan didn't dare to show off in front of Shang Wushuang, so he stood up and said, "Hurry up and take a seat!"

"The congratulatory gift comes first. This is my family's treasured point star gun. Uncle Shi has superb marksmanship. As a congratulatory gift, I hope Uncle Shi will not dislike it!"

Saying that, Shang Wushuang gave Chen Fan a push.

Chen Fan stepped forward and presented the Star Pointing Gun.

"Okay, okay, the Shang family's collection must be extraordinary. In my hands, the pearl may be cast into darkness!"

Fang Boyan took the gift and opened the lid of the box directly.

Inside is a large iron gun that is divided into two parts. It is heavy and exudes a cold meaning, and the tip of the gun reflects the cold light.

Fang Boyan grabbed the gun, holding two sections in each hand. He connected it and twisted it. After a click, the short gun turned into a long gun, which was more than two meters long.

The thick gun body and sharp curved tip are eye-catching.

Such cold weapons are really rare in this era.

"What a gun!"

Holding the gun in both hands, Fang Boyan exclaimed: "In today's era, it is really rare to see such a big iron gun!"

"Since it's a good gun, why don't Uncle Fang do a dance to add some color to your birthday banquet?"

Shang Wushuang said with a smile.

"That's right, Master Fang, let's try the gun and open our eyes!"

"Principal Fang's marksmanship is outstanding. I haven't seen it in many years. Come on, give it a try!"

Other guests spoke in agreement.

Fang Jie also said: "Dad, I'm so happy today. There is also a martial arts stage outside the door. You can go up and have a show!"

Under the persuasion of everyone, Fang Boyan laughed loudly and said with pride: "Since everyone wants to take a look, Fang Mou has made a fool of himself in front of all his colleagues today!"

Everyone cheered loudly.

Fang Boyan walked out of the main hall with a gun in hand, and jumped onto the red carpet-covered stage in the courtyard.

At the age of sixty, armed with an iron gun weighing more than 20 kilograms, Fang Boyan is still walking as fast as flying, showing more vitality than the young people.

After jumping onto the stage, he put down his spear and gave a fist to the guests who had all arrived at the door.

He raised his toes, and the star-pointing gun flew up. He caught it in his hand, and with a horizontal movement of the spear, the tip of the spear flew past like a star.

Then he moved his hips, and before the spear was stabbed, he waved his arms and danced, and the tip of the spear bloomed with little stars, like pear blossoms.

"good!"

Everyone applauded and cheered.

This is the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Spear, which is common in ancient military formations. It was brought by Fang Baiyan, and it is particularly exciting.

Then I saw the shadow of the gun dancing, and the spear that was a head taller than a man seemed to come to life, making many shadows of the gun.

One inch longer and one inch stronger, this marksmanship is displayed vividly.

Carrying gun, formation-breaking gun, ground-breaking gun...

Fang Boyan got excited, his spear was like a dragon, it was very exciting.

Chen Fan was also quite amazed in his heart. In today's era, there are very few warriors who work hard on cold weapons. What's more, cold weapons like spears, which are only suitable for ancient warfare, are even rarer.

Fang Boyan was sweating slightly after using a big gun to his heart's content. He stopped, handed the gun to a disciple, and walked off the stage.

Everyone was generous with their applause and compliments.

Fang Baiyan clasped his fists and said: "I'm old, this iron gun is quite heavy, but it can't move, which makes you laugh!"

"How dare you, don't you dare? The master of the Fang family is truly a master of spear skills. No wonder no one was willing to compete with him when he shot Jinmen in his early years!"

"Today I can see the birthday boy dancing with his spear, it's a worthwhile trip!"

"Uncle Fang, if this section is filmed and posted online, it will definitely become a hit!"

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"Haha, you all appreciate it!"

Fang Boyan smiled and said: "Everyone, please come in and drink tea, please drink tea!"

Fang Boyan greeted, looked at Chen Fan, and asked, "Wushuang, I forgot to ask, what is this friend's name?"

"So that Uncle Shi will know that this is my boyfriend Chen Zhuo."

Shang Wushuang smiled and took Chen Fan's arm and said, "I specially brought him here to congratulate Uncle Shi on his birthday. He is not from the martial arts world, and he has gained a lot of experience by coming here!"

Fang Boyan was slightly startled, looked at Chen Fan a few more times, and said with a smile: "Wu Shuang, you certainly have good taste. Okay, okay, Mr. Chen, please sit down and drink tea. Mr. Chen is here to congratulate me on his birthday. I feel sorry for you."

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"Uncle Shi, you're welcome."

Chen Fan cupped his hands, followed Shang Wushuang's polite greeting, and sat down with Shang Wushuang.
Chapter completed!