Young White Horse: The Poison Sword Master of the Wen Family, Shocking the Apocalypse

Wen Hujiu anticipated that Wen Yanzhao would kill the Yan family, but his signed confession really made this poisonous swordsman who had been wandering the world for decades admire him.

When he first entered the martial arts world at such a young age, he knew how to do things perfectly, act swiftly, and kill decisively!

"What a talent! Big brother, the Wen family has a successor. It would be great if you were still alive!"

He warmed the pot of wine and held the jar in his hand, staring at Wen Yanzhao's back in a trance, as if it were just warming a cup of tea...

"Uncle, what are you daydreaming about?"

Seeing that Wen Hujiu looked dazed, Wen Yanzhao suddenly turned around and asked.

"Ah! It's okay. I... I was wondering how to deal with the bodies of the Yan family."

He was a little overwhelmed while warming the pot of wine. He lowered his head, wiped his eyes, and made an excuse.

"Deal with it? I think we should not deal with it! I am sure that the Yan family will not just send such a mediocre person, there must be a backup plan!"

Wen Yanzhao, who was familiar with the original plot, was of course aware that the several shops outside the tavern were all well-known masters in the underworld, and they were all spies planted by the Yan family on Longshou Street.

"Oh? Are you talking about those thieves outside?"

Wenhujiu is an old hand with sharp eyes. He had seen the clues long ago.

Before he could finish his words, footsteps were heard from outside the wine shop...

"That's right, there are people outside, little uncle! Judging from the footsteps, there should be two people, one of whom knows some Kung Fu!"

Wen Yanzhao has extremely sensitive hearing. Even without the poisonous roar that can reach a hundred miles away, the slightest sound from dozens of feet away cannot escape his ears.

"You have a dog nose and cat ears!"

He narrowed his eyes slightly while warming the pot of wine, tilted his ear, and naturally heard the footsteps outside the door.

"Why did that ghostly man let us go? I was really scared just now! I thought we were going to die there!"

"Boss, that man seems to know your background, and I always feel that he has an indescribable temperament, very subtle!"

The two people who were talking were Baili Dongjun and Sikong Changfeng, who had just been saved by the umbrella-wielding ghost Su Muyu from the street outside Gu's house.

The two men looked hurried and ran back to the Donggui Tavern.

Baili Dongjun was one step faster. As soon as he stepped into the main door of the tavern, he saw a male corpse lying in the middle of the floor. He was so shocked that he took two steps back and shouted:

"Murder! Come and pay us back, someone has been killed in our tavern!"

Baili Dongjun's handsome face turned pale with fright.

He had lived a life of luxury since childhood, and this was the first time he saw a corpse that had died tragically, so he was naturally shocked.

After he finished speaking, he looked up and saw two people standing in front of the counter.

A tall man with a handsome face was staring at him with a somewhat happy expression on his face.

The other man had a long beard and a kind face, and he also looked at him with a smile.

"Uncle! Cousin! When did you two come?"

When Baili Dongjun saw that it was the uncle and nephew of the Wen family, his shock turned into surprise. He stepped over the corpse in two steps and hugged Wen Yanzhao.

"Cousin Dongjun, my uncle and I have been here for quite a while! We even killed a bug that was trying to bite you!"

Wen Yanzhao also reached out and hugged Baili Dongjun.

The two brothers had known each other since childhood. Their blood relationship and similar temperaments made their relationship even better than that of real brothers.

Although they had not spent a long time together, Baili Dongjun had great respect for his cousin from the Wen family.

Firstly, Wen Yanzhao always protected him when he was young and always saved a portion of delicious food for him.

Dongjun is active by nature and always breaks pots and pans and does things like teasing cats and dogs.

When these things were exposed, the elders were naturally angry, and Wen Yanzhao always took the blame for them.

Secondly, Wen Yanzhao is gifted and is an expert in using poison. He always goes along with Dongjun, who is born with martial arts veins but loves to brew wine.

Unlike his parents and elders, he never forced him to learn martial arts, and he would always pick wild fruits and millet with Dongjun to make wine.

Recalling his childhood, Dongjun felt a deep affection for his cousin and regarded him as one of his closest people.

"Cousin, you've grown so tall! You're half a head taller than me!"

Baili Dongjun affectionately put his arm around Wen Yanzhao's shoulders and stood on tiptoe to compare their heights.

"Xiao Baili, why are you only paying attention to your cousin and ignoring your uncle?"

Wenhujiu saw that Baili Dongjun greeted him and then ignored him, and said sourly in his heart.

"Uncle, good uncle!"

Upon hearing this, Baili Dongjun rushed to Wenhujiu and took his arm obediently.

"My dear uncle, did you come here specially to see me this time..."

"Cough cough..."

With a deliberate cough, Sikong Changfeng stood in the middle of the tavern with a strange look on his face, not knowing what to do.

Ever since Baili Dongjun stepped into the tavern, he no longer paid any attention to him.

As a foreigner, Sikong Changfeng didn't know Wen Hujiu and was not familiar with Wen Yanzhao. For a moment, he could only hold the gun and stand there with an embarrassed look on his face.

"Oh! You see, I was so happy to see my cousin and uncle that I forgot about Changfeng for a moment! I'm so sorry!"

Baili Dongjun heard Sikong Changfeng cough lightly and immediately understood.

He stepped from the wine pot to Sikong Changfeng's left, extended his hand and introduced the uncle and nephew of the Wen family:

"This is my good friend Baili Dongjun, and also the waiter of my Donggui Tavern—Sikong Changfeng!"

Then, he slid to the side of the uncle and nephew of the Wen family:

"This is my uncle, the young master of the old Lingnan Wen family. He is good at both poison and sword, and is known as the "Poison Bodhisattva" in the martial arts world!"

"This is my Baili Dongjun's dearest cousin, the poisonous little creature of the Lingnan Wen family - Wen Yanzhao!"

"My name is Sikong Changfeng! Meet my uncle and cousin!"

After Baili Dongjun finished introducing Wenhujiu and Wen Yanzhao one by one, Sikong Changfeng placed his spear on the table next to him and bowed.

"What a handsome little spear fairy! You and Xiao Baili are really... quite a good match!"

Wen pot of wine, half closed his eyes with a smile on his face, looked up and down at Sikong Changfeng.

Sikong Changfeng's handsome face turned red after hearing this, and he stammered for a moment, not knowing what to say.

"Alright, alright! Uncle, stop teasing Changfeng! We are all family, don't be so polite! Come on, come on, sit down! Uncle, how did you know about Chaisang City in the southwest road?"

Baili Dongjun waved his hand, then pulled over the table and chairs next to him, motioning for everyone to sit down.

"Xiao Baili, can you please let your parents worry less? Your mother has sent a letter to your uncle! Because you ran away from home, the entire Zhenxi Marquis's Mansion is now in turmoil..."

As soon as Wen Hujiu sat down, he started to teach Baili Dongjun a lesson, and Wen Yanzhao laughed secretly beside him.

"Uncle, how come you speak to my father in the same tone after not seeing him for so long? You are not like the uncle who used to take me everywhere to play every day..."

Baili Dongjun felt aggrieved for a moment, then turned to look at Wen Yanzhao who was gloating beside him.

"Cousin, how is my grandfather doing these days? Have you found any fruits or other materials suitable for making wine in Lingnan?"

Part of Baili Dongjun's mind is always on wine.

Hearing his question, Wen Yanzhao slowly spoke:

"Grandpa has always been in good health. Even now, he can still scare my uncle and me half to death when he opens his mouth. As for the ingredients for making wine... I discovered a very special kind of mushroom growing in the bamboo forest a few days ago! Maybe you can try it. I'll take you to pick some when we return to Lingnan!"

"Okay, okay! But I don't have time to go back with you recently..."

Baili Dongjun hesitated to speak, looking hesitant.

"What? Is my eldest nephew in trouble?"

He took out a white porcelain wine bottle that was as smooth as jade from somewhere and opened the lid with a little force in his hand.

The lid of the warm wine pot was thrown on the table, and instantly an extremely rich pine resin aroma burst out!

As soon as the smell entered the noses of several people, before they could sniff it a few more times, the pine resin aroma faded away, and the elegant scent of jasmine came up again!

He has tasted countless wines, but this one made him reluctant to drink it for a long time. It seemed that he was half intoxicated by the aroma of the wine!

"What a fragrant wine! Did you brew this wine, nephew?" Wen Hujiu asked, holding a white porcelain bottle in his hand.

"Of course, this wine is called 'Pine Flower'! It is made by collecting pollen from cedar, red pine, black pine, and Chinese pine from spring to autumn, and adding the most fragrant jasmine in the midsummer of the north. It takes 5735 days to brew!"

"Its flavor is pine resin at the front, followed by jasmine at the back. The wine is emerald green, and it feels warm at first and cool later when it enters the throat. If you burp after swallowing it, your entire body will be filled with this strange aroma!"

Baili Dongjun was indeed an expert in brewing wine, and when he spoke of wine he stood up, with his long sleeves fluttering in the wind, and explained in detail the origin of the ingredients and the characteristics of the taste of that fine Songhua wine!

"Good! My nephew will be the number one wine immortal in Beili!"

After warming the pot of wine, he tilted his head back and took a sip of pine flowers. It was exactly as Baili Dongjun had said.

Rich fragrance, warm at first and cold at the end!

"What a pity! People who love and understand wine like my uncle are rare! Otherwise, my cousin's wine-making skills would have been famous all over the world long ago!"

Wen Yanzhao had a smile of approval on his face, and the words "famous throughout the world" instantly struck Baili Dongjun's heart!

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