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

The next morning, at Jianlin Inn.

He got up early, arranged everything, and warmed up a pot of wine. Now he was sitting with his legs crossed, leaning against the table by the window on the first floor.

There were four sets of bowls and chopsticks in front of him, with some food such as white porridge, pickles, sesame cakes and steamed buns on them.

After a while, Wen Yanzhao put on his clothes and came downstairs, walked straight to the warm pot of wine and sat down.

I saw Wen Yanhu wine, leisurely holding the wine gourd he redeemed last night and humming a little tune.

His eyes were fixed on the scenery of Excalibur Town outside the window in the early morning, and he ignored himself.

Wen Yanzhao looked him up and down and said in a sarcastic tone:

"Hey~ Isn't this the Poison Bodhisattva warming up the pot of wine? What's going on? Did you redeem the wine gourd?"

Wen Hujiu's originally timid mood was instantly disrupted by his words. He turned around and raised his hand to give Wen Yanzhao a slap.

But Wen Yanzhao dodged it with a flash.

Seeing that his attack had missed, Wenhujiu sat down and pretended to be angry, saying, "You bastard, you dare to call your uncle by his name!"

"As expected, you can't trust a drunkard's words! I just lent you ten taels of silver last night to settle your debt, but now you don't recognize me as your benefactor!"

Wen Yanzhao's weird skills have increased significantly.

"Stop it, why haven't Xiao Baili and his brother Yun come down yet? The carriage is ready, we will set off after breakfast!"

Wenhujiu knew he was in the wrong, and fearing that the waiter next to him and the passing guests would hear it and damage his reputation, he immediately changed the subject.

"I guess both of you are drunk. How about I give each of you a Bing Ning Fu Shen Pill?"

As soon as Wen Yanzhao finished speaking, he shook his wrist and activated his internal energy.

He took out two light blue, crystal clear pills from the storage space.

"My eldest brother Wenzhancha is a gentle and refined scholar, how could he give birth to a bad kid like you... You are not like him at all!"

When Wenhujiu saw that his nephew was about to use the same trick again, he frowned and said this with a look of emotion on his face.

"How should I know? This thing doesn't have any harmful effects except that it can make you sleep. It would be a waste if you don't use it..."

Wen Yanzhao had a wicked smile on his face and was about to go upstairs with the pills to find Baili Dongjun and the others.

As soon as his left foot stepped onto the stairs, Ye Dingzhi supported Baili Dongjun and walked out of the room. As they were going downstairs, they ran into Wen Yanzhao who was holding a pill.

"Cousin? Where's your uncle?"

Baili Dongjun asked sleepily.

But as soon as his eyes swept over the blue pill in Wen Yanzhao's hand, he felt like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

He instantly broke free from Ye Dingzhi's arm and retreated far to the side.

Ye Ding was stunned: "Dong Jun, why do you look like you saw a ghost when you saw your cousin?"

Wen Yanzhao smiled without saying a word, pinching the pill and gesturing as if he was about to stuff it into Baili Dongjun's mouth.

"Ah...Brother Yun, please save me! My cousin is so evil, he wants to use that broken thing to hurt me again!"

Baili Dongjun fled in panic.

Ye Dingzhi had a question mark on his face, staring at the pill in Wen Yanzhao's hand and asked:

"Cousin, is this poison? Why is Dongjun so afraid of you?"

Unexpectedly, Wenhujiu shouted in a strange voice downstairs:

"Your cousin needs to give him some encouragement~ Okay, little ancestors, stop wasting time!"

"Come down to eat. After eating, we still have another seven or eight hundred miles to go!"

Hearing what Wen Hujiu said, Wen Yanzhao put away the pills, went downstairs and sat down at the table.

Baili Dongjun showed half of his face from the wooden railing upstairs, and finally felt relieved when he saw Wen Yanzhao return to his seat.

He tiptoed to Ye Dingzhi and whispered:

"Brother Yun, you don't know that my cousin ate that thing and became as energetic as a donkey. He couldn't sleep for three days and three nights!"

"I suffered a lot from him last time in Chaisang City!"

Ye Dingzhi couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and he was also impressed by the youthful spirit of his cousin Wen Yanzhao.

The two of them came to the table and sat down. Baili Dongjun deliberately sat between Ye Dingzhi and Wen Hujiu, separating them from Wen Yanzhao.

They looked at him with fear, as if he were the god of plague.

"Okay, cousin, I've put everything away! Listen to your uncle and eat your meal in peace..."

Wen Yanzhao said with a smile.

Baili Dongjun finally felt relieved and picked up a sesame bun and started eating it with the white porridge.

After they had breakfast and settled the inn bill, they went out and got on a carriage to leave the city.

The group of four walked for more than half an hour and finally left the territory of Shenjian Town and came to the official road leading to Qiandong City.

Ye Dingzhi, who was full of thoughts, sat in the carriage shed. Baili Dongjun opposite him kept pestering him with talk.

I wish I could say everything today that I haven't said to each other in these years.

Ye Dingzhi naturally patiently accompanied him to reminisce about the past, but his brows were frowning and there was always a hint of worry in his eyes.

Baili Dongjun gradually discovered his abnormality and asked:

"Brother Yun, why do you look so depressed? Are you unhappy to be reunited with me?"

Ye Dingzhi smiled in response:

"We have been separated by life and death for so many years, and today's reunion is naturally the happiest thing, but..."

Baili Dongjun saw that he was hesitant to speak, so he asked, "Just what? Brother Yun and I are hiding something?"

Ye Dingzhi calmed down and finally spoke his mind:

"You know, Dongjun, I shouldn't have shown up. Because I'm a wanted criminal of the imperial court, I'm afraid that if I rashly go back to the Zhenxi Marquis' Mansion with you..."

"I'm afraid of bringing disaster to the Marquis and the Baili family!"

Baili Dongjun heard him say this, thought for a moment and said firmly:

"Brother Yun, don't worry. Not to mention that you are now a wanted criminal of the imperial court, what will happen even if you kill the Xiao family's royal family?"

"I, Baili Dongjun, will protect you even if I sacrifice my life!"

Ye Dingzhi was deeply moved when he heard this. He raised his hand and rubbed Baili Dongjun's head and said with a smile:

"Fool, what are you saying? You are just acting on impulse. You don't behave like a drunkard at all!"

Baili Dongjun blushed slightly and smiled embarrassedly:

"With my cousin and uncle here, when I return to Qiandong City, it will be my little overlord's territory. Naturally, no one will come to cause trouble for Brother Yun!"

"You can rest assured. I, Baili Dongjun, may not have the final say elsewhere, but I have never been afraid of anyone in Qiandong City!"

Ye Dingzhi felt relieved after hearing what he said, and said with a wry smile:

"No need to make such a big fuss. I will try not to show up on the way and make the final decision when I return to the Marquis' Mansion!"

Baili Dongjun was delighted after hearing this:

"Everything is up to Brother Yun!"

What Ye Bai and the other man in the carriage didn't know was -

Wen Yanzhao, who was driving the carriage in front and was sitting on the left shaft of the carriage, was feeling very secretive. They pricked up their ears to listen to the chattering of the two little ones inside.

After listening to the conversation between the two, the uncle and nephew of the Wen family smiled at each other, warmed the pot of wine and said playfully:

"Xiao Baili is so cute, with a youthful mind, so enviable~"

Wen Yanzhao smiled and asked:

"Your nephew is a very cute boy, but what about my nephew?"

He warmed the pot of wine, pursed his lips and made strange noises:

"You! You are so mature beyond your years. You cheated your cousin and uncle. You are so bad..."

Wen Yanzhao: "Tsk, now is not the time for you to ask me to borrow money to redeem your precious wine gourd!"

Wen Hujiu made a face and said, "We both have the same surname, Wen. If you don't help me, who else can you help?"

Wen Yanzhao no longer paid attention to him and began to think about how to meet the Confucian immortal Gu Chen and obtain his medicine man skills when he returned to Qiandong City.

Seeing that Wen Yanzhao ignored him, he seemed to be thinking about something. He warmed the pot of wine as if talking to himself, and said to himself:

"Seeing Xiao Baili reunited with his brother, I was also quite moved. I wonder how his other good brother Xiao Qiangxian is doing now..."

"That child is so pitiful. I hope Xin Baicao can really cure his illness. Otherwise, the world will lose a free and unrestrained wanderer!"

Wen Yanzhao turned his head and looked determined:

"Don't worry, uncle. Sikong Changfeng's life is definitely safe. You and I have extended his life for another month!"

"It's only been a few days, I guess we should have reached Medicine King Valley by now."

Wenhujiu nodded: "That's true!"

……

The shade of trees on both sides of the official road is like a sea, and the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers are beautiful.

The carriage was brisk, carrying four people all the way towards Qiandong City.

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Valley of the King of Medicine.

Sikong Changfeng rode alone and had a difficult journey.

There has been continuous drizzle and thick fog in this area in recent days, so I have taken many detours.

At this time, it was already late. I took advantage of the rosy glow in the sky to open the map given with the warm pot of wine and identify the road ahead.

After looking for a while and finding out where Medicine King Valley was, he put the sheepskin map in his arms, clamped his legs against the horse's belly, and rode away...

Finally, after passing through a dense forest, we came to a huge rock.

The boulder was covered with dark moss, and engraved with three powerful characters - Yaowang Valley!

After Sikong Changfeng read it, he felt relieved, thinking to himself that hard work pays off, and I finally found it!

Not long after he was overjoyed, he began to feel dizzy and it seemed as if all the strength in his limbs had been drained.

Then everything went dark and he fell off his horse!

"thump!"

The dull sound of the young man falling off his horse startled Xin Baicao who was grinding herbs, and he followed the sound to look for the boy.

Soon, a green-maned horse came into view, and under the horse's hooves lay a heroic but pale young man.

Beside him was a bright silver spear.

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