Young white horse drunk in spring breeze

Chapter 48 The Apocalypse Visitor
When Baili Dongjun left the small courtyard, there was no one outside. He weighed the sword in his hand and walked towards the Hou's mansion.Walking out of the long street, an ordinary pedestrian passed by him. Baili Dongjun slightly turned his head and glanced at him, but the pedestrian seemed to be in a hurry and walked away quickly.

On the eaves not far away, the warm jug squatted there, raised his head and took a sip of the wine in the jug: "Litian. Bailishi. Interesting and interesting."

Zhenxihou Mansion.

Dinner.

After the reunion after many months, Lord Zhenxi Houye Baili Luochen, his eldest son Baili Chengfeng, his eldest son Wen Luoyu, his youngest son Baili Dongjun, and his elder brother Wen Hujiu from the Wen family, all gathered together , can be regarded as a small family feast.

Baili Dongjun poured a glass of wine for his grandfather Baili Luochen: "Grandpa, you have worked hard this journey."

Baili Luochen took a sip of the wine and smiled: "It's not as hard as you."

Baili Dongjun poured another glass of wine for Baili Chengfeng: "Daddy, you have worked hard managing the Hou Mansion!"

"Hmph!" Baili Chengfeng took the wine and drank it down.

"It is said that this trip has attracted a lot of limelight?" Wen Luoyu took the next glass of wine with a smile, and then glanced at the warm pot of wine.

"It once shocked the Southwest Road, and once shocked the famous sword villa. Now it is probably rumored that there is such a majestic young master in the Zhenxihou Mansion." The warm pot of wine poured himself a glass, "I won't bother you. Young Master Baili."

Baili Dongjun chuckled: "Don't make fun of me, uncle. How can I know swordsmanship, but I really want to learn swordsmanship, otherwise I'm sorry for this good sword in my hand. Mom, can you introduce me to a good master?"

"Hey, the sun is coming out from the west." Wen Luoyu and Baili Dongjun looked at each other, and said with a smile, "I want to practice swords, what kind of sword?"

Baili Dongjun looked confused: "A sword is a sword, what kind of sword is there?"

"Of course. For example, your grandfather, although he was born in the army, used guns more than swords, but his epee skills are quite good." Wen Luoyu picked up a chopstick in his hand and twirled it flexibly. "For another example, your father studied under Chen Luyi, a Lingnan swordsman. The so-called martial arts in the world are only fast and unbreakable. Your father practiced fast swords."

"And Wudang..." The chopsticks in Wen Luoyu's hand turned around slowly and gracefully, "Wudang Taiji sword is all about slow words, every move and every style, and it will kill you if you can't beat it. And Liangyi sword requires a man and a woman to practice at the same time. There have been several male and female double swords in Jianghu. There is also Tianlei sword, which pays attention to the lightning in all directions, the sword energy soars to the sky, and the decisive victory is only in an instant. Light swords, three days and three There's no end to the night."

Baili Dongjun was overwhelmed when he heard that, so he asked Baili Luochen: "Grandpa, what kind of sword do you think I am suitable for practicing?"

"You don't need to practice, you're already pretty cheap." Baili Luochen drank a glass of wine.

"Nonsense! Only after I went out to meet the world this time did I realize that it can actually be even cheaper. There are many words in the ink, and if a cheap man can produce a young master, that is the best." Baili Dongjun laughed.

"Mr. Zhuo Mo's son Lei Mengsha doesn't know how to use a sword, but he married the heir of Xinjian as his wife, which made Master Li mounded half to death. It is indeed terrible." Wen Luoyu smiled, "Go and think about it, if you really want to No matter how good the teacher is, I will invite you for you."

"Then..." Baili Dongjun remembered what his master said in the afternoon, and suddenly said, "How about Mr. Li in the school?"

Everyone's movements froze at the same time, even Baili Luochen was stunned.

"Can you say that again?"

"Mr. Li from the school."

Baili Chengfeng sighed: "My child, I didn't expect you to be so capable. You are so loud."

"Mr. Li from the school." Baililuo Chen drank a glass of wine with a smile, "Change to another master, I can't handle this either."

"So powerful? Xuetang Mr. Li, does it mean that after entering the school, you can learn swords from him?" Baili Dongjun asked.

"Yes, but the school is in Tianqi City." Baili Luochen's face darkened slightly, and he didn't say anything further, but Baili Dongjun immediately understood what he meant.

Baili Dongjun can go anywhere, except Tianqi City.

He didn't understand this truth before, but now he gradually understands it.In Tianqi City, there are many forces targeting Zhenxihou's Mansion, and once he enters there, not even Baili Luochen can guarantee his safety.He lowered his head to drink and didn't answer.

But Baili Chengfeng suddenly said: "Today, there is news from Tianqi City that there will be envoys from the school coming to the East City during this time."

Baililuochen responded lightly: "It's been another three years, are there any good seedlings?"

"Based on the standards of sons, there are naturally a few, but not necessarily based on the standards of the school." Baili Chengfeng shook his head lightly.

"Who is the messenger, are you familiar with it?" Baili Luochen asked.

Baili Chengfeng took a bite of the dish and said casually: "Coincidentally, it happens to be the one I'm least familiar with."

"Oh." Baili Luochen didn't seem to care.

The topic of the family banquet gradually became trivial. Baili Dongjun talked about the friends he met in Chaisang City, Baili Luochen talked about what he had seen and heard at the Great Court Meeting, and Baili Chengfeng talked about these few Over the past month, I have been doing something new in Dongcheng, only the warm pot of wine is touching the glass in my hand, and seems to be lost in thought...

Is it that person who came here?The warm pot of wine put down the glass.

On the official road, a group of men and horses were running wildly under the moonlight. The leader was wearing a light armor and covered his face with a white scarf. This is a common outfit when traveling at night. It is to prevent the night dew from entering the body. He was followed by more than a dozen horsemen, and one of them rode to his side: "My lord, do you want to take a rest?"

"Go to the next town and rest for three hours." The leader replied.

"Three hours?" The man was taken aback.

The leader smiled: "Why, can't hold on anymore?"

"We are all members of the army, and it is common for us to travel day and night, but my son..."

"Don't underestimate me, sir!"

After a group of people drove for another half an hour, they finally saw a small town, but there was already a person standing at the entrance to the town, as if they had been waiting for them for a long time.

"Young master, someone is blocking the way."

"I expected it a long time ago, but I didn't expect it to come so soon." He reined in the horse and put his hand on the hilt of his waist.

The person waiting at the entrance took a few steps forward: "I knew that with your temperament, you must have been running here day and night without stopping. I did some calculations, and even if you arrived, you would pass by here. How? I The time and place are pretty good, right? Would you like to praise me? What are you doing here? Looking for someone or killing people? Do you want to take me all the way?"

The leader breathed a sigh of relief, moved his hand away from the hilt, and smiled: "Why are there so many questions?"

(End of this chapter)