Young white horse drunk in spring breeze

Chapter 49
In the middle of the night, Qiandongcheng, Chengcheng Lane.

An inconspicuous little pharmacy.

There are many inconspicuous little people sitting in it, including a teacher in a private school, an apprentice doing odd jobs in a pharmacy, a swordsmith in a blacksmith's shop, an old bachelor who sells candied haws, a pretty girl who makes buns, a groom who raises horses, and a cart driver. The driver of the car, the painter who sells paintings...

Are these people sick at the same time?That's not normal.

Before anyone thought of this question, someone closed the door.

Then an unusual person appeared at the pharmacy.

The young master of Zhenxi Hou's Mansion, Baili Dongjun.

"Boss, why did you leave for so long this time?" Xiao Yu'er in the pharmacy asked.

"The longer you walk, the more you will gain. I have called everyone here today because I have something important to ask." Baili Dongjun sat down among them.

The eight people in the pharmacy hurriedly got up: "Young master, what are you talking about!"

The status of these eight people is ordinary, but all of them have received the generous help of this young master in times of crisis, so they can have at least a survivable life. For the young master, they are already willing to go through fire and water.

Baili Dongjun stood up, flicked his hand, and presented a map on the table. Everyone looked at it carefully and were slightly surprised: "This is the... map of Gandong City?"

Possessing a map is a felony, but none of them expressed concern about it. The storyteller asked, "What do we need to do?"

Baili Dongjun picked up the sword in his hand and pointed to the eight points on the map: "There are three roads to go to Master's courtyard, and any one of the three roads must pass through four of these eight places. Luobukou, Lingnan Lane, and Pushi Street are the least crowded. In the past month, you need to help me keep an eye on these eight places, and pay special attention to the three places with few people. They must be exploring the road a few days ago. If there are frequent people Appear in these eight places, then the artist will be responsible for drawing their faces, and we will investigate further."

"Okay!" Everyone nodded.

Zhenxihou Mansion.

The candles and lanterns in the courtyard went out one by one, and Baili Dongjun finally lay down in his bed. He put the Buranchen beside him, feeling an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart.

"Why, I always feel that something will really happen..." He sighed softly. From the moment he got the sword, he felt that some subtle changes seemed to have taken place in his life, but he couldn't control it. , he turned his head and looked out the window, "I don't know what happened to Sikong Changfeng..."

Thousands of miles away, deep in the mountains.

Sikong Changfeng, who was completely naked, lay on the bed, looked at the doctor who was only in his early thirties sitting there, raised his hand slightly, and waved twelve silver needles: "You will fall asleep in a while."

Sikong Changfeng nodded: "Okay."

"But you may not wake up, so this dream may be endless." There was no emotion in the doctor's voice.

"I understand." Sikong Changfeng still just nodded.

"Aren't you afraid?" the doctor asked again.

"When I was so poisoned that day, when I fainted at the gate of Yaowang Valley, I felt that I was dead, and every day after that, I regarded it as my own earning!" Sikong Changfeng gritted his teeth.

The doctor smiled: "Okay, don't forget the agreement between you and me. If you survive, you will study medicine in Yaowang Valley."

"If I can get half of your mantle, I can leave the valley!" Sikong Changfeng continued.

"It's the appointment, but ordinary people can't reach this level in their lifetime, let alone you who don't know anything about medical skills." With a flick of the doctor's hand, twelve silver needles were stuck on Sikong Changfeng's body. The wind slowly closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Zhenxihou Mansion.

Only Baili Hou Ye's Mansion was still lit with a candle.

Everyone has long been used to it. Although it is old age, Master Hou will deal with the army until late at night every year.

"Master Hou, the young master really went to see those people." Li Huo was standing in the room, sitting opposite the old Lord Hou.

"This grandson of mine really has some skills." Baili Luochen picked out his ears, leaned there, and didn't seem to care, "What does he call those people?"

"It's called Eight Seam Needles, because these people are like needles, small and invisible, but they are all-pervasive like needles. They can be inserted into the seams and disappear, but in times of crisis, the needles can still pierce people. The little boy is very proud of this name." Li Huo replied.

"After all, they are still young. With their abilities, they can deal with Vice General Chen just fine. When they really encounter the enemy, the needles are far from enough. In the face of absolute power, their strengths are useless. What can overwhelm absolute power can only be a stronger power. Eight stitches can't do it, all directions can do it." Baili Luochen stretched his waist, "Let him toss and toss, is there any Many people want to sneak into Gandongcheng."

"Yes, the young master's famous sword villa became famous with one sword, and many people went to Qiandong City. The people in 'Jingzhe' are already cleaning up. But some people are difficult to deal with." Li Huo said in a deep voice.

"Which people?"

"The ordinary sect is fine, but Wushuang City... I don't know how to deal with it?"

"Teach me a lesson and drive them out. If you drive them away, you will be killed. I don't like Wushuang City. That city is no longer the Wushuang City created by Wushuang Sword Immortal. Now it has a strong sense of worldliness. , why talk about Wushuang?" Baili Luochen's tone was slightly disdainful.

"There is also Mount Qingcheng, a young Taoist priest came, we fought a few times, but he ran away." Li Huo said.

"Really Lu's sect, there is no malice, probably out of curiosity, let's keep it for now." Baili Luochen replied.

"Then... the guest from Tian Qi City? Jing Zhe has been following, but has not yet made a move. After all, the other party has a special status, please make a decision..."

"They said they came here this time to recruit disciples for the school, but the non-stop travel day and night must have something to do with Xichu's affairs. It doesn't matter if it's someone else who came, but it's still this young master. I want to meet this legendary son. But forget it, it’s too troublesome, see if I can rush back, kill it, I’m not crazy yet. But I always feel..." Baili Luochen gently rubbed his temples with his hands .

"I don't think they can be driven away." Li Huo smiled rarely.

"How can the people taught by Mr. Li in the school be driven away? Besides, they are the most proud disciples." Baili Luochen smiled wryly, "It's really troublesome."

"Shouldn't the most troublesome one be that old friend in Gandong City?" Li Huo replied.

The movement of Baili Luochen's hands stopped, his pupils slowly narrowed, and his gaze instantly became as sharp as an eagle: "I was sure back then that he was dead."

(End of this chapter)