Young white horse drunk in spring breeze

Chapter 57
"No difference, everything is safe."

Baili Dongjun looked at the note that just came from outside the mansion with a cold expression. He asked Shunde next to him: "Did grandpa go to the guest room of the messenger yesterday?"

"Well, he saw with his own eyes the brother who was on duty from childhood to adulthood yesterday." Shunde replied.

"It seems that the envoy from the apocalypse, whose surname is Xiao, is really that Xiao. Otherwise, with Grandpa's temper, how could he have personally visited the door in the middle of the night. How long have they chatted?" Baili Dongjun asked.

"I don't know, my brother doesn't dare to stare at it all the time, if the old master finds out..." Shunde chuckled, and didn't say any more.

"Everything is safe, be safe." Baili Dongjun tore up the note in his hand, lifted his long sword and walked outside, "Prepare the horse! I want to go out!"

In the first ten years of Gandong City, the scene of a young man riding a horse and galloping to the city appeared from time to time, so that people became accustomed to it later. At first, they cursed and buried their grievances in a low voice, and later they turned into cheers in unison , I'm afraid that the young horse can't run fast enough, shout loudly enough, and there aren't enough people chasing him.

But today, there is no one chasing after the boy.

Because Old Hou Ye said, this month, the boy can play however he wants!
But the boy ran faster than ever.

"Young master, what are you going to do today!" asked the peddler on the street.

Baili Dongjun didn't answer, and passed by him like a gust of wind.

"What's the matter today, little master?" The peddler was a little puzzled.

But in the dark, those who had been guarding for a few days were shocked at first, and after waiting for a few days, the person who broke the situation finally appeared, and it was the young master himself!
"Master must be seen!" Baili Dongjun shouted angrily in his heart.

After a few sticks of incense, he had already arrived outside the courtyard. He jumped off the horse and fled towards the wall, but suddenly a hand grabbed his collar and threw him heavily. Throwing it to the ground, Baili Dongjun was thrown on the ground, and he retreated abruptly.

"Who is it!" Baili Dongjun steadied himself and put his hand on the hilt of the sword.

"You have made great progress, and you have even learned to draw your sword against the enemy." The man said with a smile, his back turned to him.

"Who are you?" Baili Dongjun snapped.

The man still didn't turn around: "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that you can't go in today."

"Why not? No one can stop me, Baili Dongjun, from where I am going!" Baili Dongjun leaned forward slightly.

"It seems that you have somewhat mastered the method of using the true energy in your body, but you are still far behind in dealing with me." The man sighed.

"Get out of the way!" Baili Dongjun jumped up, and the Buranchen in his hand was instantly unsheathed. The sword was sharp and struck in an instant. Although it was not as powerful as when he cut the scarecrow with his sword that day, it was still worthy. It was an excellent sword attack.

But his sword was not in its sheath.

The man turned around abruptly, held the handle of Bu Ranchen with one hand, and lightly tapped Baili Dongjun on the neck with the other, and Baili Dongjun passed out.The man lifted Baili Dongjun's body on his back, glanced back at the courtyard, and left.

The sound of the piano suddenly sounded in the courtyard, as if everything that happened outside the courtyard was in the eyes of the people inside.

After finishing the song, another figure appeared at the end of the long street leading to the courtyard.

At the same time, a note was circulated frantically in the city, but the owner who the note was supposed to be delivered to could not be found.

"There is a Taoist priest entering the game, go to the courtyard."

The young Taoist priest was carrying a mahogany sword on his back and a long sword hanging from his waist. He looked lazily and walked a few steps slowly on the long street, but he came to the front of the courtyard after a while.He yawned, lowered his head slightly, and said softly: "The head disciple of Mount Qingcheng Lu Suzhen, the chief disciple, Wang and his party are asking to see you."

"Enter." A faint voice came from the courtyard.

Wang Xingxing smiled, and lightly drew a gossip shape on the wall with his hand, and then suddenly there was a door in the courtyard wall, he pushed open the door and walked in.

"Mister's door is hidden really deep."

In the courtyard, an old man in a white robe with loose white hair was sitting there. He stroked the strings of the piano without looking up: "I haven't seen Lu Zhenren for decades."

"The head teacher knows that the master is here, so he specially ordered me to take the master away." Wang and his party said.

"Take me away? Isn't Master Lu afraid of getting caught in the fire?" the old man asked.

Wang and his party smiled: "Sir, why is it fire? You are a sharp sword. Everyone in the world wants to hold the sword, but I, Qingcheng Mountain, only want to hide the sword in it. Those who want to grab the sword, come to our mountain gate." , I have [-] peachwood swords in Mount Qingcheng, which can form formations and kill people, just try it."

"When I met Lu Zhenren when I was young, I thought that this Taoist priest is so arrogant and talented, and he must be crazy about martial arts in the future. Later, when we grew up, the Taoist priest became a teacher, and I thought he became a coward who loves reasoning. No Come to think of it, the courage will not change from before." The old man waved his hand lightly, and there was an extra glass of wine on the opposite stone table, "Please drink."

Wang and his party sat down and said with emotion: "Mr.'s illusion really lives up to its reputation. I only heard about it from my master before."

"The illusion is fake, but the wine is real." With a wave of the old man's hand, there was an extra glass in his hand, and he raised his hand and drank it down.

Wang and his party also raised their cups and drank it down. His eyes lit up and he looked at the empty cup in his hand: "What kind of wine, it's so delicious!"

"The name of this wine is Peach Blossom. You can bring a bottle back to your master." The old man put a jade bottle in front of Wang and his party.

"My master hasn't drunk alcohol for decades because of his practice, but I have a younger brother who likes to eat peaches. I don't know if he likes peach blossom wine." Wang and his party put the jade bottle in their arms, " But sir, you haven't answered me what I just said?"

"I like Qingcheng Mountain very much, although I prefer to go to Dongcheng." The old man smiled.

"Mr. loves Xichu more, but Xichu is gone. What you want to choose is not where you want to go, but where you can go. I, Qingcheng Mountain, is now the leader of Taoism, and even Wudang today is no match for us. Others I dare not provoke us. And I, Qingcheng Mountain, have no other ambitions, let alone take advantage of you." Wang and his party said slowly.

"I know, but you have taken the first step. Many people are waiting for this first step. After all, you are still too young. As long as you take this first step, everyone will start to move." The old man moved. Hit the strings.

Wang Xingxing smiled: "I'm young, but I'm not impulsive. My first move is also because I have the confidence to protect Mr.." Wang Xingxing waved his hand lightly, and the mahogany sword at his waist flew up.He turned around, and there was already a bloody man standing under the courtyard.

"There are no double floors, Song Yanhui." Wang and his party were also slightly taken aback.

(End of this chapter)