I have many teachers

Chapter 38
After entering the forest, Wang Anfeng did not go down the mountain, but walked towards the exit for a while, intentionally leaving many traces, and then turned in the same direction with the method of nine palace steps, going backwards, the rest of the people didn't know, just followed After chasing along the road, they walked to the plaque and saw the miserable condition of the two guards, which caused a burst of exclamation.

At this time, Wang Anfeng had already grabbed two friends and rushed all the way, and rushed straight to Xue Qinshuang's residence. Xia Houxuan was caught by him. At this time, the situation was critical, and he felt his heart beating fast. Seeing this, he said in a low voice:
"You want to hide in Xue Shisan's residence?"

"No, it's here."

Wang Anfeng replied, and ran straight to Liu Wuqiu's room next to the Jiangnan pavilion, pushed open the half-covered door with his shoulder, rushed in with one step, and then carefully closed the wooden door before he heaved a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground with his forehead A lot of sweat dripped out, panting again and again:
"Okay... well, here, you can..."

Xia Houxuan was silent for a while, and said: "The most dangerous place is the safest place, but many people understand this truth."

Wang Anfeng glanced at him, took a breath and said:

"I'm just looking for an antidote."

"Since it can fool you, it is more expensive than this poison, and the antidote must be carefully treasured."

Xia Houxuan frowned and said, "The antidote is probably on him."

At this time, Wang Anfeng had already started to flip things, flipping things like flying, without turning his head, he said:
"No, Li Bo said that people with deep and sinister thoughts will often hide the antidote, so that even if they are killed, the poisoned person on the other side will fall into more painful despair after ecstasy. Will choose suicide."

"Only those poisons that are only used as threats can find antidote on the body. Besides, we have no other way. I am not an opponent at all to the two guards guarding the avenue at the door." He responded, but Wang Anfeng still felt something was wrong.

Just now he misjudged the master's strength, Liu Wuqiu slapped him firmly on the back, and when he hit it, the sound was violent, but there was only a soft pushing force to help him escape. He had nothing to do, but the old man But he exclaimed in amazement, what did he say about the Royal Qi Armor.

The coat on his body was given to him by Xue Qinshuang, and the clothes inside were made by tearing the cloth by himself. The cloth of thirty cents a foot, how could it be some kind of imperial armor?
There is also the poisoning method of combining wine and meat. Although it is very powerful, if someone doesn't drink like him, or doesn't like to eat these dishes, wouldn't there be a high probability that they will be thrown into the basket?
Isn't poisonous smoke better?
Xia Houxuan didn't know what Wang Anfeng was thinking, but he felt that what he said was very reasonable. Outside, he could only hear the shouts approaching, but then they went away. It is inevitable that there will be some friction in the sound, but every slight collision sound is like thunder in Xia Houxuan's ears, making his heart beat faster.

He has lived for 15 years, but he has never been as frightened as he is today.

The room is divided into two halls, the front and the back, and it is not very big. Wang Anfeng searched it quickly, but found no medicine at all, only a jar of good old wine, which Wang Anfeng threw on the bed at will. Looking at Wang Anfeng's slightly frowning brows, he felt a little dry, and said in a low voice:
"Knock on the wall to see if there is a dark room."

Wang Anfeng nodded, knocked carefully, but there was nothing abnormal, they were all solid walls, which made Xia Houxuan's heart sink continuously, and he smiled wryly in his heart:

"I sent the guards away this time, but I didn't expect to be trapped in such a situation..."

"Candied haws, candied haws...your husband is going to die here...remember to be a widow for your husband..."

Click!

At this moment, there was a sudden crisp sound, Xia Houxuan's body trembled slightly, and his heart speeded up immediately. After realizing that he had not attracted any enemies, he took a long breath and looked at Wang Anfeng with bright eyes. While carefully opening a cassette, Xia Houxuan couldn't control his temper at this time, and asked a little anxiously:
"How is it? Is it medicine?! You bring it here and let me have a look..."

Wang Anfeng sighed slightly, causing Xia Houxuan's heart to sink. At this time, the former had already stood up, holding only a folding fan in his hand.

On it was written a small poem in hairpin style, the brush strokes were delicate, obviously it was done by a woman, the surface of the folding fan was already yellowed, it was an old thing from many years ago, Xia Houxuan took it reluctantly, but couldn’t see anything Abnormally, with his eyes, he could only tell that this fan was probably from six or seventy years ago.

Kong was overjoyed, and Young Master Xiahou finally fell into powerless despair, casually threw down the fan, and sighed:
"I can't help it. When I make some noise later, you go first. This idiot and I are worth some money. You go down the mountain to the county town, and find a consumptive ghost holding a qin in the largest inn. If it's quicker, we probably still have some breath..."

Wang Anfeng was silent for a while, but his eyes fell on the withered and yellow folding fan. It was kept very well, and there was no damage at all. Only the four words were circled with bright red cinnabar on the poem. For appreciation, but apart from this, there is nothing special about it. He looked up at Xia Houxuan and said:
"...Be careful yourself, you don't have to make a sound, I have a way to get out myself."

"Hold on."

Xia Houxuan was slightly startled, and said anxiously in a low voice, "What are you going to do?!"

"I'm going to burn their stables. The horses of those aristocratic families are enough to cause some trouble."

Wang Anfeng took off the somewhat loose blouse on the outside, only wearing a solid suit, tightened his wrist guards, put his hands on the door, and said, "Be careful in everything, don't worry about me."

"you……"

Before Xia Houxuan's voice came out, Wang Anfeng had already opened the door very keenly, turned over and rolled into a bush, and then walked towards the stable that he remembered passing by today. Put into the stable by him.

In the middle of the night, Wang Anfeng walked quickly in the enemy's nest alone, extremely cautious, but for some reason, the further he walked, the little poem on the fan in his mind became more and more clear, and the four new dots of cinnabar on it were bright red. The ground is dazzling, like fresh blood...

Wait, something new? !
Wang Anfeng's footsteps stopped suddenly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the something wrong in his heart became more and more obvious.

It's an old object... It's a very precious thing, but why is there a new bit of cinnabar?

There are four words circled on it... Serious illness must be drunk

poetry...poetry...

Wang Anfeng frowned more and more, and the more intense something wrong made him a little anxious. At this moment, two footsteps came from not far away. Putting it like a beast, his right hand was pressed on the dagger at his waist. Two middle-aged men held long knives and walked over while talking.

"Father has completely miscalculated about today's matter..."

"Who said it wasn't? The guard at the mountain pass was killed, and those two boys have probably left. Fortunately, he bought a poem and wanted to show it in front of the altar owner. I... that old immortal!"

The two went far away, but Wang Anfeng stayed in place as if struck by lightning, his eyes lighted up slightly, and things that made him feel wrong emerged in his mind, and then they were connected like lightning, turning into a picture .

"The old man is not talented, so he wrote a poem by himself, and all the virtuous nephews will comment on it."

The new poem, the new cinnabar, the unlocked door, the indispensable way of poisoning both wine and meat, and the strength of the palm that can only push when it is clearly attacking.

Serious illness and conviction, these four characters correspond to the four sentences of that poem.

Dao is incomprehensible

Taking medicine for mental illness

Where is He Laojin now?
Drunk looking for Night Rain Flag Pavilion Wine

If these four poems are arranged together, it is naturally not in accordance with the rules of poetry, but if the Tibetan head corresponds to the Tibetan tail, then the four words are...

Wang Anfeng's pupils shrank suddenly, and he thought of the old wine that he had thrown on the bed at will.

"The antidote is wine!"

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