Young man on white horse, I am in the human world, who dares to call himself an immortal?

The next morning, Chaisang became Longshou Street.

After coming out of Chunxianglou, Wenhujiu and Wen Jiutian turned into this street.

At this time, the street was quiet and deserted.

"I say, second uncle, did we go the wrong way?

Look at Dongjun, this silly boy, he wouldn't have so much money to open a wine shop in this remote place, right?"

Wenhujiu drank a sip of wine and said with a smile.

"You don't know this, right? The marriage between the Gu and Yan families in Southwest Road has already arranged people to control the entire street."

"What's the plan? Just think about it. Yan Bietian wants to take advantage of the marriage to annex the Gu family."

After saying that, Wenhujiu raised his eyebrows at Wen Jiutian with a proud face.

Expecting the admiring eyes of his good nephew, he is also a veteran in the world after all.

However, Wen Jiutian said "Oh" very calmly.

Then he kept silent.

"Hey, you kid, that's it?"

Wen Hujiu's expression froze, and he looked like he was not giving up. He asked with a smile:

"Boy, don't you feel excited when you hear this news?"

Wen Jiutian rolled his eyes and said, "Uncle, what do you want me to say? This Yan family is a piece of shit, and the Gu family is so cowardly?"

Wen Hujiu was choked speechless, and then waved his hand impatiently.

"Stinky boy, just like the old man, not much nonsense, but a lot of nonsense."

The two of them went back and forth like this, and then they were speechless and walked from the end of the street to the main street.

There were shops on both sides of the street, but none of them were open for business and there was no one.

From a distance, the signboard and red flag of the wine shop were embroidered with the four big characters "Donggui Wine Shop".

However, what is puzzling is that there are only a few vendors near this wine shop, they have no expression on their faces, and their hands are constantly moving.

Among them were a butcher selling pork, an old lady doing embroidery, a man selling oil, and a charming woman selling buns.

Seeing these four people, Wen Jiutian's heart moved, and he gently pulled the corner of Wen Hujiu's clothes.

"Uncle, look at these four people, they are really interesting." Wen Hujiu glanced at the four people casually, and immediately realized that things were not simple.

He lowered his voice and said to Wen Jiutian: "Boy, it's better to have less trouble than more. There are only these four people on this street, and they are absent-minded when they do things.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that they are not right. Forget it, let's not care about the affairs of the Yan family and the Gu family."

After that, he planned to drag Wen Jiutian to the wine shop.

However, Wen Jiutian seemed to be willing to do anything.

He nudged Wen Hujiu's waist with his elbow and raised his eyebrows, saying, "Uncle, take a look at the woman selling buns. She is quite pretty."

"How about nephew, poison her and replenish your waist tonight?" Wen Jiutian said with a grin, holding a silver needle covered with drugs in his hand.

"Come on, my good nephew, let's go, we are here now."

Wen Hujiu frowned, pointed at the plaque of Donggui Wine Shop, and pulled Wen Jiutian to go in.

"My God, Xiaojiu, let's go quickly and leave the city after finishing our business." Wen Jiutian glanced at the woman selling buns, feeling a little sorry.

He naturally knew that these four people were spies arranged by the Yan and Gu families.

In fact, when these four people saw Wen Hujiu turn around and saw the three words "poison you" behind him, they were all shocked.

Especially the woman selling buns, she felt a sharp gaze staring at her, which made her shudder.

She cursed in her heart: "Where are you looking at this stinky boy? Don't mess with me!"

The reason why the four of them did this was because they heard about a man with a black knife yesterday.

There was a big commotion in the Gu Mansion.

How big is Chaisang City?

A little news, and it won't take long for the whole city to know.

What's more, the four of them are spies themselves. If they don't know about this, they are worse than useless.

When they saw the one who came with the young man, they were even more frightened.

It would be strange if you said they didn't know that the poisonous Bodhisattva who could poison a city was warming a pot of wine.

Who would have thought that they would come to Longshou Street so early in the morning.

It wasn't until the two of them walked into the Donggui Wine Shop that the woman breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the four of them still stared at the Donggui Tavern with lingering fear, as if they had a premonition that something ominous was about to happen.

Just when everyone thought they had escaped, Wen Jiutian's foot, which had just stepped into the tavern, retracted again.

He turned around and said to Wen Hujiu: "Uncle, do you remember? When we were in Lingnan, I was a famous street slicker.

Every time I go shopping, if I don't provoke those vendors who cheat on weight, I will feel itchy."

Hearing this, Wen Hujiu couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouthHe twitched.

He suddenly recalled the past days, when this kid always ran to the street every other day to teach those bad vendors a lesson in the name of justice.

And he was often caught by the old man to clean up the mess, and he had to pay for the aftermath out of his own pocket.

Thinking of this, Wen Hu felt a headache.

"Oh, this stinky boy, he really doesn't want to be beaten up one day, look at how the old man has spoiled you?"

Wen Hujiu knew that this kid might not be pulled back by nine oxen, so he could only sit in the wine shop.

At this time, there was no one, and I didn't know Baili Dongjun, the wine shop was open but no one was doing business.

He couldn't help but shake his head and sigh: "What sin did I, Wen Hujiu, commit? I got these two guys, neither of them is a good person, one is a poisonous boy, and the other is a prodigal son."

Wen Jiutian glanced at the four people with a smile.

They naturally noticed this scene and their eyes dodged.

The man selling steamed buns smiled awkwardly, his chest shrank back a bit, and he thought to himself:

"Just now, this kid said he wanted to poison me? Don't come over, my dear little ancestor, don't come over."

The man selling oil thought to himself: "Boy, don't come over, I'm just selling oil, you wouldn't do that, would you?"

The old woman doing embroidery smiled kindly at Wen Jiutian who was walking slowly, she looked kind but was actually panicking.

Yesterday, this kid made the leader of his industry, the killer of Anhe, half dead in a few strokes, this...

And the butcher selling meat was full of confidence: "Damn, my stall has never been popular, and Baozi Xishi is probably going to be in big trouble.

I heard that these two people were still drunk and dreaming in Chunxianglou last night, this..."

Just when the butcher was secretly rejoicing, he felt a figure pressing in front of him.

He looked up suddenly, and happened to meet the other person's eyes.

The butcher reacted quickly and greeted him with a smile.

Wen Jiutian looked at the small butcher stall, which had a butcher table and several slices of pork hanging on it.

He couldn't help but frown.

Seeing this, the butcher smiled and said, "Young master, are you buying meat?"

"Isn't that nonsense? I came to your butcher stall to buy meat, so do you sell meat here?"

As he spoke, Wen Jiutian glanced at Baozi Xishi next to him.

The latter, however, shrank back subconsciously.

The butcher brought a long chair, lowered his body, wiped it, and smiled, "Young master, please sit down."

After Wen Jiutian sat down, he said, "Today, I came to visit my cousin. I didn't bring any gifts, so I came to buy something from you. I want ten pounds of lean meat, cut into minced meat, and no fat at all."