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

Early morning.

Sikong Changfeng, who lived in Chunxianglou, finally woke up.

He felt comfortable all over, but when he stood up, he felt dizzy. He looked carefully and found that he was put into the wine jar just like last time.

He looked up and found Baili Dongjun sitting at the table with Wenhujiu.

"Awake? How about having breakfast together?" Wenhujiu smiled, holding a pair of chopsticks, holding two pieces of pickles, and sipped a mouthful of porridge.

Baili Dongjun, who was standing next to him, took a steamed bun, kneaded it into a ball, stuffed it into his mouth, and mumbled: "Eat something?"

"I'm back."

Just then, the door of the wing room was pushed open, and this familiar voice was heard.

Wenhujiu frowned, "You kid still remember to come back, sit down, give me this fried dough sticks and soy milk, I will find you later."

"Second uncle, you look like a bad person." Wen Jiutian raised his eyebrows, sat next to Baili Dongjun, and touched him with his elbow, "What's wrong, didn't you sleep well last night?"

Baili Dongjun smiled, but Wenhujiu glared at him fiercely.

"Hey, Sikong Changfeng, is the daughter's red wine fragrant?" Wen Jiutian deliberately changed the subject and said seriously: "Send this kid to my cousin's nephew, he may be able to save him."

"Cousin?" Baili Dongjun was puzzled, "Cousin, when did you have a cousin?"

Wen Jiutian sighed, feeling that he had said too much.

"Nothing, Xiao Baili, hurry up and eat." Wenhujiu was also deliberately concealing.

This cousin, Wen Jiutian's aunt, Wen Luojin, has a daughter who is a miracle doctor. She is the uncle of the miracle doctor Xin Baicao.

Sikong Changfeng put on his clothes and sat down, holding a steamed bun and daydreaming.

At this time, Baili Dongjun asked with a smile: "Uncle, where are we going after leaving Chaisang City?"

"Of course, we will go back to Qiandong City." Wen Hujiu did not hesitate at all.

"Well, now Longshou Street has recovered like this, why don't you let me sell wine for a few more days?" Baili Dongjun asked tentatively: "Besides, the dream-killing wine that my cousin asked me to brew for him has not yet..."

"Stop, let's go after dinner." Wen Hujiu emphasized again.

Wenhujiu slapped Baili Dongjun on the head: "If you don't learn good things, you will never learn well." Then he pointed at Wen Jiutian, "And you, you don't teach good things, but teach those things."

Wen Jiutian spread his hands: "It's just two girls."

Wenhujiu frowned, pulled Wen Jiutian's ear and whispered: "Is this about a few girls? Damn, those are the two I ordered that night."

"Damn, then I have to find that old procuress, isn't this a fake by a virgin girl?" Wen Jiutian rolled up his sleeves and said, "I don't want to poison you!"

"Okay, don't make trouble, let's talk about business." Wenhujiu looked at Baili Dongjun and coughed seriously: "Little Baili, this time when you go back, you can't run around anymore, understand?"

Baili Dongjun nodded and said: "I know."

"By the way, uncle, what about Xiaobai?" Baili Dongjun suddenly asked.

"Your cousin asked Wen Buping to drive the flying centipede to Qiandong City." Wen Hujiu smiled and said, "As for Xiaobai, Wen Zhuliu is in the city. He will rush back to Lingnan. Your brother said it is not poisonous enough and needs to be raised again."

"Flying centipede?" Baili Dongjun was surprised: "Is it the big centipede that can fly when I went to my grandfather's house when I was six years old?"

"Yeah." Wen Hujiu smiled, "You are lucky."

"It doesn't matter. After Xiaobai goes back, it will be transformed into a dragon in another three to five years." Wen Jiutian smiled.

Baili Dongjun pursed his lips and looked at Sikong Changfeng.

"He, he has to find someone to save his life. Didn't you hear your cousin say it just now?" Wen Hujiu saw through his nephew's thoughts at a glance.

"Second uncle, is Xin Baicao still in Lingnan?" Wen Jiutian asked puzzledly.

"He returned to Yaowang Valley a long time ago." Wen Hujiu ate a bite of pickles.

Wen Hujiu took out a map from his bosom and placed it in front of Sikong Changfeng, then took a sip of wine and sipped it: "You go to this place, there is a guy who claims to be a miracle doctor, his name is Xin Baicao, he claims that he can revive the dead, we have always had competitions in the past, and we are evenly matched. But..."

As he said, Wen Hujiu glanced at Wen Jiutian, "It's just that since this kid's poison skills have become great, Xin Baicao has gone to Lingnan and lived for a few years, and has never been able to break his poison."

"You are now infected with the Five Poisons, which is the poison of the two most powerful poisoners in our Wen family. If Xin Baicao finds out that Xiaojiu has also poisoned you, then he will help you detoxify even if he risks his life. Then one of your internal injuries has a poison in your heart meridian, which was left there by Xiaojiu, and he will naturally find it, and then detoxify and heal the injury at the same time.”

“The King of Medicine Xin Baicao.” Sikong Changfeng had heard of him for the second time. He didn’t know what he was like, but since he was mentioned by the genius of the Wen family, he must be extraordinary.

“Go with peace of mind. He will definitely save you.” Wen Jiutian said.

“Let’s go quickly. You only have fifteen days left.” Wen Hujiu shrugged. “Let’s go quickly. Don’t delay your trip on the way.”

“Fifteen days!”

“When the time comes, your intestines will be rotten, and you must remember that you were hit twice and rotted into slag.” Wen Jiutian patted Sikong Changfeng on the shoulder. “Boy, you are very good. You saved my cousin. We should help you.”

The four of them walked to the gate of Chaisang City. Wen Jiutian had already asked someone to buy a white horse and a pot of strong liquor. “How do you feel? This time, we may never see each other again!”

“Thank you, cousin.” Sikong Changfeng said seriously.

“Thank you for nothing. I don’t know whether I will live or die. "Wen Jiutian said, casually took out three silver notes, stuffed them into Sikong Changfeng's hands, and said meaningfully: "Well, if Xin Baicao is so useless and can't save you, take advantage of the time, take these 30,000 taels, find a brothel to live, and live a life of drunkenness and dreaming." Wen Hujiu frowned, "You kid, can't you teach me some seriousness?" "I knew I might die on the road, but these few days let me see what the rivers and lakes are, let me meet so many heroes, cousin, senior, Beili Eighth Young Master, and Qiandongcheng's young master, there is no regret, before I die, I must find a... find a tavern to live a life of drunkenness and dreaming!" Sikong Changfeng jumped on the horse, put the spear behind him, hung the wine pot on the saddle, and ran a few meters, he suddenly turned the horse's head. "Cousin, Baili Dongjun, I will never die, the road to the rivers and lakes is long, I look forward to seeing you again. " "Don't die on the road. "Wen Jiutian laughed.

Baili Dongjun also shook his hand, "Please don't die."

"Tsk, what a damn love story." Wen Hujiu put his arms around the shoulders of the two juniors.

"Xiaojiu, where are you going next?" Wen Hujiu patted Wen Jiutian's shoulder.

"I'm going to Wenjian Villa!"

"What are you going there for?"

"I don't know, just to ask for a sword."

"You don't need a sword."

"If you don't need a sword, can't you ask for one?"

"By the way, how much silver did you bring this time? The old man told me that you broke his little golden mouth?"

"Not much, not much, about two million, plus the money I robbed along the way, about four or five million, right?"

"Cousin, you are so rich?"

"Fuck!!!"

"You stinky boy! I definitely won’t gamble again.”

“By the way, Xiaojiu, your uncle has prepared a birthday gift for you. It’s very domineering!”