Bao Daxing was walking on the street in a daze. He was in a bad mood now and urgently needed a jar of wine to get drunk. However, Yinyang City had already banned alcohol, and with martial law in the city, he could not even find the lees.

Unconsciously, I came to a place.

The four large gold-inlaid characters "Li Ji Dining Store" are inlaid with gold. This is the only place in Yinyang City that sells wine. After Cao Dewang, the owner of the diner, was gone after being killed by Li Xiancheng by Cao's prefect, and now it has become an empty building.

The soldiers found a jar of Chishui wine in the wine cellar.

He drove everyone out, sat in the long pavilion, drinking a slutty wine.

Bao Shunyi, the only child of the Bao family, was killed. As an uncle, he was unable to save his nephew and was filled with anger. He couldn't help but accommodate his anger on Zhao Langjiang.

The military law of the Ming Dynasty? Safety of Yinyang? Bah! Zhao Langjiang, a villain, was a pure villain, held the banner of righteousness to retaliate for the incident that year.

That's all!

People like Bao Daxing will not look for reasons from themselves.

What is your Zhao Langjiang? What is the safety of Yinyang City? Is it important to have the inheritance of my Bao family? When I jumped down the city wall to catch people, why wasn’t I killed by arrows in the Northern Zhou Dynasty?

While drinking, he cursed. He completely forgot that the three thousand white horses that saved them from the brink of life and death three days ago were Zhao Langjiang and Yinyang's three thousand white horses.

Unconsciously, the wine was finished.

At this moment, a middle-aged man appeared in front of him, handed over another jar of wine, and said, "Good curse! A genius like General Bao was injustice, but a hypocrite like Zhao Langjiang was very popular. The world has really changed!"

Bao Daxing was already drunk. He glanced at the man. He looked very ordinary and didn't know him. However, since he started to scold Zhao Laijiang and praised him, he couldn't help but look up high in his heart.

"Good scolding!" Bao Daxing said, "A hypocrite, a man who deceives his reputation and steals the world!"

"Go one!"

"Done!"

The two of them exchanged cups and drank, while scolding Zhao Langjiang.

Another jar of wine was drunk, and the middle-aged man said, "We cursed for half an hour, but Zhao Langjiang was unharmed. General Bao, scolding alone is not enough. He has half a hair. We have to find a way to make him suffer."

Bao Daxing asked, "Do you have a way?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "There is a solution, it depends on whether General Bao has the courage. I heard that in the Western Army, Mr. Bao claimed to be bold, eating, drinking, gamble, and deducting military pay. He did everything he wanted. I wonder if the rumors are true?"

Bao Daxing relied on his drunkenness and smiled, "That's natural. Even if the mosquitoes fly past me, I have to let it leave something."

The middle-aged man gave a thumbs up, "It's really awesome!" After saying that, he took out something from his arms and handed it over. Bao Daxing looked at it and found that it was a hundred thousand taels of silver notes!

He suddenly had a cold war and woke up most of the time he was drunk, "Who are you, what are you doing to me?"

The middle-aged man said, "I am named Wu, and I am called Mingshi."

“Don’t know.”

"A merely awesome name is not worth mentioning." Wu Mingshi smiled slightly, "I am the leader of the Blood Crow in Yinyang City of the Great Zhou."

"Blood Crow? A spy from Northern Zhou?"

Bao Daxing was sober that he was about to call someone, but Wu Mingshi stopped him, "General, we all have a common enemy, why not work together?"

No matter how confused Bao Daxing was, he knew that he was a soldier. The Blood Crow leader was now in front of him. His purpose was obvious, which was to dismantle Yinyang City from within.

"I drank the wine you just now for seven days. If you can't get the antidote within seven days and rot all over your body to death, General Bao is still young, so he wouldn't he cherish his life, right?"

"You...you..."

Bao Daxing felt chill all over and couldn't speak.

"You are the only one left in your Bao family. If you die, the Bao family will be defeated. As long as you are willing to cooperate with us, I promise that if you conquer Yinyang City in the future, you will be the lord of the city!"

Bao Daxing hesitated.

He was a person who was greedy for life and feared death. In terms of martial arts, he was not even as good as a few subordinates. He was able to reach his current position because he was flattering and trying to figure out his intentions. However, he did not have the courage to betray the Ming Dynasty and the Western Army.

Seeing that he was indifferent, Wu Mingshi slowly stood up, "Since the general has no idea, I'm going to say goodbye. You should enjoy life well in these seven days, as there are not many days."

After saying that, he walked out the door.

"etc!"

Bao Daxing stopped him, and after a while, he asked, "What do you want me to do?"

Wu Ming said, "In addition to the Chishui River, the water supply in Yinyang City is six wells of the four major wards. You don't have to worry about Chishui River, but these six wells are now controlled by the military. I have a few packs of medicine powder here. I hope the general can make it easier and find an opportunity to pour it into the well. It should not be difficult for the general."

Bao Daxing said in shock, "Do you want to poison the well water?"

Wu Mingshi waved his hand, "No, you are going to poison the well water!"

...

After Li Bufan got the money, he dragged his tired body and walked on the way home.

The Northern Zhou army attacked the city for three days, and he guarded the city gate for three days. During these three days, countless white horses climbed up to the city from the crossbowmen and repelled the Northern Zhou attacks again and again. Li Bufan also wanted to go up, but was scolded by the captain, "You are the duty to guard the gate, and guard the city gate!"

The battle was fierce, and he could only see it through the eyes of the cat at the city gate. Occasionally, he took time to help boil water under the city and help rescue the injured soldiers.

Today, when Northern Zhou retreated, he was ordered to go home to rest.

Although it was during the war, Yinyang City was not as panicked as expected. This city had experienced too many wars, and in the face of this situation, everyone was no longer surprised. On the way, there were white horse Yicong mixed with the Western Expedition Army, responsible for maintaining order. Occasionally, some gangsters who made trouble in the chaos were soon captured by Yicong.

In Yinyang City, there are many gangs, and there are mixed together, but unexpectedly, these gangs did not take the opportunity to make trouble. Some gang leaders even took their subordinates to help maintain public order on the way.

It is said that last night, Zhao Langjiang held a meeting for people from various gangs. People found that there were suddenly more than a dozen experts from the martial arts world beside him, all of whom have been famous for a long time in the martial arts world. Now, they have all joined an organization called Bimu. The boss of the Qinglong Gang once expressed dissatisfaction with some suggestions made by Zhao Langjiang, and then there was nothing.

These were all heard from his colleagues when Li Bufan was chatting during the day. He still admired Zhao Laijiang very much. First, he was the descendant of the King of Golden Swords. Second, he killed Li Xiancheng and established a high prestige in the city. Third, he defeated several attacks of the Northern Zhou Dynasty at a very small price.

While his random thoughts were happening, two old men stopped him.

"Boy, are you Li Bufan?"

Li Bufan looked at the two of them, one black and the other white. The old man in black showed a fierce look, like a fierce god. The old man in white was wearing a white robe and a fairy-like trait.

These two people look very much like the legendary black and white impermanence.

Li Bufan nodded and took two steps back, "Two, I'm only twenty years old."

The old man in black said, "Good at the age of twenty, young and strong, strong body, and able to endure hardship!"

"Yes, yes, yes, I don't want to die yet."

The old man in white asked, "Strange, who said he wanted you to die?"

"Aren't you black and white impermanent?"

"Bao, bah!" said the old man in white, "Hei Bai Wuchang is nothing. Let them stand in front of me. Do you believe it or not, let me let them die again?"

The old man in black also said, "What's that? Even if you kill them, I have a way to make them come back to life!"

The two of you said something, and I said something, and no one was reluctant to get at a disadvantage in the quarrel.

The old man in white asked, “Do you think we are powerful?”

Seeing that the two of them seemed to be unsophisticated, Li Bufan was about to take a detour. He took only two steps, but was held back by the two of them. So he said perfunctorily, "Awesome! Awesome!"

"Since it's so powerful, why don't you kneel down?"

Li Bufan asked, "You are amazing, what does it have to do with me kneeling down?"

The old man in black said, "Of course it's a matter. We were entrusted by others and decided to accept you as our disciple. This is the blessing of your ancestors who have been practicing vegetarian food and chanting Buddha's name for eight lifetimes. If you kneel down and kowtow, why would you be wronged again? By the way, what is your father doing?"

"Pig slaughter!"

The old man in white said, "Yes, this is the blessing that your father has only cultivated after killing pigs for eight lifetimes."

Li Bufan felt a little puzzled. These two people seemed to be chaotic, but the martial arts they showed in every move were not something that ordinary people could do, so he asked, "Who asked you to come?"

The old man in white said, "Why do you ask so much? As long as you take me as your teacher, I will teach you all the harmful skills I have learned in this life. How about?"

"I won't do anything that hurts people."

The old man in black said, "As long as you take me as your teacher, you will teach you all the skills of curing diseases and saving people in this life, how about you?"

Before Li Bufan could speak, the old man in white said first, "Don't listen to him. He is an old guy, he has no other skills, so he can only cure the disease of a man without taking any symptoms, and he still has some skills. If you learn from him, you will become a doctor of a disease of a flower and willow disease sooner or later. You should learn from me, kill a hundred people in ten steps, and do not keep a thousand miles away..."

Before the old man in white finished speaking, Li Bufan had already pounced beside the old man in black, "Master is here, please be bowed by your disciple, and please teach you the skills to benefit the people of mankind!"

The old man in white looked at him in shock, "Do you have any hidden words?"

Li Bufan's face turned red and he scratched his head.

"Haha!" said the old man in black, "Xue Pipi, this time, I won."

The old man in white snorted coldly, "It's just a lucky person!"

These two old men in black and white are the medical saint Xue Bao and the poison saint Xue Pipi.

On that day in Yangzhou City, the two fought for the position of the descendant of the Medical Saint to die. Later, they untied their knots and walked together, one of whom saved the world, cheated food and drink, and the other hurted people everywhere, cheated food and drink. The two traveled around, half a month ago, they arrived at Yinyang City. As soon as they entered the city, they collided with Yuwen Tianlu.

After Yuwen Tianlu's "speaking earnestly" care, the two of them were half-hearted and reluctantly took on a task. Later, news of Yuwen Tianlu's accident came. The two wanted to take the opportunity to leave, but after a few days of drinking, they were trapped in Yinyang City. They wanted to get rid of the city but failed, so they had the situation today.

Xue Bao said, "Good disciple, remember it. My husband's surname is Xue Bao, and people in the martial arts world are called the saint of medicine. In the future, you must remember to respect the teacher and respect the Tao. This is your uncle, the poisonous saint Xue Pipi."

Li Bufan took a breath.

Xue Bao said proudly, "How about you, have you heard of our great name?"

Li Bufan nodded. The Medical Saint claimed that there was no disease that could not be cured, and the Virus Saint claimed that there was no one who could not be killed. These two people were famous in the Central Plains. Li Bufan was very concerned about things in the world, so he naturally had heard of these two people's names.
Chapter completed!