Entering the forest, Wang Anfeng did not go down the mountain, but walked to the exit for a while, deliberately made many traces, and then turned in a direction with the method of nine palace steps, and went up, and the rest of the people did not know, so they only pursued along the road, and when they reached the plaque, they saw the tragic situation of the two guards, which caused a burst of exclamations.

At this time, Wang Anfeng had already grabbed two friends and ran all the way, and actually rushed straight to Xue Qinshuang's residence, Xiahou Xuan was caught by him, the situation was in crisis at this time, he only felt that his heart was beating fast, and he said in a low voice when he saw this:

"You want to hide in Xue Shisan's residence?"

"No, it's here."

Wang Anfeng replied, and went straight to the house of Liu Wuqiu on the edge of the Jiangnan Pavilion, slammed open the false door with his shoulder, rushed in one step, and then carefully closed the wooden door before he breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the ground with his buttocks, many sweat drops oozed from his forehead, and gasped again and again:

"Good...... Well, here, you can ......"

Xiahou Xuan was silent and said, "The most dangerous place is the safest place, but many people understand this truth. ”

Wang Anfeng glanced at him, gasped for breath and said:

"I'm just looking for a cure."

"Since I can fool you, this toxin is very valuable compared to it, and the antidote must be carefully treasured."

Xiahou Xuan frowned and said, "The antidote is likely to be on him." ”

At this time, Wang Anfeng had already started to flip things, flipping as if flying, and said without looking back:

"No, Libo said that those who are deep and vicious will often hide the antidote, so that even if they are killed, the poisoned person opposite will fall into more painful despair after the ecstasy, and there is a good chance that they will choose to cut themselves."

"Only those poisons that are simply used as threats can find an antidote in the body, not to mention that we have no other way, the two guards guarding the avenue at the door, I am not an opponent at all." Although he reacted instinctively to this situation, Wang Anfeng still felt a little wrong in his heart.

Just now he misestimated the strength of the master, Liu Wuqiu slapped him on the back with a solid palm, and when he hit it, the sound was violent, but there was only a gentle push to help him get out, he didn't have anything to do, but the old man was shocked and exclaimed, what is the Imperial Qi Armor.

The outer clothes on his body were given to him by Xue Qinshuang, and the clothes inside were made of cloth by himself, how could a cloth of thirty wen and one foot be what kind of Qi Treasure Armor?

There is also a combination of wine and meat poisoning, although it is very powerful, but 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 out of the basket?

Wouldn't it be better to smoke poisoning?

Xiahou Xuan on the side didn't know what Wang Anfeng was thinking in his heart, but he felt that what he said was very reasonable, only the shouts were heard outside, but they were far away, and Wang Anfeng's hands in front of him were moving faster and faster, even if he tried to lighten the sound, it was inevitable that there would be a little friction, and every subtle collision sound was like thunder in Xiahou Xuan's ears, making his heart beat faster.

He lived for fifteen years, but he never had the same horror as he did today.

This room is divided into two halls, not very big, Wang Anfeng quickly rummaged through, but he didn't find any medicine at all, only a jar of old good wine that I don't know how long it had been put on, which was thrown on the bed by Wang Anfeng at will, Xiahou Xuan looked at Wang Anfeng's slightly frowning brows, felt a little dry, and said in a low voice:

"You knock on the wall to see if there's a dark room."

Wang Anfeng bowed his head and knocked it carefully, but there was nothing abnormal, it was a solid wall, which made Xiahou Xuan's heart continue to sink, and he smiled bitterly in his heart:

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

"Sugar gourd, sugar gourd...... Your husband is going to die here...... Remember to be widowed for your husband ......"

Click!

At this moment, there was a sudden crisp sound, Xiahou Xuan's body trembled slightly, his heart accelerated suddenly, and after finding that he did not attract enemies, he took a long breath, and looked at Wang Anfeng with a pair of bright eyes, the latter carefully opened a dark box from the side of the bed, Xiahou Xuan didn't care about his temperament at this time, and asked a little anxiously:

"How? Isn't it a drug?! Bring it to me and show ......."

Wang Anfeng sighed slightly, which made Xiahou Xuan's heart sink, and at this time, the former had already gotten up and came over, and what he was holding in his hand was just a folding fan.

A small poem was written on the top with hairpins, the brushstrokes were delicate, obviously it was done by a woman, the fan surface of the folding fan has been yellowed, I don't know how many years ago the old thing, Xiahou Xuan reluctantly took it, but he couldn't see anything abnormal, but he could only see that this fan was an old thing sixty or seventy years ago.

After a burst of empty joy, Xiahou Gongzi finally fell into powerless despair, threw down the fan casually, and sighed:

"There's no way, I'll make some movement later, you can go first, I and this idiot are worth some money, you go down the mountain to the county town, and find a tuberculosis ghost holding a piano in the largest inn, if you hurry up, we probably still have a breath......"

Wang Anfeng was silent, but his eyes fell on the withered yellow folding fan, which was very well kept, and there was no damage at all, but the poem was circled with bright red cinnabar, which seemed to be quite appreciated, but in addition, there was no peculiarity, raised his eyes and looked at Xiahou Xuan, and said:

“…… Be careful yourself, don't make a sound, I have a way to get out myself. ”

"Hold on."

Xiahou Xuan was slightly startled, and said in a low voice: "What are you going to do?!" ”

"I'm going to burn down their stables, and the horses of those families are enough to make a mess of it."

Wang Anfeng took off the somewhat wide overshirt outside, wore only a strong suit, tightened his wrist guards, put his hand on the door, and said, "Be careful in everything, don't worry about me." ”

"You ......"

Before Xiahou Xuan's voice came out, Wang Anfeng had already opened the door very keenly, rolled over and rolled into a bush, and then leaned towards the stable that he passed by today in his memory.

In the middle of the night, Wang Anfeng walked quickly in the enemy's nest, extremely cautious, but for some reason, the more he walked, the clearer the little poem on the fan in his mind became, and the cinnabar of the four new points on it was bright red, like blood......

Wait, new point?!

Wang Anfeng's footsteps were abrupt, his eyes shrank slightly, and the wrongness that had just existed in his heart became more and more obvious.

It's an old thing...... The treasure is a very precious thing, but why is there a new point of cinnabar?

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

Poem...... Poem......

Wang Anfeng's brows became more and more furrowed, and the more and more intense wrongness made him a little anxious, at this moment, two footsteps came from not far away, his pupils shrank slightly, pressed his body, and the sound of breathing was as subtle as a small beast in the forest, and his right hand was pressed on the dagger on his waist, and two middle-aged men were holding long knives, talking and walking.

"Today's incident, my father, he completely miscalculated......"

"Who's to say it isn't? The guards of the mountain pass were killed, and the two boys were probably gone, and he also bought a poem, wanting to show it in front of the altar owner, hey, the bamboo basket was empty, but it hurt you and me...... That old immortal! ”

The two went far away, but Wang Anfeng stayed in place as if he had been struck by thunder, his eyes lit up slightly, and the things in his mind that made him feel wrong surfaced, and then they were connected like lightning and turned into a picture.

"The old man is not talented, he wrote a pair of poems, and the virtuous nephews will evaluate them."

The new poems, the new cinnabar, the unlocked door, the indispensable poisoning method of wine and meat, and the palm power that only has the power to propel.

The conviction of a serious illness corresponds to the four sentences of that poem.

The avenue is incomprehensible

Sick and mentally overmedicated

Where is the old man and the present

Drunk looking for night rain flag pavilion wine

If these four lines of poetry are arranged, it will naturally not cooperate with the rules of poetry, but if the hidden head corresponds to the hidden end, then those four words are......

Wang Anfeng's pupils contracted suddenly, and he remembered the old wine that he threw on the bed at will.

"The antidote is in the wine!"