didn't have time to hide anything, Fan Xian picked up the dishes, ran over and pulled Xu Chuan, and said urgently: "Big brother, go out with me first." ”

He still didn't want to directly expose the poison in the dish in front of the old lady, for fear of scaring the old man.

But as Emperor Qing's mother, the old lady has seen far more winds and waves than he imagined, and this kind of inferior method of poisoning vegetables is impossible to cause the slightest wave in the old lady's heart.

Xu Chuan saw that Fan Xian was in a hurry, and he didn't resist, nodded at the old lady, and followed him out of the dining hall and went to his bedroom in the side courtyard.

Back in the room, Fan Xian put down the plate of fried bamboo artemisia and went to rush to find medicine.

When he found the medicine, he looked back and was shocked.

What about that big plate of bamboo artemisia just now?

He watched Xu Chuan slowly take a handkerchief and wipe his mouth, and couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

"You, have eaten them all?"

Xu Chuan said with an aftertaste: "This dish is really good, the taste is unique, especially the spicy fragrance, the aftertaste is long, this seasoning should not be cheap." ”

Fan Xian looked at the small packet of emetic powder in his hand, then looked at Xu Chuan, turned his head and took out all his inventory.

Syllable.

put it in front of Xu Chuan, and said with a sad face: "Big brother, this dish is poisonous, you still eat it all!" ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the white powder and said, "Quick, big brother, this is used to induce vomiting, eat it quickly, otherwise it will be too late." ”

After speaking, he first took some white powder and swallowed it, then put his fingers into his throat, digging desperately, and after a while, he finally vomited all the leftovers in his stomach.

This taste is obviously uncomfortable, Xu Chuan is interesting to watch, but he has no intention of following suit.

After Fan Xian vomited, seeing that Xu Chuan was not moving, he suddenly felt depressed in his heart, and said: "Big brother, this dish is really poisonous, you believe me!" ”

Xu Chuan made himself a cup of tea with a leisurely expression, took a sip lightly and said, "I believe you, and I also know that this dish is poisonous." ”

Fan Xian was stunned, do you know that you still eat? Did you come to touch porcelain?

Xu Chuan looked at Fan Xian's expression, and always felt that he didn't think of anything good, he put down the teacup, and said lightly: "Do you know that the use of poison is ineffective. ”

Fan Xian's eyes widened, he looked at the young man in front of him who was not much older than himself, and asked in shock, "You are a master of the Nine Grades?" ”

It's not that he hasn't seen a master, he has seen Wuzhu who is comparable to a great grandmaster, and he has seen it for twelve years.

But the young man in front of him seemed to be a few years older than him, and he actually had a nine-rank cultivation, which still shocked and discouraged him.

He didn't think that in a few years, he would be able to cultivate the domineering true qi in his body to the realm of the ninth grade.

Xu Chuan shook his head and said with a smile: "That's not it, but my physique is special, and ordinary nine-rank martial artists can't compare to me, as for this poison, it tastes good, I think it's okay to be a seasoning." ”

Fan Xian's brain is full of question marks, not Jiupin, but his physique is stronger than Jiupin, what is the situation?

He suddenly remembered that his Uncle Wuzhu, who had never practiced martial arts, but could fight the Great Grandmaster.

He always felt that he was being shown off unconsciously.

At this time, he remembered that although he had vomited clean, there might still be residual poison in his body, so he quickly turned around and took out a few pills he had prepared from the cabinet, and took them with water.

Xu Chuan looked at him and said softly, "Don't you go and see who gave this poison?" ”

Fan Xian smiled sweetly, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and said, "Of course you have to see it, and you have to see it more clearly and clearly." ”

...

Xu Chuan followed Fan Xian to the back kitchen, and after asking where today's dish came from, he left Earl Beppu and came to a narrow street in the port of Shanzhou.

Seeing Fan Xian crawling in like a cat hooking the wall, Xu Chuan couldn't help but think of himself a few years ago, and he was also a good hand at climbing over the wall.

Shaking his head with a smile, he tiptoed a little, lightly crossed the earthen wall that was a foot high, and quietly landed beside Fan Xian.

He was just about to enter Lao Ha's room with Fan Xian, when his brows suddenly moved and he stopped in place.

He sensed the breath of a person outside the door, but he shouldn't have been able to perceive it, but he felt it, indicating that the person deliberately made him perceive it.

Then he understood what the man meant.

"I'm waiting for you here!" He whispered.

Fan Xian was stunned for a moment, glanced back at him, nodded, and turned into Lao Ha's room.

Xu Chuan didn't care about everything in the room anymore, he just quietly felt the breath of the person outside the door and fell into silence.

Not far away, under the sound of the vegetable market selling and the sound of horse-drawn carriages moving, an extremely brief battle suddenly broke out in the room.

After a while, Fan Xian looked like he was prostration, holding a dagger and pushing open the door and walking out.

And at some point, there was a blind man with black strips of cloth on his eyes.

Xu was because of outsiders, Wuzhu didn't say much, he stood quietly in place and said, "You go back first." ”

Fan Xian nodded, he glanced at Xu Chuan, who was standing silently on the other side, and opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he shook his head and went straight out along the back wall.

He had a feeling that the apprentice of this great grandmaster seemed to have come to find Uncle Wuzhu, so Uncle Wuzhu would naturally take care of the rest of the matter.

In the courtyard, Wuzhu and Xu Chuan stood opposite each other, and the atmosphere was slightly tense.

Xu Chuan had a clear understanding, if he didn't make his identity and purpose clear, and show the fact that he would not pose a threat to Fan Xian, Wuzhu would not hesitate to make a move.

There is a high probability that Wuzhu only needs one move to insert the iron hammer in his hand into his throat.

When the time comes, no matter how good his physique is, if he hits the vital point, he will still die.

Therefore, he said three words very decisively.

"My teacher is a four-looking sword!"

"He asked me to say hello to you on his behalf!"

"Also, I personally want to train under you for a while!"

When Wuzhu heard the name, he seemed to remember something, but not much, his memory was intermittent, and the tense atmosphere in the air was much lighter.

He looked at Xu Chuan, although his eyes were covered with black cloth, Xu Chuan had a feeling of being looked at by the other party again.

"Shoot!"

With two simple words, Wuzhu raised the iron fiber in his hand.

Xu Chuan knew that Wuzhu probably had no killing intent at this moment, but he was still nervous in his heart.

He vaguely guessed Wuzhu's thoughts.

One is to verify the truth of what he says, and the other is to test whether he is qualified to train under him.

Xu Chuan knew that the next moment was the time to decide whether he would stay.

So he drew his sword very solemnly and seriously.