When everyone saw Han Xiao's gaffe, they all cast surprised eyes. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Han Xiao hurriedly turned around and pleaded guilty to Wen Baiyu in a hoarse voice, saying that he had drunk too much.

Liu Ruru also stood up, holding a glass of wine, and said to Wen Baiyu with silky eyes: "My cousin usually doesn't go out much, and today is a big event, I am excited for a while, please the owner and all good friends." I drank a glass of wine and made amends for him. As he spoke, he drank it all.

Everyone was already fascinated when they saw Liu Ruru's graceful demeanor and peach blossoms, so they also spoke for Han Xiao.

Wen Baiyu nodded with a smile, and with a wave of his hand, the maids on both sides quickly reorganized a table of delicacies.

Han Xiao saw Liu Ruru squeezing her eyes at herself fiercely, sat down sideways, her heart was pounding, and she couldn't calm down anymore.

Wen Baiyu said: "Remove the handcuffs and shackles and give him a sword." "The men are doing what they are told.

Han Xiao hid behind, peeked at it, saw his grandfather passively receiving the sword in his hand, looked at the sword body stupidly, looked like a fool, for a long time, he laughed a few times in his throat, his body moved, and he showed a set of swordsmanship. At the beginning, the body turned with the sword, one move and one style, and gradually like the wind and falling leaves, like a frightening Hong, and later the sword light flew and was full of brilliance.

Everyone was stunned and applauded.

Wen Baiyu's eyes flickered, and he raised his wine glass and said: "This sword technique is the 'Falling Sky Sword Technique', which is really pleasing to the eyes and heart." Observe this swordsmanship, and drink a large cup. He was the first to raise a glass of wine, tilted his neck and drank it.

Han Xiao saw that everyone had raised their wine glasses, and was about to serve them, when he suddenly felt a figure flashing in front of him, only to see his grandfather shoot up, the human sword was one, and the shining sword tip stabbed towards Wen Baiyu's throat very quickly.

At this moment, Wen Baiyu leaned his neck and drank, not looking away, exposing his throat. The rest of the people were drunk and hot, and they raised their glasses in a mess, and they didn't notice it for a while. By the time someone noticed it and shouted out loud, the tip of Bai Yuanshan's sword had already pierced Wen Baiyu's throat.

Han Xiao held the handle of the knife excitedly, and when his grandfather's blow was effective, he was about to draw the knife.

Who knew that Wen Baiyu seemed to be okay, but when the tip of the sword could be stabbed, his wrist made a "ding" sound, and he just caught the tip of the sword with a wine glass, and it was difficult to enter a bit. The crowd shouted and stood up, about to come to their aid. Wen Baiyu smiled slightly, the wine glass shook, and an invisible vitality was stimulated, the steel sword in Bai Yuanshan's hand was broken, he screamed, turned a few heels in mid-air, and fell to the ground.

Several tiger and wolf-like subordinates pounced, punched and kicked, and locked Bai Yuanshan's hands and feet with fine steel chains.

Bai Yuanshan's eyes were cracked, and his mouth was full of scolding. Wen Baiyu waved his hand, and his subordinates dragged Bai Yuanshan down.

Seeing everyone's look of surprise, Wen Baiyu laughed, poured a glass of wine himself, and said, "A small episode, refresh everyone." Come, let's continue drinking, the room is ready, no one is allowed to leave today. Let's have a non-drunk and don't go home!"

Everyone applauded, staggered, and praised Wen Baiyu's cultivation as profound.

Han Xiao's heart was about to jump out. Seeing that Liu Ruru kept looking at herself, she knew that it was not easy to be exposed at this time, so she gritted her teeth and endured it. I heard Wen Baiyu say that she was going to stay overnight today, and she was in the middle of it. I forced the color and drank with everyone desperately.

At some point, huge pine oil lamps were lit at the four corners of the lobby, shining as bright as day, and it was already twilight outside the window. I don't know how many times I added the wine and food, and this birthday banquet went on for a whole afternoon. At first, drunk people were lying on the table, or slipped under the table, and immediately someone helped them out. There are also people who are too drunk to get up to say goodbye, and staggering to follow their subordinates to the guest room to rest.

Han Xiao spent a long time in great torment, and at this time he also stood up, reported to Wen Baiyu, and said inarticulately: "I can't drink too much, say goodbye first!" Then followed the two subordinates and staggered out.

The night breeze outside was slightly cool, and Han Xiao couldn't help but feel excited. Drunken eyes squinted, and saw that the Green Willow Villa had been immersed in a field of lights, and the green mountains in the distance were shrouded in night, dark like a sleeping giant beast. He was tossing under his feet, and he seemed to be really drunk. When the two men led him to the guest room, he collapsed on the bed, and immediately began to snore.

The two subordinates quietly led the door, and there was a sound of thin footsteps, which seemed to be far away.

Han Xiao sat up with a snort, inhaled and clenched his fists, trembling all over.

What a surprise! Who would have thought that the answer would suddenly be found after being at a loss for a moment. I didn't expect my grandfather to be imprisoned in the Green Willow Villa, this Wen Baiyu was really not an idle person, he must be the mastermind behind the Meng family. Now that my grandfather is here, my father and mother and other relatives of the Bai family must also be here.

Thinking of his relatives who were looking forward to it day and night, and didn't know where he was falling in, he was somewhere not far from him at this moment, Han Xiao trembled excitedly, the hatred and bitterness that had accumulated for a long time, he really wanted to scream at this moment, in order not to make himself scream, he stuffed his wrist into his mouth, trembling all over, and left deep tooth marks on his wrist.

He forced himself to calm down, knowing that his grandfather was imprisoned in a dungeon in the back mountain, where it must be heavily guarded, and at this moment he could only wait for the opportunity, and when the guards were tired in the second half of the night, he could act. He sat cross-legged on the bed and quietly waited for the opportunity.

The words and laughter in the cottage gradually disappeared, the barking of dogs became farther and farther away, and the lights of the stars were extinguished one after another. Under the cover of night, the whole mountain villa is quiet, and the people who have been noisy all day during the day must have fallen asleep at this moment. Han Xiao carefully inspected his body, wrapped the cuffs and trouser legs neatly, cut off the ghost head in his hand, pushed open the window, and jumped out gently.

After arguing about the direction, the cat's waist sped away in the direction of the back mountain. On the way, I met a martial artist who patrolled the night three or five times, and with the wonderful "medicine collection song" method, the martial artist yawned, and he dodged by, and he was not found at all.

This Green Willow Villa is somewhat similar to Baijiabao, both of which are built on the mountain. The difference is that Greenwillow Lodge starts on flat ground and extends all the way up the hill. Especially the courtyards in the back, in fact, they are already close to the halfway up the mountain.

Han Xiao walked through the last courtyard, and saw that there was a faint corner of light on the mountain in the distance, knowing that it should be the back mountain that Wen Baiyu said, so he hid in the flowers and trees, and continued to walk forward like a ghost.

Suddenly, there was a bottomless trench in front of him, about 20 zhang wide, blocking the way. Han Xiao hesitated for a moment, and saw a light flickering not far from him, listen carefully, if there is a voice. I quietly touched it, and it turned out that there was a wooden bridge across the trench. A tower sentry, impartial, built in the middle of a wooden bridge.

To cross the bridge, it is necessary to cross the tower. And the lights and human voices are coming from inside the tower. Presumably, there must be guards, and it is impossible to think about the silent past. It is not advisable to break through hard, after what he saw during the day, Han Xiao knew that the martial artists of this Green Willow Villa were not low in cultivation, and if they quarreled with him, the matter would be revealed.

After thinking about it for a while, I looked at the wooden bridge that crossed it, and suddenly I had a way. He carefully inserted the ghost head chop in his back, moved carefully in the grass, reached the edge of the cliff, felt the stones on the mountain wall, lowered his body into the trench, and then moved carefully to the position of the wooden bridge like a gecko.

When you get to the bottom of the bridge, you can climb the edge of the wooden bridge with your fingers, hang your body in the air, hold your breath, slowly change hands, and move to the opposite bank. Halfway through, I was blown by the mountain wind in the trench, and my body shook a few times, and I almost fell.

In this way, with the strength of ten fingers, he finally reached the other side. I saw a small wooden house with lights on a cliff in front of me, presumably the entrance to the dungeon, and quietly sneaked over.

With the cultivation of the three turns of the battle soul, he unfolded the "medicine collection song" method, and in the deep mountains at night, he was really light and agile as an ape, and even a bird was never startled.

Outside the wooden house, the lights flickered and there was no sound. He peered through the crack in the window and saw a table with a mess of cups and plates. The two black-clothed martial artists were sleeping soundly on the table. Presumably today, the owner of the village has a big birthday, and these martial artists have also been rewarded with a lot of wine and food, so that they eat and drink and get drunk, and fall asleep.

Han Xiao saw a large string of swarthy keys hanging on the waist of one of the martial artists, and couldn't help but be ecstatic in his heart, secretly saying that God really helped me.

He opened the window with the tip of his knife, lifted a crack with his hand, lifted his body, and fell into the room. The two warriors were still asleep, unaware.

Han Xiao said in his heart, let you sleep soundly. With two palms, the two martial artists didn't snort in their sleep, and their necks were crooked, and they fainted. Han Xiao grabbed the key on the martial artist's waist and hurriedly searched for the entrance to the dungeon. After looking inside the house, he found that there was nothing suspicious, and then he went outside the house and followed the mountain wall, and there was no hidden hole. Anxious, he returned to the house.

After careful investigation, I still found nothing, and I couldn't help but become anxious. I accidentally pressed my hand on the table in the middle, and it felt strange, but when I looked closely, the table was made of fine iron. I lifted it casually, but I didn't move at all.

Han Xiao knew that there was something strange about this table, so he hurriedly moved the two unconscious martial artists to the corner of the wall, grabbed the sides of the table on both sides with both hands, and lifted it hard, and the four legs of the table were connected to an iron plate, and moved aside, and there was a dark hole below.

Han Xiao was overjoyed, took a pine oil lamp from the wall and shone it down, saw a slip of steps sloping down, gritted his teeth, held the ghost head in his hand, and jumped down.

Down the steps, there was another iron door in front of him, Han Xiao saw a big stainless steel lock on it, and he couldn't break it with his hands at all, so he hurriedly tried the bunch of keys one by one, and when he tried the fifth, the big lock clicked open, Han Xiao opened the iron door, and there was a corridor inside, and he used a lamp to shine, only to see two rows of cells on both sides, and the doors were made of whole huge iron, and a small square hole next to it was counted as a window.

Han Xiao hurriedly shone with a lamp, looking for one cell after another, the lights were everywhere, and he saw these detainees, some of them were hanging from iron chains, some were tied up on stone beds, and some were shrunk in the corners of the wall without knowing whether they were dead or alive, the situation was so miserable that it was like hell on earth. Han Xiao carefully identified that among these people, there were no people from the Bai family.

I found the last room, through the small hole in the iron door, and shone it in with a lamp, only to see a person curled up in the corner of the wall, judging from the figure behind it, it was the grandfather I saw in the lobby during the day.

Han Xiao shouted softly twice, "Grandpa, grandpa", Bai Yuanshan didn't know if he was asleep or injured and unconscious, and he didn't react. Hurriedly used the key in his hand to open the big lock on the iron door. There were twenty or thirty of these keys, and he didn't know which one was, only one of them was experimented one by one.

I was worried that I would be found out after a long delay. The more anxious I am, the more my hands tremble, the more my hands tremble, and the more I can't open them. It wasn't until a bunch of keys were almost finished that one could be inserted, and with a slight twist and click, the lock opened.

Han Xiao took off the big lock, pushed open the iron door, and rushed in, shouting, "Grandpa, grandpa!" Touching this person's shoulder with his hand, he felt something different, and suddenly moved this person over, and couldn't help but sigh. It turned out that this was actually a wooden man, wearing his grandfather's clothes outside.

Realizing that he had been fooled, when Han Xiao was about to retreat, he only heard a clang, and when he looked up, the iron door had been locked from the outside. A voice laughed: "Boy, is it good for your Grandpa Meng to catch turtles in this urn?"

Han Xiao's body trembled, and he heard from his voice that it was the third eldest of the three brothers of the Meng family, Meng Qiyu. Looking from the window again, there were a few people standing outside, except for Meng Qiyu, Wen Baiyu, Meng Qishan, and Meng Qifeng were impressively listed.