The Grand Void – Becoming a Dragon

Is this the fairy wine pot?

The jug is so big, the body of the fairy is probably as tall as the house?

Young master, can I drink this wine in the future?

Whether it is Shuang Ling or Bai Lao, they are very curious about the Baishen pot that the young master bought for thousands of taels of silver on a whim.

Seeing that girl Shuang Ling was very curious, she seemed to want to reach out and touch her.

Seeing this, Zhuang Ming reached out and patted the back of her hand.

Don't move around.

Okay. Shuang Ling took it back, touched the back of the hand that was slapped, and flattened her mouth.

The so-called Baishen Pot is actually a poison. Zhuang Ming pondered for a while before explaining: The images of the hundreds of gods on it are actually not sculptures of gods, but the incarnation of poison. Venom oozes from the gap between the lid and the body of the pot, not to mention drinking it and dying, even if you touch the venom, you will die.

As he said that, Zhuang Ming said again: Just now I saw the people in Anzhuang moving them carefully, with fear in their eyes, obviously they have suffered a big loss. Remember to order this thing, after it is moved back to Qianlong Villa, remove all the dry matter. Other than Yang Yinming, no one else is allowed to touch it.

When Shuang Ling heard this, her face turned pale, and she quickly retreated.

Bai Lao was surprised: Isn't this some kind of immortal wine?

Zhuang Ming smiled and said: It's just a gimmick, if it's really some kind of fairy wine, An Zhuang is willing to release it?

Shuang Ling seemed to understand, but nodded.

Bai Lao pondered for a while, what does the young master want this poison for?

But there are some things that are not easy to ask, so they are kept in the bottom of my heart.

Since it cost thousands of taels of silver to buy such a poison, the young master is naturally useful for the young master.

——

Travel about three to five miles.

The carriage stopped.

Shuang Ling and Bai Lao both looked puzzled.

And Zhuang Ming had already seen the person ahead through Yin Ming who was driving the chariot.

That's the person from Zhuang's firm, and he came here at full speed.

Young master. The man approached, got off his horse, and gave a salute.

Come here. Zhuang Ming stretched out his hand to open the curtain of the car, and said, I remember you. You worked under Lu He. I remember that your name is Liu Quan, and you are skilled.

The villain is Liu Quan. Liu Quan was pleasantly surprised when he heard that the young master remembered him, and hurriedly said: The villain was sent by Master Lu to come to Huaibei to deliver a letter to the young master.

Send it up.

Zhuang Ming took the letter, glanced at it, and smiled.

This is Lu He's handwriting.

There are not many words in the letter.

Only sixteen characters.

Although there was an accident, it has been calmed down, and the son's order has roughly been fulfilled.

Very good. Zhuang Ming put away the letter, looked at Liu Quan, and said, Does Lu He have anything else to tell you?

Just deliver the letter, nothing else. Liu Quan replied.

So, you can go back with us. Zhuang Ming nodded and said.

Yes, son. Liu Quan said.

Let's go.

Zhuang Ming lowered the car curtain and let out a breath slowly.

With such a letter from Lu He, it seems that the overall situation has been settled.

However, Song Tianyuan's strategy was not to destroy Zhuang's business overnight, so for Zhuang Ming, Song Tianyuan's arrangement could not be cleaned up overnight, and it would take a few more days to follow up.

But the situation has been settled by him.

The Song family in Xuancheng couldn't turn around.

Even Song Tianyuan was helpless.

But Zhuang Ming didn't intend to stop there.

Drive slowly.

Zhuang Ming said lightly: Wait a little longer.

Shuang Ling asked cautiously, Who are you waiting for?

Zhuang Ming said softly: Song Tianyuan.

——

After a stick of incense.

The carriage stopped again.

My lord, there are people blocking the way ahead. Liu Quan said solemnly.

As expected. Zhuang Ming responded.

A person from Song Tianyuan? Bai Lao asked.

It's him. Zhuang Ming said: Since his people are blocking the way, Song Tianyuan must be catching up soon.

Why did the people from Anzhuang let him out? Shuang Ling couldn't help asking.

Of course he has his own way. Zhuang Ming said with a smile.

Young Master, what should we do now? Liu Quan hesitated for a moment, and said, Think of them as robbers blocking the way, and kill them?

Not urgent.

Zhuang Ming smiled slightly.

Including Yin Ming, there were seven guards on this trip, plus Liu Quan later, there were eight of them.

But the number of opponents is as many as eighteen.

The reason why Liu Quan was confident that he could kill them was because Yin Ming was here.

Qian Yang and Yin Ming are recognized as master-level powerhouses in the martial arts world today.

A master of martial arts, one against a hundred.

——

Outside the dark village.

Song Tianyuan's face was gloomy, and he walked out slowly with his guards.

There are already his people outside, waiting here, ready for the horse.

Master.

Has anyone stopped it?

Song Liang has already gone to intercept him. The other party has just walked not far away. He is riding in a carriage. He will definitely be able to intercept him.

Get on the horse.

Song Tianyuan got on his horse, simply and neatly.

With murderous intent in his eyes, he was really angry.

Annei suffered a loss, but it was still a small one.

But all the external plans failed and fell into the hands of Zhuang Ming.

This is the biggest loss he has ever suffered in his life!

——

On the official road.

The two groups of people confronted each other for a long time.

There were eighteen men in blue shirts holding weapons in front of them, all masked, blocking the road, but they were extremely fearful.

And here, the two carriages have all stopped.

Liu Quan led six guards and stopped at the front, with awe-inspiring murderous intent, but eager to move.

The eighteen people blocking the way were a little scared.

On the contrary, there are fewer people here, full of killing intent.

The mentality of the people on both sides seems to have been reversed.

From time to time, eyes fell on the person driving the carriage.

Yin Ming was of medium build, wearing a white-patterned blue shirt, with a cold look on his face, without saying a word.

This is the confidence of Liu Quan and others, and it is also the root of the other party's fear.

At this moment, Yin Ming got off the carriage suddenly.

The atmosphere in the arena suddenly changed.

The eighteen people on the other side drew their knives out of their sheaths, with a hint of fear in their eyes.

Liu Quan and the others even thought that Yin Ming was about to make a move, and immediately showed joy, ready to go.

Yin Ming just glanced at it and ignored it. Instead, he walked to the carriage behind and took out a wooden chair with wheels.

It's almost there, let's go down first.

Zhuang Ming sat in the car with his eyes slightly closed, as if he was waiting for something, and after a while, he heard him say this out loud.

Shuang Lingman supported him, avoided the Baishen Pot, and got off the carriage.

As for Yin Ming, he has put the wheelchair beside the carriage.

When Zhuang Ming sat down in the wheelchair.

There was the sound of horseshoes behind him.

There are more than twenty riders, coming very fast.

The horse's hooves passed, setting off billows of dust.

My lord, it's Song Tianyuan. Shuang Ling said softly.

It's not too late. Zhuang Ming said with a light smile.

First, I sent people to block the way, but now I am chasing them from behind, encircling them from front to back, I am afraid that the comers are not good. Bai Lao said a little worried.

If he doesn't come, if he stays in hiding, he will definitely come back and become a serious problem to my confidant. But since he has come... Zhuang Ming said indifferently: It means that he is at the end of his rope.