Young man on white horse, I am in the human world, who dares to call himself an immortal?

"I can teach you, but you have to promise me one thing." Wen Jiutian chuckled.

"As long as you don't mention the engagement, everything will be fine. The Eighth Young Master of Beili is as good as his word." Lei Wusha grinned, and he was serious this time.

"Okay, I won't tell you about this now. I'll tell you in the future when I need it." Wen Jiutian said seriously.

Outside the temple, two young men and boys, who were ten years apart, drank a pot of wine each.

Half drunk, the two chatted a lot that night, and Wen Jiutian also taught Lei Wusha Xiaoyao Yufeng.

Unfortunately, in one night, he only understood the first level of entry.

"I heard that you are very talented in writing?" Wen Jiutian looked at Lei Wusha, who was a little drunk and holding his face with his hand.

"Not many people know that I am a great writer." Lei Mengsha sighed: "When I wrote, the articles I wrote spread all over Tianqi. Everyone who read them was excited, so I was called Burning Ink. Unfortunately, now people only remember me as a talkative person." Lei Mengsha's originally proud look became a little depressed.

"You are an ambitious person. You can write to pacify the world and you can fight to determine the fate of the world." Wen Jiutian couldn't help but admire.

"Okay, Wen Jiutian, I'm determined to be your friend. Let's drink this glass of wine." Lei Wusha was getting drunk.

In this scene, Wen Jiutian suddenly thought of a poem he had learned before, and couldn't help reciting it:

Don't you see,

The water of the Yellow River comes from the sky,

It flows to the sea and never returns.

Don't you see,

The white hair in the mirror of the hall is sad,

It was black in the morning and turned into snow in the evening.

When you are happy in life, you must enjoy it to the fullest,

Don't let the golden cup face the moon empty.

I was born with talent that must be useful,

I will get it back even if I spend all my money.

Cooking sheep and cattle is fun,

I will drink three hundred cups at a time.

Master Cen,

Mr. Danqiu,

Let's drink,

Don't stop.

I will sing a song for you,

Please listen to me.

Bells, drums, and jade are not expensive,

I just want to be drunk forever and never wake up.

All the saints and wise men in ancient times were lonely,

Only drinkers left their names.

In the past, King Chen held a banquet in Pingle,

He drank ten thousand cups of wine and had fun.

Why does the host say that he has little money?

I must buy some wine to drink with you.

Five-colored horses,

Fur coats worth thousands of gold,

Call the children to go out and exchange for good wine,

Let's share the eternal sorrow with you.

.......

Lei Wusha was stunned, sobered up, and clapped his hands, "Well, I didn't expect you to be so talented. You can write such poems, which only shows that you are kind-hearted and unrestrained."

As he said, he picked up the wine pot on the ground and drank a big gulp: "Hey, did I take the wrong wine pot?"

"Father-in-law, you..." Staring at the wine pot in Lei Mengsha's hand, Wen Jiutian sighed: "It's over."

"What's over?" Lei Mengsha was more and more surprised.

"You just drank my wine!" Wen Jiutian pointed to the wine pot in Lei Mengsha's hand.

"Is there any problem?" Lei Mengsha was not feeling well.

"That's my second uncle's blood."

"Boy, don't make fun of me, you have said this many times." Lei Mengsha pretended to be calm, but he was actually panicking.

He couldn't help it, holding Wen Jiutian's shoulders and asked: "Can you solve it?"

"Yes, but I have to bleed." Wen Jiutian frowned.

"My second uncle, Wen Jujiu, you know, his poison skills are very powerful. The Wen family's powerful poison skills are all soaked in poison jars. In fact, it's nothing, it's just..."

"Boy, don't cheat me, it's just what?" Lei Mengsha was going crazy.

Wen Jiutian smiled awkwardly and said: "It's this pot of wine. I don't think it's strong enough, so I secretly added a few drops of my own blood. I have the most poisonous physique in the world, the evil poison body. Have you heard of the story of the spear and the shield?"

Lei Mengsha shook his head, his nose began to bleed, and blood slowly appeared in his eyes, mouth corners, and ears.

"Father-in-law, don't get excited first, look, you are bleeding from all seven orifices." Wen Jiutian pointed at Lei Mengsha's face.

He wiped the corner of his mouth with his hand, took a closer look, and his face turned pale as paper in an instant: "Boy, you make the conditions, I can do anything you ask me to do. Don't you want to have a child marriage with me? How about this, after this matter is settled, you come back to Tianqi with me. My wife is Li Xinyue from Jianxin Tomb. She has a cousin who is about your age. I will let her introduce her to you. The condition is that I can't die."

"Hey, father-in-law, you can say whatever you want, but you can't eat whatever you want. I didn't mean it." Wen Jiutian spread his hands.

"Look, I really don't covet beauty. If Li Hanyi marries in the future, it's not impossible to use her aunt as a dowry. Our Wen family is very big."

Wen Jiutian laughed, looked at Lei Mengsha's bloody face, and sighed deeply. "Oh, it's really too difficult."

"Boy, don't scare me,Save me, I will do anything for you. "Lei Mengsha covered his stomach, suddenly felt a sweetness in his throat, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"It's over, I'm going to die." Lei Mengsha looked up in despair in the direction of Tianqi City.

Suddenly, he felt a "ripping" sound in his thigh, and a sharp pain came.

Looking down, his face turned even paler: "What are you doing, kid?"

"Didn't I tell you? I'm poisoned and need to bleed." Wen Jiutian held a wine jar bigger than his head, smiling and pretending, for fear of leaking a drop.

Seeing this scene, Lei Mengsha suddenly laughed and said, "Kid, don't let me see that you are playing tricks on me, otherwise I..."

"Hiss..." As he spoke, there was another "ripping" sound.

"Father-in-law, bear it, change one leg, that one is too slow. "Wen Jiutian was very excited.

There was no way, he didn't want it, but Lei Mengsha gave too much.

It was necessary to bleed. If he was only poisoned by the wine, it would be fine.

But Lei Mengsha drank the wine with Wen Jiutian's own blood.

"Father-in-law, have you been to Lingnan?" Wen Jiutian said softly while bleeding seriously.

Lei Mengsha shook his head in a daze, and I didn't know if he could hear clearly.

"Then you must not have heard about a tragedy in Lingnan thirteen years ago." Wen Jiutian smiled meaningfully.

"Back then, there was another family of poisoners in Lingnan. They were very strong. They sneaked into the Wen family and secretly took me away in order to share the territory with the Wen family in Lingnan. On the way, I was injured, also in the thigh, and I bleed a lot. Finally, they sent me to the ten thousand meter high mountain where their clan leader lived. "

"Why did they take you away? "Lei Mengsha, who was pale, asked.

"Because at that time, I was already the next generation of the Wen family." Wen Jiutian smiled and told his story meaningfully.

"When I woke up again, I found that their entire family, 11,341 people, were all dead, bleeding from all seven orifices, and the bodies were rotting, but no poisonous insects, snakes or ants dared to approach, and it is now a dead end."

"Grandpa closed off the area within a hundred miles. It has been thirteen years. The paradise that was originally beautiful with mountains and rivers has now become a desert with no grass..."