Chapter 27 Look what this is?
Listening to the thunderous snoring in the dilapidated temple, one after another, Wan Xingchen's heart was like a turbulent sea, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.
Tonight everyone ate the steamed corn bread distributed by the soldiers, but everyone else was safe and sound, which means that the poisonous steamed corn bread was most likely in their home and Uncle Wan Er's home.
Fortunately, everyone had not yet eaten their steamed buns, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.
Thinking of this, Wan Xingchen's eyes flashed with a cold light, as cold as the night stars. He stared at the group of officers and soldiers lying outside. He wondered secretly, who put poison in the steamed buns in an attempt to murder them?
Then, Wan Xingchen realized something even more terrifying. The soldiers' target must be their family of five, but all the steamed corn bread in their home tonight had been replaced by Grandma Wan. In other words, the poisoned corn bread was originally theirs.
Wan Xingchen tightly held the steamed bread and said to Wan Laoer without hesitation: "Uncle Wan Er, please wake up Grandma Wan immediately. I have something very important to ask her."
When Wan Laoer looked at the steamed bun in Wan Xingchen's hand, he couldn't help but have an ominous premonition in his heart. Could it be that this steamed bun was really poisonous?
Wan Lao Er did not dare to delay for even a second and hurriedly and gently woke up Wan Lao Tai.
"Mom, mom - wake up." Old Mrs. Wan slept unusually deeply tonight. When she was traveling in the past, her sons would take turns carrying her on their backs.
However, during the day, Wan Lao San was injured, and Wan Lao Si and Wan Lao Er helped to carry Wan Jinshu, so Wan Lao Tai had to walk with everyone.
It's quite difficult for her to keep up with the team at her age.
Once you fall asleep now, it will be difficult to wake you up.
Wan Laoer called out several times before finally waking up Grandma Wan.
"Second brother, what's wrong?" Old Mrs. Wan opened her eyes with difficulty, and then closed them slowly, obviously still immersed in deep sleepiness.
Wan Lao Er glanced at Wan Xingchen, his eyes revealing a hint of anxiety.
Wan Xingchen hurried over, squatted down, and asked Grandma Wan in a low voice: "Grandma Wan, where is the steamed bread you replaced for my family tonight?"
Old Mrs. Wan raised her hand and weakly patted the bag in front of her. She was so sleepy that she didn't even want to speak.
Seeing this, Wan Laoer hurriedly reached out to take Old Lady Wan's bag, but before he opened it, the bag fell apart.
So that's why. No wonder the mouse could carry away a whole steamed bun!
However, there seemed to be more than four steamed buns inside. All the sixteen steamed buns distributed by the officers and soldiers tonight were inside, including the one that just disappeared, and there were still fifteen left.
Wan Laoer and Wan Xingchen were both stunned. It was really difficult to pick out four from these fifteen steamed buns.
This mouse was really unlucky. It just pulled something poisonous.
Wan Xingchen glanced at Wan Laoer, then looked down at the steamed buns in the bundle and said, "Uncle Wan Er, these steamed buns may have to be thrown away.
We don't know which ones are poisonous and which ones are not. To be safe, it's better not to eat them.
And I think those officers and soldiers have a lot of resentment towards you because of our family. Maybe the steamed buns in our two families have been poisoned."
Wan Laoer naturally had no objection. When it came to saving his life, a few potentially poisonous steamed buns were nothing.
"Second Young Master, leave these steamed buns with me for safekeeping. I'll tell my old lady when it's daybreak before throwing them away. Otherwise, she will definitely scold you."
Wan Xingchen agreed without hesitation and handed the bag to Wan Laoer intact.
"Second Master, I think you shouldn't eat those steamed buns in your house. They might be poisonous.
Your eldest brother and I just went out to find some new food. Even if we don’t eat steamed bread anymore, we can still reach the border town safely.”
Wan Xingchen's eyes lit up. Could it be that his elder brother was not here and had gone out to find food?
"Uncle Wan Er, have you found anything delicious?" Wan Xingchen was extremely excited, his eyes fixed on Wan Lao Er.
Wan Laoer couldn't wait to pull out half a bag of sweet potatoes hidden under the shrine.
"Look what this is? Sweet potato! Have you ever eaten it?"
Wan Xingchen nodded quickly and said, "Of course I have. We often eat whole grains in our house. Sweet potatoes taste great and can be used to make many delicious dishes. But in my opinion, they are most delicious when steamed. They are original, fragrant, sweet and soft, and much more delicious than steamed bread."
Wan Lao Er lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "That's because you haven't tasted roasted sweet potatoes. Roasted sweet potatoes are more fragrant and sticky. If there is a chance tomorrow, uncle will roast one for you and you will know once you taste it."
After saying that, Wan Laoer quickly put the bag away.
Seeing that Wan Xingmo had not returned yet, Wan Xingchen asked, "Second Uncle Wan, why hasn't my eldest brother come back yet?"
Wan Lao's hands trembled, and worry appeared on his face again. He didn't know how to start.
"What happened? Where is my elder brother now?" Wan Xingchen was meticulous and noticed something unusual instantly.
Seeing that he could no longer hide the truth, Wan Laoer told everyone everything that had just happened in the yard.
"What? Assassin? Why didn't you tell me earlier?" After hearing this, Wan Xingchen showed an anger on his face. He immediately turned around, picked up Wan Jinshu's spear on the ground, and walked out.
At this moment, suddenly, a figure rushed in from the door like a gust of wind, and entered the ruined temple in a few jumps.
Wan Xingchen smelled a faint scent of blood, and saw Wan Xingmo holding a sword and walking towards them around the statue.
"Brother! Are you okay?" Wan Xingchen was surprised and happy, and hurried forward to check if Wan Xingmo was injured.
"I'm fine, why haven't you rested yet?" Wan Laoer looked at Wan Xingmo, wanting to say something but stopping himself. Wan Xingmo patted Wan Laoer's shoulder lightly.
"Uncle Wan Er, I have killed all the assassins. The danger has been resolved. You don't have to worry."
Wan Xingmo faced more than a dozen enemies alone and suffered some minor injuries. It was unknown which side sent the killers this time. It was a bit tricky.
He originally wanted to keep the man alive to interrogate him, but he didn't expect that the man would immediately bite himself to death once he caught him, and died without any delay.
The robe he was wearing had long turned brown, and others could not tell where he was injured, so Wan Lao Er only smelled a faint smell of blood on Wan Xingmo's body and could not see the wound.
While Wan Lao Er was shocked, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this young master is very skilled in martial arts, if his own boy also has such skills, then there will be no need to worry about not having a good life.
Wan Xingchen took the opportunity to tell Wan Xingmo that the steamed buns were poisonous.
After hearing this, Wan Xingmo's eyes flashed with murderous intent. It seemed that the matter of these officers and soldiers going to the town must be no simple matter!
However, since the other party had already poisoned him, why did they send assassins to assassinate him? Could it be two groups of people?
"Xingchen, Uncle Wan Er, you should get some rest quickly. It's getting late. We can discuss everything after dawn tomorrow.
Also, in the future, if the soldiers give us any food, you must not accept it. Even if you do accept it, you must be very careful. "
Wan Lao Er and Wan Xingchen responded in unison: "Yes."
Wan Laoer crawled back and lay down, but he couldn't calm down for a long time.
Originally, they thought that exile meant just reaching the border alive, but now it seemed that they would have to face one conspiracy after another, and he felt really uncertain.
In a daze, Wan Laoer finally fell asleep.
When the first rays of morning light shone on the dilapidated temple, the officers and soldiers began to shout rudely to get up.
Zhou Qiang couldn't wait to walk to Wan Xingmo's family and kicked Wan Xingmo.
Wan Xingmo opened his cold eyes and looked at Zhou Qiang, which frightened Zhou Qiang so much that his whole body trembled.
This man is not dead? Did he not eat the steamed bread last night? Zhou Qiang's face became uglier and uglier. He muttered something about hurrying up and left with a dark face.
Wan Xingmo was now even more certain that Zhou Qiang was the traitor.
No wonder they couldn't escape the pursuit no matter where they went along the way. It turned out that there was a traitor named Zhou Qiang supporting them. If they didn't get rid of Zhou Qiang, they would never be able to reach the border safely.
It is impossible for him to protect his family every time. If the other party uses a tactic to lure the tiger away from the mountain, the consequences will be disastrous.
Wan Xingmo narrowed his eyes and stared at Zhou Qiang's back, with a strong murderous intent in his heart.
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