It was just dawn the next day, and the rooster crowed for the second time. Zhang Bairen slowly sorted out his clothes. There was no need to mention the matter of calamus grass. Zhang's mother's expression was wrong when she mentioned this matter. It seemed that she had to think of some other ways.

Looking at Dongfang Gaosheng's purple aura, Zhang Bairen forced to resist the urge to breathe. At this time, he had already opened the entrance hall, different from the day before yesterday.

The day before yesterday, I didn’t practice the method of practicing. The purple qi that attracted me walked through my body and the diseased qi disappeared. At this time, I had already started to collect medicine. If I dared to swallow the purple qi, the consequences would be unpredictable.

Either refine the purple qi himself, or the purple qi damages his meridians.

What's more, Zhang Bairen dared not to be with her mother.

Looking at the mushy porridge that looked like but not the porridge that came with breakfast, Zhang Bairen forced to resist the urge to vomit. He was weak and had to eat more to get the medicine, otherwise he would die at that time.

After having breakfast, Zhang Bairen looked at the mountains and rivers in the distance, tidied up his clothes, put on his own colorful leather jacket, and various animal furs were perfectly sewn together through Zhang's mother's wonderful hands.

"Mom, I'm out. I actually threw a chicken cage yesterday. I have to find it back today. I want to see who stole my prey." Zhang Bairen muttered.

"You child, you ran away from your own prey, and you still depend on others. The neighborhood is home to the villagers. Who would bully our orphans and widows?" Zhang's mother glared at Zhang Bairen.

Zhang Bairen touched his nose, and without saying much, he picked up the cage and walked towards the mountains. He checked all the way, but he had gained something last night and actually arrested a rabbit.

Zhang Bairen smiled, replaced the cage, and then carried the rabbit to continue walking towards the mountain.

The weight of a rabbit is indeed a test for four-year-old Zhang Bairen, especially if he still has to climb mountains.

Soon, the smile on Zhang Bairen's face disappeared, his eyes were filled with sword intent, and murderous intent was everywhere, and the surrounding mountains and forests became quiet in an instant.

Slowly putting down the cage, Zhang Bairen looked at the empty land and took a deep breath: "It's too much! He actually regarded my place as a place for you to improve your food! I have to teach you a lesson today."

Zhang Bairen held the rabbit cage and looked at the open space. He tightened his clothes in the cold north wind. He found a place with thick leaves. He sat down with the north wind on his back. He hurried in his leather jacket, covering himself tightly, and gradually fell into a state of visualization and collection of herbs.

Time passed slowly. After three hours, it was almost noon before I heard the sound of trampling on dead branches and leaves.

"Here you come." Zhang Bairen, who was meditating, woke up instantly, grabbed the rabbit cage at his hand, and stood up immediately.

The hunters in the mountains knew that the Zhang family and his son were pitiful, so they gave the entire mountain to the Zhang family and his son. The hunters in the village had to go to the far mountain to hunt.

Zhang Bairen could see clearly that a man in armor, let’s talk about it for the time being. The man looked around and saw that no one was there, put the chicken cage in his hand and wiped his mouth proudly: “The hunters in the mountains are really good people. I know I can’t eat enough all day, so I specially gave me a chicken.”

However, after a few steps, the man saw a short figure standing in front of him. Let’s talk about it as a short figure. At least for this man, Zhang Bairen was short at this time.

The short figure was holding a rabbit cage in his hand, covering his colorful robes, and even his head was huddled inside.

"Oh, whose little baby is actually running around in the mountains. Be careful that the jackals will come and take you away." The figure's armor swayed, and it jingled.

Zhang Bairen did not recognize the official uniforms and soldiers of the Sui Dynasty, but the armor on this man looked good, so he should not be an ordinary soldier.

"You stole my chicken, don't you just want to leave like this?" The man walked over Zhang Bairen and walked for about ten steps. Zhang Bairen suddenly spoke.

"Your chicken?" The man was stunned and stopped immediately.

"After all, it's not that a chicken cage fell from the sky, and then I just caught a pheasant to give you a tooth sacrifice." Zhang Bairen's body remained as motionless as a mountain, and his back was quietly facing the general.

The general was flushed by Zhang Bairen's words, and he said in anger, "You little baby, you are so sharp-toned. Didn't you just eat a chicken for you? What's so amazing!"

Don’t imagine how good the soldiers of the Sui Dynasty were. In fact, they were similar to bandits, and the difference was not very big.

The soldiers and gangsters of the Sui Dynasty were not easy-to-use.

"A chicken? This is not a chicken, but a matter of principle in life. In this wilderness, if you have money, you can't buy a chicken." Zhang Bairen slowly put down the rabbit cage in his hand, turned around and slowly pulled up his robe: "Give you two choices!"

"Oh~ I really met an interesting person today." When the soldier saw Zhang Bairen's appearance as a little adult, he immediately became interested: "What choice are you talking about?"

"First, you will accompany me to two chickens. Including the chicken the day before yesterday, you ate two chickens in total."

Zhang Bairen slowly stretched out a tender finger.

"What about another option?" The soldier looked at Zhang Bairen curiously.

"One other option is to compensate me ten times the money for two chickens." Zhang Bairen stretched out his second finger.

"What if I don't want either option?" the soldier laughed.

"Then I will teach you how to be a human being!" Zhang Bairen withdrew his palm and retracted it inside the cloak. The north wind outside was too cold.

"Teaching me as a human being? Interesting! Interesting! How do you teach me as a human being?" the soldier said curiously.

"It seems that you are not planning to choose the other two paths anymore." Zhang Bairen slowly put down his cloak, revealing his pale face, as if he was a sick person, and could blow down a gust of north wind, which looked shocking.

Zhang Bairen carefully put his robe: "You are a member of the army and must be well-versed in martial arts. If you can take my sword, these two chickens will be fine, otherwise you will be afraid that you will be destined to come and return without fate! The Turks are rampant in this nearby, who knows that the Turks killed you here! No one will avenge you in the military camp."

Listening to Zhang Bairen's murderous words, the young general was stunned and then became alert. He subconsciously touched the long knife on his waist. For some reason, after listening to Zhang Bairen's words, he suddenly had goose bumps all over his body.

"Crack" Zhang Bairen casually broke a nearby two-meter-long branch, and then shook it: "Are you ready?"

The sword technique was magical. Zhang Bairen felt the sword intent surrounding his body and smiled: "My sword is called: Zhu Xian!"

"Zhu Xian? What a great courage." The soldier was stunned.

"Swish"

The branches in Zhang Bairen's hand instantly stretched out in the cold north wind.

The wind is cold, but Zhang Bairen's sword intent is even colder.

quick!

The north wind is fast, and Zhang Bairen's sword is faster.

Song Laosheng was very sure that he had been marching for seven or eight years in his life and had seen countless masters in the army. He had never seen such a fast sword, such a cold sword, such a murderous sword.

Not bad, it's a sword, not a branch.

In Song Laosheng's eyes, the branches in Zhang Bairen's hand turned into swords and sharp long swords.

All things in the world seemed to disappear, and only this sword was left.

This sword killed all the immortals and defeated all the heroes.

"Sword Intent!" Song Laosheng was shocked. He could not think of why such a four or five-year-old baby had such a sharp sword intent and mastered such a domineering sword move.

"clang!"

Old Song's growth knife was unsheathed, and the fire flashed. Old Song took a deep breath, and an inexplicable cheer rose in his heart: "Stop it! Block it!"

But then Song Laosheng's pupils suddenly shrank, and his own steel knife actually left a millimeter-deep scratch under the dead branches.

If it were a sword immortal, Song Laosheng was not surprised, but he didn't know why a mere four or five-year-old baby had such sharp methods.

"Some abilities" Zhang Bairen smiled, and the dead branches in his hands turned into ashes, making Song Laosheng's pupils shrink.

"Your Excellency is very capable, I admire you!" Old Sheng Song bowed respectfully, and did not dare to underestimate Zhang Bairen's age at all.

"You are not bad, either" Zhang Bairen smiled.

Pick up the cloak, roll up the chicken cage, and walk down the mountain in the cold wind.
Chapter completed!