WenLeYang bitter face to his uncle shook his head and didn’t roll "is not a small steamed bread is a small steamed bread taste is medicine, the medicine now feel less than that time …"

Winton waved impatiently, "Fuck off!"
……
There are not many people behind Wen Leyang. Although the reference age is 12 years old, Wen Jiadi has just been exposed to poison at the age of 12. Without a few years to temper his roots, he will not make any achievements. It is already young for Wen Leyang to take the big exam at the age of 16.
Like the previous two times, this year’s Wen family ten-year exam still has no younger brother who can meet the standard
Master Wen sighed, "The younger brother will come back to consult the older brother after ten years of serious practice, and you will not be discouraged. You are always the mainstay of my Wen family, and this family business will be handed over to you sooner or later!" The old man said that, but his look was full of frustration, and he waved everyone away after saying a few painful words.
Grandpa Wen Er and Grandpa Wen San looked at each other. Two cruel and cold eyes met in the middle, causing a layer of cold disappointment.
On this night, there was nothing going on in Wenjia village, and everyone was in a bad mood. After all, nobody in Wenjia has passed the big exam for 30 years. Some young and energetic brothers felt that uncle’s exam was too strict, and they were indignant and talked about that everyone turned off the lights early. In the dark, the small mountain village fell asleep in a slightly depressed atmosphere.
At night, suddenly, there was a thunder-like roar, and the uncle Wen swallowed the sea and screamed and kicked the door of Wen Leyang’s house. Wen Leyang took out the bed and shouted angrily, "What medicine do you always give to Xiao Wang?"
Wen Leyang looked at the uncle bleakly for a moment and then suddenly remembered what was going on. "Did the medicine work?"
Wen Leyang’s father ran over in his clothes and asked in amazement, "What’s wrong with big brother?"
"Don’t worry about it!" Wen Tunhai picked up his nephew and left. "Come with me to meet the parents!"
Chapter II Extension and Oblique
Master Wen seems to be sitting neatly in the big room without pajamas, looking at Wen Leyang cheerfully. "What medicine did you give your uncle in the big exam today?"
Mr. Wen and Mr. Wen are still sitting on the other side, and their eyes are still chilly. Looking at Wen Leyang for the next year, they are like two poisonous snakes considering the taste of food
Wen Leyang suddenly felt a little nervous and knelt down to salute the three grandfathers before respectfully answering, "That’s Wangzi steamed bread …"
Wen Tunhai scolded angrily, "Don’t stop your little steamed bread and just say what medicine!"
Wenleyang quickly nodded. "It’s flourishing … that taste. I gave myself a name. The effect of catharsis is just the opposite to that of aphrodisiac. After that, other things don’t hinder it. That thing can’t be done. It’s red scorpion tail, hen blood and aconite grass ash are refined and fried in Kethleen bowl, and then ginger powder goes fishy …"
Master Wen didn’t listen to his rambling about the formula. He glanced at the recipe with a look of frustration. Suddenly, a burst of frustration broke out in Wentonghai. Haha, the old man laughed and trembled while wiping his tears. His fingers were shaking, pointing to Wentonghai. "This medicine is just right for you. Hahahaha, so many mothers-in-law and good county magistrates have been taken captive by others!"
Wen Tunhai smiled and said, "This evening, I told my wife … it turned out to be no good. Three daddies all know that our body was almost invulnerable when we were young, and it was old and growing stronger." The Wen family children had to soak in the medicated wine prepared by their parents for half an hour every day from birth until they were twelve years old.
Master Wen nodded with a proud face, and Wen Leyang’s eyes also showed a little excitement. He didn’t know that soaking medicinal liquor had this effect since childhood, but then he blushed again.
Wen Tunhai took a look at his big nephew, but his eyes were not angry, but a little more appreciative. He continued to explain, "Today, in the big exam, the younger students taught me those doorways. Whether it is poison pills or poison powder, I know what the materials are. With these things, I will definitely not delay the matter. I want to think about it. Hey hey, it’s really good. It’s really good to get me on the road. But Wen Leyang, you should have a solution for this medicine?" Said Wen Tunhai and swallowed nervously.
Wen Leyang nodded quickly. "If you have a solution, it will fail after 36 days. If you don’t wait, you have to hold your urine for 24 hours, and the efficacy of Xieyangdan will disappear."
Master Wen didn’t care so much about this drug solution as Wen Tunhai did, but asked Wen Leyang with great interest, "The tips given to you by Megatron, the poison name of Wen’s family, are also poison and poison methods. Why didn’t you take the poison test like other later generations but got a strange drug?"
Wen Leyang ha ha smile, this is something he had a whim. The original intention was to think that those ecstasy drugs on the Internet were too rampant. He shouted, "This medicine is for girls to carry with them. If you meet anyone who is suspicious, you will get one … Is this medicine poisonous? I shouldn’t take it to take the exam." His answer was pure, but he digressed and ran from the equator to Wenleyang, Siberia. As he spoke, he pulled out a carrot from nowhere and was about to send it to his mouth. Suddenly he saved himself and was in front of three grandfathers and uncles, and quickly put it away.
It’s hard for him. He was pulled out of bed and took carrots with him.
Grandpa Wen San suddenly took a yin test. "Our surname is Wen Du Lian Shi. Those who don’t know anything about outsiders are poisonous and die at the touch. In fact, the poison is divided into five elements: yin and yang, and there is no difference between a person who cultivates poison and a monk. If you touch it, you will die. If you eat it, you will forget your troubles. It’s not poison!"
Master Wen ha ha smiled and said, "Sheyang Dan made your uncle understand the truth, and you refined poison into medicine, which combined our Wen family’s knowledge in sex."
Happiness appeared at the time of preparation. Wen Leyang was pure and white again. In the words, the meaning suddenly rose, and his eyes were shining and he stared at the master with excitement, even his eyelids were cramping.
Master Wen laughed and didn’t see how touching he was, but he had reached Wenleyang. The old and dry palm patted his shoulder. "From today on, you are the cousin of the Wen family and the master of Tuoxiezong!"
Wenleyang was pleasantly surprised in his heart, but when he first heard the strange name’ Tuoxie Master’, he couldn’t help but stare blankly at Master Wen. "A whore master? The name big grandpa … "
Uncle Wen swallowed the sea and slapped him in the back of his head and scolded, "What a whore! Let’s not ruin a whore! It’s extension! "
"slipper master?"
"Entuo Xiemen!"
Then the old man put an incense burner and a memorial tablet in the big room without looking at the time, and gave Wen Leyang a proselytizing ceremony. Wen Leyang respectfully kowtowed to the spirit tablet that wrote’ Tuoxie grandmaster’s position’.
When Wen Leyang straightened up again, the three old men and uncles looked at him again, and their eyes were different from the original ones. A kind of comfort and kindness from the bones made Wen Leyang’s limbs soft.
"Grandpa, let’s drag … slippers …" The memorial tablet is a winding ancient seal, and I don’t know that it has flowed for thousands of years. Anyway, Wen Leyang doesn’t know a word.
"Tuoxiezong!" Grandpa Wen finally recognized Wen Leyang’s strange voice and corrected it with a sneer. "Remember that it’s Tuoxiezong!" Said the old man paused for a moment before continuing, "I sent the Western Han Dynasty for more than 2,000 years, and our grandfather had to get a glimpse of the strange man’s name."
Wen Leyang said that our ancestors should not be surnamed Wen.
"In ancient times, Shu came to a wild place. Later, our grandmaster went here to move mountains and fill marshes, spread soil and mow the demon …" At some point, Wen’s master saw Wen Leyang’s strange expression and smiled wryly. Don’t say Wen Leyang didn’t even believe it himself, but that’s how his father taught him.
Master Wen coughed twice and pulled back to the text: "Grandfather collected three younger brothers in Shu in the Western Han Dynasty. Before the age of twelve, the three younger brothers learned the same skills. When they were twelve, they were separated from each other and were not allowed to meet each other. Ten years later, Grandfather Yan will take an examination of their skills and choose a brother who really inherited the mantle."
Wen Leyang nodded. That’s how they Wen Jiadi was. From birth until he was twelve years old, he had to soak in medicinal liquor every morning, and then he followed his elders to practice boxing. When he was a teenager, he was extremely strong. He didn’t know what it was like to be sick. After twelve years old, he took poison and practiced it by himself. After ten years of exams, it seems that these all came from the’ Tuoxie ancestors’.
Wen’s master ignored what Wen Leyang was thinking and slowly told him about the past of Menzong. Although these things are not confidential, only those who passed the ten-year college entrance examination are qualified to know.