You rascal, stop right there!

Chapter 232 The Whereabouts of Old Man Bai

In the early morning, a cold wind suddenly blew.

Bai Wan looked up calmly, looking at the now relatively stable Dingzhou City, and was infected by those calm and simple faces.

Perhaps, at this moment, the people of Yanzhou have begun to live a slightly stable life.

Even poverty is like an arrow, with tenacious vitality and vigor.

"Ayan." He said in a speechless tone, "Do you have to follow me all the time?"

Some people looked at the sword-bearing guard beside him with a scorching gaze and couldn't help but hide back.

When the other party glared at him, he felt his legs trembling and did not dare to be negligent.

The man in front of him had changed out of his scholarly attire and put on the rough clothes of a coolie's coarse linen shirt, but his temperament was still different from others.

Ah Yan straightened his face and said, "Mr. Bai, if you feel annoyed, I can hide somewhere you can't see me, but I can't leave."

Ling Shumo was worried about Bai Wan going out alone, so he asked A Yan to follow him everywhere.

"Forget it, he has walked too many times at night and is afraid of encountering ghosts again." Bai Wan teased, helpless.

I always claim that I will never leave, but every time we part inexplicably.

Breaking promises time and again.

Even Zi Chen would be afraid.

To others, it looked like a ruffian from Baiyun City who had returned to the past, robbed someone's family of their money, and was being escorted forward.

"Sir, this man has committed a crime, he must be locked up." said the man at the vegetable stall.

"Yeah~" Bai Wan felt a little amused and smiled, "I did commit a crime. I cheated him out of his dog."

A Yan was slightly startled when he heard this, then he walked back a little distance and even restrained his anger.

Bai Wan's mood suddenly improved, and there seemed to be a sense of pride between his brows.

I felt emotional: It has been a long time since I have been able to walk around peacefully and calmly. The so-called street peace is really rare...

Just as he was relaxing and looking around, a beggar with a walking stick on the side of the road came towards him and asked, "Excuse me...are you Bai Wan from Baiyun City?"

"Do you know me?" He looked at her carefully, from her hair to her bare feet, very inquisitive.

Just as the beggar was about to get closer, he was blocked by A Yantai's knife.

After being frightened, he hurriedly threw the envelope on the ground and ran away, disappearing in a flash.

White Pea was puzzled.

Many people knew that he was the painting saint Han Miaoran and Bai Shizhao, even the engineer of Dingzhou Army, but there were only a handful of people who could say that he was from Baiyun City.

There are so many doubts.

"Ayan, can you go and take a look?" He had no interest in opening the letter casually and facing unknown risks.

Out of curiosity, Bai Wan covered his nose and watched him open the letter with his hands behind his back.

He was shocked when the four words "Abai boy" were pronounced. There was only one person in the world who was called like this!

Bai Wan quickly snatched the letter in astonishment and read on. The few short lines of text made her eyes red and she felt mixed emotions.

This letter is from Old Man Bai.

Because of the war, he fled everywhere and had no fixed place to live. After seeing the wanted poster's portrait and asking for the name, he found out that Bai Wan was actually Han Miaoran.

With the great reputation of the Dingzhou Army, people all over the world also know that he is now in Dingzhou.

Old Man Bai finally found his way to Dingzhou, but now he was ill and unable to travel, so he had to ask someone to send a letter to ask him to pick him up.

These are the only relatives she has in the world. Bai Wan feels guilty and helpless for not taking good care of her family.

"Mr. Bai, are you going to pick up your adoptive father?" A Yan asked him.

But before he finished speaking, Bai Wan sighed with emotion.

When he turned around, A Yan saw him walking back with his hands behind his back. He looked unwell and walked hurriedly with a frown on his face. He had no intention of picking up the person in person.

"Not in a hurry."

Bai Wan sighed, his expression unchanged.

Soon, he walked back to the government office.

He put the letter to his nose and smelled it, then tore off a small piece of paper and held it up to the sunlight to look at it, as if he could see the patterns on it.

Ah Yan was also curious: "Why don't you go to pick him up, but go back home instead?"

Bai Wan put the paper on the table and said, "Dad wouldn't even buy such expensive paper when buying toilet paper. I know how poor and stingy he is."

The person on the other side was stunned. He didn't expect this to be the reason.

Bai Wan seemed to know people's minds and said coldly, "Besides, he is illiterate, so he must have dictated the letter to someone else. This is the first time I see that there is not a single swear word in the whole letter. This must be the habit of the writer."

A common problem among some scholars is that they like to use words and sentences in a way that claims to be elegant.

But it wasn't the first time he read Old Man Bai's letter, and every time he did, he would include insulting words like "little bastard".

As he picked up the brush and dipped it in ink, he thought about putting pen to paper. He seemed to have some doubts in his mind as he wrote down every word and drew the portrait.

He looked at the words on the paper and closed his eyes quietly.

So someone really has Old Man Bai in his hands.

Not only was he a powerful and influential person, but he also knew the past of the Saint of Painting, and even knew that he was on vacation today and was not in the military camp.

Because of the painting in the tent before, the military center.

I burned a group of paintings the night before, and received this envelope today. It was too much of a coincidence.

It was basically directed at him.

A hit!

Bai Wan felt gloomy. He was not so stupid as to face the unknown with just a letter.

Some people spend a lot of effort on it, and they must be looking at its value.

After a pause, Bai Wan tentatively said to A Yan: "You are very skilled in martial arts, and most people can't beat you. If I ask you to pretend to be me to pick someone up, will you agree?"

Ah Yan said firmly: "Lord Ling said that your orders are his orders. Of course I will do it."

After all, he said too much and was too loyal.

Zi Chen kept his most trusted person behind so that he could protect him very much.

Seeing this, Bai Wan handed over the portrait paper of Old Man Bai and pulled out a set of clothes for himself from the closet.

"If we're brothers, I won't let you help me for nothing. I'll make you a condition, and I'll definitely pay you back later!"

A Yan thought it was funny. Who was he looking down on for his Kung Fu?

He memorized Old Man Bai's portrait carefully and nodded.

Bai Wan's clothes were extremely comfortable to wear. After putting them on and changing, he took his things and climbed out of the door.

Then, Bai Wan looked outside and said, "Remember, if it's Xuan Li's people, come back immediately!"