Chapter 421: Testing (Part 1)

As the old saying goes, we are not afraid of a bad boy alone, but we are afraid of a group of bad boys.

Fu Lin, Rong Yi and Luo Dongdong got together and after discussing for a long time, they decided to test Yan Shijiu.

If he was really stupid, Fu Lin was willing to kowtow to Yan Shijiu to apologize.

But if he was just pretending to be stupid, Fu Lin said, he knew that the King of Hell needed an actor, so he could send Yan Shijiu over.

How to test it then?

Luo Dongdong thought for a moment, then took a pile of dry horse manure from the stable and handed it to Yan Shijiu's mouth:

"If you dare to eat it, I will believe you!"

Seeing Yan Shijiu really grab the horse manure and stuff it into his mouth, Luo Dongdong was frightened and quickly reached out to grab it.

As a result, Yan Shijiu hid himself and refused to give it to him. He stood up and ran away.

When Luo Dongdong caught Yan Shijiu and brought him back, no one knew how many bites he had taken. Anyway, his mouth made a "tsk tsk" sound and it looked like there was something stuck in his teeth.

Rong Yi thought eating shit was nothing. He smirked, went up to Yan Shijiu and hooked his arms around his neck, and said in an ambiguous tone:

"Don't you like 'sisters'? Come on, I know a great place with tons of beautiful 'sisters'. If you can stay calm, I'll believe you're real!"

Fu Lin said no, this method was too time-consuming and laborious, and it was very likely that before he could find out whether Yan Shijiu was real or not, Rong Yi would be busy surrendering himself.

After thinking for a moment, Fu Lin overturned the table they had just eaten on, and the dishes shattered to the ground.

He placed the tabletop upright on the ground and ordered Yan Nineteen to make a "big" shape and stand right in front of the tabletop. Then he walked to a distance of ten feet and stood still, ready to throw a dart, aiming at Yan Nineteen.

Rong Yi disagreed:

"What's so strange about this? Street jugglers can do it. As long as you're a little brave, you can hold on. It's just a scare for a blink of an eye."

Fu Lin smirked and said, "If this guy is pretending, he must know that we can't kill him. That's why he doesn't use a sword that can kill people, but this."

As he spoke, Fu Lin took out the broken pieces of dishes and porcelain that had been broken when he overturned the table.

"Use this. This thing is good. It won't kill you, but it hurts. The broken porcelain shards will get stuck in your flesh and it will hurt for ten days to half a month."

Luo Dongdong picked up an apple from the ground and was about to put it on Yan Shijiu's head, but Fu Lin stopped him:

"I'm not going to stab him on the top of the head. See that round oil stain? I'm going to stab him there—"

Rong Yi and Luo Dongdong looked in the direction Fu Lin pointed, and saw a fingernail-sized oil stain on the lower part of the table behind Yan Shijiu, clinging tightly to...

The edge of Yan Shijiu's crotch.

Rong Yi and Luo Dongdong couldn't help but shiver at the same time. They actually didn't quite understand why Fu Lin was like this?

As Yun Chen's most capable confidants, shouldn't they follow Yun Chen's likes and dislikes?

Yan Shijiu is Yun Chen’s friend, whether he is really stupid or pretending to be stupid, what does it have to do with them?

But looking at Fu Lin's attitude, he seemed to want to skin Yan Shijiu alive and pull out his tendons.

But Fu Lin was clearly the leader of the rebel army elected by the people, and he had never met Yan Shijiu before, so how could he have such malicious intentions? Rong Yi and Luo Dongdong were confused.

Fu Lin pointed at Yan Shijiu's crotch, smiled politely yet gloomily, and said:

"A fool wouldn't understand. What else can that thing in your pants do besides pee? I'll stab you fifty times. If you can handle it, you'd be a fool to believe him."

After saying that, Fu Lin shook his wrist, and a sharp piece of broken porcelain flew away with a strong wind, hitting the oil stain accurately, splashing some broken porcelain debris, and collapsing on Yan Shijiu's thigh.

Rong Yi and Luo Dongdong were watching from the side, their hearts trembling, but Yan Shijiu didn't react at all, still looking innocent and confused. He even put his hands together, cheered softly, and applauded Fu Lin.

Fu Lin sneered without saying a word, and porcelain pieces flew out one after another.

Gradually, he was very accurate at the beginning, but after twenty hits, he became a little deflected on purpose.

The porcelain piece was close to his crotch at the beginning, then slowly moved upwards and soon pierced Yan Shijiu's pants, almost hitting his vitals.

Rong Yi and Luo Dongdong had been observing Yan Shijiu's expression from the side, and could not see any flaws at all. They couldn't help but feel that the test was enough and Yan Shijiu was really stupid.

Only Fu Lin refused, and his attitude became more and more fierce.

This made Rong Yi and Luo Dongdong hesitate several times, wanting to persuade but not daring to.

After stabbing forty-nine times in a row, Fu Lin turned his sore wrist and said with a dark smile:

"And this last one, my hand is already sore, I might miss the target—"

Yan Shijiu grinned foolishly and showed no reaction.

Fu Lin's brows darkened, and he thought to himself, no matter whether you are really stupid or pretending to be stupid, I will take this opportunity to make you a real eunuch!

He aimed at Yan Shijiu's crotch, and was about to deliver a final blow when he heard a cold voice from behind, asking:

"What are you doing?"

Fu Lin and the other two turned their heads and saw Yan Lang standing not far away. He was covered in dust, holding an old silver medicine jar in his hand, and asked with a cold expression.

He walked over slowly, glanced at the mess on the floor, and looked at Yan Shijiu, who was still clinging to the table like a human target, grinning foolishly, and frowned unhappily:

"General Yun, you sent me here in such a hurry to treat a patient. Are you going to treat him? If you want to kill him, just tell me earlier and don't make me come here in vain."

The words sounded condescending and a bit condescending, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

Rong Yi was still counting on this miracle doctor to heal Yun Chen's ears, so he felt that he shouldn't provoke him. He was also happy that someone finally came to interrupt the crazy Fu Lin, so he quickly stepped forward to smooth things over, and asked with a chuckle:

"The miracle doctor is back so soon? It took more than ten days to get there and back. It must have been tiring. When will you be able to treat our eldest son's ears?"

According to Yanlang's answer, the Huwei Army is now stationed at the border of Dongyan, very close to Yanlang's Guangyulan Island.

Yan Lang brought Long Jin back to Guangyu Lanzhou and refined medicine to treat his soul-leaving syndrome in three days. After receiving a letter from Yun Chen looking for him, he hurried back and said that he passed by a black market on the way and picked up an old silver medicine jar.

Everything is reasonable and natural, without a single flaw.

But after hearing this, Fu Lin keenly sensed that something was wrong.

From Yun Chen's chance encounter with Yan Lang in the foggy woods, to following Yan Lang's instructions to find the medicine jar in the black market and discovering Yan Shijiu, it seemed as if everything happened under Yan Lang's guidance.

He seemed to be hiding at the junction of sunlight and shadow, watching everything silently and coldly, pretending to be out of the matter.

When Yan Shijiu could no longer pretend to be stupid, Yan Lang jumped out to clean up the mess, cured Yan Shijiu's stupidity, and made everything end perfectly.

Thinking of this, Fu Lin looked at Yan Lang. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that it was only a dozen days, but why did Yan Lang seem to be... a little older than before?

Looking at Yan Shijiu again, Fu Lin understood what was going on and couldn't help but sneer.

Just as Huo Gannian said, Yan Shijiu and Yan Lang were just pieces on the chessboard and could not cause any waves.

According to estimates, the letter he sent to Huo Gannian should have arrived six days ago.

In the letter, he told Huo Gannian everything that happened in the black market.

With Huo Gannian's personality, how could he allow Yan Shijiu to linger around Yun Chen? He would definitely come up with a countermeasure that Yan Shijiu would absolutely not be able to refuse or resist, and continue to push this stupid chess piece forward.

Thinking of this, Fu Lin decided to hold back for the time being. He glanced coldly at Yan Lang and Yan Shijiu, then turned around and went back to the tent.