"Really... really?" Fan Zifan slumped to the ground.
He once thought that if Wen Jinge died, he would be very happy. From then on, no one would be able to harm his medicine mountain, and no one would keep trying to take advantage of him...
But right now, my heart is aching!
With Wang Xi's earlier groundwork laid, his heart ached even more. He looked at Shan Hongxing and questioned, "What were you doing back then!"
“Uncle Shan hadn’t met with us yet.” Ling Yi spread his hands in dissatisfaction. “I haven’t received the gift that my senior sister mentioned. Is Uncle Fan trying to bully a child? My hands are tired.”
Fan Zifan seemed to laugh in exasperation.
This child must have suffered a tremendous shock to witness his master commit suicide right after being accepted as a disciple, which is why he could say such heartless words!
He held Ling Yi in his arms tenderly, rubbed his little head, and gently patted his back. "Cry, cry! Child, it's okay to cry if you want to!"
Ling Yi turned his head, his small eyes filled with great confusion, and looked at Yang Wennan.
Since Master and Eldest Brother left, Second Brother has been listless all day long, like an addict who doesn't need to eat. Junior Sister is acting crazy and keeps the atmosphere lively. Fourth Brother and that Golden Crow often lag behind and are busy with something. Only Third Brother is as calm and respectable as a meditating old monk, making him feel safe.
"Senior Brother Yang, was this senior uncle very stingy before?"
A buzzing sound came from Yang Wennan's tilted head, as if it were about to explode.
"...I guess so!" he gave a fair assessment.
Fan Zifan took a deep breath. His intuition told him that this child would be extraordinary when he grew up. He looked exactly like Wen Jinge when he was a child.
Copycat!
He suddenly remembered that the guy liked fortune telling just like his master. When he was in Xuanyun Sect, he insisted on going down the mountain for training. Could this be part of the fortune telling?
He suddenly laughed, picked up Ling Yi, and rushed out the door.
Shan Hongxing paused, holding his teacup, looking at the open door with a puzzled expression. He glanced at the disciples inside, noticing that only Yang Wenna, who had followed him out with a limp, was left. Shan Hongxing had been taking care of the little one all this time. He didn't think much of it and continued drinking his tea.
"Let's go out and take a look!" Perhaps it was too quiet indoors, Qiao Yu couldn't stay still.
Throughout the journey, Yuan Qingling was always the one who couldn't stay still the longest. Whenever this happened, he would disappear with Jinwu for a while, and after a few days when he had calmed down, he would be brought back by Jinwu.
But now that everything has been exposed, he can't stay any longer.
"Sect Leader Uncle, please accept my condolences regarding Master's passing." Qiao Yu bowed to him.
The Xuan Yun Sect sent few representatives this time, only the sect leader Huo Yongfei, Fan Zifan of Qinghong Peak, and Song Huan of Xumi Peak. Shan Hongxing arrived later.
Song Huan was completely focused on his array diagrams, and even after leaving Xuanyun Sect and coming to Qinghe Mountain, he still locked himself in a small dark room and refused to go out.
This house was prepared for Shan Hongxing. After someone informed Shan Hongxing that he was coming, servants came to tidy up the courtyard, and Huo Yongfei waited there.
Like Fan Zifan, he never expected this would be the outcome he was waiting for.
"Go ahead!" Huo Yongfei waved his hand.
"Master, your disciple will be guarding outside the courtyard." Lu Feiyu greeted him and then led Lan Yezhou, who was still yawning, out.
"Senior Sister." After the two found a safe place, Lan Yezhou was also awake. "Don't you want to know what Master and Sect Leader Uncle are talking about in the room?"
"Don't you want to? Isn't practicing martial arts better than doing those crooked and evil things?" As she spoke, Lu Feiyu handed him a sword. "How long has it been since you practiced swordsmanship?"
“I’m almost at the fourth rank.” Lan Yezhou tilted his head, and when she saw that she didn’t believe him, he muttered, “It’s true, Mogan City is not normal. Once I leave that area, I don’t have that strange feeling anymore. I was just a little bit away from the fourth rank there, but luckily I managed to hold on.”
"Why suppress it?" Lu Feiyu looked at him with disappointment. If she had the ability to advance to the fourth rank, she would have done so long ago.
"I've already surpassed Senior Sister by a lot. If I surpass her again, won't she get scolded by Master?" Lan Yezhou exclaimed. "Although Master's temper has improved a lot, who knows when he'll go back to what he was before?"
Lu Feiyu fell silent.
In just six months, Lan Yezhou had become someone she didn't recognize.
"Xiao Zhou, you..."
"Senior sister, why are you frowning? I heard from Uncle Bai that frowning too often makes you look bad. Stop frowning and cheer up."
“Xiao Zhou, you’ve really grown up. You’re completely different from before,” Lu Feiyu said with a smile.
In the past, Lan Yezhou would only stand behind her and wait for her to settle scores. When did her little Zhou become so considerate of others?
"Xiao Zhou wasn't like this before!"
"That's because they've been beaten before." Lan Yezhou snorted. "To be honest, Master Wen's disciples seem pretty unreliable, but they're quite reasonable when they're beating people up, and they especially love to talk about Buddhist scriptures."
"Oh?" Lu Feiyu stopped making him practice swordsmanship, and was completely unaware that she had been led astray.
"How so?"
"After that fight with my senior sister, Master said that we had to earn back the face we had lost. So we took turns going to fight Yang Wennan, but we ended up getting beaten up by a few people from Wanzhang Peak."
They recited Buddhist scriptures while beating us, asking if we understood. If we pretended to understand, they beat us even harder. Often, they also mixed in other grand principles.
Lan Yezhou scratched the back of his head, a simple and honest smile on his face. "At the time, I thought some of the arguments were quite interesting, so I kept them in mind and put them into practice. Fortunately, Fenglei Peak is really getting better."
“But…” Lu Feiyu sighed, “I used to think Master Wen was annoying, but now that she’s gone, I think it would have been better if she were still alive.”
"Yes, if only I were still alive!"
"Uncle-Master, even if you're poor, you shouldn't have kidnapped me!" Ling Yisheng looked at Yang Wennan chasing after him with a sense of despair and said with some heartache, "My senior brother has difficulty walking, and my senior sister is full of ideas on how to get me to extort money, but she doesn't have the money to redeem me."
"Why are you so noisy, kid?" Fan Zifan said helplessly, but also wanted to laugh.
This child is just as unlikable as Wen Jingge was when she was a child.
No, she was only liked by one person, and that person later became almost her enemy.
“It’s not being noisy! When Master was alive, he said that it’s a child’s nature to talk, and it’s abnormal if they don’t talk. I’m slowly moving towards normal.”
"Too talkative." Fan Zifan looked up at the sky.
At this moment, he is standing in front of the gate of Qinghe Mountain.
At Shen Shi (3-5 PM), the shadows cast by the setting sun are incredibly long, and the sun in the sky is still quite large; no one dares to look directly at the sky.
"I'm telling you, your master is still alive, most likely by falling from the sky. Do you believe me?"
"People turn into stars when they die. That's what those people who say I'm a god are trying to fool me with."
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