Chapter 18: Fan Mansion
"In the past, Fan Guanfu, in his quest to dominate the region, went so far as to exterminate the many noble families of Buyeo. This act deeply violated the harmony of nature. It seems that he didn't show his retribution at the time, not because he didn't want to, but because the time hadn't come yet."
As the storyteller spoke, he clapped the wake-up stick, and the crowd around him burst into cheers and applause.
I don’t know if they hated the Fan family and Fan Guanfu because the storyteller’s stories were interesting enough or because they simply hated him.
Jian Anning approached stealthily, nudged the person next to her with her elbow, and said, "What's going on? Isn't the Fan family the only family in Fuyu that has a long-standing aristocratic legacy?"
"I can tell you're new here. More than a hundred years ago, there were aristocratic families all over Buyeo. However, as the 'Qing Jue' spread among the people, those aristocratic families whose heritage was not outstanding gradually declined." The person next to him explained patiently.
Jian Anning pondered for a moment and then said, "In this case, the disappearance of the other noble families cannot be blamed on Fan Guanfu."
The man covered her mouth and said quickly, "How dare you address the head of the Fan family by name in Jinxi City? It seems you haven't witnessed the bloodshed that engulfed Jinxi City over a hundred years ago."
Jian Anning raised an eyebrow and continued, "Have you seen him still staying here?"
The man sighed and said, "Except for the Fan family, the inheritance of the other aristocratic families has been cut off, but the collateral bloodlines are still there. About 60% of the people in Jinxi City are descendants of the former aristocratic families. Apart from knowing this, they are no different from ordinary people."
"And these people have been spreading the rumor that the reason the head of the Fan family went on a killing spree was because he wanted to concentrate the family heritage in the Fan family. And he succeeded. The huge power that condensed the heritage of countless families is hidden in the Fan Mansion in Jinxi City."
Jian Anning looked puzzled and asked, "But isn't the inheritance of aristocratic families based on bloodlines?"
"Then I don't know," the man spread his hands and said, "Perhaps only the Patriarch of the Fan family knows."
Jian Anning touched his chin, thinking that things might not be that simple.
However, she couldn't get anything out of the mirror, and it was impossible for her to find the evil cultivator Murong Jing, so she would probably have to start with the insider in the Fan Mansion.
But how did Lu Fei know that the demon cultivator had an insider in the Fan Mansion? Could it be that the demon cultivator himself told him?
Isn't that too stupid?
With these thoughts in mind, Jian An Ning returned to Fan Mansion, where Fan Guanfu was.
There are now nearly twenty people crammed into the small room, making the originally spacious room seem particularly crowded.
She saw that Fan Guanfu's children lined up in a row and then formed a circle, exactly sixteen people.
"Master Fan," Jian Anning looked at these people and pondered for a moment before saying, "Your children all look like their mother."
Those sixteen people, including Fan Qingyue, all had to be looked at carefully to discover a hint of similarity in spirit to Fan Guanfu. Otherwise, at first glance, one might think they were strangers with no connection.
Fan Guanfu ignored Jian Anning's question. He just looked at his children silently, his face gloomy and with an indescribable feeling of depression.
Until he spoke: "Some of you betrayed me and colluded with the demons."
Jane Anning:?
She pulled Fan Qingyue over and declared righteously, "If it weren't for the Qingyun Sect's mission, we wouldn't have come to Fuyu. If you're looking for a traitor, don't count my disciple among them."
The ring that was connected from beginning to end was broken, and Fan Zhengyu still hadn't woken up, so there was a huge gap between Fan Shiliu, who was standing at the end, and Fan Zhengyu, which looked extremely uncoordinated.
"I told you before, this is the Fan family's business."
Fan Guanfu passed by the gap and continued to speak to his children, "I know you all just want the inheritance of the Fan family."
"How could that be! Father, at least I came back because I was worried about your safety."
"Perhaps they have ulterior motives, but I am only here because I am a member of the Fan family."
“…”
The noisy voices of people talking at once filled the nearly enclosed space, as noisy as a vegetable market. Jane Anning rubbed her ears silently.
Until a scornful laugh rang out, and Fan Mao said sarcastically: "How long are you going to put on this? It makes me sick just watching it."
The crowd suddenly fell silent, and thirteen pairs of eyes stared at Fan Mao alone.
But he didn't seem to be afraid at all. He even took a step forward and broke away from the ring, saying, "When you left, you didn't show any reluctance."
He looked around at his brothers and sisters, and finally his eyes fell on Fan Qingyue.
"What's going on?"
Jian An Ning's curiosity was aroused, and she asked Fan Qingyue in a low voice.
Fan Qingyue glanced at Jiang Tan, who was also looking at him with doubt, then lowered his eyes slightly and said, "The children of the Fan family are different from those of other aristocratic families after leaving Buyeo."
"It's not simply because he was ostracized in the family, but also because at that time, my father had clearly decided that the heir must be Fan Zhengyu."
"They left because they knew there was no hope of obtaining the Fan family's inheritance."
"What about you?" Jiang Tan looked at him, puzzled, "Aren't you Fan Guanfu's eldest son?"
Fan Qingyue lowered his head even more and said, "I don't want to fight with him."
But these words were ridiculed by his brothers and sisters.
"Brother, you act like you're indifferent to worldly matters. Isn't it because you couldn't get the inheritance recognized back then that you had to hand over the inheritance to your second brother?"
Jian An Ning tilted her head and looked at her eldest disciple, she didn't expect that such a thing would happen.
But Fan Guanfu seemed unwilling to talk more about this matter, and Fan Qingyue seemed to be stiff for a moment, as if thinking of many horrible things.
Jian Anning blinked, as if she had thought of something, and suddenly said with a strange look on her face: "Is that your inheritance test?"
"What?"
Fan Qingyue also couldn't understand what his master meant.
Jian Anning slowly raised her eyes, looked at Fan Guanfu who was sitting at the top, and whispered, "It was the time when your father led you to kill your entire family."
"Come to think of it, that was also the inner demon of the illusion array when you entered Qingyun Sect."
Fan Qingyue looked at her in shock. He didn't know where Jian An Ning knew about this, nor did he know how she connected the two together.
But he knew she was right.
"Absurd!"
On the contrary, the person who did such a thing strongly denied it and said, "I have healed Zheng Yu. When he wakes up, you will know what the inheritance test of the Fan family is."
Jian Anning scratched his ears out of boredom and said, "Who cares about your inheritance? Aren't you looking for the demon cultivator's accomplice?"
"The demonic cultivators come here seeking desire. I think you can all attract demonic cultivators."
"What about you?"
Fan Mao said, took out his bow and arrow, pointed it at Jian Anning, and said, "The crisis of Jinxi City follows you!"
Jane Anning was really annoyed. She thought that her temper was indeed much better than before.
Then, with a wave of his hand, he took out a bronze mirror.
She gently brushed the mirror with her sleeve, as if wiping off dust, and then said to Fan Guanfu, "I have a magic mirror that can show the degree of a person's demonic influence."
"The deeper the infection, the more distorted the image in the mirror becomes."
After saying that, Jian An Ning took the bronze mirror and looked at herself.
The person in the mirror had a beautiful face, exactly like hers.
Jian Anning nodded with satisfaction, handed the mirror to Fan Qingyue, and warned: "Be careful, don't break it."
Fan Qingyue naturally held it carefully, looked at the face in the mirror which was exactly the same as his own, and then handed the mirror to his third brother.
The third brother snorted in disdain and looked at himself in the bronze mirror.
Suddenly, a thick black fog appeared in the mirror, covering half of his face.
He was so startled that he almost dropped the mirror and asked, "What's wrong?"
Jian An Ning smiled at him and said, "This shows that you are already infected with evil spirits."
The man shuddered when he saw her eyes. There was nothing wrong just now, but now he felt that there was an indescribable meaning in Jane An Ning's eyes.
He couldn't feel the specific reason, but he felt a sense of danger rising from the bottom of his heart.
“Nonsense!”
The fourth-ranked woman was a fierce person and snatched the mirror from his hand.
I saw that the face of the woman in the mirror was even more obscured by the black fog, and even her facial features were distorted to a certain extent.
"It must be your mirror!" she said defensively.
Then, as we went down, the people in the mirror were obscured by black fog to varying degrees, and their facial features were distorted to varying degrees.
Until the mirror was passed into Fan Shiliu's hands.
The inky black fog completely obscured her face, even forming holes that resembled eyes, as if a mask was covering her face.
"What's this?"
Fan Shiliu seemed a little frightened. She subconsciously loosened her hands, and the mirror that Jian An Ning had asked her not to break fell straight to the ground.
Fortunately, Jane Anning was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and she carefully caught the mirror.
"Be careful!" Jane An Ning complained.
After saying that, she seemed to remember something and shone the mirror towards Fan Guanfu, saying, "It looks like your family has been infected by the evil spirit?"
Looking in the mirror, Fan Guanfu's appearance was no less than that of Fan Shiliu.
Fan Guanfu waved his hand, causing spiritual power to surge, and it seemed that he wanted to smash the bronze mirror directly.
Jian An Ning dodged, her face showing a hint of sorrow as she said, "I originally thought that whoever was contaminated by the demonic energy was probably the demon cultivator's accomplice, but who would have thought that all of you were contaminated?"
She jokingly said, "Are all of you demon cultivators working inside?"
As soon as Jian An Ning finished speaking, everyone in the Fan family, except Fan Zhengyu who had not woken up yet, changed their expressions.
No one spoke, but even someone as slow-witted as Lu Fei could sense the threat coming from the Fan family.
But Jane Anning didn't seem to care.
She couldn't help laughing as if she had seen a funny joke, pulled her apprentices together, turned around and left the room, leaving only a few words.
"Demon cultivators only come here to pursue desires. What desires are burning in your hearts?"
Jian An Ning took his disciples and left Fan Mansion directly.
She knew that it was not possible to rely on these guys with ulterior motives, so she thought about what other means she could use.
"Master." Until Lu Fei suddenly spoke.
Jian Anning looked at him with some doubt.
"Are all aristocratic families like this?" He pursed his lips and frowned, as if there were many
"It's roughly similar." Jian An Ning said expressionlessly.
Many words kept repeating in Lu Fei's heart until, as if he had made up his mind, he said, "But the Dongchang Lu family is also a noble family, but why can't I remember anything about the Lu family?"
"Huh?"
Jian An Ning looked at him in surprise. Although many times she was just pretending to be surprised, Lu Fei's amnesia was indeed beyond her expectations.
"You have lost your memory?"
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