Fan Xian thought Fei Jie was puzzled. "Didn't my father never care about me, an illegitimate child? Why would he send a teacher to teach me? If it was to teach me how to read, that would be fine. But why did he send an old freak to teach me? "
Seeing that Fei Jie knew Wu Zhu, Fan Xian knew it was not his place to interrupt. He sat on the bed, feigning ignorance.
After the adults had explained everything, Fan Xian used his small arm to remove the bedsheet from Fei Jie's body. He hid behind Wu Zhu and laughed foolishly, pretending to be an idiot.
It was a pity that he had shown off a little today. The two powerful figures in front of him knew that this four-year-old's mind was not as simple as it seemed.
The sky was already beginning to brighten. In the distance, the faint crowing of a rooster and the sound of servants boiling water could be heard.
Wu Zhu led Fei Jie out the door. But before they left, Fan Xian heard Wu Zhu say something cold. "When are you going to explain how you know who I am?"
Fan Xian's heart skipped a beat. He didn't know how to explain. Four years ago, when he and Wu Zhu had traveled thousands of miles to Danzhou, he had been a baby only a few months old. He thought about it again and again, but couldn't come up with a good excuse. He could only blame himself for being frightened by that strange old man Fei Jie.
The city of Danzhou began to wake from its dreams, but the unremarkable grocery store showed no signs of opening.
In a dark room in the store, Wu Zhu looked at Fei Jie coldly. "What is the meaning of the cripple?"
Although Fei Jie could be considered a master in some areas, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious when he thought of the rumors about the cold-blooded and ruthless young man in front of him. "The young master has to grow up," he replied. "One day, you will have to face the problems of the capital. If you prepare early, you will have a better chance of success."
Wu Zhu raised his head and "looked" at him.
Although he knew that the man before him was blind, Fei Jie felt that behind the black cloth, there was a murderous glint staring at him. He smiled. "If Master Wu has any objections, I can return to the capital immediately. I believe Master Wu will respect your opinion."
Wu Zhu shook his head. "I don't think the cripple sent you here for a simple reason."
"Not bad." Fei Jie thought that only the man in front of him would dare to call the headmaster a cripple. He bowed and replied, "The headmaster hasn't been able to find the box left behind by Miss Wu. He's worried that it might be found by someone with ulterior motives, so he'd like to ask for your guidance."
"There's no need to look for it. The Lady destroyed the chest before she died," Wu Zhu said expressionlessly.
Fei Jie nodded and turned to leave. Suddenly, he frowned and said, "I always feel that the Young Master is a little strange. Fifth Master, he is only four years old, yet you let him practice such an overbearing Zhen Qi cultivation method. Aren't you afraid that something will happen?"
"The strange part is yet to come. I didn't teach him his zhenqi cultivation method either." Wu Zhu looked at the poisonous creature that was about to become his young master's teacher. "I'll have to trouble you," he said lightly.
Fei Jie touched the dull ache on his head. He felt that these words seemed to be a bad omen, so he took his leave with a bitter smile.
After he left, the blind Wu Zhu entered a secret room in the grocery store and stared blankly at a dust-covered chest in the corner. His eyes were still covered by a black cloth, but it was obvious that he was thinking about something.
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During the day, a strange teacher came to the Count's manor. After handing in his name card, he was personally received by the Countess. Somehow, he gained the Countess' trust and became the second teacher of the Fan family's young master.
The maids had long since spread the news, and they all felt it strange. How could a man with a bandaged head, who looked like an old scoundrel, be qualified to be their young master's teacher?
In the study, Fan Xian was obediently massaging Mr. Fei's back. Last night, he had knocked Mr. Fei's pillow, and now he had to quickly curry favor.
"Teacher, you can't blame me," he said in a childish voice. Deep down, he felt disgusted. "You had a knife. I'm young, so I was a little impulsive."
Fei Jie thought that without a knife, how could he pry open the door? He had only planned to sneak in to see what this legendary illegitimate child looked like. Who would have thought that the child would stay up in the middle of the night and play with insomnia?
So it was inevitable that there would be a misunderstanding. But the back of his head still hurt. What a pity. In the future, he would find a way to get back at Fan Xian.
"I thought you would come to teach me in secret."
"That's right. In many jianghu legends, a young man living alone in a small garden will come across a strange person and learn amazing skills. Those around him know nothing about it. This kind of thing is quite common."
Fan Xian looked at Fei Jie bitterly, listening to him speak.
"But not everyone in this world is stupid. Besides, you're not my daughter-in-law, and I don't like to climb walls every day." Fei Jie's expression was not very good. He looked at the young boy in front of him. "So, since I have an identity, it's better to use that identity to teach you."
Fan Xian chuckled and climbed onto his lap. "Teacher, do you know my father? What kind of person is he? "
Fei Jie's face turned green and red. He knew that the young boy in front of him was a vicious person, and yet he was still pretending to be naive. He felt completely powerless. Hearing the question, he thought for a moment before replying, "The Count is a friend of my superior, so he asked me to teach you. You should call me teacher in the future."
"Teacher? Then what are you going to teach me? "
Fei Jie laughed, and a strange light flashed in his slightly brown eyes. "I only know how to... use poison. So I'm going to teach you how to use poison to kill people, and how not to be poisoned to death."
He had thought that this would scare the little boy to tears, but Fei Jie immediately realized that the little boy in front of him was not an ordinary person, so his trick would probably be useless.
Sure enough, Fan Xian's big eyes were full of excitement. His long eyelashes fluttered in a particularly interested manner. "Then what are you waiting for? Do you want me to catch a few rabbits to experiment on? Rabbits won't do, so I'll use toads? "
Fei Jie foolishly turned around, wondering if this little boy was really only four years old.
— — — —
A few months later.
About a dozen miles away from Danzhou Harbor, in the graveyard, the faint light of dawn shone down on the dark graveyard, making the land seem even more eerie and eerie.
Fei Jie clasped his hands together and stood outside the graveyard, watching the young master squatting in the grave. His eyebrows trembled slightly.
This time, he had used a trip as an excuse to take a few days off from the Countess of the Count's manor. She had brought Fan Xian to the graveyard to dissect corpses and study the structure of the human body.
Although he knew that Fan Xian was different from the average little boy, Fei Jie saw that it only took Fan Xian a short while to get used to the gloomy atmosphere of the graveyard. He quickly steadied his mind and began dissecting the corpses in the graveyard according to what he had learned in the past month. Fei Jie himself was shocked.
He had always been a professional in dealing with corpses, but he had never seen a four-year-old boy who could face a corpse so calmly.
There was a foul stench in the graveyard. A beautiful and clean little boy wearing a large mask was using his small hands to pull out a ball of sticky intestines from a half-decomposed corpse.
It was a horrifying scene. Fan Xian felt that his second life was just as miserable.
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