When Fang Yan opened his eyes, he heard Fang Yingying and Fang Haohan chatting.
"Junior Martial Uncle is indeed Junior Martial Uncle. He's even so professional at pretending to be dead. I can't help but admire him — — he was afraid that he would be surrounded by those experts he offended on One Sword Peak and take revenge, so he pretended to be dead and hasn't woken up yet — —" This was Fang Yingying's voice.
"That's right. If the two of us pretended to sleep for one or two hours at most, we'd be alive and kicking after everyone has left. How could we be like Junior Martial Uncle, who slept for two days and two nights and still isn't willing to wake up? Do you think Junior Martial Uncle really fainted or fainted at that time? I suspect that it was definitely fainting — — "This was Fang Haohan's voice.
Fang Yan was shocked. He actually slept for two days?
At that time, he just didn't want to accept the challenge from Gossip King Weed Hermit's disciple and the old monk's group. Who would want to fight to the death with them for no reason? His occupation was a teacher, and his primary responsibility was to educate people — — fighting and killing was uncivilized.
"Isn't that obvious? I asked him if he had any problems before, and he said he was fine. Gossip King Weed Hermit's disciple fainted as soon as these people came to challenge him — — it's obvious that he was acting. "Fang Yingying said confidently. "It's not like you don't know Junior Martial Uncle's temperament. It's not like he's only done this kind of thing once or twice. "
"But Junior Martial Uncle's injuries are really serious — — even Phoenix and Miss Ye said so. Tell me, does Phoenix like Junior Martial Uncle or not? These two days, she's been brewing medicine and wiping his body. She doesn't treat herself as an outsider at all. At that time on One Sword Peak, Miss Ye didn't want us to fight the Thousand Leaves Army. She said that even if the Ye Family's people were all dead, there's no need for us to die — — is there something we don't know? "
"Yes, yes, I've heard that too." Fang Yingying lowered his voice. "I've been thinking about this sentence for the past two days. Say, could it be that Miss Ye is deeply in love with our Junior Martial Uncle and has already regarded herself as the Fang family's daughter-in-law? "
"Impossible, right? Junior Martial Uncle was beaten black and blue every time he fought with Miss Ye. He couldn't get out of bed for more than half a month. What kind of daughter-in-law would beat her future husband like that? "
Fang Yingying thought about it seriously and said, "It's not impossible. Think about it, Miss Ye's skills are so good, and she has violent tendencies. Whenever she has something to do, she'll definitely find someone to beat up. Take the inner world for example, how many people can be a match for Miss Ye? Apart from Junior Martial Uncle, who else could be worthy of her, a young disciple who could exchange blows with her and not be beaten to death by her? What was that sentence again? Flirting and scolding is love. Don't fight or scold. Maybe Miss Ye is in such a situation now. "
Fang Haohan sighed softly and said, "Does Miss Ye want a husband or a human punching bag?"
"Junior Martial Uncle is so pitiful." Fang Yingying also sighed.
Fang Yan listened and gritted his teeth. He asked fiercely, "Who are you saying is pitiful?"
"Junior Martial Uncle is —" Fang Yingying was about to answer "Junior Martial Uncle is pitiful" when he suddenly felt something was wrong. His fat face instantly changed color. With red eyes, he rushed to Fang Yan on the bed and said excitedly, "Junior Martial Uncle is finally awake. That's great, that's really great. Junior Martial Uncle, do you know that you have been unconscious for two days? If you don't wake up — I — I don't know how to live. "
Fang Yan glanced at Fang Yingying with disdain and said, "What do you mean by don't know how to live? Do you want to eat stewed noodles or lamb chop for your next meal? "
"Junior Martial Uncle, you don't know. I haven't eaten much in the two days you were unconscious. Fang Haohan has no appetite like me. Look at how hungry he is —"
Fang Haohan nodded repeatedly. The skin on his cheeks was like bones. He looked really 'hungry'.
"Fang Haohan won't be so hungry if he ate less glass shards." Fang Yan said snappily. "Go get me a glass of water."
"Okay." Fang Yingying and Fang Haohan ran outside at the same time.
"Fang Yingying, stay." Fang Yan shouted.
Fang Yingying's face was full of bitterness. When he turned around, his face was already full of smiles. He said, "Junior Martial Uncle, do you have something to ask me?"
"What happened after I fainted?" Fang Yan asked aloud.
"Junior Martial Uncle really doesn't know?"
Seeing that Fang Yan was about to lose his temper again, Fang Yingying quickly said, "Of course Junior Martial Uncle doesn't know. Because Junior Martial Uncle really fainted at that time — seeing you faint, those people naturally dispersed. "
"That's it?" Fang Yan asked curiously.
"Not yet." Fang Yingying said.
"Fang Yingying, I don't have much strength right now. If you wait for me to ask any more questions, the first thing I do when I get up will be to beat you into meat paste. "
Fang Yingying was shocked and quickly said, "After Junior Martial Uncle fainted, Qingyun said goodbye and left. When he left, he said he would come back to fight with Junior Martial Uncle in a month. That bald monk snatched the second place and said he would come back to fight with Junior Martial Uncle two months later so that Junior Martial Uncle could recuperate and not be slapped to death by him. Cai Zhonghang, the king of gossip, was ranked third. He said don't lose to Qingyun and the bald monk. Otherwise, if he challenged you again, it would be a pity."
Fang Yan's eyes were dull and said, "I fainted, and they still didn't let me go?"
"That's what I said at the time." Fang Yingying said.
Seeing Fang Yan's eyes looking at him, Fang Yingying added, "In the end, I was slapped on the head by that bald monk. I wasn't convinced. I originally wanted to fight him for three hundred rounds."
"Stop bragging. You couldn't even last three rounds." Fang Yan said.
Fang Yingying grinned and said, "Great minds think alike. When I saw that I couldn't beat him, I didn't take the initiative to hit him."
"Can someone like you be considered a hero?"
"My name is Hero."
Fang Haohan brought the water over. After drinking a large cup of warm water, Fang Yan felt much better.
He asked Fang Yingying and Fang Haohan to help him up. Seeing the gauze wrapped around his chest, he knew it was the work of a girl. He said, "This is from the Phoenix Bun?"
"Yes. The Phoenix cleaned your body, stitched your wounds, applied ointment for you. She also helped you shave and dig out your earwax. "
"Where's Ye Rou?" Fang Yan asked.
"When Miss Ye came, the Phoenix was cleaning your body, stitching your wounds, applying ointment, shaving your beard and digging out your earwax. She probably felt that she couldn't find anything to do, so she turned around and left."
Fang Yan smiled bitterly and said, "Why?"
"Why what?" Fang Yingying asked in confusion.
"What do you know?" Fang Yan shouted angrily. "Everything was done by the Phoenix. What did you two idiots do?"
Fang Yingying and Fang Haohan looked at each other. Fang Haohan said bitterly, "We're too stupid. That's why we can't do anything. We can only sit there and watch over Junior Martial Uncle."
"— —"
No wonder people say that stupid people have stupid luck. However, some people are really stupid. Some people are just pretending to be stupid.
Knock, knock, knock.
Fang Yingying went forward and gently knocked on the door.
Creak!
The wooden door of the small courtyard was pulled open. Qing Yin saw Fang Yan, Fang Yingying, and Fang Haohan standing at the door. He asked cautiously, "What do you want?"
Qing Yin's Hua Xia language was still not good. It took a lot of effort to understand what he was saying.
Fang Yan waved his hand to tell Qing Yin not to be nervous. He said with a smile, "I'm here to see your master."
Qing Yin hesitated. A man's voice came from behind. "Qing Yin, an important guest is here. Invite the guest in."
Qing Yin stepped to the side and made an inviting gesture.
Chiba Shinobu stood in the courtyard. He was wearing a wide-sleeved robe. His skin was fair. He didn't change much from when they first met.
However, Fang Yan could still feel the gloomy and dejected aura from him.
He had lost something very important.
Domineering!
The Sword God of Japan, the number one martial artist in Japan, had lost his domineering aura. This was obviously a very regrettable thing.
Fang Yan stood in front of Chiba Shinobu with a trace of pity on his face.
Chiba Shinobu laughed. "He's just a loser. Why are you troubled, Fang Yan -san?"
"You didn't lose in swordsmanship. You lost in the way of the world," Fang Yan said. "Japan is still too small. It will limit your vision and mind, which is not good for understanding swordsmanship. "
"This kind of thing can't be changed by one person. It also can't be changed by the power of a country. Japan once had the chance to rise to the sky in one step, but it failed. "
"Failure is inevitable," Fang Yan said with a smile. "You've come to Hua Xia. You've stepped on the land of Hua Xia. You've seen it with your own eyes and heard it with your own ears. You should know how cohesive and hardworking this nation is. Do you know why we're called the descendants of the dragon? Because our ancestors had such expectations for us. They hoped that all of us would be like dragons. "
"One dragon can turn the world upside down. What kind of power and miracles can 1.3 billion dragons exert? You'll see it. People all over the world will see it. "
Chiba gently shook his head and said with a smile, "Fang Yan, don't tell me how big your country is, and don't tell me how outstanding your people are. The East Asians are just as outstanding, and they work just as hard. But I'm still not optimistic about its future. "
"The reason why I'm not optimistic is that Japan lacks young people like you. What they lack is not one, but a group, "Chiba Shinobu said with a sad expression. "If we also have a group of young people like you, who are brimming with talent, hot-blooded, fearless of death, and brave to meet any challenge, our future will be better than it is now. Unfortunately, we don't. "
"If the young are rich, the country will be rich. If the young are strong, the country will be strong. This is the most precious asset of a country. "
Fang Yan smiled and said, "Mr. Chiba, thank you. Thank you for saving me. You have brilliant swordsmanship and the heart of a warrior that matches it. "
Chiba Shinobu looked at Fang Yan and said, "Fang Yan, promise me one thing."
"I can't change my nationality," Fang Yan said with a serious expression.
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