"You have no understanding." Tianjizi looked at Fang Yan with disappointment. He was very disappointed with his disciple. "I have said it so bluntly, but you don't understand anything."
"Master, with all due respect, you are not straightforward at all. What do you want to say? Are you going to give me the Tai Chi Diagram or not? "
"Didn't I tell you to go out to see the scenery and breathe the fresh air?"
"I asked about the Tai Chi Diagram, but you asked me to see the scenery. Master, don't play with me, okay? I'm stupid. It's not fun. "
Tianjizi felt that his breathing became heavy. He wanted to use his Twelve Palms of the Celestial Master to slap Fang Yan into meat paste. Inexplicably, how did he get such a disciple?
If possible, Tianjizi really wanted to return it!
"If you don't go out to see the scenery, how can you find the scenery you want to see?" Tianjizi forcibly suppressed the hostility in his heart with the Laozi Mind-clearing Mantra and said while looking into Fang Yan's eyes. Worried that he still didn't understand, he blinked his eyes cutely.
"Master, tell me the truth. Are you going to give me the Tai Chi Diagram or not? Why did you blink?"
"…"
Tianjizi took Fang Yan for a walk in the yard, muttering, "The beauty of heaven and earth is in the mountains, in the water, in the air, in the breeze, in the moon, in the river. In the spring sowing and autumn harvesting, in the frost, in the snow, in the flowers and plants in the yard, and in the big vat in the corner. It's not that there is no beauty in the world, but there is a lack of eyes to discover it. "
Fang Yan finally had a pair of eyes that could discover beauty. He strode toward the big vat in the corner of the yard.
He stood next to the big vat, but there was no movement in the vat.
"Master." Fang Yan turned around and called out.
His eyes searched around, but he found that he had lost his master.
Fang Yan was stunned for a while, and his face became dignified.
He picked up a small pebble from the ground and threw it into the big vat.
The pebbles splashed with tiny splashes of water, and ripples formed on the surface of the water tank.
When the ripples disappeared, the mirror surface of the water tank became calm again.
Fang Yan craned his neck to look into the vat. The water was pitch-black and seemed bottomless.
This was just an ordinary water tank. Many people would set up such a large tank in their yard to raise fish or grow some aquatic plants. However, Fang Yan had an illusion that when he stood in front of the water tank, his heart was pounding fiercely, as if there was a dangerous monster hiding inside, or something important was about to happen.
Rain began to fall from the sky again, falling into the water tank. Tiny but beautiful ripples appeared on the surface of the water.
The bottom of the water tank had green plants growing wildly, and the bottom of the water tank was covered with dense moss. A snail was carrying a backpack and trying to climb a mountain to a water tank. After climbing a few centimeters with great difficulty, it slipped and fell. It shook its head and tried again.
However, all of this was meaningless to Fang Yan.
He stretched out his hand and opened it in the air. The tiny raindrops made his palm wet.
"It's raining." Fang Yan sighed softly.
When he turned around and was about to leave, the expression on his face suddenly became strange.
His heart pounded again, and an emotion called joy filled his whole body.
He turned around abruptly and saw a shocking scene.
On the mirror surface of the water tank, two big fish, one red and one black, were blowing bubbles with their huge heads.
Puff puff puff!
One bubble after another came out of their mouths and floated on the surface of the water tank. Soon, they exploded again.
"You guys are so cute." Fang Yan said to them with a smile.
Fang Yan looked at them affectionately, as if he was looking at Ye Rou.
The two big fish, one red and one black, blinked their small eyes and looked at Fang Yan. Then, they blew a long string of bubbles at him. Puff puff puff!
Fang Yan laughed loudly.
Crack!
The begonia cup made by Cai Mingfu, a porcelain master from the Qing Dynasty, was smashed into pieces on the wall. General Xing's face was gloomy, his eyes cold, and there was an irrepressible ruthlessness in his voice.
"The whole army was wiped out?" General Xing's voice was like a roar. "How could the whole army be wiped out?"
"Second Young Master hid very well, but he was still stepped on by Fang Yan's two martial nephews, Fang Yingying and Fang Haohan. The Snake Lord controlled the snake formation to trap Second Young Master. In a moment of desperation, Second Young Master ignited the genetic bomb, so everyone died."
"Everyone is dead." General Xing panted heavily. He took a cigar from the box in front of him. After carefully trimming it, he lit it and took a deep puff.
In the process of doing this, his state of mind finally calmed down. His eyes were like ghosts in the smoke. He looked at the man in black in front of him and said, "What about you? Why are you still alive? "
"Because the heavens want me to live," the black-clothed man said in a heavy voice, "Fang Yan is not dead, so I have to live well."
"You don't help?"
"I've tried, but I failed." The black-clothed man calmly faced General Xing's scrutiny and doubt. He said, "Perhaps I can't turn defeat into victory, but if I want to leave, they can't keep me."
Even though he was just a dog of the General family, the black-clothed man had an arrogance that would not allow others to look down on or insult him. General Xing also knew that he was very confident when he said these words.
General Xing knew that his probing was too obvious. He took a cigar from the box and threw it over. The black-clothed man caught the cigar and then returned it. He said, "I don't smoke."
"You're living a boring life." General Xing laughed and teased. "I'm not suspecting you of anything. It's just that this matter is too strange, and this news really does make one's heart feel bad. No matter what, he is my younger brother. Tell me, how should I go back and talk to the old man about this? He always had high hopes for him, but now this hope has been cut off by someone. He must not be in a good mood, right? "
The black-clothed man did not answer. He knew that General Xing had no intention of letting him answer this question.
General Xing looked at the black-clothed man in front of him and said, "You should know that you and I are grasshoppers on the same boat. In this world, besides the General family, no one can protect you."
"I understand." The black-clothed man said.
"You are a smart person." General Xing nodded his head with incomparable appreciation. He said, "I'm very happy that you were able to send this news to me. Then, from today onwards, we are friends, right?"
The black-clothed man was silent for a while. He said, "I don't have the qualifications to be friends with you."
"Hahaha." General Xing laughed loudly. He pointed at the black-clothed man and said, "How could that be? You're a bastard, and so am I. We should be friends from birth, right? "
A smile appeared on the black-clothed man's face. He was also amused by General Xing's' self-deprecating 'words.
General Xing stood up and said, "The white-haired person sending off the black-haired person, this is truly a tragedy. I really don't want the old man's body to be harmed because of this matter, but I still have to tell him. He has to take care of the important matters of the family. "
The black-clothed man bowed as General Xing left. His body also disappeared into the darkness.
"Dead?" The old man, who was tending to the precious camellia in the courtyard, stopped moving. His body stiffened as if he had been magically frozen. First was surprise and disbelief, then undisguised sorrow. "Is the news confirmed?"
"It's confirmed," General Xing said in a low voice. "Although my brother has left the General family, he has been secretly contacting me. It's not easy for him outside, and I have done my best to support him with money and various other resources. After receiving the news, I tried to contact him again, but I still haven't received a response. His assistant has also disappeared. It seems that he's also dead. "
"If he's alive, I want to see him. If he's dead, I want to see his corpse." The old man used a great deal of effort to straighten his back. He took off the cotton gloves on his hands and rubbed his calloused hands together. He said, "No matter what, you have to bring him back to me."
"I will," General Xing said with a serious expression. "I've already sent people out to search. No matter what, you have to bring my brother back. "
The old man sat down on a rattan chair under the eaves. Because he used too much force, the chair creaked.
General Xing handed over a cup of hot tea, but the old man did not reach out to take it.
"I was the one who chased him out, so I have to bring him back …" The old man muttered to himself. "If he's really gone, find a way to bury him in the Jiang family's ancestral grave …"
General Xing nodded again and said as if he was making a promise, "Grandpa, don't worry. I'll arrange it. "
"I regret it," the old man said softly.
"What?" General Xing was stunned, not understanding why his grandfather would say such a thing. He had roamed his entire life and experienced countless battles, but he had never said the word 'regret'.
"Some time ago, Sir brought Fang Yan to our home as a guest and had the intention of making peace, but I refused," Jiang Xifu Old Man said with a sorrowful expression. "If I wasn't so extreme and stubborn at that time, I would've called back the military order to apologize and compensate him as much as he should have. This matter wouldn't have developed to this stage, and the military order wouldn't have ended up like this!"
General Xing was silent. He thought to himself, with his understanding of Fang Yan, if it was just Jiang Junling apologizing to Fang Yan, Fang Yan would probably not accept it, right?
"But, since we've already taken this step …" Jiang Xifu Old Man's hand gripped the handle of the rattan chair so hard that the old twigs creaked. "Then let's do our best. The Jiang family and Fang Yan will not rest until one of us is dead. "
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