"Thank you, Big Brother Cui!" Ye Fan cupped his fist towards Cui Ziwen.
With these two techniques, if he were to meet a top expert in the future, his chances of winning would greatly increase!
"Here we go again." Cui Ziwen waved his hand with a smile.
Ye Fan gave an awkward smile and sat back down in the armchair.
"You are now at Matsumoto Takeyoshi's place, so you have to be careful and not be careless." Cui Ziwen picked up the teapot and poured tea into the cup, "That old man is full of tricks and has a large group of experts, so you have to be on guard."
"Big Brother Cui can rest assured on this point." Ye Fan replied, "He is using me to help him find the cauldrons. With the nine cauldrons missing, he won't do anything to me."
"Even so, you have to know that Matsumoto Takeyoshi is not the only one who wants to kill you." Cui Ziwen looked at Ye Fan as he spoke, "Since Xie Tian already knows that you have the White Bell, he will naturally be eyeing you like a tiger watching its prey. Not only you, Purple Sun Temple's Ming Yue, Tsing Yi Society's Yi Shuihan, Eagle Distressed Peak's Ye Ming, Baihu in your arms, and me are all their targets. "
"Tsing Yi Society? Yi Shuihan? "It was Ye Fan's first time hearing this name.
From Cui Ziwen's words, Ye Fan could tell that Yi Shuihan also had the White Bell.
Cui Ziwen heard Ye Fan's question and told Ye Fan everything about the Tsing Yi Society.
The Tsing Yi Society was famous for the fact that everyone in the society wore green clothes and did things in secret. It was founded by the special ability expert Yi Shuihan. It was said that Yi Shuihan was born with a special ability. His ability was so strong that even experts who had cultivated for many years were shocked. Not to mention anything else, just this person's emotions alone could affect the weather!
If he was happy, there would be a clear blue sky above his head, with a gentle breeze. If he was troubled, there would be a large gloomy cloud above his head. If he was sad and melancholy, there would be a drizzle pouring down. If he was angry, there would be dark clouds above his head, violent winds and torrential rain, lightning flashing and thunder rumbling.
This phenomenon began to appear when he was three years old, and as he grew older, his ability became stronger and stronger, and the range of his influence also increased. In the beginning, he could only influence an area of a few dozen feet, but by the time he was seven, he could already influence an entire village. By the time he was ten, he could already influence the weather of an entire town.
As a result, the local people did not go to the Dragon King Temple when they prayed for rain. Instead, they went to his house to beg him. She begged him to fly into a rage and bring down the sweet rain.
To be honest, this ability made Yi Shuihan, who was only ten years old, extremely distressed. The ability that others envied and envied was like a plague in his eyes. He could not wait to avoid it.
He was not a saint, and it was impossible for him to be happy every day. Although his family tried their best not to affect his mood after learning about his ability, they whispered to him every day and tried their best to satisfy him. They were afraid that once he lost his temper, the people would suffer.
But in his opinion, he was no different from a monster.
Everyone kept a respectful distance from him and never dared to say a word to him. Even the surrounding neighbors moved away. If he was not a monster, what was he?
Such days were simply torture for him.
Since he was a child, when other children gathered to play in the alley, he could only watch from afar and did not dare to go forward. This was because whenever he went over, the other children would stay far away from him. They would call him a monster and scatter. Every time this happened, he would start to feel sad. Naturally, a dark cloud would appear above his head, and it would drizzle.
The drizzle was like silk, patting on his face. It was cool, as if it was comforting him.
Every time he saw a patch of dark clouds suddenly appear in the fine weather, his father would take an umbrella and go out to find him. Then he would open the umbrella and bring the silent and drenched Yi Shuihan home.
His days at home were better. After all, his family would spoil him and let him have his way. But when he went to school, it was troublesome. Not a single private school was willing to take him in.
It was not because they discriminated against him, but because they were worried that if he got into an argument with other children and got angry, there would be lightning and thunder, injuring other children. That would not be good.
Since he could not go to school to study, then he could at least hire a teacher. Yi Shuihan's family was not bad. His father, Yi Xin, spent a lot of money to hire a teacher to teach him alone. But good times did not last long. After a month, the teacher said that he could not teach anymore. Even if he was paid more, he would not do it.
The reason was simple. Since he was teaching, he would definitely talk about the Hundred Schools of Thought, Qin Huang, Han Wu, and the history of war.
At the beginning, it was fine. The teacher taught Yi Shuihan the Four Books and Five Classics without any problems. But when he talked about Qin Shi Huang burning books and burying Confucians, Yi Shuihan's anger came. First, there was a strong wind in the room, blowing the books, tables, brushes, ink, and paper into a mess.
The teacher knew Yi Shuihan's ability, so he was prepared in advance. If the books were blown away, he would just pick them up. If the ink was blown away, he would just grind another pot.
But later, when he talked about the shame of the Song Dynasty's Jingkang, Yi Shuihan could no longer control himself. He was so angry that his hair stood up and he slammed the table. He saw a strong wind inside and outside the room, blowing sand and stones. The roof was quickly blown away by the wind. The teacher tightly hugged a pillar in the room, afraid that it would be blown away by the wind.
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