Chapter 3: A Letter from Home
Seeing Wang Fatzi coming in shouting, Fang Yi was still a little angry. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 But when I saw the familiar handwriting on the envelope, all of a sudden I was replaced by joy.
Due to the large number of disciples in the Qi Refining Realm, the Yuyue Sect usually has to prepare some ingredients, clothes, and so on on time. And to be prepared, contact with the outside world is indispensable.
However, it was different from Fang Yi who climbed over the vast mountains by himself. Those guys who specialize in buying items, every time they go out, they are specially escorted by the disciples of the Yuyue Sect.
Because of the fat man, Fang Yi was more familiar with the guys who bought the goods. Needless to say, every time the gang went to Qingniu Town, that is, the town where he used to live, to buy things. Fang Yidu entrusted them to help him bring back the letter from the family.
Originally, when he brought the family letter back, he just wanted his brother to know his situation. As for his brother's reply to him, he never had the luxury of expecting it.
After all, since that time, his brother has basically ignored people. No matter what others were doing in front of him, he didn't seem to notice, let alone reply.
With surprise, Fang Yi excitedly opened the family letter with his brother's handwriting.
"Knock, knock, knock".
Just after reading a few sentences, Fang Yiru was struck by lightning. The footsteps staggered and kept retreating, and the mood suddenly fell to the bottom.
After reading the family letter with trembling hands, Fang Yi's face was like ashes. After many days of perseverance in cultivation, this moment finally turned into ashes.
Seeing that Fang Yi changed from great joy to great sorrow, Wang Fatzi was stunned. was brewing a full stomach of nonsense, but I didn't know how to talk about it for a while. In this way, the two of them sat in a daze, and the other stood quietly, without making a sound.
Looking into the distance, Fang Yi's body trembled. Finally, after a long silence, two lines of tears flowed from his eyes.
Cultivating immortals, cultivating immortals, if the original purpose is gone, then what kind of immortal is he cultivating.
Looking at this letter full of his brother's handwriting in a daze, Fang Yi felt pain. was full of expectations, but what I didn't expect to see was his brother's desperate words.
"Wang Chuan, is there still the Qianli Fu you told me last time? If so, you can give me a few first. I'll pay you back next time I have extra money and spirit stones. With a burst of sadness, holding on to the last glimmer of hope, Fang Yi seemed to think of something. Suddenly got up from the chair, grabbed the fat man's arm and said.
"Yes, I still have three. You wait a minute, I'll give it to you now. As for silver money and spirit stones, there is no need for them. That's enough for me before. Seeing Fang Yi like this, although the fat man didn't know what was going on, he was still quite righteous.
Seeing the fat man leave, Fang Yi took the last bit of hope. Anxiously went to Uncle Li's residence.
After some explanation, Uncle Li agreed to let him take leave to go home, and gave him a token to enter and leave the sect. After all, he is an informal disciple, and many sect rules do not have to be strictly followed by him. And there are not many things in the utility room, and there is nothing to delay in a few days.
Bidding farewell to Uncle Li, Fang Yi cleaned up and came to the place agreed with the fat man.
After receiving the three thousand miles talisman handed by the fat man, Fang Yi began to embark on the return journey in a hurry.
"Yo, isn't this a waste show! Where are you going, you anxious? Oh, I can't think of it because your brother can't think of it." As soon as he came out of the mountain gate, it was unfortunate that Fang Yi ran into Zhao Yin again.
Hearing this, Fang Yi's chest was immediately full of anger. But anger is anger, and he still knows the gap between himself and the other party very well in his heart. He had to endure it.
Seeing that Fang Yi didn't speak, he continued to walk towards the forest. Zhao Yin said with a mocking face: "Dumb, why do you still want to cross this deep mountain?" Hehe, you were lucky last time, but this time you are really going to have bone residue left. ”
The fist was clenched in the sleeve and turned white. Hearing this, Fang Yi didn't answer, and directly took out the Thousand Miles Talisman from his arms and put it on his leg.
Smoke and dust billowed like a galloping horse. Fang Yi directly disappeared into Fang Yin's sight at a speed that surpassed that of ordinary people by two or three times.
Seeing this, Zhao Yin just sneered. First-Order Spirit Rune! It's still a spirit rune made from the lowest-grade demon beast "Thousand Miles Hoof"! It is wishful thinking to cross the mountains with this!
For this, Fang Yi is naturally clear. However, unlike the official disciples of the Yuyue Sect, there are two opportunities every year to be escorted home.
He is a servant, and if he wants to go back, he naturally has to take some risks.
But it can't be helped. After all, if you can rush back early. Maybe there is still hope to save his brother who wants to kill himself.
Speeding through the deep mountains, Fang Yi followed his own memories and tried to follow the path he had walked when he came.......
Three days and three nights without stopping. Finally, Fang Yi crossed the deep mountains and old forests and returned to Qingniu Town. Compared to the last time, it took a month. This time, the time spent was short.
However, although the time is short, the danger has not diminished at all. For example, when he was halfway through, he encountered a first-order demon beast bone-toothed tiger.
It can also be regarded as his wit, and he met this bone-toothed tiger who can fight the third-level cultivator of Qi refining. Without saying a word, he braved the rock cold and dived directly into the icy river water. With the help of the effect of the river water to intercept the breath, it can be evaded.
And the other dangers are not to be talked about, almost all of them are brushes with death.
Overall, he was lucky this time. Once again, he crossed the mountains in a dangerous way.
Looking at Qingniu Town that appeared in front of him, Fang Yi couldn't care about anything else. After picking up a few mouthfuls of dry food, he ran towards home again in a hurry.
Two more hours passed, and Fang Yi hurried away. Finally, after passing through most of Qingniu Town, he returned to Shentan Village, the village where he lived.
But the whole village went to the rally. The moment Fang Yi entered the village, he suddenly found that the head of the village, which was usually not a small number of people, actually seemed a little empty.
Seeing this, Fang Yi felt a wall in his heart for no reason. With a hint of bad premonition, Fang Yi was very anxious, and quickly walked towards his house with his legs.
And as he got closer to his house, those who had not been seen at the head of the village appeared near his house in twos and threes.
Looking at the sympathetic eyes of those villagers, Fang Yi's face was snow-white, as if he had been struck by lightning.
Near, near, .......
Faced with his own ancestral house, which might reveal cruel truths, Fang Yi was very reluctant to move forward slowly. But even so, the familiar gate in front of him, but full of white silk, still appeared in his sight little by little.
As if to remind him, this is the truth. As he approached the gate, a series of childish cries reached his ears through the thick stone walls.
Hearing this, Fang Yi's heart twitched for no reason. How could he not know these immature voices. The voices were clearly from his brother's students.
With a thousand reluctances. Fang Yi finally trembled and pushed open the door that might reveal the cruel truth......
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