In the next few days, Xia Fan spent all his energy on memories.

His impression of Kyoto Prefecture was so vague that the process of recalling it became extremely difficult, and it was almost all fragmented.

So much so that Xia Fan had to prepare a pen and paper, and whenever he recalled a seemingly meaningless fragment, he recorded these fragments on rice paper.

Most of these fragments seem to be worthless when they are first recalled, such as in the memory of the previous life, a certain street has a certain storefront, such as those people who passed by by chance in the previous life.

In short, these fragmentary memories filled his mind.

When he tried his best to recall all the memories related to Kyoto Prefecture stored in his brain, these were the things that appeared in his mind the most.

But no matter how boring a memory seems to be, as long as it is recalled, Xia Fan will definitely record it on paper for the first time.

It is not until the various fragments are gradually enriched and some inconspicuous connections begin to form with each other that many memories that originally seemed meaningless begin to gradually show their due value.

For example, through the subsequent memories of the associated fragments, Xia Fan remembered the store on that street, and the reason why it was imprinted in his memory was because although the store was just doing ordinary calligraphy and painting business on the surface, the identity of the owner of the store was extraordinary!

At least half of all the underground forces in the Kyoto Prefecture are in the hands of the shopkeeper!

This is internal intelligence from the Black Hand organization, and there can be no mistake.

Therefore, Xia Fan's memory process, in the last few days, as he remembered more and more fragments, the sorting of memories became smoother and smoother.

It wasn't until the first night before the spring exams of the three major colleges that Xia Fan could be regarded as having completed his entire memory.

In order to avoid too much unnecessary interference for himself, Xia Fan cut out all the details in his memory, leaving only those more important events and the causes and consequences of the events themselves.

After all, empiricism kills people, and Xia Fan is not sure if those trivial things will happen in this life as well as in the previous life.

Although history will have its inevitable inertia, Xia Fan's heart is uncertain about how much this inertia can withstand intervention.

Not long ago in Qingyang City, the day of the family's extinction was unexpectedly much earlier, which made him realize this problem.

In this case, when using the advantage of one's own foresight to obtain benefits, it is natural to be more cautious.

After sorting out all the memories of Kyoto Prefecture, Xia Fan shook the rice paper into powder with vitality, and at the same time, in his heart, he had a general idea of what to do next.

In any case, the Xia family is going to come to Kyoto eventually.

Xia Fan knew very well that his father had an almost paranoid insistence on letting the Xia family in Qingyang City return to the genealogy of the Xia family in the capital.

Therefore, it is very necessary to make some preparations in advance.

Of course, the specific way of returning still needs to be considered in the long run.

What Xia Fan didn't want to see in the end was that the Xia family in Qingyang City was swallowed by the Xia family in the capital.

He did not live this life again to see his family die in another way.

It was precisely because of this consideration that after Xia Fan came to Kyoto with Ye Yi, he did not go to the Xia family in the capital to worship for the first time.

At least until there was enough power that could make the Xia family face it, Xia Fan didn't plan to have too much contact with the Xia family.

When Xia Fan finished thinking about what he was going to do next in his bedroom, and was about to consider some details, there was a sudden abnormal fluctuation of vitality in Ye Yi's bedroom.

Xia Fan, who had always paid part of his attention to Ye Yiyi, noticed the change for the first time, and his heart was suddenly happy, he raised his hand and grabbed the little guy on the bed, and then rushed out of his bedroom, directly pushed open the door of Ye Yiyi's bedroom next door, and broke in.

"Became an eight-rank martial artist?"

Looking at Ye Yi, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed and had already opened his eyes, Xia Fan exhaled and asked.

"Knowingly, the medicine you refined has a good effect, and there are no problems with my body anymore."

Ye still exhaled a breath of turbidity, got out of bed and stood on the ground, walked in front of Xia Fan, and reached out to hold the little guy into his arms.

Xia Fan directly ignored the little guy's complaining eyes, and nodded quite satisfied: "Very good, tomorrow is the spring test, let's have a good rest tonight." Before you are even seventeen years old, you have the realm of an eight-rank martial artist, and I am afraid that you will shock the entire Shenwu Academy tomorrow, and maybe even the whole of Kyoto. ”

"What about you? Don't you plan to break through to become a martial artist yet? ”

Ye still didn't answer, but asked rhetorically.

"My physical sensations are about to accumulate to the limit, and it is estimated that the breakthrough will be a matter of the past few days."

"Okay, I'm going to sleep with the little one in my arms tonight."

"Ahem, of course, it's an honor for it."

Xia Fan rubbed his hands, and a dog-like smile appeared on his face.

The little guy who was still held in Ye Ying's arms was slightly stunned after seeing Xia Fan so spineless, and immediately gave Xia Fan a look of contempt without concealment.

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……

"The head of the family, the package that the second young master mailed from Kyoto."

In the patriarch's mansion of the Xia family house in Qingyang City, the old housekeeper walked into Xia Ya's study with a large package.

Until now, it had been two months since Xia Fan and Ye still left Qingyang City, and this was the first time that the old housekeeper had received news about the two of them, so he was quite excited.

"Hmph, that bastard boy knows how to write letters to his family! We're about to move the clan to the county government, he really knows how to pick a time, and if it's two or three days late, won't I be able to receive his package? ”

Xia Ya, who was buried in the desk to approve the letters, raised his head as soon as he heard the old butler's shout.

Although he complained so much, there was a look of surprise on his face, showing his inner thoughts clearly.

"Hehe, when people don't send letters back, you just talk all day long, and when you send letters back, you don't have the right mouth. There's no one else here, what kind of majesty do you still maintain? ”

The old housekeeper was obviously in a very good mood, looking at Xia Ya's appearance, it was rare that he didn't insist on the so-called difference between master and slave, and while making fun of Xia Ya with a smile, he had already put the package on the desk in front of Xia Ya and opened the package.

The letter that Xia Fan carefully wrote was placed on the top of the package, Xia Ya snatched the family letter, quickly opened it, and read it carefully.

The old housekeeper stretched his neck and looked at Xia Ya with blank eyes, wanting to know what was written in the family letter.

After a while, Xia Ya's face showed a look of doubt, but soon he figured out what was going on, reached out and patted his head, and then read it from the beginning again.

Then, after only a while, Xia Ya's breathing began to become short, and her face gradually turned red.

"What's wrong? What did Young Master Xia Fan say in the letter? ”

Looking at Xia Ya's appearance, the old housekeeper really had a feeling of scratching his heart, but Xia Ya just stared at the family letter and didn't tell him the content at all, so that the old housekeeper finally couldn't help but ask very eagerly.

Xia Ya did not answer the old butler's question, but held the family letter in one hand, and quickly began to rummage through the package with the other.

There are a lot of Kyoto specialties in this large package, so after a lot of hard work, Xia Ya finally found a very deep ring in a few pastries.

The old housekeeper looked at Xia Ya's actions with a blank face, and he couldn't figure out what Xia Ya was planning to do.

I saw Xia Ya bring the ring to his hand, and then while staring at the family letter, he suddenly mobilized the vitality in his body.

Then a dull look appeared on Xia Ya's face, and the whole person's eyes instantly lost concentration, as if he had lost his soul.

The old housekeeper looked at Xia Ya's changes in amazement, and subconsciously stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Xia Ya's eyes.

only to find that Xia Ya's eyes were unfocused, and he didn't have any reaction to his actions.

"What's going on?"

The old butler muttered to himself.

Just as the old housekeeper was about to reach out and shake Xia Ya, Xia Ya suddenly returned to normal.

However, the whole person looked extremely excited, and without waiting for the old housekeeper to react, he directly grabbed the old housekeeper's hands and shouted excitedly: "Uncle Zhou! We are developed! It won't take long! The strength of our Xia family can be at least ten times higher than what we have now! At least ten times over! Xia Fan, this bastard boy! How did he do it! How the hell did he do it! ”

"What?!"

The old housekeeper looked at Xia Ya, who looked like crazy, and was stupid on the spot for a while.