Chapter Ninety-Six: Ten Years of Farewell

Pang Kuan was asleep, and suddenly heard a sound from the beam, he suddenly opened his eyes, and searched carefully in the darkness for the source of the sound. Pang Kuan has been robbing tombs underground all year round, and has developed a pair of eyes that can look like torches in the dark. At this time, although the night was deep and there was no light in the room, this did not affect Pang Kuan's observation in the dark. Soon, he noticed that there was a slight movement on the roof, although it was extremely subtle, but it could not escape his eyes at all.

Pang Kuan gently took out a plum blossom dart from under the pillow, swished, and threw it towards the beam. The roof tiles cracked with a sound, and the plum blossom dart pierced through the tiles and pointed at the soles of the man's feet. Fan Erye reacted very quickly, and when he heard the sound of plum blossom darts flying out of the house, he rolled sideways, rolled over to the other side of the roof, and dodged the plum blossom darts.

"What kind of hero is on the house, I'm just a small wine shop here to stop and eat, I'm afraid I'm looking for the wrong place if I want to make a fortune?" Pang Kuan said loudly.

After speaking, Pang Kuan listened carefully, but only heard the silence on the beam, just when he thought that the man had left, he only heard a soft sound, and the man jumped from the roof to the door. Fan Erye whispered at the door, "I don't know, I don't know, I don't know." ”

Pang Kuan was startled, and sat up from the bed with a grunt, "I don't understand, I don't understand." ”

After speaking, Pang Kuan turned over and got out of bed, opened the door, and saw a thin old man in his fifties standing outside, with a huge rosacea nose that was very conspicuous. The person who came was Fan Erye.

"Your Excellency?" Pang Kuan had never met Fan Erye, so he asked. Second Master Fan has never seen Pang Kuan, and this is the first time the two have met.

Fan Erye's eyes are not as good as Pang Kuan, he can also see people clearly in the dark, he looked at Pang Kuan standing in the dark, but he still couldn't see why, he could only roughly judge his age by guò's voice. Fan Er Ye hugged his fists and saluted, "Under Fan Er, I have admired the prestige of Pang Shen Doctor for a long time, and I can see it today, I am really fortunate to have three lives!" ”

Pang Kuan hurriedly let him into the house, and then looked left and right to make sure that no one was following him, and then closed the door.

"Second Master Fan is in Duke Chen's Mansion, right?" Pang Kuan lit the lamp in the room, let Fan Erye sit down at the table, then picked up the tea on the table, tried the teapot wall with his hands, and found that the tea was cold. Pang Kuan said apologetically, "The tea is cold, I'll go to the kettle to warm it." "With that, he was going to go out the door.

Second Master Fan grabbed Pang Kuan's wrist, "Doctor Pang, don't be busy." Fan came today, not to drink tea, but to ask for something. ”

Pang Kuan sat down on the stool as he said, "It's easy to say, since Second Master Fan is worthy of the code, he must also be a person from our dark cooking world." Everyone is a family, and if there is anything to ask for, we should take care of each other. ”

Hearing the words of the Dark Cuisine World, Fan Erye's face couldn't help twitching, he didn't continue to speak, but brushed up his sleeve with his hand, revealing the wound on his right arm. By this time, the wound had stopped bleeding, and a fresh scab had formed on the surface.

Pang Kuan raised his eyes to look at his wounds, and then looked at Fan Er Ye in confusion, "Fan Er Ye, what's wrong with you?" ”

"I scraped it on the window and scratched the skin." Fan Erye said truthfully.

Pang Kuan nodded, no longer looking at his wounds, poured himself a cup of herbal tea, brought it to his mouth and took a sip. Fan Erye looked at him with a lack of interest, and couldn't help but be a little anxious, "Doctor Pang, please save your next life." ”

Pang Kuan didn't drink a sip of tea, and when he heard Fan Erye's words, he couldn't help but want to laugh, and as soon as his face moved, the cold tea choked on his throat, making him cough coldly, "Ahem, I said Fan Erye, cough cough, you're not making fun of me, right?" ”

"How could I make fun of you?" Fan Erye was a little annoyed, his expression was slightly angry, he sincerely asked him for help, but he laughed at himself here.

Pang Kuan pointed to his exposed wound and said with disdain, "You mean, this little wound will kill you?" Isn't this making fun of me? It's just a little bit of skin, and it will get better in a few days, and you're already scabbed, and there's no abnormal infection, and there won't be any problems. After Pang Kuan finished speaking, he drank the tea in the cup in one go, and then stood up with a gesture of wanting to send off a guest.

Pang Kuan's heart was already a little wary, this Fan Er, who came to him in the middle of the night, didn't have anything important, and looked quite suspicious. Although he had the right code, this person had been in Duke Chen's Mansion for so many years and had never shown his face in the Dark Cuisine Realm, so it was hard to guarantee that he would not have any changes and betray the Dark Cuisine Realm.

Second Master Fan hurriedly stood up and stopped Pang Kuan, "Doctor Pang, blame me for not making it clear." It wasn't the wound itself that killed me, but the fact that there was a wound. ”

"Huh? What do you mean? ”

So, Fan Erye told Pang Kuan what happened in Gong Chen's Mansion tonight, and asked Pang Kuan to heal his wounds.

"You mean, you're going to heal this wound tonight, and tomorrow morning, no one will be able to see that you ever had such a wound?" Pang Kuan seemed to understand what Fan Erye meant. Seeing Second Master Fan nodding, Pang Kuan shook his head instead.

"What? Doctor Pang, don't you want to help? "Second Master Fan is a little anxious.

"It's not that I won't help you, but I don't think it's that simple. Your brother has something to hide from me, hehehehe. Pang Kuan sat down on the stool again, picked up the teapot and made himself a cup of tea, this time, he also made a cup of tea for Fan Erye, which meant that Fan Erye slowly explained the reason.

Seeing this, Fan Erye knew that if he didn't tell the truth of the matter today, Pang Kuan would not help him. He frowned, thought fiercely in his heart, and finally sighed as if he had made up his mind, "That's it, I'll tell you the truth." ”

Pang Kuan smiled slightly, pointed to the stool with his hand, and motioned for him to sit down.

Second Master Fan picked up the tea that Pang Kuan had made for him, took a sip, as if he was burned, and shook his head while smacking his lips, "It's been ten years!" ”

"What ten years?"

"I mean, it's been ten years since I arrived at Duke Chen's Mansion, and I've also been out of the dark cooking world for ten years."

"What? You've left the Dark Culinary Realm? Pang Kuan was shocked, if this was the case, then he would not be a person from the dark cuisine world now, and it would be against the rules of the religion to sit down and chat with him like this.

Second Master Fan shook his head, "No, I never left." It's just that in the past ten years, I've never been in contact with anyone in the dark culinary world. ”

Hearing this, Pang Kuan relieved himself and filled Fan Erye's teacup again.

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