Happy New Year. Ten chapters were released today, two chapters every two hours. I wish readers and friends a happy Chinese New Year and all the best!

Zhangjiakou Fort is under the jurisdiction of Wanquan Youwei, West Road, Xuanfu Town, an important town on the nine sides, "initially set up a garrison, and later changed to set up a garrison". Towns, guards, forts, walls, and piers form a tight defensive front.

Fan Yubin came back to his senses, jumped his horse and whipped his whip, and pointed to the east. There are many shadows of the mountains, hills everywhere, and the Qingshui River crosses the mountains and splits the mountains, surging and worshipping. Fan Yubin didn't feel excited, and he said loudly: "Let's go there." Fan Fu and Fan Gui agreed in unison, and the three of them roared away together.

Fan Yongdou, who entered the sixtieth armor in two days, encountered the most difficult choice in his life. When he left the ancestral hall that day, he locked himself in the study and closed the door to thank the guests. Old lady Fan's study is the forbidden place of the Fan family, and you must not enter, otherwise you will be severely punished. Even the sanitation inside is done by the old man himself. However, retreating and being alone in the study is a common practice of Mrs. Fan, and the Fan family has long been accustomed to seeing and taking it for granted.

The next day, news came out from Fan's Mansion that Mrs. Fan was in poor health, and her 60th birthday was no longer a big deal, nor did she entertain foreign guests. Fortunately, this is an era of war and chaos, and even more bizarre things emerge in an endless stream, but they have not caused too many repercussions. The people of Fanfu were frightened that day, but they still had palpitations, and there was a lot less resistance and nagging invisibly. However, in this way, there were many people who came to the Fan Mansion to visit the patients after hearing the news, and they were all politely sent away by the housekeeper of the Fan Mansion.

Fan Yongdou was lying on the Taishi chair, his eyebrows locked. As soon as he closed his eyes, the terrible scene in the ancestral hall would appear in front of his eyes and linger. Whenever he thought of the scene when the white light that came with the lightning submerged into Fan Yubin's body, he was terrified and frightened.

"There are demons in the family, and disaster is not far away!" Fan Yongdou roared in a low voice, "No, we must find a way to get rid of this demon." "But how do you get rid of it? Please monks, old ways, can you get rid of it, let's not say, this impact alone is not something that the Fan family can bear. Kill directly? Then I want to get rid of Fan Yubin now, that is the eldest grandson of the Fan family, my favorite grandson! After getting rid of it, how can you explain to the ancestors of the Fan family, the old and young of the Fan family. What's more, even if he endured the pain and got rid of his grandson, what if that demon was attached to someone else's body? Thinking of this, Fan Yongdou's heart couldn't help but twitch for a while.

Now Fan Yongdou is really bitter, all kinds of hardships and troubles, he can neither talk to others nor discuss with his family, so he can only meditate hard and entangle himself in every way.

"Maybe it's not the demons, but the stars in the sky?" Fan Yongdou couldn't help but feel a little lucky in his heart. As soon as I thought of this, a clear voice sounded in my head: "Damn! Could this be the ancestor of my Fan family?! ”

Fan Yongdou's body was excited. Suddenly, he was like a Bodhi empowerment: what is attached to Fan Yubin must not be a demon, but may be the descendants of my Fan family. If this is the case, then this is not necessarily a catastrophe, but a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

The kind of gambling and bloody nature contained in the bones of the Fan family made Fan Yongdou sweep away the decadence, and his eyes became aggressive again, and his essence flickered. Let's see what God means. Fan Yongdou picked up three copper coins for divination from the desk, muttered something in his mouth, and threw them on the table casually. At first glance, his eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, and he threw it three times in a row before he let out a long breath and said slowly: "It seems that it is really the will of God." ”

A faint light plunged into the study, and another sleepless night passed. Fan Yongdou slowly walked to the window and raised his eyes to look at the distant sky. On the eastern horizon, a bright star blinked at him. "It's a blessing or a curse, it's a curse that can't be avoided. It's time to meet that kid and have a showdown with him. Fan Yongdou secretly made up his mind in his heart.

The red sun was sinking in the west, and the afterglow of the setting sun dyed the Fanfu compound red. Fan Yubin took Fan Fu and Fan Gui back to Fan's mansion with a disgraced face, and also brought back a pile of large and small stones. After coming back, Fan Yubin took a simple bath, and after eating some dinner, he locked himself in the study.

Looking at the slowly closing door, Fan Gui's face showed a look of worry, and he whispered in his heart: Young Master is really strange today, running around the mountains and mountains, although he is sweating profusely, he is full of interest. When he found a few milky white stones, he danced with joy. What's so nice about this, such stones, all over the mountains here. When he arrived at a large flat land by the Qingshui River, the young master walked around there, measuring in the east and measuring in the west, and turned around for a while. As soon as he returned home, the young master asked Fan Fu to immediately arrange for someone to buy back all the things called potatoes from the Hu Shang. And asked Fan Fu to rush to the source of potatoes overnight with the Hu merchant and the contract, and buy a large number of potatoes, as many as you want. Those potatoes are something that no one wants! Didn't you see that Hu man was so anxious that he was about to hang himself because he couldn't sell it? Young master, didn't he get sick yesterday?

If Fan Yubin knew that Fan Gui was muttering to himself in his heart, he would definitely be slandered: Foolish! Strange stones? It's quartz, it's a treasure, but it's very useful. I'm running around? You know? The young master went on purpose, and there really is a good thing about pie falling from the sky. Is that something that no one wants? Is that called a potato, the scientific name potato? But it's a good thing! How many lives can be saved in a famine year! Thinking of potatoes, Fan Yubin couldn't help but think of the potato chips and fries he liked to eat in his previous life, and his saliva almost flowed.

At this time, Fan Yubin was not in a relaxed mood. He slowly sat down at his desk and sighed softly. The situation is not optimistic! Now in the Central Plains, swords and soldiers are everywhere, and smoke is everywhere. is like a big drama, the forces of the Ming Dynasty, the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and the peasant rebel army, it is you who sing and I appear, and it is very lively. And what about the people of the dawn? It's displacement, people's misery, and misery. There are countless corrupt officials, and there are many powerful and powerful. There are not only man-made disasters, but also natural disasters. Fan Yubin knows that the climate in this period is in the Xiaoice period, the climate is extremely cold, droughts, floods, locust plagues, plagues, earthquakes and other natural disasters are frequent, and everywhere is a thousand miles of red fields and hunger.