Six days have passed since the assassination, and it has been six days since Fan's Villa, and Sisi's voice has not sounded.

Life seems to have changed as well.

Young Master Fan Jian behaved very calmly in front of everyone in the Fan Mansion, I don't know if he was trying his best to make Old Madam Fan feel at ease, or if he was trying his best to hide it.

The old lady is naturally happy to see this, and only when Fan Jian goes to Xishan every day, the old lady's expression will become a little heavy.

On this day, Xishan Port is still sunny and windy.

The shouting that came from outside the Fan family's garden last night did not cause a great reaction in the community, except for the few men who were sneaking around in front of the widow's door, and when they heard others talking, their faces were a little nervous.

At noon, the crowd who are still in high spirits after lunch will either go to Zhenggang Street to stroll around, or continue to talk in the restaurant.

And Young Master Fan Jian, after taking a nap, went to Xishan.

The masses are no longer surprised, but they will still sigh at the bodhisattva heart of the young master of the Fan family.

A young master has such a deep affection for a servant girl, even if the servant girl died to save his own young master, in the eyes of the people in Xishan Port, they only think that the young master is kind-hearted.

No one cares about a handmaiden, at first;

The same is true when a man dies.

It should be said that the same is true of the entire Han Empire.

Except for our Fan Jian.

He was still dressed in white, still sitting on the edge of the cliff and dangling his legs, with a slightly yellow weed in his mouth.

The stele behind him is not a little dusty, and the small weeping willow next to it seems to have grown a little; I don't know if it is because someone has taken care of it, or because the land on the mountain is well nutrient; anyway, the little weeping willow has a few more green stripes.

This makes the simple cliff no longer look so boring, but a little more interesting.

The young man in white was very satisfied with the green stripes, and the shaking of his legs already showed the joy in his heart.

Sisi, you see, there is one more one today.

The young man said silently in his heart.

At some point, he had taken the dry grass from his mouth and put his hands on the ground on either side.

His eyes looked at the two seagulls circling in the sky, and the corners of his mouth could not help but rise, and as if he had thought of something, he lowered his head, and only heard him say silently:

Sisi, you know, there is a bird that has only one wing, and it has to be two together to fly, and the name of that bird is the winged bird.

After the young man finished reading, he seemed to remember Sisi's tilted head and his face was full of innocence and curiosity. He laughed again.

......

"You look happier than I thought you would"

A very cold-sounding voice came from behind the young man in white, interrupting the young man's thoughts.

Fan Jian couldn't help but look back at the back, but there was no one.

Subconsciously looked up at the top of the tin mountain, and could vaguely see a figure standing in front of the gate of the Bairuo Temple.

The sunlight shone on Fan Jian's face, making him a little unable to see clearly.

The boy had no choice but to put his palm under his forehead.

I saw a man dressed in black, with a black cloth tied around his eyes, standing there straight.

Fan Jian was a little surprised, thinking that this Bairuo Temple Courtyard was a royal courtyard, and ordinary people should not be able to approach it.

Moreover, the top of the mountain was more than ten meters high from the mouth of the cliff where he was, and no matter how he went up, there was no movement at all.

Look at the man's eyes with a black cloth tied to it, it looks ...... It's like a blind man!

Thinking of this, Fan Jian's hand had already been lowered, and he was very puzzled.

How does a blind man manage to climb up there without telling himself......? Is it that you are too involved in a daze?

Fan Jian was already confused.

The man on the top of the mountain is naturally the Yi adult who fascinates the shadows.

As to why he was on the top of the mountain, it was simple......

Because... He... Not at all... Ordinary people!!

Just kidding, didn't you hear the shadow say? In this world, there are only a few people who can wrestle with the blind man in Fan Jian's eyes.

......

If Master Yi knew that the young man on the cliff just regarded him as an ordinary blind man, he didn't know if he would vomit blood.

......

Fan Jian really couldn't figure it out, and seemed to have decided that the blind man was too involved in his daze, so he climbed to the top of the mountain silently.

He felt compelled to warn the blind man, for what he said seemed to show that he cared about him, or at least because he knew that he was sad because of Sisi.

Thinking of this, Fan Jian had already walked from the edge of the cliff to a place about ten meters away from the cliff wall at the top of the mountain.

I saw him put his hands on his waist, raised his head and shouted to Lord Yi on the top of the mountain:

"Hey, that'...... Forehead...... ，”

Fan Jian suddenly got stuck, he originally wanted to call the blind man, but he suddenly realized that it was a little impolite, so he quickly changed his words:

"That lord, behind you is the White Castle Temple, which is the Royal Palace. Ordinary people will be arrested if they go up without permission, but if you still climb up secretly, it will be more serious."

Shouting this, Fan Jian cautiously looked left and right, and then shouted in a slightly smaller voice than just now:

"Come down, be careful, don't be discovered, don't worry, I won't tell anyone"

Master Yi had already noticed Fan Jian when he first spoke.

After listening to the shouting of the young man in white below, he seemed to think it was quite funny, but he shook his head and smiled lightly.

And then....

He actually jumped straight down from the top of the mountain!!

I saw a black shadow jumping down from the top of the mountain, the wind blew the hem of the man's clothes 'fluttering', and the black belt tied around his eyes also flew wildly in the air;

......

......

Fan Jian's mouth had already opened to the limit, and he rubbed his eyes vigorously, and found that all this was real!

He felt like he was going crazy!

Well, this is still a person, it's more than ten meters high, okay, that blind man actually jumped off like this, is he crazy or am I crazy?

Fan Jian's little face was full of incredulity.

He seemed to have heard the crash of his body falling to the ground in a free-fall motion from a height.

......

......

Nothing!

Fan Jian only saw the blind man in black stretching out his hand on the way to jump, and raised his point somewhere on the cliff, and then the man had already fallen to the ground.

What happened just now, he actually jumped down and didn't bend his legs! What the hell is reaching out? Is it unloading? Is it crazy? Jumping from a height of more than ten meters, the speed is still so fast;

Depend on!!!

At this moment, Fan Jian is already short-circuited in his head, and he only has a thought of seeing the hell alive!

He was eager to touch the blind man's hands and legs, but when he saw that the blind man in black was already coming towards him, he resolutely gave up the idea.

His body slowly retreated as Master Yi approached.

Although Fan Jian has watched several action blockbusters in his previous life, this scene in front of him is much more exciting than an action blockbuster, okay!

Master Yi also noticed Young Master Fan Jian who was constantly retreating, and then stopped after frowning. Open mouth said:

"The things you said when I was up there just now aren't like what a six-year-old can say. ”

At this point, he paused and stopped talking.

Because he noticed that the young man in white was still retreating, he had to stand and think for a while, and then continued:

"You don't have to be so afraid of me"

He tried to keep his voice a little calmer.

Fan Jian put on an expression that you and I would be a fool, and rolled his eyes.

Your sister, how can you not be afraid! Although I have crossed over, and you blind man have been coldly made like this, the devil knows whether you are a human or a ghost, and you also know that I am only six years old now!

Fan Jian really wanted to give the blind man on the opposite side a middle finger!

But he didn't dare, even if he had subconsciously called the man blind.

He still didn't dare!

It was the first time he had come into this world to truly witness inhuman power.

Fan Jian, it's really cowardly!