After Master Yi said the sentence You don't have to be afraid of me, he saw that the young man in white was already staying in place and didn't move.

He seemed pleased with the effect.

However, what he didn't expect was that Fan Jian was not stunned, but cowardly!

Taking advantage of Fan Jian's shock, Master Yi, who was dressed in black, had quietly walked in front of the stone tablet.

His eyes were obviously covered with a black cloth, but his hand landed on the stone tablet very accurately.

Fan Jian didn't notice that Master Yi had already arrived behind him, but he was still standing there with his mouth wide open.

"You seem to care about this girl named Sisi?"

Fan Jian heard the voice coming from behind him and reacted immediately. He quickly turned around and stared at Master Yi, who was dressed in black.

"You'd better put your hands down from the stele," Fan Jian looked a little angry.

Master Yi didn't seem to hear the anger in the young man's tone, or should I say, he didn't care.

His hand swept over the stele as if it were sweeping away the dust from it.

From Fan Jian's point of view, it is very weird.

A blind man with black cloth over his eyes, as if he could see the dust on the stone tablet, swept it there with his hands.

Fan Jian saw that the man in black did not react to his words, and walked forward angrily.

"You don't seem to be afraid of me anymore. The flat voice came out of Yi Da's mouth again.

When Fan Jian heard what the man in black said, the originally angry young figure was stunned in place.

His breathing was strong, a little rapid, and he could see that he was restraining something.

"You're not like your peers, you seem to be a little more sensible than they are"

The man in black in front of Fan Jian seemed to be deliberately teasing this angry teenager.

Seeing that Fan Jian was still standing in place, Master Yi stepped on the mound of soil under him with his foot, and said again:

"I've heard that you were very sad when she died..."

At this, he shook his head, and the black cloth ribbon that covered his eyes also fluttered.

I heard him say in a mocking tone:

"I didn't expect that the young master of the dignified Fan Mansion would cry and cry for a servant, and he would die or live. ”

Fan Jian saw the black-clothed blind man stepping on the mound with his feet, saying yin and yang strange words in his mouth, his chest rose and fell more and more, and after a while, as if he couldn't control it anymore, he shouted loudly and rushed towards the black-clothed man in front of him.

Master Yi was not surprised at all, he saw that when Fan Jian was about to arrive in front of him, a hand was stretched out unhurriedly, facing Fan Jian who was rushing over.

Strangely enough, the hand was clenched into a fist.

What happened next shocked the six-year-old boy in white again.

I saw that the fist was flat at Fan Jian who rushed over, and then, the five fingers were soft and slowly opened;

When he was about to fully open, Lord Yi's entire arm shook suddenly, and the five fingers that were almost fully opened quickly and forcefully turned into palms in an instant.

And our Young Master Fan Jian, who was about a meter away from the palm of his hand, only felt that there was a soft wall in front of him, wrapping his body, making it difficult for him to move an inch.

At this time, Fan Jian had a completely ghostly expression.

First, the blind man in front of him jumped from a height of more than ten meters and was unharmed. Then, like a star in the movie who has cultivated internal skills, the blind man blocked him with his palm in the air.

Master Yi saw that Fan Jian was already sitting on the ground, looking loveless. Then he patted his neck with his hand, and then said:

"You seem to get angry easily, and that's a bad habit. ”

At this time, he had already walked to the front of the stone tablet, which was where Fan Jian often sits, and regardless of whether the young man on the ground heard what he had just said, he said to himself:

"Sometimes you look like a normal six-year-old, sometimes you don't look like anything at all, and that's not normal. Could it be because of this dead Sisi?"

Master Yi on the edge of the cliff, after saying this, his body was already facing the mound in front of him.

He seems to be somewhat... Disdain!

Then he opened his mouth and said:

"Since you care so much about this girl, why didn't you think of a perfect plan after you beat Young Master Liu Valve? The method you discussed with Song Tianqi didn't seem to protect you and that servant girl. ”

"She was killed!" Fan Jian was a little indignant!

"You've finally got to the point. But it seemed to me that she would have died that day on the street, whether or not anyone came to kill her. Do you think she really went to Kouwu Island to be an outcast, and she would still survive? Hmph, it's just that she died a little late!"

Master Yi's indifferent tone once again pierced Fan Jian's heart, and the young man's face was already covered with tears.

Didn't he know, how could he not know this.

Master Yi, whose eyes were covered with black cloth, did not stop because of the young man's sobbing, but listened to him continue to say indifferently:

"And she died that day to save you! That's why you feel so guilty, just like your mother!"

"Who are you, and what right do you have to say such things here?" said the young man on the ground, who was a little stubborn, and who had not noticed the blind man in front of him, mentioned his mother, and seemed to know each other well.

"What qualifications do I have?" Master Yi didn't answer this question, only to see him walk up to Fan Jian and say coldly:

"Sisi has been dead for so long, have you ever thought about who killed him? Have you ever thought about avenging her? You once told Sisi that you don't want to pay attention to these powerful struggles, and you just want to live an ordinary life..." At this time, Master Yi seemed to be a little excited, and continued:

"Why, now Sisi has died to save you, do you still think so? Or do you spend your whole life in chaos by this grave?

Do you know how many people have wanted to kill you since you were born, and how many have died to save you?

How can you be worthy of those who died for you, don't tell me that it has nothing to do with you, without them, you would have died a long time ago!

Fan Jian was dumbfounded when he said this, he only felt that there were countless thunderbolts in his head.

Master Yi walked to the edge of the cliff again, with his hands behind his back and facing the sea. I only heard him say in a low voice:

"I don't care if you're a six-year-old now, or you're heartbroken. I just want to tell you that your destiny has been intertwined with countless lives since the moment you were born. What you carry on your back, and what you will do in the future, will be the hardest thing in the world. ”

He turned around and put a waist card in front of Fan Jian, followed by an unopened letter.

After Master Yi did all this, he said in a cold voice:

"You put away the waist card, someone else entrusted it to you, and you will naturally know what it is in the future. It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, Fan Zhiqiu just wants to tell you that the murderer of Sisi is Liu Jin, the owner of Liu Valve. I want you to cheer up and take revenge with your own hands in the future. ”

Master Yi looked at Fan Jian on the ground and found that the young man's expression had changed somewhat.

If Fan Zhiqiu or Shadow were here, seeing all this that Master Yi had done, he would definitely ask in his heart.

Why does Yi Daren seem to know more things than he imagined? Could it be that Yi Daren also knows about that thing?

It's a pity they're not here.

At this time, I only saw Master Yi suddenly say very seriously:

"What if I told you that Sisi wasn't dead?"