Chapter 8 Age is not an issue
Taking off the mask and washing his hands with water, Fan Xian began to record the characteristics of the corpse, and then analyzed the possible symptoms and recorded them in detail in a large black book provided by Mr. Fei Jie.
After doing all this, he stood up, his face was a little pale, and his long eyelashes kept shaking: "Teacher, what else is there to do?"
Fei Jie looked at him and frowned, he didn't expect the little guy to be so bold.
Without waiting for him to speak, Fan Xian finally didn't hold back his nausea, ran to the bottom of the ridge, wow, and began to vomit desperately, and waited until the boredom disappeared for a while, and then he stood back.
A trace of tenderness floated in Fei Jie's eyes, and he wondered if it would be too cruel for him to let a four-year-old child come into contact with these most terrifying things in life? Until he saw Fan Xian vomit, Fei Jie suddenly found that only at this time Fan Xian was really like a child, not like another soul hidden in it all the time.
"Forget it, let's have an intuitive understanding first, and I'll talk about it next time. β
Before Fei Jie's words completely fell, he heard Fan Xian's childish voice say: "It's a pity that Tangzhou Port is a small city, and there are too few dead people, otherwise you can find a fresh corpse." β
Fei Jie chuckled in his heart, slowly turned his head to face Fan Xian's eyes without a trace of impurities, he didn't know what he wanted to see from these eyes, and only after a long time did he say coldly: "Why ......"
"Huh?"
"Why aren't you afraid? Why aren't you angry that I made you do these things?" Fei Jie felt puzzled, frowning, looking at the little one.
Fan Xian lowered his head and said very respectfully: "Because the teacher said that he would poison a person to let me observe and study, I was afraid, so I would rather come and dig up the body." β
"It turns out that there are still things in this world that you are afraid of. β
"Yes. Fan Xian looked at him pitifully, "Xiao Xian is only four and a half years old. β
"Being young is not an excuse. Fei Jie nodded, and then shook his head again: "Although you are young and may not understand some things, you must know that the illegitimate son of a nobleman like you may face a lot of conspiracy and harm in the years to come, and sometimes this kind of cheap compassion is often a weapon to kill yourself." β
After saying this, Fei Jie had a strange thought, maybe everything he said, the child in front of him might understand. At this moment, the morning light suddenly reflected in Fan Xian's eyes, who had half raised his head, and a very wonderful luster shone out.
Fei Jie's heart trembled slightly, and he felt that the little boy's eyes were very strange. He doesn't know how many people he has killed with poison in his life, when the first emperor fought the Northern Expedition, the venom he configured also killed tens of thousands of soldiers in the Northern Wei Kingdom, if you want to talk about criminal karma, you are destined to go to hell, but why do you look at the cute little guy in front of you, but you can't help but be afraid?
After rearranging the undug nameless grave, the strange master and apprentice, one old and one young, began to walk east along the way of the daylight, and as they walked, Fei Jie suddenly asked, "You should be very curious." β
"Hmm. Fan Xian snorted in his nose, and there was a hint of shyness in his sweet smile, "The teacher is very attentive to me." β
Fei Jie didn't expect the child to answer the question, and said with a wry smile: "I can still laugh at this time, I really doubt your nerves and the maturity of your brain." β
"It's better to laugh than to cry. β
"That's right. Fei Jie's eyes fell on the faintly visible city wall in the distance, and he frowned and said, "Your father's family property in Kyoto is very large, and there will be many people who will compete with you for the family property in the future, so you must become stronger and learn more." β
Fan Xian didn't speak, but he was thinking in his heart, he had always heard that his father, Count Sinan, was very trusted by His Majesty the Emperor, so he didn't send a place to go abroad, but stayed in Kyoto.
The year before last, there was political turmoil in Kyoto, I don't know how many princes and nobles died in that coup d'Γ©tat, and finally His Majesty the Emperor firmly controlled the situation and washed countless royal families and nobles, and although his father was also a nobleman, he still miraculously maintained His Majesty's trust in him, and this official became bigger and bigger.
But Fan Xian still couldn't understand what kind of family property would kill him, and let his father invite someone from the most terrible supervision house in Kyoto to be his teacher.
"I knew that someone would definitely want to kill me in the future, so the teacher taught me to use poison, in fact, he was afraid that I would be poisoned. β
"Yes, there are many ways to kill people, but the most convenient and least noticeable one is to use poison. Fei Jie put his hand on the top of his head and touched it lightly, "My task is to teach you these aspects within this year, so that no one can poison your food and poison you in the future." β
"Why now? Wasn't you afraid of people poisoning me a few years ago? There are some questions that must be asked clearly, so Fan Xian Gu must not be afraid to let the other party realize that he is mature beyond his age, and continue to ask.
Fei Jie smiled, but there was something indescribable sinister in his smile: "Because last month, Earl Sinan's aunt just gave birth to a son, that is to say, you already have one more competitor in the Earl's Mansion estate, and that aunt and wife happen to have some connections with some people in the Supervision Yuan." Your father was worried that something would happen to you, and it would be inconvenient for him to send someone to protect you for a long time, because it would be easy for you to surface too early, so he arranged for me to teach you. β
Fan Xian noticed that Fei Jie used two titles, Earl Sinan and father.
"I'm bastard. Fan Xian smiled sweetly, "According to the laws of my country, I should not be eligible to inherit my father's title, and my aunt shouldn't worry too much about me." β
"What can be said accurately in this world?" Fei Jie replied casually, "Although the five people have been secretly protecting you, after all, he can't be your nanny, and the poison in the meal can't poison him, but it can easily kill you." And you don't know how many people will accompany you to your life if you die. β
Fan Xian became more and more puzzled, thinking to himself that his father, who had never met before, had much more power in the secret than an earl could have.
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In the morning light, Fei Jie took his little hand and walked towards the city, two shadows, one tall and one short, fell to the ground and stretched out in two, Fei Jie glanced at his still somewhat pale face: "In fact, the dead are the least terrible." β
"Yes. β
"Don't use that kind of true qi to control your emotions in the future, people's emotions can't be properly vented, even if the domineering true qi in your body is really practiced to the peak, you will only become a monster that can only kill. β
"Yes. Fan Xian obediently dispersed the true qi in his body, and no longer forcibly controlled his fear and disgust of the dead corpse.
At this time, Fei Jie suddenly said: "You still have a piece of rotten intestines in your sleeve, are you going to go home and braised it?"
"Ahh