The person next to the rockery was dressed in coarse cloth clothes, with an iron drill casually inserted in his waist, and his face was covered with a black cloth, but it seemed to be integrated with the surrounding scenery and buildings, and there was no sound at all, and even the sense of storage zài was extremely ethereal, I was afraid that even if someone walked past him, he would not find him.

Fan Xian looked at the relative in front of him who had been with him for sixteen years, and when he thought of not seeing him for so long, he couldn't say what he felt in his heart, and he couldn't wait to beat him up...... But he definitely can't beat the other party, so he wants to pounce and cry? Uncle Wuzhu is not a sensational person.

So he had no choice but to shake his head, forcibly suppressed the joy in his heart, and walked over, and then found that Uncle Wuzhu was holding a knife in his hand, constantly carving something, and when he got closer, he realized that he was chipping wood.

"Thankfully, it's not a statue of a woman...... Otherwise, I would have thought that you had become a blind tanhua, that innocent Li Xunhuan. The courtyard was quiet, and Fan Xian couldn't help but smile and said, "Then I'll throw it up." ”

Wuzhu nodded unexpectedly and said, "Li Xunhuan is indeed very shameless. ”

This time it was Fan Xian's turn to be stunned, and only after a while did he say, "Do you know Li Xunhuan?"

Wuzhu put the wood chips and knives back in his sleeves and said indifferently: "Miss has told this story, and she hates this male protagonist the most. ”

Fan Xian laughed and said, "It seems that I am really similar to my mother." ”

............ A moment later, the two of them had already appeared in the most secret room among the three study rooms in the Fan Mansion, although there were no organs around, but without Fan Xian's permission, no one could approach this study at all, and even Fan Shangshu acquiesced to this rule.

"Tell me, what have you been doing for the past six months. There is no doubt that Fan Xian is very interested in the disappearance of Wuzhu, although his conjecture has been confirmed from that small piece of wood, but such shocking gossip news must be heard from the mouth of the person concerned, which will be particularly exciting. At this time, he seemed to have long forgotten the true qi in his body that was running around like a little mouse, and he also forgot that he seemed to ask Uncle Xia first how to save his life, but stared straight into Wuzhu's eyes.

He also poured himself a cup of last night's residual tea, naturally there was no part of Wuzhu, because Wuzhu didn't drink tea.

"I went on a trip to the north. Wuzhu thought for a moment, as if to confirm his itinerary, "Then, I went to the south. ”

Fan Xian was very accustomed to his uncle's very unusual thinking, and was not very annoyed by the boredom of this answer, but patiently asked, "What are you going to do in the north?"

"I'll go north to look for bitter lotus. Wuzhu said very calmly, and didn't think that if this matter spread, how many people would be scared to death, "I had a fight, and then I went to the south and went to find someone." ”

Fan Xian laughed, the generation of Grandmaster Kuhe was injured, naturally it was a good means for the blind uncle in front of him, and immediately thought of a question, frowned and asked with concern: "Are you okay?" ”

Wuzhu tilted his head slightly and looked at his left shoulder: "It's injured here, it's already healed." ”

is still concise, but Fan Xian can understand the danger, he has fought with Begonia, and he can really feel the bald master of Begonia, the strength of one of the top four grandmasters in the world, how terrifying it should be, although Uncle Wuzhu is angry, but let the other party be injured, he will inevitably have to pay some price, as long as it is good now.

"Why do you want to do it?" Fan Xian frowned.

Wuzhu said: "First, if he is in Northern Qi, I think you will be a little inconvenient." Fan Xian nodded, if Kuhe had been sitting in the capital when he was the envoy at that time, it would have been impossible for him to play with the armed forces of the Northern Qi Dynasty and obtain so much useful information before Sean died.

Wuzhu continued: "Second, I felt that I knew Kuhe before, so I asked him what happened back then. ”

Fan Xianhuo Ran raised his head, looked at him in surprise, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, thinking of Sean's memories of the Temple of Eternal Night before he died, and he frowned and whispered, "...... Maybe...... Uncle really knew Kuhe, at least back then. ”

Next, he told Wuzhu all the stories he heard in the cave, hoping that he could recall some important things. For example, the relationship between Uncle Wuzhu and the temple, when I was a child, I heard Uncle Wuzhu say that he and his mother escaped from the house together, so this family ...... Could it be a temple?

Wuzhu was silent for a long time, and there was no such thing as the common meditation in the novel, where he grabbed his hair in great pain but couldn't think of anything, he just said simply: "I can't remember." ”

............ So it was Fan Xian's turn to start grabbing his hair, and he muttered in a low voice, "What is this called?" He shook his head, dispelled the disappointment in his heart, and asked, "Why don't you go back to Beijing after you are injured......?" Oh, isn't Ye Liuyun in the south?"

Wuzhu shook his head indifferently: "There are some problems in the south...... After making sure that Kuhe knew me, I went south to find the person in question, but unfortunately I couldn't find it. ”

Fan Xian felt even more headache, he had been making trouble in the north and south for half a year, and he didn't have much rest because of his uncle, and he played a pantomime of fighting and recognizing relatives with the Northern Qi National Teacher, and went to the south to find relatives, but since Kuhe knew Wuzhu...... Yes, Sean said that the bitter lotus can have today's creation, which is inseparable from the trip to the temple back then, he knew his mother at that time, but his mother and Wuzhu were not together at that time.

Who is the problem in the south? Who is it? Fan Xian's mind turned very quickly, and he immediately thought of the case file he had received when he was in Beijing, there was a cold-blooded serial murderer in the south of Qingguo, and Bingyun attached great importance to this matter, and was ready to mobilize His Majesty's personal followers to go to find someone. But since even Uncle Wuzhu didn't find that person, I'm afraid that Xiao Yan will only be disappointed in the future.

He took a deep breath, put aside these things that could not affect him for the time being, and reported to his uncle about his actions in the past six months, and even told him about the secret agreement between himself and Haitang that no third party knew, but he didn't expect Wuzhu to react.

Fan Xian has known since he was a child that Uncle Wuzhu will not praise himself, but he has done so many things, even Sean has been destroyed, and he has beaten the second prince so miserably, you have to give a reaction to listen to the story, right?

It seemed that Fan Xian was a little depressed, and after thinking about it, Wuzhu opened his mouth to say something and explain: "It's all small things." ”

Yes, the struggle between himself and the second prince, in the eyes of characters at the level of Wuzhu and Majesty, is not much different from a child's quarrel, as for the secret agreement, maybe Majesty Xià will feel a little interested, but Uncle Wuzhu must be indifferent. Fan Xian figured this out, couldn't help but smile self-deprecatingly, naturally stretched out his right hand, and said, "My hand has been shaking a lot lately, you have to help me take a look." ”

Wuzhu, who learned that Fan Xian's true qi in his body had traces of violence, was still calm and not like a person, and said, "I haven't practiced, I don't know what to do." ”

When it came to life and death, Fan Xian finally went crazy, and shouted in a low voice: "Something that doesn't even have a safety factor...... I had just been born at that time, and you let me practice...... What if I die from practice?"

"Miss said that this thing is the best. Wuzhu replied indifferently: "And someone has practiced it before." ”

"Naturally, someone has practiced it. Fan Xian unceremoniously hit the loophole in his uncle's words.

Wuzhu didn't hide it: "There is no big problem, at most, the true qi is completely dispersed and you become an ordinary person, unless you are stupid to give up these so-called true qi at the last moment." ”

Fan Xianqi, you are a monster, of course you don't know how important true qi is to ordinary martial artists, if you lose the domineering true qi in your body, not to mention overwhelming the begonia blossoms, there are so many enemies in the world, you may destroy yourself anytime and anywhere.

"Then what now?" he raised his right hand, which was trembling slightly, like a demonstration, and said angrily: "Do you want it to keep shaking and learn from Wu Mengda?" Now it's just a trembling hand, and when the true qi in my body becomes thicker, I'm afraid that even my butt will shake up." ”

Wuzhu raised his head, and the black cloth on his eyes seemed to be coldly mocking Fan Xian in front of him: "If you don't practice, there will naturally be no more true qi." ”

............ A word wakes up the dreamer.

Fan Xian had long been accustomed to meditation and martial arts practice twice every rì, and he didn't think about stopping at all, so he woke up at this time, before finding a solution, the first thing he should do was to stop practicing the domineering true qi on the nameless martial arts, although in the battle, the true qi in the body must still develop and grow naturally, but it is always slower than feeding himself every day.

He nodded and sighed, "That's it, let the big bang come later." ”

Wuzhu suddenly said, "Fei Jie left you medicine." ”

Fan Xian was stunned, but he didn't expect that he still remembered what happened when he was a child, nodded and explained: "That medicine is a bit overbearing, I'm worried that it will be dissipated after taking it." ”

Wuzhu lowered his head, as if he was recalling something, and suddenly said: "It should be useful, although it can only treat the symptoms." ”

At this time, Fan Xian didn't dare to believe all of this uncle's words, after all, this nameless trick that killed people was also thrown by the other party to his pillow loudly, and said with a wry smile: "I'll talk about these things later, let's talk about your things first...... I said uncle, can you tell me before you go missing in the future. ”

"Is this necessary?" asked Wuzhu very seriously.

"Yes. Fan Xian nodded again and again, "On the way to Northern Qi, I always thought that you were by your side, and the box was also by your side...... So I was so bold that I dared to bully Begonia Blossom, where did I think you weren't there...... If something happens like this, it's going to kill people. ”

Wuzhu hesitated for a moment and then said, "Oh, I know. ”

Fan Xian breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he was used to staying in places not far from him since he was a child, such as in the carriage, such as in the grocery store, such as on the cliff by the sea, after entering Beijing, Uncle Wuzhu spent a lot less time by his side, although his current strength is enough to protect himself, but he understands that with his development in this world, he will face more and more challenges, having such an uncle by his side, will make him feel that the world is all a calm land, and the whole person will have a lot of security.

"I'm going to move out. Fan Xian coughed lightly, "It's still a little inconvenient to live in the back house, there are too many people, it's impossible for you to live with us." ”

Wuzhu tilted his head, wondering why he had to move in order to live in for himself.

"Wan'er hasn't met you yet, uncle. Fan Xian said very seriously: "You are my dearest person, and you always want to see my wife." ”

Wuzhu said slowly: "I've seen it." ”

"She hasn't seen you. Fan Xian smiled bitterly, "And you are always floating outside the mansion alone, I don't know where you will live, what do you usually do, this feeling makes me ...... Well, it's a little uncomfortable. ”

Wuzhu tilted his head again, seemed to understand what Fan Xian wanted to express, tugged at the corners of his lips, but still didn't smile, and said slowly: "You deal with it, but I don't want anyone except your wife to know that I am by your side." ”

Fan Xian nodded happily, but then thought of one thing, and said in embarrassment: "If you can't do it, I've been thinking about letting her see you too." ”

"No, I can't. Wuzhu said indifferently: "That's it, you do your business, just like if I didn't come back." ”

Fan Xian sighed a few times, listening to the faint sound of people getting up outside the study, so he had to rub his wrists and walk out of the study.

In the study, Wuzhu's face, which seemed to be expressionless forever, finally showed a smile that he only showed once in five hundred years, and this time the smile seemed to be a little more joking, as if he was making fun of Fan Xian for not knowing something.

In the ――――――――――――――――――――――――――――― autumn garden, the grass is dyed with white frost, and the heavenly rì head is gentle and gentle. Fan Xian was wrapped in a thin quilt, half-lying on a soft couch in the garden, chatting and resting, coughing occasionally, but it was much better than last night. There is a swing in a corner of the park, a few bold girls are swinging there, light skirts, like flowers blooming on a small board tied with a long rope, next to the swing, Sisi and Siqi, the two big girls are looking at it with interest, their faces occasionally show envy, but they are self-conscious, but they are unwilling to step on it to show their skills.

Fan Xian squinted his eyes at that place, watching the girl's skirt on the swing spread out, like a flower, and like a parachute in her previous life, and the glutinous pants under the skirt appeared from time to time, which reminded him of the movie called Peacock.

A hand reached over from the side and fed him a thin slice of black jujube, which was very light and carefully cut, which was very suitable for his taste. He chewed it three or two times, and said a little vaguely: "If you are not filial to your father, why did you come to me?"

Wan'er and Ruoruo sat beside him, serving the unconscious patient. Ruoruo smiled slightly and said: "I stay in the room for a long time, I am also bored, my brother is sick, and I am interested in coming to the garden to watch the girls swing." ”

Wan'er sneered: "He came to see the swing, but the people on the swing are almost the same." ”

Fan Xian didn't argue with an explanation, and said with a smile: "Look at the scene, I always bring people to watch the scenery together." Then he shouted loudly: "Sisi, don't be a little daughter-in-law! ”

This is easy to be ambiguous, and after he said it, he was stunned first, but fortunately, the girls next to him didn't hear the reason, only he laughed awkwardly there. He coughed a little disguised, suddenly thought of something, and asked Wan'er beside him: "This autumn is getting colder and colder, you see, those chrysanthemums in the garden at home are a little frozen, last time I said that the palace was going to hold a chrysanthemum appreciation party in the suburbs of Beijing, why is there no news? When the first snow falls, there is nowhere to look if you want to, aren't those people in the palace afraid of ruining the fun?"

Wan'er glanced at him and said with a smile: "It's a little later than in previous years, but the news is probably to go to the Hanging Temple to see the golden thread chrysanthemum, those little chrysanthemums are cold-resistant, and they shouldn't be afraid." ”

Fan Xian couldn't help but shake his head, knowing that the postponement of chrysanthemum appreciation was always inseparable from the recent excitement in Jingli. In the past two days, the general trend in Kyoto has been decided, although many people think that at this time, they should strengthen their sick body in order to control the second prince's side, but he understands in his heart that the supervision institute does not need to be too cāo hearty, all the plans have been decided, and there are Xiaoyan to watch, and the proportion is very good, and it should be fine.

His health has improved slightly, but he still pretends to be sick and does not go to the court to listen to the ginseng, and he refuses to go to a place or stay in the hospital, but hides in the garden of his home as a patient in Kyoto, like watching a play, watching the second child anxious over there.

"Taller, taller!"

Fan Xian hid on the soft couch, under the service of his wife and sister, watching the bold Sisi over there step on the swing higher and higher, as if he was about to swing out of the garden, fly over the high wall, and look at the scenery of Kyoto from a high position, he couldn't help but laugh and shout.