At this point in time, Xu Qingchen proposed to go to Taiyuan, but this proposal was unanimously rejected by Shen Xiangzhi and Yang Fan.

"If you go to Taiyuan, it will take two months to go back and forth. It's not that you don't know what we're going to do soon," Yang Fan patiently persuaded, "Logically speaking, I'm the least qualified to stop you from going, but now that things are so urgent, Qingchen, you can distinguish between priorities."

Xu Qingchen said, "I know, but I don't have much to deal with Ye Yu Xiaozhu, but Brother Yang, your body really can't be delayed."

Yang Fan smiled: "I feel very good now, and it will not be a problem to hold on for a year or two."

Shen Xiangzhi said, "Don't talk about it, I'll talk about going to Taiyuan in a few years. I have already sent someone to the Medicine Immortal Valley to get the medicine, even if I can't cure his illness, I can still prolong his life for a few years. Qingchen, you don't have to worry about this matter, and you can take care of the affairs of the hall with peace of mind."

Xu Qingchen still didn't give up: "There is Ayahan for the Shitang."

Shen Xiangzhi suddenly got angry, and asked with a cold face, "Is Ayahan the hall master?"

choked Xu Qingchen speechlessly.

Shen Xiangzhi waved his sleeves: "Don't discuss this matter again, Yang Fan, you don't have to worry about the affairs of the door in the recent period, rest more." You two go back."

Seeing that the master of the door gave an order to evict the guests, the two had no choice but to withdraw from the main hall.

As soon as he left the store, Xu Qingchen wanted to say something, but Yang Fan suddenly bent over and coughed, coughing so badly that he felt like he was about to vomit out his lungs.

Xu Qingchen patted him on the back: "Brother Yang, why did you stop me?"

Yang Fan didn't care about speaking, and coughed until his lungs felt better before stopping.

He pointed to the steps behind him and sat down slowly.

Xu Qingchen said worriedly, "It's cold here, you can go back to the house to rest."

Yang Fan waved his hand: "Don't worry, rest for a while......

Xu Qingchen had no choice but to sit down with him.

"Qingchen, do you think that a person like me, is it a burden for the people around me to live?"

"How can you say that?" Xu Qingchen replied, "You have never done anything to drag others down, and besides, you ......."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Fan shook his head with a wry smile: "In order to treat me, my father and mother found good doctors from all over the world, and in the end, the two of them became ill and passed away one after another. I have not been filial to them for a single day. Originally, there was a daughter-in-law who was married to her fingertips, and when her family saw that I was sick, they wanted to cancel the marriage. But the girl was unwilling, forced her family to die, and finally hanged herself...... His whole family was grieving and came to my house to ask for an explanation. At that time, my father and mother had passed away, and my eldest brother had the final say in family affairs. The eldest brother didn't want to cause trouble, so he broke up with me. I gave all my possessions to the girl's family, and I've been alone ever since."

"I've never heard you talk about that."

"There's nothing to talk about...... Fortunately, I have a good talent in martial arts, and I have met a few famous teachers who have passed on my kung fu. I didn't even get sick in those years. I always thought I was fine...... Unfortunately, it's all an illusion, and this tuberculosis has always haunted me. In the first few years, I met the old master, who said that I was talented and kind-hearted, so he invited me to join the Thorn Gate and passed on my self-cultivation exercises...... If it weren't for the old owner, I would have died on the side of the road a few years ago."

"That's why you've been repaying the favor in the past few years at the Thorn Gate."

Yang Fan smiled bitterly again: "Repay the favor? Qingchen, have you heard a sentence: Shengmien, fighting Mi Qiu."

"I've heard that."

"I'll not tell you the truth, I hated the old master since the year before."

"Why?"

"He promised to heal me, but I'm still half dead, isn't he lying to me? If you can't cure me, why give me hope to live? At that time, I had no hope for anything and wanted to leave the Thorn Gate. But he kept trying to persuade me to stay, to ask me to give him a little time. Last year, he told me that he had inquired about a set of exercises that could cure my illness and was trying to get one. Just like you are now. Pity...... If the exercise is not found, the other person dies. I just knew that he was poisoned, and I kept fantasizing that he would eventually detoxify, and then continue to help me find exercises...... But he still died...... I'm unwilling, resentful, Qiao Fei, since you promised me, I haven't died yet, why did you die first?"

Said

Here, Yang Fan couldn't help laughing, but the laughter became more and more sad, and finally he couldn't help but shed tears.

"I didn't understand why I was so conflicted, why I hated someone so much for my own good...... Later, I realized that this was obviously a child's anger towards his parents."

"Brother Yang......" Xu Qingchen wanted to persuade him, but he didn't know what to say.

Yang Fan continued, "When he died, I realized that I regarded him as a father, the second time, Qingchen...... I have not been able to fulfill the love of the Son. The reason why I stayed was to help him keep his family business. He has a pure heart, and like you, he has an unrealistic vision of the rivers and lakes. I knew from the beginning what the owner of the door was doing, and I knew that what the owner of the door was doing was against the wishes of the old owner...... I only hope that when your grievances are over, the old master's last wish will be fulfilled...... Support the weak and survive for justice. So...... Let's end this farce soon......

Yang Fan began to cough again, coughing even harder.

It was already dark, and the cold wind of the winter night was a little violent. Yang Fan coughed for a long time and didn't stop until he fainted.

Xu Qingchen picked up Yang Fan on his back and walked towards his bedroom.

When he was about to get to his residence, he saw Ayahan running towards him with a blanket.

Ayahan didn't speak, and silently covered Yang Fan with a blanket.

The two put Yang Fan on the bed, and Xu Qingchen made a good stove. After finishing the matter, the two sat side by side at the door of Yang Fan, looking at each other without saying a word.

"Brother Qingchen...... You take care of him here tonight, Yang Gongzi's body is afraid that it won't last long. In the afternoon, I went to ask Dr. Zhao...... Even if he finds all the treasures of heaven and earth, his illness will not be cured."

Ayahan saw Xu Qingchen bow his head, and his shoulders shook.

Ayahan patted Xu Qingchen's back and comforted, "Don't be sad."

"Ayahan......" Xu Qingchen's voice was crying, "I obviously haven't experienced anything with him, but why are I so sad...... Brother Yang is a very good person, he smiles at everyone, why? Why do such people get such diseases? There is also the Yao family, and the sister-in-law...... They are very good people, why is this so?"

The people who want to save can't be saved, and the people who want to protect can't be protected, Xu Qingchen has a deep sense of powerlessness.

In the more than a year since he arrived at the Thorn Gate, Xu Qingchen had the ability to check Mrs. Yao's whereabouts, but he didn't dare, for fear of getting an unwanted answer.

But Ayahan secretly checked behind his back, and the Yao family was destroyed that day, and Xu Qingchen asked people to escort Mrs. Yao and Miss Yao back to their parents' house.

However, they did not go back, and were robbed by mountain bandits on the way. Mrs. Yao and the Yao family all suffered misfortunes, leaving only Miss Yao, and Miss Yao's fate ...... Ayahan didn't want to think about it. Ayahan didn't tell Xu Qingchen about this, but after discussing it with Yangfan, he secretly sent someone to destroy the cottage that looted the Yao family.

Looking at Xu Qingchen, who was so sad that he couldn't help himself, Ayahan also felt that his nose was a little sour.

At this time, there was the sound of footsteps outside the small courtyard, and a burly man walked in with a lantern.

Seeing the couple sitting at the door, the man sighed, "Go back, and I'll keep watch over him at night."

Xu Qingchen wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said, "Third brother, you ......."

"Go back and rest, you two are tired enough this time. Don't worry, I helped him with his illness a few years ago, and I occasionally came to take care of him."

The two had to get up and go back, leaving Xiong Sanyi here. When the two of them walked to the door, Xiong San said suddenly.

"Qingchen, what kind of cheats are you, don't look for it."

Xu Qingchen asked, "Why?"

"Don't give him hope, he can't take it anymore."

Xu Qingchen was a little angry: "Then you can't look at him like this...... That's it......

"It's a relief to die like this," this rough-and-grown man was a little sentimental, "Such a talent, he became a master at a young age, although he is as famous as Bai Boju and Zhu Mingyu, but do you know that when he fought with Bai Boju, Bai Boju could only make thirty moves under him, or when he was sick." You mentioned it last year

The three girls who went to the idler's hall, he longed for them very much, and he wanted to fight with them, but it was a pity...... He never let the little girl get close to him, and you know that he is so good-looking, for fear that anyone will like him, he has a short life, and he doesn't want to delay anyone. Forget it, let's not talk about it, you should go back early."

Yang Fan had a nickname before he was called "one of the three masters", called "Little Mengwei". Speaking of which, although he and Mo Changfeng have no intersection, the two are very similar. Because Mo Changfeng's nickname was also called "Xiao Mengwei" a long time ago. It is very accurate to see people, and it is heartfelt and lungs for those who are interested. Over the years, the Thorn Gate has been able to accept so many people, and Yang Fan has contributed a lot.

Compassion is given to the world, but the world is cruel.

On the way back for Xu Qingchen and Ayahan, the first snow of the year came.

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After leaving Chuzhou, Jairi did not return to Luzhou, and Bai Shuyu asked him to convey the news to Chen Zidu, and he asked his subordinates to convey it on his behalf.

He was going to Qingzhou, and there was someone he needed to solve in person.

The time was relatively tight, and Jairus hurried day and night, with only two men with him.

The journey is not destined to be smooth.

As soon as I arrived at the boundary of Yanzhou, it was almost there, and there was a lot of snow in the sky.

This year was colder than usual, and it snowed a little earlier.

Seeing that he couldn't rush this way, he ordered his two men to bury the pot and cook, and they passed in the field tonight.

chose a hidden forest as a camp, set up a tent, looked at the two subordinates who were busy in front of the bonfire, and took out his hidden weapon bag, and took out all kinds of hidden weapons in it to wipe and maintain.

In this moment of silence, the sound of footsteps reached his ears. Two of his subordinates were trained by him, and they were very good at assassination and vigilance, and they also heard footsteps. They put down their work and pressed the blade on their waists.

After a while, an old figure appeared in the range of the firelight.

The old man's beard was white, but his body was straight and he looked tough.

The old man ignored the three men who were guarding him, and sat down by the campfire by himself, stretching out his hand to bake the fire, as if it were very pleasant.

Jairus habitually hid herself in the shadows and asked in a low voice, "This old man, did you come to us to borrow a fire to warm up?"

The old man shook his head, "No, warming up is just incidental. You're Jair, aren't you? I have something very important for you."

Jianwei watched the old man speak very well, thinking that he was a master, and he didn't want to conflict with him.

"Oh? Looking for me? What's the matter?"

"Nineteen years ago, when the Li family was wiped out, Ye Yu Xiaozhu sent you to besiege and kill the Li family on the periphery, right? You are worthy of being a disciple cultivated by the Tang Sect, and you are very good at this kind of thing."

He asked, word by word, "Who are you?"

The old man ignored his questioning, and said to himself, "To be honest, I don't like to fight you very much, it's not interesting. The Tang Sect's kung fu against the enemy was too sparse...... I'm too lazy to kill you, but I'm going to pay it back."

As he spoke, the old man stood up and said with a smile, "Don't you make a move in advance? With me, early action is the only time you'll reap the benefits."