On Mt. Aoba, in front of a dilapidated Taoist temple, two men are fighting, and it is better to say that it is a battle, but it is more a one-sided bullying. In less than ten moves, the young man with the sword was kicked out of the battle group by another person, and fell hard in front of the door of the Taoist temple, shaking the plaque with "Qingxuguan" written on it for a while, causing dust to fly everywhere.

"Boy, tomorrow evening, if you can't come up with another five hundred taels of silver! Bai Ye will be unkind to you. A middle-aged man in his thirties, flicking the dust off his trouser legs, said to the boy who fell to the ground.

"I don't have any money, even if I do, I won't give it to you!" the young man said stubbornly with a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

The man who called himself Bai Ye took two iron galls the size of goose eggs from the hands of the entourage behind him, and slowly turned them in the palm of his hand: "It is natural to repay debts! Ye Fan, when you borrowed money from Ye, you were not so uninteresting!"

The voice was not loud, but the threat was full.

"Phew!" Ye Fan opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of black blood, and said with a hideous face: "At that time, I only borrowed one hundred taels of silver from you to see the master, when did it become five hundred taels!"

"Yo roar! Do you kid know what the master does? Borrowing the master's money, not only to repay the principal, but also to give interest! I only charge you five hundred taels of silver for three months, which is already for the sake of your dead ghost master!" Bai Ye didn't get angry, looking at Ye Fan and saying with a smile, but at the end of the words, his voice changed, and he said gloomily: "However, you kid don't know how to lift up! I remember that your dead ghost master seems to have a girl!"

"Bai Ye, you really have a good eye, that little girl named Ye Lan'er, although she is only twelve years old, she has already been out and falling, she has been trained for a few years, she is definitely a beauty!

"Qiu Wu, if you dare to touch our little junior sister, I will definitely not let you go!" Hearing the foul language of the attendant, Ye Fan, who was lying on the ground, struggled to stand up, his bloodshot eyes looked a little hideous.

"Ye Fan! Lao Tzu has long been expelled from the door wall by that dead ghost, Ye Lan'er's little bitch is not my junior sister!" Qiu Wu, who was tall and thin, said with disdain, looking at his age, he thought that he should have been Ye Fan's senior brother before, but he was somehow expelled from the door wall by his own master.

Bai Ye held his iron gallant right hand and raised it back, and said, "Okay, Qiu Wu, don't talk nonsense to your junior brother! Let's go!"

After that, Bai Ye turned around and led Qiu Wu and another entourage towards the bottom of the mountain, only a yin voice came: "Ye Fan, tomorrow evening, five hundred taels of silver, one tael less, bear the consequences!"

"Ah......h

The corners of Ye Fan's mouth were bloody, and he looked at the few people who came down the mountain with a hideous face, although there was anger in his chest, but he had nowhere to vent, he could only raise his head and roar angrily, but he didn't dare to make a loud noise, so as not to disturb the master and sister in the Taoist temple.

The voice was hoarse and harsh, like a hundred ghosts crying at night, but in this quiet mountain forest, it was even more terrifying.

After venting, Ye Fan put the sword in his hand and walked towards the Taoist temple with a gloomy face, where there were still his two relatives. One is the master Ye Xiu who raised himself to adulthood, and the other is the master's daughter, his little sister Ye Lan'er.

Walking into the Taoist temple, Ye Fan's complexion softened, his master was already seriously ill, and the little junior sister was just a girl who had not yet grown up, but there was no need for them to know these troubles.

The Taoist temple is dilapidated, the area is not small, the courtyard of the front and back three entrances, in addition to the front of the hall dedicated to the Taoist ancestors, there are two ancestral shrines for the ancestors of one article and one martial arts in the back, through the last moon gate, it is the wing room where the master and apprentice three rest.

Before Ye Fan could walk into the moon gate, a petite figure jumped out and grabbed Ye Fan's arm, "Brother Ye Fan, is the fifth brother bullying you again!

The girl looks eleven or twelve years old, wearing a water-green skirt, with two star-like eyes on her round goose egg face.

Ye Fan reached out and touched the ponytail behind Ye Lan'er, and said with a smile: "Your fifth brother didn't bully me, I accidentally fell off the tree!"

"Really?" Ye Lan'er blinked her eyes flickering.

Gently patted Ye Lan'er's little head twice, Ye Fan couldn't suppress the upsurge of backblood, and said: "Of course it's true! How could Brother Ye Fan lie to you! Okay, brother is going to cook for you now, what do you want to eat?"

"I want to eat braised fish!Brother Ye Fan made braised fish for me!" Ye Lan'er was still young, but she couldn't see the anger and anger in Ye Fan's heart, and laughed and begged for her favorite food.

"Okay! After a while, Brother Ye Fan will go to the back mountain to catch a big carp and make braised fish for Lan'er! You will obediently accompany Master now, and when the fish is ready, I'll bring it over to you, okay?"

"Okay!" After getting the food she wanted, Ye Lan'er jumped to the wing room in the backyard.

Seeing Ye Lan'er's figure disappear, the doting gaze in Ye Fan's eyes became very cold, he would never tolerate others hurting the little junior sister, no one could!

After catching two carp from the waterhole in the back mountain, Ye Fan returned to the kitchen in the backyard and began to disembowel, preparing the braised fish for dinner.

Ye Fan casually scraped the fish scales in his hands, but the anger and worry in his heart kept churning.

No matter how angry he is, he will not be able to prepare five hundred taels of silver tomorrow evening, as for handing over the little junior sister, he has never touched this idea, more than ten years of getting along, Ye Lan'er and his own sister have no difference. If you want to hurt Ye Lan'er in front of him, you have to step over his corpse.

"Is there really no way?" Ye Fan couldn't help but sigh, and threw the half-scraped carp in his hand on the board, but he didn't intend to cook the vegetables.

Ye Fan struggled for a long time, and the index finger of his right hand couldn't help but touch his eyebrows, there was a solution to the problem, but this method, Ye Fan really didn't want to use it!

In the past seventeen years, no matter how many hardships he has experienced, Ye Fan has never had the idea of using this method, but now that he has reached a desperate situation, Ye Fan, who is forced on the edge of the cliff, has no choice!

The struggling face was a little distorted under the kerosene lamp, and after a long time, Ye Fan's index finger in the center of his eyebrows finally pressed down, and with the press of his finger, a text flashing with golden light appeared in Ye Fan's mind!