"Hey, no, didn't that person kill a demon beast?" Fang Yan obviously tried his best to kill the demon beast with black scale armor, why was the body missing, and the demon beast was definitely killed, how could such a big man be?

Thinking of this, the dialect turned around, ran back to the riverbank, and looked around.

"What the hell, did you come back alive and escape?"

The sound of someone talking was faintly heard in the distance, and the dialect suddenly felt bad, it must have been too loud for the fight, and the people in the distance heard it and rushed to see the excitement.

Fang Yan decided to leave this place of right and wrong immediately, find a place to hide, and a reed in the distance to the west, which is the most suitable for Tibetans. Just as he was about to walk away, suddenly there was a fist-sized bead in front of him, flashing a faint blue light, Fang Yan picked it up and put it in his arms, turned a small hill by the river, lowered his body and ran along the grass by the river into the reeds.

Entering the reeds, the dialect walked lightly towards the west. Although he is not a monk in the Qi refining period, he has also practiced in the dialect since he was a child, and he has the cultivation of the middle stage of the innate period, and his body is very flexible, listening to the shouts of more and more people behind him, the dialect did not dare to stop for half a step, and gradually disappeared into the reeds, and disappeared without a trace.

The sky slowly darkened, and at this time the dialect came to a high edge by the water, and not far away there was a faint smoke rising, and there were several families, presumably the fishermen of the neighborhood were cooking dinner. Fang Yan came to the edge of the fishing village and looked, found an old elm tree, quietly dug a hole under the tree, buried the two magic weapons in his hand, and made a mark.

After clapping his hands, he washed the dust off his face in the pond under the tree, and knocked on the door to the house of a fisherman, who was very enthusiastic when he saw that he was a scholar with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes.

There are four people in this family, and their parents moved here when they lived, and they made a living by fishing. Seeing that Fang Yan talked like a scholar, and seemed to come out of a big family, the family was enthusiastic and had some humility, insisted on keeping him to eat, and took out a treasure of good wine, and Fang Yan ran all the way, and his chest was already hungry and his back was no longer polite at the moment.

After eating and drinking, Fang Yan asked Yan Nancheng how to go. When he asked about the direction, Fang Yan insisted on leaving a piece of broken silver, and rushed to the city overnight, but fortunately he did not go too far, only twenty miles away from the city, but he arrived at the north gate in two hours.

The city gate had long been closed, and Fang Yan had no choice but to come to the horse post, but it happened that Uncle Yang was still there and did not return to the city to live.

"Young Master Yan, you can be counted as coming back, my dark horse came back, but no, but it worries me to death. Old Uncle Yang stood at the door of the horse post and hurriedly welcomed the dialect in with two men, and the dialect's unclear situation made him anxious.

"What happened, Young Master Yan, the master sent someone to look for him in the afternoon. A few guys and guys asked nervously.

"Young Master Yan hasn't eaten yet, let's eat first, and I'll send someone to report to the old lady early tomorrow morning." Lao Yang hurriedly interrupted them, the matter of this young master is what they should ask.

"I've eaten, I'm a little tired now, find me a place, I want to rest. Fang Yan looked tired, but he was really frightened today, he had never experienced such a nervous thing in his life.

"Eaten?" Everyone was a little puzzled, but they didn't dare to say more.

"Okay, arrange for the young master to go to the back room, Xiao Si is waiting outside, and then ask someone to clean up quickly and send some hot water. "This is Uncle Yang's business, his own young master is here, where do you dare to slack off.

After washing, Fang Yan only felt in a trance, his mind was dizzy, and he fell asleep when he got into bed.

In the middle of the night, Fang Yan was woken up by a noisy sound downstairs, and he couldn't help but listen attentively.

"Man, lead me to a good horse, and take my one to the stable. ”

"Get two horses for you, you want it now, hurry up!"

"Get a fast horse, and the silver will be given to you first!"

The yard is full of people coming and going, so it's not lively. These guys who work can't figure out why business is so good in the middle of the night.

Fang Yan was also a little confused at the moment, sat up and looked out the window, and made a lot of noise for nearly an hour before the courtyard slowly rested. Subconsciously touched it into his arms, wanting to take out a few things he was carrying, but after thinking about it, suddenly a spirit, the strange things in this night can't be related to these things, right?

I quickly closed the doors and windows, and lay down on the bed again, but I couldn't sleep anymore.

In this way, Fang Yan thought about it alone, thinking about how to tell his parents when he went back. At dawn, when the sky was dark, there was a sound of people shouting and neighing, and the men hurriedly got up and opened the door of the shop, and a group of people rode or led horses, scolding and scolding into the yard.

These people have changed horses and returned horses, some of them cursed and shouted loudly, and some whispered on the side.

"Ten thousand spirit stones, it's not like I dare to fight for it, I didn't go if I knew it, if I annoyed those immortal masters, my life would be gone." ”

"Who is spreading the news nonsense, saying that the river god is offering treasures, and there are great treasures born, isn't this a pit person. ”

"Those immortal masters are really powerful, I heard that whoever grabs the dead body can exchange it for 10,000 spirit stones, and they will fight in the sky, and I am really scary from a mile away. ”

"It turned out that there were monks who rushed there, but fortunately I ran fast. Fang Yan was secretly glad when he heard this, but then he thought about it, what if they found that the things on the man's body were gone, or if they were looking for one of the things in his arms, and traced them? Thinking of this, Fang Yan began to worry again.

Fang Yan immediately stood up and walked back and forth in the room, like ants on a hot pot.

"No, there must be no one, and even if I find something missing, as long as I don't show my face, no one will suspect that I'm not even a monk. This matter can't be said, when the two of them spoke, they seemed to have talked about Shuiyunmen, but I'm afraid it's also a sect, and our Fang family can't afford to mess with it. Yes, no one will say. Fang Yan made up his mind, sat cross-legged on the bed, and simply cultivated.

In a short time, it was already dawn, and the men in the horse post came up to ask for a meal in dialects. After Fang Yan finished washing, he calmed down, walked downstairs as usual, and after breakfast, Uncle Yang sent two little servants to escort Fang Yan back to Fang's house.

The Fang family was also in a mess last night, the Seventh Young Master dialect did not return overnight, and many people knew about him and Feng'er, and when they thought about it, they were shocked one by one. The servants of the household searched all over the city, and the city gate could not get out, so they had to inquire around the city.

Fortunately, Uncle Yang sent someone to report the news early in the morning, and the family settled down a little, and as soon as he arrived at the door, his mother Lin cried and hugged him, and kept asking if he had suffered last night, and it was the first time that he did not return home at night with such a big dialect.

At this time, Fang Yan's father, Fang Tong, came over, looked angry, and scolded loudly: "Yan'er, how dare you abolish human ethics because of your children's private feelings, and put your parents somewhere, it's simply a big rebellion!" Fang Tong is a monk, the current elder of the Fang family, the ancestor of the Fang family, and the current head of the family, Fang Qian, is not the same line. Ranked fourth among his peers in the clan, he cultivated in the early stage of qi refining, although he was based on the spiritual root, but his qualifications were average, and in recent years, he was even more obsessed with poetry and songs, he didn't like to practice, he liked to dance and write ink, and he had not advanced for many years, and he was still in the early stage of qi training.

Lin was furious when he heard this: "Yan'er must have suffered a lot when he stayed outside the city last night, you don't say good words and comfort, but you speak evil words to each other, what is the reason? How do you know that he is for Feng'er's business, and he wants to do that unrighteous act of losing people's morality? Obviously, my son is not, but you want to talk nonsense, what is the reason?"

When Fang Tong heard this, he was immediately speechless, how could he expose his shortcomings in this public, he was really confused just now. In addition, although Fang Tong was a monk, he had always been afraid of guilt, so he had to follow behind with his head down.

Back at home, Fang Yan sat down in a daze, but his heart was thinking all the way about how to justify yesterday's events. Anyway, he made up his mind not to tell the things by the river, but there were a lot of doubts in the process, so he had to think about it carefully, so as not to make mistakes and omissions.

"Brother, you're finally back. Fang Yan's sister Fang Qing and younger brother Fang Min ran into the house Sister Fang Qing and his mother, Fang Min was indeed born to Fang Tong's concubine, and she was only seven or eight years old this year. Fang Yan also has an older sister Fang Hui, who is the same mother as him, who married into the Tong family in the city last year.

Entering the room and sitting down, Lin carefully asked about Fang Yan's last night, and Fang Yan replied cautiously, sweating in his heart, for fear of revealing his feet.

Fortunately, after a short time, people from other families in the family came to say hello, and they spoke in dialects, only saying that they had startled the horse on the road and got lost, and found a kind fisherman at night, so they brought it back. The dialect that everyone listened to was a little confused, and thought that he had never stayed out after all, and that he was young, and that he was frightened, so they didn't care.

When the people in the clan left, the Lin family talked to Fang Yan for half an hour, constantly comforting him, and explaining from time to time, I am afraid that she also decided that this matter was related to Feng'er. Fang Yan couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, but this was also the best cover, so he was happy to think so.

After a short time, Fang Yan said goodbye to his mother and returned to his residence.

Fang Yan did not live with his parents as early as a year ago, but in an independent courtyard, from the small courtyard to the inside, the place where the door is entered is the front hall, through the front hall is a corridor, there are two rooms on the left and right, the two rooms facing south are the study and practice room of the dialect, and the north is the dining room and the bedroom of the two big girls.

The vestibule also has an arched flower door that leads to the backyard, where there are fish ponds, flowers and trees, and the view is also unique. And further inside is the dialect bedroom, the room is very spacious, I live with two little maids, there is a big bed, there is a small bed on each side, there are some cabinets and tables, but I don't feel crowded at all.

Fang Yan didn't go into the bedroom to rest, but plunged into the practice room and told the little maid not to disturb if she had nothing to do.

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