"Can the life-saving medicine Wen Ya gave me be able to erase people's memories?" Fang Zilan asked bluntly, but Awan looked confused, "What are you talking about? What erasure of memories?"
"You don't know?" Fang Zilan was still stunned when she woke up, with no expression on her face. However, the coldness in her eyes made Awan's hair stand on end. "What do I know? You..."
"If you don't know, go check it out." Fang Zilan interrupted her unceremoniously, took out the celadon bottle from his arms and threw it to her, "Don't tell anyone that you are checking the medicine for me, including Young Master and Wen Ya. If it's If a third person knows, there will be consequences at their own risk."
A Wan stared blankly at the person in front of her, feeling both familiar and unfamiliar at the same time. What was familiar was that the coldness in her eyes was the same as that of the former ruthless killer Zi Xiu. What was strange was that she had not seen such a look for a long time. It was so long that she almost forgot that the person in front of her was the killer Zixiu.
"Fang Zilan, have you been stimulated by something?" Awan waved her hand in front of her eyes. She rolled her eyes and did not answer. Instead, she said whatever came to her mind, "What were you talking to Lin Jian just now?"
A Wan couldn't turn around for a moment and made a sound, and then replied obediently: "It's nothing. I want to know what happened in the Lin family village after I fell asleep that day. Lin Jian has been refusing to tell me. I don't know, he When did you become so stubborn?"
Fang Zilan was startled, "Go and call him in. I have something to say to him."
Awan hesitated for a moment, and finally called Lin Jian obediently. However, she never thought that Fang Zilan would drive her out after Lin Jian came in.
A Wan glared at Fang Zilan angrily, then took a tea cup from the table and stuffed it into her hand, "You have just woken up. Please be patient. I don't have the ability to save you too many times."
After she said that, she turned and left. Fang Zilan looked at her back and couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips, but she felt that her whole face was stiff, showing a somewhat strange expression.
Seeing her expression like this, Lin Jian couldn't help but feel frightened, "Master Fang, are you looking for me?"
Fang Zilan simply turned cold, stiffened her body, picked up the tea cup, and took a sip. Her whole movement was like a puppet on strings. She could even hear the creaking of her own bones, and she felt sad for no reason.
Lin Jian let her move, but did not dare to speak again. It took a while before he heard her say: "Have you ever revealed anything about Su Yuexi to anyone?"
"No." Lin Jian shook his head like a rattle, and Fang Zilan stared at him. It wasn't until sweat dripped from his forehead that she narrowed her gaze, nodded slightly and said, "It's good that you keep your mouth shut. I owe you a favor."
"Master Fang?" Lin Jian looked at her blankly and blurted out: "Master Fang, you don't have to be like this, I just..."
"When I say I owe you a favor, I mean I owe it." Fang Zilan interrupted him unceremoniously, "I can do one thing for you. In exchange, you have to take Su Yuexi's matter into the coffin and keep it in the coffin for the rest of your life. Don’t mention it again.”
Lin Jian's eyes widened and he said in disbelief: "Master Fang, do you really mean what you said? Can you really do one thing for me?"
Fang Zilan hummed and saw him kneeling in front of her, "I have something to ask Mr. Fang now."
"You have to think about it, I will only do one thing for you." Fang Zilan tightened her hand holding the tea cup, feeling relieved.
As expected, Lin Jiandao was heard: "Master Fang, I beg you to avenge my dead brother. No matter who is behind it, don't let it go."
"I can't do this now." Fang Zilan's voice was a little lower, and Lin Jian's heart sank. His expression suddenly dimmed a lot, and he opened his mouth but said nothing.
There was something she couldn't do anything about, so was his brother destined to die in peace in this life?
"But..." Fang Zilan said slowly: "In ten years, I will help you achieve it and give you an explanation."
"Ten years?" Lin Jian repeated. Fang Zilan sighed softly and said, "Do you think ten years is too long?"
Lin Jian was silent, and Fang Zilan bit her lip. She originally wanted to say in her lifetime, but then she thought about it. Lin Jian didn't know how many years she would live. It was asking for trouble if she said it. It would be better to just say ten or eight years. .
Judging from Lin Jian's reaction now, ten years is a bit long. I had known it would be eight years. Just as she was thinking about it, she heard Lin Jiandao: "It won't be long, as long as you can get revenge, ten years is nothing."
Hearing this, Fang Zilan said softly: "I'm going to say something ugly in front of you. Ten years is neither long nor short. Anything can happen during this period. Maybe the person behind it died before I took revenge. Maybe you will change your mind in two years." The grudge is gone. But no matter what, your brothers will never come back, and you can't go back on your word. Are you sure you want me to avenge your dead brother?"
After hearing what she said, Lin Jian lowered his head involuntarily. After a while, he raised his head and looked at her, "I don't know what will happen in ten years, but I know that I must avenge them."
Fang Zilan looked at him thoughtfully, and saw a trace of hesitation in his expression, and his voice became a little softer, "However, since anything can happen in ten years, if something happens to you, Mr. Fang... …”
He didn't go on. Fang Zilan thought that bad luck was really evil. Once he thought about it, he would look for it even if he didn't look for others. He really couldn't hide from it.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Lin Jian was afraid that she would regret it, and even more afraid that she would pinch him to death if she was displeased, so he quickly kowtowed, knelt down and said: "Master Fang, your Excellency..."
"I will accept your suggestion, and I will accept this matter." Fang Zilan intercepted his words, with a fierce look in her eyes, "Don't worry, even if I die in ten years, I will climb out of the coffin and put my life back." Once this is done, it won’t be too late to go to hell.”
Lin Jian was so shocked by her words that she couldn't react. She herself was stunned. Are you going to hell?
In the vague dream, the person who gave her the medicine said, "Zixiu, if you get to the underworld, you will go to the eighteenth level of hell and suffer countless hardships. With your hands, I'm afraid you will be fried in a frying pan." Rotten."
At that time, she smiled indifferently, but then she heard the man continue: "But don't be afraid, since I have become your accomplice, I will definitely accompany you."
The children next to them occasionally listened and came over, "Where is Sister Xiu going? I'm going too..."
Memories came flooding back, and Fang Zilan felt her head hurt as if it was going to explode, and she suddenly shrank into a ball.
Lin Jian stood up at a loss when he saw this, "Master Fang, what's wrong with you?"
"Go..." Fang Zilan tried her best to pull out a few scattered words from her throat, "Go, find, ah, Wan."
Lin Jian finally heard her words clearly and immediately ran out to find Awan. When Ah Wan saw her like this, she secretly screamed, but she still maintained her composure on her face and asked Lin Jian to help her find some medicinal materials.
Lin Jian left in response, and Awan sat in front of her, "Fang Zilan, please calm down and don't think wildly."
