"While you were alive, there was still a way to remove the vice Gu." Wen Ya said seriously: "But without a sacrifice, you would be much weaker than you are now, and you would die faster. It is estimated that it will only take a year or two. . Are you willing to trade your life for your life?"
"Of course I am willing." Fang Zilan leaned lower and her voice was much softer, "But I'm afraid he won't want to."
Seeing this, Wen Ya shook his head and said, "If you can't hold it, don't force it. Lie down and I'll give you the acupuncture first."
Fang Zilan lay back obediently, and Wen Ya applied acupuncture on her and said, "Do you really not consider people with mother's gu at all?"
"What are you considering?" Fang Zilan snorted coldly, "Although I am not good at this, I also know that the mother voodoo is generally used to control the child voodoo. Even if you don't consider it at the beginning of the operation, the master will consider it, and he will not commit any crime. It’s dangerous, so anyone with a mother’s Gu must be a walking zombie who obeys his orders, why should I consider it?”
Wen Ya paused for a moment while applying the acupuncture, "Why do you think the young master will not put himself in danger for you?"
His words were like a basin of cold water, which shocked Fang Zilan.
Yes, everyone in the ghost sect knew that she was Zixiu, who had a deep love for Ji Ningtian. Such words coming from her mouth would inevitably not arouse suspicion.
"It's not like he won't risk his life for me." Fang Zilan tried to make up for it, and then he pondered for a moment: "A person like him, whose wealth and life never belong to him, how can he risk his life just because of his temper?"
Wen Ya had a complicated expression in his eyes, "Since you know that a high position is a shackle, why do you still risk your life to get here?"
"Those who hold high positions say it's too cold at high places, but if we really let them come down..." Fang Zilan said with a meaningful smile, "I'm afraid no one would be willing."
"It's like a person drinking water. He knows whether it's cold or warm." After finishing the acupuncture, Wen Ya straightened his sleeves and said, "Miss Fang, it's not easy for you to get to this day, so it's better to cherish your life."
Fang Zilan's heart was shocked. She looked at the gentle and jade-like person in front of her, and it was really difficult for her to connect the person Xiao Xuan'er said about killing his master and betraying his family, selling Gu for glory, with him.
However, there has never been any false news in Qianjinfang, not to mention that it was related to Wan Jun, so there was no way it could be wrong.
"Miss Fang, with your body, you shouldn't worry too much." Wen Ya calmed his expression and said, "If you still have any questions, you might as well say them directly."
Fang Zilan thought for a while and asked, "Who is the father of the Wheel-turning King?"
Wen Ya was stunned for a moment, "The King of Wheels entered the ghost gate with you. I haven't heard of any relatives."
"No?" Fang Zilan had some concerns in her mind. It seemed that the scene she recalled was before entering the ghost gate. In other words, the Wheel King recognized her as his master and had nothing to do with the ghost gate.
Wen Ya looked at her thoughtful look, smiled slightly and said, "If you don't know how to speak, you might as well wait until you think about it before asking. I will be bothering you in the house these days, so you don't have to rush."
Fang Zilan looked over doubtfully, and Wen Ya said quietly: "Since I came here according to His Majesty's will, I will not leave until you can eat normally."
"I..." Fang Zilan opened her mouth, and Wen Ya said helplessly: "Miss Fang, do you think that as long as you don't eat plum blossom soup, everything will be fine? You haven't eaten for several days, and you vomited out everything you ate, even your throat I'm so sick that I need to take good care of myself if I want to return to normal."
Fang Zilan pursed her lips and said, "Well, you're done. I'll ask the housekeeper to clean up a guest room later, and I hope Mr. Wen won't dislike the simplicity of the house."
Wen Ya raised his eyebrows, and Fang Zilan turned away unnaturally, "I know that I have caused a lot of trouble to Mr. Wen, and I will never threaten Mr. Wen with my life again."
Wen Ya looked at Fang Zilan's awkward side face and suddenly chuckled.
That year, not long after he first entered the underworld, Xiao Zixiu, who often suffered from bruises due to poor academic skills, had a straight face and coquettishly complained that he was not good at medical skills and acted lightly.
As a young man, he put on airs and asked Zixiu to call Mr. Wen, saying that if he didn't call, he would not treat her again. What she got in exchange was her warm words again and again, which remained unchanged for many years. Who would have thought that today she would take the initiative to call Mr. Wen.
The heartless children eventually grew into thoughtful adults.
Wen Ya suddenly felt that the person in front of him was getting farther and farther away from him. She stood under the sun, but he was still in the endless darkness, never to come out.
"Is it so funny?" Fang Zilan murmured in a low voice. Wen Ya was about to say something when someone knocked on the door and said, "Master Fang, Miss Awan asked me to deliver medicine. Can I come in?"
Wen Ya was startled when he heard the voice, and Fang Zilan hurriedly said: "Miss Cong, come in."
"Miss Cong?" Wen Ya watched Cong Rong walk into the room and could no longer take his eyes away from her, "Are you..."
"Young lady Cong Rong, I have met you, sir." Cong Rong bowed generously, and then put the medicine on the table, "Sir Fang, do you want to use this medicine now, or wait a while?"
"What kind of medicine is this?" Wen Ya came back to her senses and walked to Cong Rong. She couldn't help but take a step back, lowered her eyes and said, "Miss Awan asked me to bring it in. I don't know what kind of medicine it is."
Fang Zilan glanced at Cong Rong, and then her eyes fell on Wen Ya, "Mr. Wen and Miss Cong are old acquaintances?"
Wen Ya looked steadily at Cong Rong, who was just one step away, and said indifferently: "I don't know you. Is the girl Awan that Miss Cong mentioned is the medical girl in the house?"
"Yes." Cong Rong nodded, "I wonder what your orders are?"
"The medicine prepared by this Miss Awan is interesting." Wen Ya said calmly: "I want to meet this Miss Awan. I wonder if Miss Cong can lead the way?"
Cong Rong looked at Fang Zilan and saw her nodding slightly and saying, "Take Mr. Wen with you and ask the housekeeper to clean up a guest room and come out. Mr. Wen will stay at the house for a few days."
"Yes." Cong Rong made a respectful gesture of invitation, "Mr. Wen, please come with me."
Wen Ya followed Cong Rong out and into the deserted corridor. He finally couldn't help but ask, "Why are you here?"
"Mr. Wen is smart, you can't guess it even if you think about it." Cong Rong's voice was soft and charming, as if she was a completely different person.
Wen Ya took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "There are so many people in the Ghost Sect, why are you?"
"With so many people, how many of them have never even met Zixiu and Awan?" Cong Rong took steps steadily, but Wen Ya lost her usual gentleness and said anxiously: "With Zixiu's temper, if she knows... …”
"She won't know." Cong Rong stepped back a little and her voice became much lower, "As long as you don't tell her, she will never know."
"But..." Wen Ya wanted to say something more, but was cut off by Cong Rong, "Except for you and the young master, no other person in the world knows about my existence. Even you, do you really know who I am?"
Wen Ya stopped suddenly, and Cong Rong turned around and leaned into his ear with a smile, "How can a person who doesn't even know who he is be discovered?"
Wen Ya felt choked in his chest and subconsciously took a few steps back.
Cong Rong smiled brightly and said, "Mr. Wen, little girl Cong Rong, please don't admit your mistake."
