Jiang Fan nodded. In fact, he was able to make this guess right away precisely because he had followed Sun Daotong for so many years, and it would be difficult for others to think of this directly.
"I have studied poison medicine with him for ten years, and I know at least three poisons that can do it..."
Hearing this, a trace of anger appeared on Zhang Zhiling's face: "If this is true, I have given birth to a good son..."
Jiang Fan also smiled bitterly: "It's just a guess, it may not be true. However, you said that Zhang Yi is doubting me, which makes me think it is somewhat possible."
Zhang Zhiling nodded: "I'm afraid it's probably as you said. Although this matter was done carelessly, it also found clues to Bawa's death. I must find out about it."
Jiang Fan suddenly felt a little strange: "Master... you deliberately let me disguise myself like this. Are you trying to test Zhang Yi?"
Zhang Zhiling couldn't help but sigh: "Since he has doubts, I'm afraid I'm not wrong..."
His mood was a little downcast, and Jiang Fan couldn't help but sigh inwardly, not knowing how to deal with this kind of thing.
"But...Master, I'm afraid this may cause a little trouble."
Zhang Zhiling nodded and said: "I am still worried about this matter, and I always want to confirm it..."
Jiang Fan said: "It's human nature, but how should we deal with it now?"
Zhang Zhiling said: "Even if this is the case, he is just suspicious. We will act according to the plan and take advantage of the opportunity."
Jiang Fan nodded and said, "However, we need to make more preparations."
Zhang Zhiling thought for a while, then suddenly looked at Jiang Fan: "Are you serious about becoming a disciple of Sun Daotong?"
Jiang Fan was a little worried and said: "Master, you don't have any sect rules, you can't worship other people..."
Zhang Zhiling shook his head and said: "How can this happen? For a young man like you, it is good to have more masters. You can learn from the strengths of others and eventually become a family. I am very happy to be a master. Besides, Sun Daotong is a master of medicine and can help the world by hanging pots. I admire him very much and he is my honor." Master, it is your creation.”
Only then did Jiang Fan feel relieved: "I was afraid, master, that you might think I had too many apprentices."
Zhang Zhiling was stunned: "How many? There are more?"
Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment: "Ah, yes... there is also a fat old man named Tianjizi, do you know him?"
Zhang Zhiling was stunned: "Wuliang Dao Sect, the leader of Dao Sect, Tianjizi?"
Jiang Fan smiled and nodded: "Learn the formation from him."
Zhang Zhiling seemed to be looking at a monster: "How lucky are you, kid?"
He was indeed confused. Normal people would never see such a person. This boy worshiped two of them at once. Including himself, there were three.
"Unexpectedly... Tianjizi actually accepted a disciple, Wuliang Dao Sect has no disciples yet..."
Having said this, Zhang Zhiling suddenly came back to his senses and suddenly thought, is it possible that this kid will inherit Wuliang Dao Sect and become the leader of the next generation of Dao Sect?
"Yes, I am the only apprentice, and there are only three of us in the class, Fat Master, Skinny Uncle, and me."
Zhang Zhiling shook his head with emotion upon hearing this: "What a blessing you are... even my teacher is envious..."
Jiang Fan smiled bitterly: "There is good fortune, and there is also a lot of bad luck. If nothing else, even the Holy Land wants to kill me."
This is true, God is fair, and after receiving so many benefits, naturally he cannot escape disaster.
"The Holy Land has always been unpredictable in its affairs. I heard that you are so lucky that you are likely to cause trouble to the world in the future. It is best not to have that day."
Jiang Fan curled his lips: "Master, let me tell you, if Taiyue and Taihua do this, they will force me to die. They will jump over the wall when they are anxious. When I am forced to become anxious, I will naturally use all my strength to resist." , when the time comes, I mean, if this causes a bloody storm, who do you think should be blamed?"
Zhang Zhiling didn't expect him to say that, so he hesitated for a moment.
This is not unreasonable. The government can force the people to resist, let alone a passionate young man who has huge resources and a superior mind?
"My teacher believes that you only need to keep your original intention, and you can decide for yourself what is right and wrong."
Jiang Fan was dissatisfied: "Public opinion? What is public opinion? The public can never see the truth. There are so many unjust cases in history that have settled at the bottom of the sea. Many things are just guided by the public opinion of those in power."
Zhang Zhiling looked at him strangely: "Are you talking about the future?"
Jiang Fan waved his hand: "I'm just complaining and talking about things that may happen. Master, don't worry, my disciple's heart will not change, but..."
His eyes became a little sharp: "Don't push certain people too hard."
Zhang Zhiling secretly sighed in his heart that this son behaved very differently from the world, ignored etiquette, and lacked due respect for the Holy Land. He even had a feeling that Jiang Fan seemed to be naturally disgusted and resistant to the existence of the Holy Land.
The holy land has stood for thousands of years and has an extremely rich foundation. Once it takes action with all its strength, who in the world can resist?
But Zhang Zhiling had a very strange feeling about this kid, and even vaguely felt that he might be an exception.
If one day, he really has the strength to fight against the Holy Land, and the two collide head-on, who knows what kind of storm will arise...
In fact, these were the reasons why Zhang Zhiling finally decided to leave the mountain. He was worried and wanted to see for himself what was going on with this kid and what his character was.
Early the next morning, Zhang Zhiling took the camel lion and Zhang Yi to Huai'an County together.
After seeing them out of sight, Jiang Fan was about to return to the inn when he was unexpectedly stopped by the girl in green next to Zhang Yi.
"This little brother, can we have a chat?"
Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, "What do you want to ask the girl?"
The girl in green smiled slightly: "The owners of you and me are from the same family. As servants, we are naturally not outsiders. Before leaving, Xiangguo ordered that the Prime Minister's entourage must be well entertained. Xiao Yu'er specifically wanted to ask the younger brother Do you have any needs?"
Jiang Fan cupped his hand and said, "It turns out to be Miss Xiaoyu. I have nothing else to do."
Xiao Yu'er, a girl in green clothes, smiled and said, "May I ask what you call me?"
Jiang Fan hesitated for a moment and then said: "I'll call the minibus."
"It turns out to be Brother Ba. If you have nothing to do here, why don't you go back to the inn and have a cup of tea?"
Jiang Fan's heart moved. Although this woman's behavior was reasonable, it was still a bit strange. She was a woman after all. Wouldn't it be more appropriate for other servants to do this kind of thing?
His mind was spinning, and he stretched out his hand calmly to signal: "Nothing happens, I happen to be a little thirsty, please, girl."
The two of them immediately walked side by side to the inn lobby.
However, as soon as the distance approached, Jiang Fan's nose twitched imperceptibly, and then an imperceptible light flashed in his eyes.
The two found a corner and sat down, and Xiao Yuer ordered a pot of tea.
"Drink some fried tea, it will be refreshing and quench your thirst."
Jiang Fan nodded: "Very good, breakfast just now was a little greasy."
Xiao Yu'er said: "It is rumored that fried tea was made by King Xiaoyao. Since then, it has changed many people's tea drinking habits."
Jiang Fan smiled and said: "That prince is really leisurely and relaxed."
Xiao Yu'er said: "King Xiaoyao's diet is the best in the world. It is known to the whole world. Xiao Yu'er admires him very much."
Jiang Fan said with some disdain: "It's just a sip of tea, what's the big deal."
Xiao Yu'er said: "This is not a small way. What comes into the mouth is a matter of great importance. However, the world has been drinking tea for thousands of years, and no one can comment on it except King Xiaoyao. This tea only needs hot water to brew, and it can fully show its true nature. It tastes like tea and can be said to be the most simple way to go."
Jiang Fan said: "I've learned a lesson, let the girl talk, I'm even more thirsty."
While he was talking, the tea was served, and Xiao Yuer picked up the teapot and poured him tea.
This hand is extremely beautiful, white, soft and slender, as graceful as a spring onion.
Xiao Yu'er seemed to be aware that the other party was looking at her hand, so she gently put down the teapot and said, "Brother, what are you looking at?"
