Volume 2: The Remains of Time Chapter 341: Solving the Confusion

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"Senior Brother Fan, I'll take my leave first." In front of the gate of Fan Yuanwu Deyuan, the two companions said goodbye to Fan Yuanwu.

Fan Yuanwu nodded, and finally reminded that although the Huangwu case was temporarily brought to an end due to Jia Lian's death, Chu Qingxiao was determined to retaliate and would probably continue to pursue the attack on Xue Sanniang and Xu Yixiu yesterday. Ri Haosheng is hiding in the already arranged residence, and it is best not to show his face outside.

The two companions heard Fan Yuanwu's previous explanation of Jia Lian's death, and they had a deeper understanding of the danger involved.

An elder had to commit suicide to save his family because of one wrong move.

This is especially true for ordinary disciples like them who have no power.

If you are not careful, it will only bring disaster to yourself, and it may also affect your family.

The lessons learned from the past are still there, so they will naturally not seek death.

Thinking of this, the two people hurriedly promised Fan Yuanwu, lest Fan Yuanwu would not trust them and push them out to take the blame.

General Fan Yuan could clearly see the panic on their faces, but he didn't point it out. He just nodded and said, "Go ahead."

The two of them could not help but feel a little disappointed when they did not hear the words of comfort they expected. However, they also became more and more frightened. They did not dare to disobey Fan Yuanwu in the slightest. They bowed respectfully again and then withdrew.



Fan Yuanwu watched the two people leaving, his eyes gradually narrowed.

After a while, until the two of them disappeared at the end of the street, he turned around, pushed open his courtyard door, and walked in slowly.

The moment he stepped into the courtyard gate, all the calmness on Fan Yuanwu's face disappeared, and a strong look of anger filled his cheeks.

His steps were quick, his face was red, and his body was trembling slightly.

He hurried across the front yard and into the house.

The main house is luxuriously decorated.

Various calligraphy, paintings and antiques are arranged throughout the room in a very organized manner. Looking at the handwriting of the calligraphy and painting as well as the workmanship of the antiques and porcelain, it is obvious that they are extremely sophisticated and must be valuable items.

There are several Taishi chairs facing each other on both sides. On the left side of each Taishi chair is a table with exquisite porcelain and tea sets, which is obviously used for meeting distinguished guests.

Fan Yuanwu walked into it and kicked down the reluctant Taishi chair. He was a man of cultivation, and this kick came out with anger and great force. The Taishi chair flew out, knocking the row of wooden chairs and desks apart. They all hit the ground one by one.

The tea sets and porcelain placed on the table also fell to the ground. After a crisp sound, the pieces were scattered all over the floor, and the room became a mess.

But despite this, Fan Yuanwu still didn't seem to feel relieved.

Panting heavily, he walked forward, reaching out to push down the things on the desk in front of him.

But the moment he stretched out his hands, a pair of gray fuzzy hands suddenly appeared and grabbed Fan Yuanwu's hands.

Fan Yuanwu was stunned, and turned to look at the owner of the hands. He was a young man who was about sixty-seven years younger than him. The young man's figure was blurred, and he seemed to be in a spiritual state.

"elder brother……"

He said this in a clear voice.

When Fan Yuanwu saw this strange figure, his face changed slightly, but he did not show fear or fear. What appeared on his face was self-blame and guilt.

He put his hand on the shoulder of the spirit body and said anxiously: "Yuanwen, brother, I didn't expect that the white hump man was so stupid and was fooled around by Chu Qingxiao."

"But don't worry, brother still has a way!"

"I will definitely figure out how Chu Qingxiao came back from the dead!"

"I will also bring you back to life! Give you back what belongs to you!"

Hearing this, the spirit body shook his head and said, "Brother, you don't have to blame yourself."

"You have done a lot for me..."

"Besides, Brother Qingxiao was kind to us in the past. I think..."

As he spoke, he suddenly frowned, his words stopped abruptly, and then he turned to look outside the door.

Fan Yuanwu also felt something strange about the other party. He turned his head and looked there, and was suddenly startled.

I saw an extra figure appearing at the door of the room.

That figure was no one else, it was Chu Qingxiao who was mentioned frequently by him just now!

"Brother Fan, farewell to Wuling City. We haven't seen each other for twelve years."

Chu Qingxiao had no consciousness of breaking into a house, but instead narrowed his eyes and smiled.

After saying this, he didn't even care about Fan Yuanwu's reaction, and walked straight into the room. He glanced at the overturned tables and chairs on one side, came to the other side, looked at Fan Yuanwu with a smile and asked: "Meet each other, old friends." , Brother Fan, won’t you invite me to take a seat?”

After he said this, he didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and turned his eyes to the side of the spirit body who was protected by Fan Yuanwu.

Fan Yuanwu looked alert, with one hand protecting the spirit body behind him, and the other hand hanging down, hidden in the cuff of his sleeve, pinching out the magic formula, as if he was ready to go.

"Brother Chu is joking, didn't we just meet at the seven-court trial a few days ago?" Fan Yuanwu said this, his eyes alert, but he didn't mention a word about sitting down.

"Oh, that's right." Chu Qingxiao looked like he was just waking up from a dream, and he said: "Brother Fan was doing things impartially that day, and he was so unfamiliar that I forgot that the person that day was actually an old friend of mine. "

After Chu Qingxiao said that, he looked at the spirit body behind Fan Yuanwu. He did not show any strangeness to the existence of the spirit body. Instead, he smiled and asked: "Is this Fan Yuanwen?"

"I remember we should have met before."

Fan Yuanwen poked his head out from Fan Yuanwu's shoulder and looked at Chu Qingxiao carefully.

They did meet, but in Wuling City more than ten years ago.

Fan Yuanwu's family was in decline. His father was deceived by a friend and lost everything in his business. From that day on, Fan's father was in despair. He bought the ancestral business and drank every day to relieve his sorrows. He soon died in depression.

His mother couldn't stand the precarious life, so she turned around and found a new lover, and left, leaving only Fan Yuanwu and his brother to depend on each other.

In order to support his frail and sick brother, Fan Yuanwu could only do some shady and sneaky things.

Chu Qingxiao met Fan Yuanwu when he was caught stealing and almost beaten to death.

He rescued Fan Yuanwu, and after learning about his family's situation, he also found ways to help.

Originally, the relationship between the two was pretty good at this time, and Fan Yuanwu was grateful to Chu Qingxiao. Unfortunately, it was later heard that Fan Yuanwen had not survived the illness and passed away on a winter day. From that day on, Fan Yuanwu became depressed, and Chu Qingxiao and Chu Qingxiao. The contact gradually faded away.

However, when Fan Yuanwen was alive, Chu Qingxiao visited him several times, so he remembered Fan Yuanwen's appearance.

Fan Yuanwen also looked at Chu Qingxiao at this time. He had a good impression of Chu Qingxiao, and when he was about to speak, Fan Yuanwu said: "Chu Qingxiao, it is true that there are grudges between you and me, but that is your and my business, don't involve Yuanwen. "

Chu Qingxiao asked: "Grudges?"

"Brother Fan, what do you mean by this?"

"I remember that when we were in Wuling City, I had no grudge against Brother Fan. To put it bluntly, not only was there no grudge, but I was actually kind of grateful to Brother Fan, right?"

"Why did Brother Fan say that the kindness back then turned into hatred? Could it be that I shouldn't have saved you back then, so I should have watched you get beaten to death by the guy in the wine shop?"

Chu Qingxiao's question was a bit tricky, and it was obviously not easy to answer.

Fan Yuanwu narrowed his eyes and stepped forward slightly. The energy and murderous intent in his body surged. He pinched the magic formula with the hand hidden under his sleeve and was about to take action. Fan Yuanwen's existence was the biggest and most important to Fan Yuanwu. secret.

In order to protect his younger brother, he had to choose to take risks at this moment and attack Chu Qingxiao.

Just when such thoughts came to mind, a wailing sound suddenly came from behind.

Fan Yuanwu was startled and looked behind him, only to see Fan Yuanwen squatting on the ground in pain, covering his head with his hands and wailing uncontrollably.

And there were black auras surging around Fan Yuanwen, wrapping him up. Obviously, this black aura was the key to causing Fan Yuanwen so much pain.

Fan Yuanwu realized this, he looked at Chu Qingxiao angrily and asked: "Chu Qingxiao! What did you do to my brother!?"

Chu Qingxiao did not respond to the other party's question, but asked: "Can I take a seat now?"

Fan Yuanwu's face was ashen, but even though he was reluctant in every way, for the sake of his brother, he could only grit his teeth and look at Chu Qingxiao and said: "Please sit down."

Chu Qingxiao smiled slightly and sat down on the Taishi chair minding his own business.

As he did this, the black aura lingering on Fan Yuanwen's body suddenly dissipated, but the aftermath of pain still remained. Fan Yuanwen sat on his knees on the ground, breathing heavily, obviously not feeling like that yet. Complete recovery from terrible pain.

Fan Yuanwu saw that his brother was temporarily out of trouble, and the worry on his face softened slightly, but his eyes were still solemn.

Chu Qingxiao, on the other hand, sat there with a golden sword, looked at Fan Yuanwu and said, "I have a few questions to ask Brother Fan."

"I hope Brother Fan can be honest with me."

"Brother Fan and I are old acquaintances. You should know that I have always been very curious. If Brother Fan doesn't answer my questions, I will have to find another way."

"When the time comes, I will inevitably exchange some secrets with others in the hope of getting answers to my questions."