At this time, Xu Qingchen proposed to go to Taiyuan, but this proposal was unanimously rejected by Chen Xiangzhi and Yang Fan.
"If you go to Taiyuan, it will take at least two months to go back and forth. It's not like you don't know what we are going to do soon," Yang Fan patiently persuaded, "Logically speaking, I am the least qualified to stop you from going, but things are like this right now. Urgent, Qingchen, you have to prioritize things."
Xu Qingchen said: "I know, but I am not much more than one person to deal with Ye Yu Xiaozhu, but Brother Yang, you really can't delay."
Yang Fan smiled and said, "I feel very good now. It won't be a problem to last for a year or two."
Chen Xiangzhi said: "Don't talk about it. We can wait until next year to talk about going to Taiyuan. I have sent people to Yaoxian Valley to get the medicine. Even if it can't cure his disease, it can prolong his life for a few years. Qingchen, You don’t have to worry about this, just take care of the affairs of the office.”
Xu Qingchen still refused to give up: "There is a silk in the office."
Chen Xiangzhi suddenly became angry and asked with a cold face: "Is Linghan working for the master of the service hall?"
Xu Qingchen was choked to the point of speechlessness.
Agarwood waved her sleeves and said, "Don't discuss this matter any further, Yang Fan. Please don't worry about the affairs of the family these days. Get some rest. You two should go back."
Seeing that the door owner issued an order to expel guests, the two had no choice but to exit the hall.
Just after leaving the store, Xu Qingchen wanted to say something, but Yang Fan suddenly bent over and coughed so hard that he felt like he was about to spit out his lungs.
Xu Qingchen patted his back: "Brother Yang, why did you stop me?"
Yang Fan didn't care to speak and coughed until his lungs felt better before he stopped.
He pointed to the steps behind him and sat down slowly.
Xu Qingchen said worriedly: "It's cold here, why don't you go back to the house to rest."
Yang Fan waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, let's take a rest..."
Xu Qingchen had no choice but to sit down with him.
"Qingchen, do you think a person like me is a burden to the people around me?"
"How can you say that?" Xu Qingchen replied, "You have never done anything to drag others down, and, you..."
Before he finished speaking, Yang Fan shook his head with a wry smile: "In order to treat me, my parents went all over the world to find doctors. In the end, they became ill from overwork and passed away one after another. I didn't show my filial piety to them for a day. Originally, I had I was a daughter-in-law who was married on the fingertips. When her family saw that I was very sick, they wanted to cancel the engagement. But the girl didn't want to, so she challenged her family to death, and finally hanged herself... His whole family was grieving and came to my family to ask for an explanation. At that time, I My parents have passed away, and the eldest brother has the final say in family matters. The eldest brother didn’t want to cause trouble, so he separated from me. I gave all the family property to the girl’s family, and since then I have been wandering around the world alone.”
"I never heard you talk about this."
"There's nothing to say... Fortunately, I have good talent in martial arts. I met several famous teachers who taught me kung fu. I didn't have any illnesses in those years. I always thought I was cured... Unfortunately, it was all an illusion. This tuberculosis has always haunted me. In the first few years, I met the old sect master. He said that I was talented and kind-hearted, so he invited me to join the Thorn Sect and taught me the health-keeping skills... If it weren't for the old sect master, I would He would have died of illness on the roadside a few years ago."
"So you have been repaying the favor in the past few years at Thorn Gate."
Yang Fan smiled bitterly again: "Repay a favor? Qingchen, have you ever heard of a saying: A favor with rice is rewarded, and a reward with rice is paid with hatred."
"I have heard."
"I'll tell you the truth, I've hated the old sect master since the year before last."
"Why?"
"He promised to cure me, but I was still half dead. Didn't he lie to me? Since he couldn't cure me, why give me hope of living? At that time, I had no hope for anything and wanted to leave the thorns. But he kept urging me to stay and let me give him some time. Last year he told me that he had found out about a set of exercises that could cure my disease and was trying to get it. Just like you now. It's a pity... The skill was not found, and he died. I just knew that he was poisoned, and I always imagined that he would detoxify in the end, and then continue to help me find the skill... But he still died... I am unwilling and resentful , Qiao Fei, since you promised me and I’m not dead yet, why did you die first?”
speaking of
Here, Yang Fan couldn't help laughing, but the laughter became more and more sad, and finally he couldn't help but shed tears.
"I didn't understand before that why I felt so conflicted and why I could hate someone who was good for me so much... Later I understood that this was just a child getting angry with his parents."
"Brother Yang..." Xu Qingchen wanted to give some advice, but didn't know what to say.
Yang Fan continued: "After he died, I realized that I regarded him as a father. For the second time, Qingchen... I failed to fulfill my love as a son of man. The reason why I stayed was to help him keep his home." Karma. He has a pure heart, and like you, he has an unrealistic and beautiful vision for the world. I have known what the sect master is doing from the beginning, and I even know that what the sect master is doing is against the wishes of the old sect master. ...I only hope that after your grievances are over, I can fulfill the old sect leader's last wish...support the weak and survive for justice. So...this farce should end as soon as possible..."
Yang Fan started coughing again, and the cough got worse.
It was already dark, and the cold winter wind was a bit fierce. Yang Fan coughed for a long time and didn't stop until he fainted.
Xu Qingchen carried Yang Fan on his back and walked towards his bedroom.
When he was approaching his residence, he saw Linghan running toward him holding a blanket.
Linghan said nothing and silently covered Yang Fan with the blanket.
The two put Yang Fan on the bed, and Xu Qingchen lit the stove. After they finished, they sat side by side at Yang Fan's door, looking at each other in silence.
"Brother Qingchen... you should take care of him here tonight. I'm afraid Mr. Yang's body won't last too long. I went to ask Divine Doctor Zhao this afternoon... Even if I find all the treasures from heaven and earth, his disease can be cured. Oh no."
Linghan saw Xu Qingchen lowering his head and his shoulders shaking.
Linghan patted Xu Qingchen's back and comforted him: "Don't be sad."
"Linghan..." Xu Qingchen's voice was filled with tears, "I obviously haven't experienced anything with him, but why am I so sad...Brother Yang is a very good person, he smiles at everyone, why? Why do such people contract such a disease? And the Yao family, and my sister-in-law... they are all very good people, why is this happening? "
The people he wanted to save couldn't be saved, and the people he wanted to protect couldn't be protected. Xu Qingchen felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
After arriving at Thorny Gate for more than a year, Xu Qingchen had the ability to check the whereabouts of Mrs. Yao, but he didn't dare for fear of getting an answer he didn't want.
But Linghan secretly checked behind his back. That day, the Yao family was exterminated, and Xu Qingchen had someone escort Mrs. Yao and Miss Yao back to her parents' home.
However, they did not go back and were robbed by bandits on the way. Mrs. Yao and the Yao family's servants all suffered tragic accidents, leaving only Miss Yao, and Miss Yao's fate... Linghan didn't want to think about it. Linghan did not tell Xu Qingchen about this matter, but after discussing it with Yangfan, she secretly sent people to destroy the cottage that was robbing the Yao family.
Looking at Xu Qingchen who was so sad that he couldn't help himself, Linghan also felt that her nose was a little sore.
At this time, footsteps were heard outside the courtyard, and a tall man walked in holding a lantern.
Seeing the couple sitting at the door, the man sighed: "You go back, I will just keep an eye on him at night."
Xu Qingchen wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said, "Third brother, you..."
"Go back and rest. You two are tired enough during this period. Don't worry. In the past few years, I helped him when he was sick, and occasionally I came to take care of him."
The two had no choice but to get up and go back, leaving the three bears here alone. When the two of them reached the door, Xiong San said suddenly.
"Qingchen, what kind of secret book is that? Don't look for it."
Xu Qingchen asked: "Why?"
"Don't give him hope, he can't bear it anymore."
Xu Qingchen was a little angry: "Then we can't just look at him like this... just like this..."
"Just die like this, it can be considered a relief," this careless man was actually a little sentimental, "With such talent, he became a master at a young age. Although he is as famous as Bai Boju and Zhu Mingyu, do you know that he fought against Bai Boju back then? , Bai Boju could only survive thirty moves under him, and that was when he was sick. You mentioned last year
He yearned for the three girls who came to the Hall of Idle People and wanted to fight with them, but unfortunately... he never let the little girls get close to him. As you know, he is so good-looking, and he was afraid that if someone fell in love with him, his life would be short. , I don’t want to delay anyone. Forget it, let’s not talk about this anymore. You should go back early. "
Before Yang Fan was called "one of the three heroes", he had a nickname, "Xiao Mengchang". Speaking of which, although he and Mo Changfeng had no intersection, the two were very similar. Because Mo Changfeng's nickname long ago was also "Little Mengchang". He is a good judge of people and shows his heart to those he is interested in. The Thorns Gate has been able to accept so many people over the years, and Yang Fan has contributed a lot to it.
Treat the world with compassion, but the world will respond with cruelty.
On their way back to Xu Qingchen and Linghan, the first snow of the year came.
…
Yaizhen did not return to Luzhou after leaving Chuzhou. He asked his subordinates to convey the news that Bai Shuyu asked him to convey to Chen Zijue.
He was going to Qingzhou, and there was someone he needed to deal with personally.
Time was tight, so Yaizhen rushed on the road day and night, with only two men by his side.
This journey is destined to not be smooth.
As soon as we arrived at the border of Yanzhou, it was almost midnight, and it started to snow lightly in the sky.
This year it was exceptionally colder than in previous years, and it snowed earlier.
Seeing that there was no way to go on this road, he ordered two of his men to bury pots to cook, and spent the night in the wild.
He chose a secluded forest as a camp, set up the tent, and looked at his two men who were busy in front of the campfire. He took out his concealed weapon bag and took out the various concealed weapons inside to wipe and maintain them.
At this quiet moment, the sound of footsteps reached his ears. The two men were trained by him and were very good at assassination and security work. They also heard the footsteps. They all put down their work and held down the weapons at their waists.
Not long after, an old figure appeared in the light of the fire.
The old man's beard and hair were white, but his body was straight and he looked very tough.
The old man ignored the three people who were wary of him and sat by the bonfire, stretching out his hands to warm himself. He seemed very comfortable.
Yaizhen habitually hid himself in the shadows and asked in a low voice: "This old man, did you come to our place to borrow a fire to warm yourself?"
The old man shook his head: "No, warming up is just a casual thing. Are you Jizhen? I have something very important to ask you."
Yaizhen looked at the old man who spoke very well. He thought he was a master and didn't want to conflict with him.
"Oh? Looking for me? What's the matter?"
"Nineteen years ago, when the Li family was exterminated, Ye Yu Xiaozhu sent you to surround and kill the Li family, right? As expected of a disciple trained by the Tang Sect, you are very good at this kind of thing."
Yaizhen asked one word at a time: "Who are you?"
The old man ignored his question and said to himself: "To be honest, I don't like fighting with you. It's not interesting. The Tang Sect's skills in facing the enemy are too poor... I'm actually too lazy to kill you, but I don't know how to kill you." Everyone’s favor must be repaid.”
As he said that, the old man stood up and said with a smile: "Why don't you take action in advance? Against me, taking action in advance is the only time you can reap the benefits."
