Fan Zhou asked again: "Brother Fang, are you going to tell him this in the future?"

Hearing this question, Fang Taihe did not hesitate. He nodded and said, "Well, when I am old and dying, I will tell this child everything."

Fan Zhou was not surprised by this.

Although what Brother Fang has done in recent years is not good and cannot be said to be correct, the other party's behavior from beginning to end is considered "straight".

Fan Zhou responded and then asked: "Oh, what is the name of this child?"

He leaned back and breathed a sigh of relief. Fang Tai patted the swaddle in his hand and smiled gently:

"He was not clear at first, and he couldn't even know what his surname was, so I had to use Fang's surname to give him a name, Fang Chang. I hope he can live longer, live longer, and be safe until he grows old. Don't be like these people in the world..."

The two fell into silence again.

They did not make a sound and swept away the food on the table. Fan Zhou shouted to the waiter who was wiping the table not far away:

"My second brother!"

"Come on!"

"Checkout, give me ten more boiled eggs."

"Okay~ wait~!"

Fan Zhou met the account and stuffed the eggs to Fang Taihe and let him eat them on the way. He had something to do, and Brother Fang also had to rush on the way. Soon after the two sides got together, they needed to separate again.

"Brother Fang, I don't know when I will meet again after leaving this time. You just need to remember that there will always be a younger brother Xiaozhou in the world."

Hearing this, Fang Tai and his free and easy laughed:

"I will definitely remember, Xiaozhou. But without the appearance of separation from life and death, I will not go far away. I will live in Xingqing Mansion next to me. If I miss me one day, I can come to me to reminisce about the past - what are your plans next?"

Speaking of the road ahead, Fan Zhou felt that he was young, and even his words were filled with youth and hope:

"Of course I will continue to roam the world. Next, I will go to the south to see it. I heard that the mountains and rivers are good, rice, rice, fish, and fish are unique. The government has a lot of loosening and quicker management. It is a good place for the people in the world."

"treasure."

The two sides said goodbye.

………

When the old man Fan Zhou woke up from his dream, it was not yet bright.

There is only oneself in the house. The cool breeze in the autumn night slips in through the cracks of the door and windows, making it impossible to detect much temperature in the house.

The pillow was already soaked, and it was the tears that gushed out of my sleep.

"Hehe, I'm old, I'm really old. Maybe this is just 'I suddenly dream of a boy late at night'..." Fan Zhou smiled mockingly, then said a few words to himself, and he was completely sleepy.

He stood up from the bed, pulled over a robe and draped it on his body, sighed, and began to recall.

The place where Brother Fang lives in seclusion is actually in the nearby town. He has visited him several times later, but when he went there this time, Brother Fang had already passed away.

I heard that I had an emergency and didn't even say a last word.

But Fan Zhou was very envious of this.

Brother Fang lived a very comfortable life in the second half of his life, and had a shelter from the wind and rain, a place to accommodate him, and a child who sent him to his death, which was much more comfortable than the people in the martial arts world.

I just don't know how that child is now...

When I went to that town last time, I heard that he had sold his property and left, and maybe he had also entered the world... Alas, don't think about it, I am now in a twilight year.

Haha, what can I do with this look?

Fan Zhou simply put his robe aside, turned the pillow over, and continued to lie down and sleep.

…………

...

Fang Chang and Tudigong watched the whole process in Fan Zhou's dream.

This time, he was quite rewarding. From the old man's memories, he learned about the past of his original adoptive father, the origin of the man in black who had visited the door several times, and also learned some clues about his original parents.

In front of the Land Temple, Fang Chang bowed his hand to the land beside him and said:

"Thank you for your help this time. I have learned the necessary situation and the matter has been done, so I will say goodbye."

"Don't be polite to be honest. This is just a slight effort. Go slowly." Hearing what Fang Chang said, the Land Lord quickly replied.

Then the land was on the standard crutch and watched the master pass by a corner not far away, then gently paused his pole and returned to his mansion to rest.

Fang Chang has an impression of that business name.

When I passed by Huaifeng Mansion, I once saw the sign with these two words, but the door was locked and there should be no one inside.

In his spiritual sense, he had just got the opportunity he had foreseen before going down the mountain.

The result was pretty good, everything went well.

He was going to continue to go back to Yunzhong Cliff and wait for the next opportunity. Fang Chang had a premonition that he could settle his original obsession when he went down the mountain for this matter next time.

His calculations are not high, and he is even more vague about himself. Only when the opportunity comes will it suddenly become clear.

But at this time, something else is going to happen.

Can't leave just now.

The square long walks along the street and heads in a certain direction.

Before he fell into his dream, he observed the old man surnamed Fan and saw that disaster was coming today.

Since Fan Zhou provided clues and could be considered beneficial to him, he would take action to help him end the disaster.

It was almost morning, but the roosters had not crowed, which was when people slept the deepest. Even the vendors who got up early every day were still sleeping soundly.

Of course, it is also a good time to do things.

Not far away, a group of merchandise came in a crowd. They were wearing torches, masked in black, and the steel knives in their hands were shining with cold light under the flames and the moonlight.

Fang Chang leaned against the tree and looked at them.

Then he took out his straight-back jade knife from his arms and rotated it in his hand. It was small and narrow, compared with the steel knife in the hands of those people in front of him, whether it was in size or material, it looked like a toy.

"go."

He raised his hand and threw the little jade knife into the air, Fang Chang shouted softly.

The warm color flashed in the air.

Almost at the same time, in the early morning, the group of men wearing black masked faces and raising the steel knife to fire almost screamed at the same time.

"ah!"

"who!"

"Who is it!!"

There was chaos, and they quickly reached out to lift their pants.

In the panic, most of the men in black chose to stretch out their hands to complete this action, and many torches and steel knives fell to the ground.

The torch lighted the ground, which also illuminated the reason for their reaction—

Many short strips of cloth were scattered on the ground.

They were still complete belts a few moments ago, but they were cut into dozens of pieces at the same moment. The belts were broken very thoroughly and could not be linked again.

The initiator completed the task and quickly came to everyone, paused for a moment, letting the blade look at them, as if to let these people see their true nature, and then the little jade sword disappeared.

"Who is it in person? Please show up and see me!"
Chapter completed!