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Chapter 3 But do good things, don't ask about your future(1/2)

I don't know who leaked the news. The entire village knew that Fan Xiaodao was about to leave, except Fan Xiaodao himself.

"Little village master, I heard that you are leaving Heifeng Village. I, Liu Laoliu, have received favors from you and the old village master over the years, and I have nothing to repay. This hundred kilograms of Mongolian sweat medicine is the best that I have collected for more than 20 years.

, one pound is worth five pounds, you can keep it and use it slowly on the road."

"Okay, Liu Laoliu, let's not talk about whether the 20-year-old medicine can expire. Xiaozhai master can't finish it in half a year." Zhang Sanzi teased, "You don't have sincerity at first sight, Xiaozhai master, you

Look at this, the most popular five-piece robbery set at the moment. I have spent a lot of time customizing it for you. You need to have some skills to travel around the world so that you don't go hungry."

Fan Xiaodao asked curiously: "Robbing a five-piece set?"

He looked at the objects on the table, including poison, night clothes, lockpicking needles, and flying claws. That was all. There was also a tiger bone wine that was injured due to a bruise. What the hell was that?

Zhang Sanzi explained, "When traveling in rivers and lakes, horses will stumble and people will stumble. If the robbery fails, you will inevitably be beaten. This bruise and drink will come in handy! Look at this night suit again!"

Zhang Sanzi picked up the night jacket and said, "This is high-quality silk and satin. Look at the stitching, the handwork, and look at this line, 'Heifengzhai Fan knife is only used for this purpose.' It was specially written by Tang Bomao, a famous Jiangnan master. Or

It's luminous. At night, you can really see it within a radius of a hundred feet!"

Fan Xiaodao was speechless.

Early in the morning, before he had had enough sleep, he was woken up by his brothers from the village, who were clamoring to see him off. He said strangely: "I had a good stay in the village, with mountains, water, wine and meat, and all the brothers.

We will get along day and night, and prepare to develop Heifeng Village together with our brothers. I can't bear to leave you."

When everyone heard this, their faces showed reluctance: "We can't let you go either!"

"So, why should I leave here?"

"The Third Master said you are going to the capital!"

"Don't worry, I will never leave you!"

After everyone heard this, they took back the things they had sent.

"Suddenly I remembered that this sweat medicine has been around for a long time. I will take it back first to verify its efficacy. I was too reckless."

"By the way, I'm going to upgrade the five-piece robbery set to a seven-piece set, and I'll give it to you after I finish the upgrade!"

Everyone dispersed in a hurry.

Fan Xiaodao was a little confused. Rumors, naked rumors. With the character of Fire Lion Lei Lie, he would never act like this. The one who could come up with this idea, if nothing else, should be the second boss Yang Qing. He came to Samsung

He looked for Yang Qing in the cave and asked, "Why are the brothers in the village spreading rumors that I am leaving Black Wind Village?"

Yang Qing was chatting with Hu Sandao. When he saw Fan Xiaodao coming in, he smiled and said: "Xiao Dao, with your martial arts and intelligence, you are both extraordinary talents. Good men have ambitions in all directions. It's time to go out and make a living."

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"I think it's quite nice to be in the cottage."

"This is not my intention, but the old village master's last wish."

"Adoptive father?"

Yang Qing nodded, "Yes, do you still remember that the old village leader took a long trip two months before his death?"

Of course Fan Xiaodao remembered that before leaving, Song Jingang looked good, but when he came back, he couldn't get sick and died of illness within half a year. Fan Xiaodao always felt that something had happened to him, but from beginning to end, Song Jingang remained silent.

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Yang Qing said: "It's not because of your headache. At that time, you were running out of medicine to take every month. He went to the capital to solve the problem once and for all, but unexpectedly he met an enemy. As a result, he was tricked and fell into the trap of Tianjue.

Sanzhidu, you were still young at that time, and the old village leader wouldn't let us tell you the truth for fear that you would be impulsive. Now that you are turning twenty, I discussed it with your third and fourth uncles, and it's time to let you know the truth.

Already."

Fan Xiaodao has always respected Song Jinjiang, who was kind to him in raising him. When he heard that he was plotting for his enemy, he was immediately filled with righteous indignation, "Who is the enemy?"

Yang Qing shook his head to express his ignorance, "However, the old village leader left you a letter before he died."

After that, he returned to the inner room, took out a golden nanmu box, and handed it to Fan Xiaodao. The box was exquisitely made, with dragons and phoenixes carved on it. It was obvious at a glance that it was not from an ordinary family. Inside the wooden box, there was a letter,

There is also a weird-shaped key.

Seeing the words "My son Xiaodao personally expresses my gratitude" and thinking of Song Jinjiang's teachings to Fan Xiaodao for more than ten years, Fan Xiaodao couldn't help but feel a little sad. He opened the envelope and took out the letter. There was no words in the letter, only a map.

On the map, there are two places marked.

One of them is Taiping Taoist Temple, which is also known as Tianshi Mansion. Now His Majesty firmly believes in Huang Lao's art. Twenty years ago, after he was almost strangled to death by several palace maids, he moved to Xiyuan to live and devote himself to cultivating Taoism.

Refining alchemy, regardless of government affairs, even named the former Taiping Taoist Temple as the Tianshi Mansion. In addition to helping him communicate with heaven, he also refined the elixir of immortality for him.

The other place, more than a hundred feet away from Taiping Taoist Temple, should be a government office.

This aroused Fan Xiaodao's interest, and he asked: "What is this? Could it be the treasure map left by my adoptive father?"

Yang Qing said: "Xiao Dao, you have been poisoned since you were born. You have headaches every month. The pills you rely on are all from Taiping Taoist Temple in the capital. Three years ago, Taiping Taoist Temple wrote a letter saying that they had prepared a pill.

The Pill of Bliss can completely eradicate the poison in your body. When the old village leader went to the capital for the last time to get the medicine, he was ambushed by a powerful enemy. He was afraid of something unexpected, so he hid the Pill of Bliss in the secret passage of the six doors.

You went to the capital this time just to get back that Bliss Pill."

Six doors?

Fan Xiaodao knew that Song Jinjiang had served as the chief arrester of the Six Sects. He wondered: "Back then, my foster father was so good at martial arts. Why didn't he start a sect and become the leader or something, but why did he join the Six Sects?"

Yang Qing showed admiration and seemed to be lost in memories.

He said slowly: "Indeed, with the martial arts of the old village leader, combined with his character and intelligence, he is enough to become a great master in the world. Or, wouldn't it be nice to be a knight-errant, with one man and one sword, roaming the world, and grudges as he pleases?

At first, when he joined the Six Gates, I was confused. I thought he was greedy for power, but he was not a profit-seeking person. Until later, he said something, if you are always in the public gate, you must be good at practice. He joined

The six doors are to help more people."

"Let the young people be frightened, let the powerful people be afraid, avenge those who are wronged, use the sword for the weak, and bring peace to the world!" Yang Qing said again, "In the past, he liked to talk about it.

In a word, if you do good deeds, don’t worry about your future.”

Fan Xiaodao murmured: "Just do good deeds and don't ask about your future."

These eight characters were once hung in Song Jingang's study. He used to stand in front of these eight characters in a daze. So he asked, "Why did you return to Heifeng Village later?"

Yang Qing glanced at Fan Xiaodao but did not answer.

The justice Song Jingang pursued throughout his life and the faith he upheld all collapsed on a rainy night twenty years ago, and all of this was because of Fan Xiaodao.

Yang Qing clearly remembered that not long after the battle between good and evil, Song Jingang had not recovered from his serious injury.

On a rainy night, Song Jinjiang held the infant Fan Xiaodao in his arms, took off his official hat of chief catcher, threw away his waistband of chief catcher, and with a steel knife in his hand, he fought all the way from the palace to Taiping Taoist Temple, and then

From Taiping Taoist Temple to Guang'anmen, more than a hundred Jianghu masters and more than a thousand officers and soldiers chased him, but he killed him. His corpses were scattered all over the field. The water in the moat was dyed red, and the whole street was covered with blood.

The moon has not washed away.

This incident shocked the government and the public, and was a major event that caused a stir in the world.

This matter was quickly suppressed by the imperial court, and the emperor ordered that no one should discuss the matter. Although there was no official explanation of the cause of the matter, it was regarded as an anecdote and was passed down by word of mouth in the Jianghu. On the surface of the imperial court,

Despite the cold treatment from the government, they have never stopped pursuing the matter privately over the years, and even issued a reward. Anyone who provides clues about Song Jingang will be rewarded with a thousand taels, and whoever kills Song Jingang will be granted the title of Marquis of Ping'an.

However, twenty years later, Song Jingang seemed to have disappeared from the world. People speculated that he had fled overseas. No one expected that a grand master-level figure would actually be on Sanlong Mountain in Qingzhou Prefecture.

Bandits arose.

Now that Song Jingang is dead, but his enemy is at large, Fan Xiaodao wants to get to the bottom of it, and all the clues are in the capital. What's more, there are only about thirty pills left that can cure his headache, and he has less than three years left.

The dosage, and Song Jingang once mentioned that this elixir was prepared by a friend of his in the capital.

He said to Yang Qing, "I have decided to go to the capital!"

Yang Qing's face showed joy, but he persuaded calmly, "Little village master, now the village has just started to go on the right track. The old village master can wait for two years to talk about it. Besides, the village still needs you."

"How about I stop leaving?"

Yang Qing said again, "Bye bye, the capital needs you more! When will you leave?"

Fan Xiaodao was impatient and left immediately, "Tomorrow!"

Yang Qing turned around and went back to the inner room, took out a knife and handed it to Fan Xiaodao, "This is what the old village leader left for you before he died. Since you are going out, take him with you for self-defense."

Song Jingang's sword is just an ordinary six-door sword with a notch on the blade.

During the battle between good and evil, he used this knife to severely injure the leader of the Demon Cult, Yi Zhi Hua, forcing him to flee overseas, and he was also punched in the chest by Yi Zhi Hua. At that time, Song Jingang was already a ninth-level master, and ordinary injuries could not do anything to him.

, but Yi Zhihua possesses magic power, and that punch is not trivial, it hurts Song Jingang's lung meridian, so when the weather gets cold these years, Song Jingang keeps coughing. And he was young and young when he was less than fifty years old.

Passing away is also related to that punch.

Song Jinjiang cherished this knife very much and kept it hanging in his study on weekdays. When he was nine years old, Fan Xiaodao stole it for play. Song Jinjiang scolded him and he put the knife away. Fan Xiaodao never saw that knife again.

Knife. Now, seeing this knife again, Song Jingang has passed away, making Fan Xiaodao even more sad.

After Fan Xiaodao left, Hu Sandao asked leisurely, "Second brother, the old village leader told Xiaodao to be a happy bandit in this life and live in peace for the rest of his life. Now, is it okay to trick Xiaodao into going to the capital?"

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Yang Qing said, "Were you willing to do that back then?"

Hu Sandao was silent.

If it hadn't been for that incident, they would not have been blessed with wealth and wealth at this moment. Just like today's general Xue Yingxiong, he was not even qualified to carry their shoes back then. And all because of Song Jingang's "righteous deed". Now, Fan Xiaodao

He went to the capital, and with his status and ability, he couldn't possibly break a hole in the sky of the capital!
To be continued...
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