Chapter 47: Begonia Spring
As the bitter flavor entered his nose, Sean slowly woke up, looked at him with a very inexplicable look, and said with great difficulty, “I believe that Chen Pingping must be very disappointed in you. Kill if you want to kill, let go if you want to let go, how can one as repetitive as you be able to accomplish great things in the future?”
Fan Xian said with a needless face, “Everyone else thinks I’ll kill you, but I won’t, so what’s the point of being repetitive? As long as I can get the information I want at the end of the story, I’m happy to be a repetitive villain.”
Having said that, he still slowly lowered his eyes, knowing that the other party had taken advantage of his curiosity, knowing that the other party had a secret in his heart that even the Northern Qi Royal Family and the Generation Master were interested in, if he killed the other party for that, it would be a bit unwilling.
This time, the plan to kill Sean was not expected to be ruined by an inexplicable secret, and an inexplicable village girl. Fan Xian, however, was not half depressed; he had already learned to endure and accept the incongruity of plans and changes since he was a child.
After a long time, he suddenly smiled and said, “If I capture Zhuang Mo Han and threaten you, will you spill that secret?”
Sean slowly raised his head, a slight hint of shock in his lost eyes, as if he hadn’t thought that this young man in front of him would know that he was a blood brother to a generation of literary greats, Zhuang Mo Han.
“Of course, someone like you, an old viper, who is bent on thinking only about his own life and death, would probably not pay any attention to Zhuang Mo Han, even though he has done a lot for you.” Fan Xian continued to look at the other party with that oppressive smile, and suddenly his heart fluttered as he said coldly, “So when there’s a chance in the future, I hope you’ll be able to tell me this secret. Otherwise, if I figure out the secret of the …… divine temple on my own, I will personally kill Zhuang Mohan!”
Divine temple? Divine Temple!
After two consecutive shocks, a hoarse sound escaped from Sean’s throat, and he raised his weak arm to point at Fan Xian, his eyes full of shock, as if he wanted to know how the other party knew that the secret he was keeping had something to do with the temple!
Fan Xian satisfied Sean’s curiosity and said softly, “This inference is based on confidence in Chen Pingping. If you say that Chen Pingping doesn’t even know what secrets you’re keeping, then it’s simple, I believe that in this entire world, the only thing Chen Pingping doesn’t know is about the divine temple.”
“Since you have this big secret in your heart, then I will protect you from being killed by Haitang.” Fan Xian said with a slight hint of mockery, not being able to help but think of the uncle who was covered in black cloth, thinking that as long as Uncle Wuzhu’s memories return in the future, wouldn’t going to the temple be similar to going home?
This was just his own mental activity, but at this time, he still couldn’t kill Sean again. On the one hand, it was because Kaito was nearby, and it was difficult to use the raid outside the town as an excuse for this matter. On the other hand, it was because of his mother. Fan Xian really wanted to know where the temple was, and that damned Uncle Wuzhu, it seemed like the day he never got his past back.
After getting off the carriage, Fan Xian somewhat wearily put away the remaining half-branches of the bewitching incense and arranged for the physician from the mission to come on the carriage to heal Sean’s injuries. He closed his eyes for a long time, then summoned Gouda and made a gesture. After a long time, he listened to two muffled sounds and the faint odor of blood coming from the carriage.
Fan Xian got on again and said quietly to the sinister-faced Xiao En, ”Since you dared to escape and I can’t bear to kill you, I’ll have to break a pair of your legs as a price. I am not Chen Pingping, your so-called secret is not as un-temporary as the chili pepper in the meal for me, if you want to threaten me with suicide, be my guest.”
“But being close to home, I think you no longer have the courage to commit suicide at this time.” With those words, he smiled and stepped off the wagon.
Sean looked at the blood oozing from his broken legs below his knees, and a faint color of worry appeared in his eyes, knowing that this young official of the Inspectorate would surely grow into a very scary character in the south in the future.
Looking at the campsite under the midday sun, Fan Xian thought that the plan he had hatched could not be said to be complete, and that it had spawned an absurdly fruitful loose end. Luckily, while Sean’s mind was shaken, with the help of the incense, he confirmed that the secret in his opponent’s heart was related to the temple, or else he would have formed an unresolvable grudge against the Swordmaster’s natural Haitang, and the plan would have seemed too unprofitable.
In the distance, the Black Riders’ quarters kept sending out the horses’ cranky, restless neighs, and Fan Xian squinted his eyes over there, knowing that the poison he had laid in the meadow was starting to work, waving his hand to recruit a Tiger Guard to go over to the Black Riders’ side to pass on the order.
“It’s good if you have a mare, if that’s not possible, then fix some fresh water and flush it heavily.”
The tiger guard led the order and left, and Fan Xian smiled faintly as he turned around and got into Si Li Li’s carriage. He collapsed into a chair in a somewhat disheveled and powerless manner. Strangely enough, facing this woman, knowing that the other party was still one of the masterminds who had tried to kill him last year, he still felt immensely relaxed, as if the faint scent of this carriage had become some kind of fine medicine to calm the mind and spirit under the effect of habit.
Si Li Li removed his bloodstained clothes for him and carefully scrubbed him with warm water, the towel sliding over Fan Xian’s naked and well-proportioned body, slightly hot and slightly scalding.
“Have you seen Begonia?” Fan Xian closed his eyes and suddenly asked.
Si Li Li frowned slightly, as if he was recalling his life in the palace of Northern Qi back then.
“Bitter Lotus’s female disciple.”
Si Li Li came to a realization, “You’re talking about Duo Duo?”
Fan Xian frowned, “I met her today.”
Then he recounted what happened today, frowning, “I thought it would be a fairy-like figure, but who knew it would be like a village girl, the way she spoke and crossed her arms, I really couldn’t tell that she was an extremely strong expert.”
“Duo Duo is not an ordinary person.” Si Li Li glanced at him with a slight sense of worry, “She has been obsessed with martial arts since she was young, and as for what poetry, calligraphy, and painting she is not interested in at all, but in the middle of the Bitter Lotus State Master’s Lenten Courtyard, she has opened up a vegetable patch, and every day, in addition to practicing martial arts, she is growing vegetables and planting flowers.”
Fan Xian was slightly stunned, thinking that this kind of behavior is quite similar to that Prince Jing, and he guessed why that Haitang girl would lead that kind of life, the martial arts cultivation of the Bitter Lotus lineage is the unity of heaven and man, and what is concerned is to be close to nature, since Haitang has the genius of cultivation, she would naturally hide in the vegetable garden every day, and it seems that the dress of that village girl is not intentionally dressed up.
“Be careful, she’s very powerful.” Si Li Li teased Fan Xian, dipping the water stains on his body with a dry towel, and said, “I guess you almost couldn’t come back today.”
The situation was indeed like that, but Fan Xian raised his eyebrows and said with a strange smile, “Although my martial arts cultivation is inferior to hers, but when it comes to a real battle …… I think she would probably have a much harder time than me at this time.”
Si Li Li looked at him with a smile and said, “When we enter the Northern Qi border, if Sister Haitang comes to kill you, I won’t speak for you.”
Fan Xian smiled and shook his head, “Once we enter the border of Northern Qi, if she dares to come and kill me, I’ll take off my clothes and let her kill me cleanly, if she’s not afraid of causing a war between the two countries.”
He suddenly looked at Si Li Li’s tender body, thought of that night on the flower boat, thought of that time he had used the medicine, and could not help but think of that Haitang who was nowhere to be found now, and seemed to be able to feel the other party’s short sword that looked like it was fused with the heaven and earth, and was still chilling around his neck.
He winced, and Si Li Li thought it was because he was cold, and hurriedly draped his shirt over him.
Only Fan Xian knew clearly that he was a little scared, scared of that sword in the hands of the woman called Haitang. Today, if those seven Tiger Guards and Black Riders didn’t arrive in time, there was a real possibility that he might die under the other party’s hands. A supreme powerhouse on the ninth rank was really not something that the present day self could resist. Yan Xiaoyi could shoot himself off the city with a single arrow, and although today’s self had made further progress than then, he was still far from Haitang.
The matter itself was a bit strange, the courage that Fan Xian had shown in the two battles between this night and morning was far more than he could accept on his own, he was a person who would rather use assassination than fight for his life by force.
After a long time, Fan Xian sighed in his heart and asked the heavens breathlessly, ”Damn Uncle Wuzhu, didn’t he know to say something to me when he didn’t follow me? Give me the case, give me the case!”
Far away in the reeds by the lake on the border of the country, in the shallow water that was slightly cold, a head suddenly emerged, the lake water flowing down the hair, the high disciple of a generation of masters, the Haitang girl who was worshipped as the Heavenly Veins person by the people of Northern Qi, revealing her naked upper body, a trace of fury surfaced on her face.
She had already forced the poison for half an hour, but didn’t think that she hadn’t completely forced it out yet, the inside of her body was like a ball of fire burning non-stop, even the ice-cold lake water didn’t manage to slightly get rid of the hint of springiness in her heart.
Haitang bit her lower lip tightly, the tip of her nose slightly pinned a hmmm, finally understanding what was going on, hatred in her eyes, cursing in a low voice: “Shameless Fan Xian!”
Fan Xian used not poison, but aphrodisiac, good aphrodisiac can’t do any harm to the human body, Haitang used her true qi to force the poison, instead, she would let the drug run faster in her own body, no wonder that in the middle of the cold lake in this early spring, the girl’s mind was still flying and her body was hot.
Haitang sighed softly, thinking of what that person called Fan Xian had once said, that he was of the status of an official, but after all, he was also considered to be a person of the martial arts path, and that as a ninth grade expert, he would actually use such underhanded means.
But she still has a lot of puzzling things, obviously when the poisonous smoke came out, she had already held her breath, could it be that when she fought later, she was not paying attention for a moment, and inhaled some remnants …… of the medicine? She suddenly raised her right hand, frowned and looked carefully, only to find that her thumb and forefinger between a small burn mark, this burn mark is not painful at all, I think it is caused by the poison on the previous poison needle.
Haitang had always had a very high self-esteem, never put any toxin in the world in her eyes, so she could only use her hands to flick it at that time, but she didn’t realize that Fan Xian’s method of poisoning was so complicated, that he first used the poison on the needles to cauterize a small opening, and then made the medicinal mist dip into her body, and then disappeared into it through this small opening!
First use poisonous needles to scorch her body, then use aphrodisiacs to mess up her mind, and then spring her body, and the sky will descend on Fan Xian with great fury.