Chapter 8: Age is not a problem

Removing the mask and washing his hands with water, Fan Xian began to record the features that this corpse displayed, then analyzed the diseases that he might have gotten, recording them in detail on top of a large black leather notebook provided by Teacher Fei Jie.
Only after doing all this did he stand up, his face a little pale, his long eyelashes fluttering, “Teacher, what else is there to do?”
Fei Jie looked at him and frowned, not having thought that the little guy would actually be bold to such an extent.
Without waiting for him to open his mouth to speak, Fan Xian finally failed to hold back his nausea and ran underneath the ground mound, letting out a wow sound and began to desperately vomit, waiting until the annoyance was slightly gone before he stood back up.
Fei Jie’s eyes fluttered over a trace of tenderness, thinking to himself that he would be too cruel to let a four year old child come into contact with the most horrifying things in his life, would he not be too cruel? It wasn’t until he saw Fan Xian throw up that Fei Jie suddenly realized that it was only at this time that Fan Xian was truly like a small child, not like there was another soul hiding inside at all times.
“Never mind, let’s have a visualization first and talk about it next time.”
Fei Jie’s words hadn’t completely fallen, when he heard Fan Xian’s clear, childish voice say, “It’s a pity that Tanyuu Harbor is a small city, and too few people have died, or else we could have found a fresh corpse.”
Fei Jie’s heart thumped, slowly turning his head to face Fan Xian’s eyes without an ounce of impurity, not knowing what he wanted to see in those eyes, and only after a long time did he coldly say, “Why ……”
“Hmm?”
“Why aren’t you afraid? Why aren’t you angry at me for making you do these things?” Fei Jie felt puzzled, frowning, looking at the little guy.
Fan Xian lowered his head and said respectfully, “Because Teacher said that he wanted to poison a person for me to observe and learn from, and I was scared, so I preferred to come and dig up the corpse.”
“So there are still things in this world that you are afraid of.”
“Yes.” Fan Xian looked at him pitifully, “Xiao Xian is only four and a half years old.”
“Being young is no excuse.” Fei Suo nodded, then shook his head again, “Although you’re young and perhaps don’t understand some things, you must know that the bastard child of a noble like you may face many conspiracies and injuries inside the years to come, and sometimes this kind of cheap sympathy is often the sharpest weapon to kill yourself.”
After saying these words, Fei Suke had a strange thought, perhaps everything he said, this little child in front of him might understand. At this very moment, the morning light suddenly reflected into the eyes of Fan Xian, who had half raised his head, reflecting a very marvelous luster.
Fei Jie’s heart trembled slightly, feeling that this pair of eyes of the little boy was very demonic. He didn’t know how many people he had killed with poison in his life, back then, during the late emperor’s Northern Expedition Battle, the venom he had configured had killed tens of thousands of soldiers of the Northern Wei Kingdom, if he wanted to talk about his sins, he was the one who was destined to go to hell, but why was it that he couldn’t help but be scared when he looked at the cute little guy in front of him?
Reorganizing the unnamed grave that had been dug up, an old and a young eccentric master and disciple began to follow where the light of the sky came from to the east, and along the way, Fei Jie suddenly asked, “You should be very curious.”
“Uh-huh.” Fan Xian mumbled through his nose, a hint of shyness caught in his sweet smile, “Teacher is very attentive to me.”
Fei Jie didn’t even expect the little child to answer, and said with a bitter smile, “To be able to laugh at this time, one really doubts your nerves and your brain’s maturity level.”
“Laughing is better than crying.”
“That’s true.” Fei Jie’s gaze cast to the city walls that could be seen faintly in the distance, frowning, he said, “Your father’s family fortune in Kyoto is huge, and there are many people who will be competing with you for it in the future, so you must become stronger and learn more.”
Fan Xian did not say anything, but in his heart, he was calculating, he had always heard that his father, Earl Sinan, was trusted by His Majesty the Emperor, so he did not send out to places, but stayed inside Kyoto.
The year before last, there was political turmoil in Kyoto, and I don’t know how many princes and nobles died in that coup, but in the end, His Majesty firmly took control of the situation, and blood-washed countless princes and nobles’ houses, and his own father, although he was also a nobleman, marvelously maintained His Majesty’s trust in him, and this official instead became more and more powerful.
However, Fan Xian was still unable to comprehend what kind of family fortune would have gotten him killed, and would have caused his own father to invite one of the most feared members of Kyoto’s Supervisory Court to act as his teacher.
“I understand that in the future, there will definitely be people who will want to kill me, so the reason why my teacher taught me to use poison was actually because he was afraid that I would be poisoned to death.”
“Not bad, there are many ways to kill someone, but the most convenient and least noticeable is to use poison.” Fei Suo placed his hand on the top of his head and gently touched it twice, “My mission is to teach you these aspects within this year, to ensure that no one will be able to poison your meals and poison you to death in the future.”
“Why now? Aren’t you afraid of people poisoning me some years ago.” There were some questions that had to be asked clearly, so Fan Xian didn’t care about being afraid of letting the other party notice his maturity beyond his age, and continued to pursue the question.
Fei Jie smiled, but there was some indescribably sinister flavor in his smile, “Because last month, Count Sinan’s aunt just happened to give birth to a son, which means that for the Count’s estate, you’ve already got one more competitor, and that aunt, just happens to have some connections with certain people in the Supervisory Court. Your father is worried that something will happen on your side, and it’s not convenient to send someone to protect you for a long time, because that would instead make it easy for you to surface prematurely, so that’s why he arranged for me to come and teach you.”
Fan Xian noticed that Fei Jie used two titles, Earl Sinan and father.
“I am a bastard.” Fan Xian smiled sweetly, “According to the laws of this country one should not be eligible to inherit their father’s title, Auntie shouldn’t be too worried about me ah.”
“In this world, what can be said?” Fei Suo casually replied, “Although the fifth person has been secretly protecting you, but after all, he can’t be your nanny, the poison in the meal can’t poison him, but it can easily kill you. And you don’t realize how many people will accompany you to your death if you die.”
Fan Xian became more and more puzzled, thinking to himself what kind of power his father, whom he had never met, had in the shadows, clearly too much more power and ability than an earl could ever have.
Morning light, Fei jie holding his small hand toward Tanyu city, a tall and a short two shadows fall on the ground pulled into a long two, Fei jie looked at his still a little pale small face: “In fact, the dead is the least scary.”
“Yes.”
“Don’t use that kind of true qi to control your emotions in the future, people can’t get the correct venting of their emotions, even if the overbearing true qi in your body is really practiced to the peak, you will only become a monster that only kills people.”
“Yes.” Fan Xian obediently dispersed the true qi in his body, no longer forcibly controlling his fear and nausea for the dead corpses.
Just at this time, Fei Jie suddenly said, “There’s still a piece of rotting intestines in your sleeve, are you planning to go home and roast it in red?”
“Ah!” A shriek from a small child and the sinister laughter of some bad teacher came from the quiet countryside path.