The spring gurgled.
Fang Yuan sat by the stream, cleaning the wounds on his body while thinking about this action to see if there were any flaws.
"Killing Song Zhigao in one fell swoop. I originally wanted to cut off the Song family's arms, but I didn't expect Song Yujie to be there too, so I had to kill them together!"
Fang Yuan did not regret at all after killing Song Yujie.
On the contrary, if his martial arts were high enough at that time, even if Elder Song Zhong was there, he would still kill him!
Since they are already mortal enemies, why not eradicate the enemy
"Except for Song Zhigao, within a short period of time, it can be said that everyone has peace of mind... It's just..."
Fang Yuan frowned slightly.
He knew very well that there was nothing wrong with killing Song Zhigao, but if Song Yujie died here, it would definitely arouse the anger of Song Zhong and even the entire Guiling Sect.
Once discovered, it will definitely lead to death.
After some careful thinking, Fang Yuan has concluded that he has left no loopholes.
After all, there were a large number of alibi witnesses in the valley, and besides, he had never met anyone before he came out.
As for Black Sand Palm? That's even more ridiculous. In the entire Qinghe County, there are not even one thousand but eight hundred warriors who have practiced Black Sand Palm.
Besides, it took such a short time for him to obtain the secret book. Could it be that he would master martial arts immediately and be able to kill Song Yujie? I'm afraid even Lin Yuanwai himself doesn't believe this!
"So, for the time being, as long as nothing goes wrong over there in the valley, I'm still safe..."
Fang Yuan applied gold wound medicine on his chest, put on his coat, and moved around a bit. He found that except for the pain in the wound, it did not affect his specific activities, so he couldn't help but nodded.
"Of course, there are many methods that I don't know about in this world, so I can't be careless..."
Fang Yuan warned himself silently.
In this world, warriors are just the mysterious powers that ordinary people have the most contact with. In addition to warriors, there are all kinds of spiritual warriors, magicians, alchemists, and even demons, ghosts, gods and strange legends. They are really countless and groundless. , not necessarily without cause.
Perhaps, there are one or two methods that you can't imagine, and you can discover the secret.
"Of course... Song Zhong's reputation is not that great, even Guiling Sect is a bit tired... So, I still have time! I must hurry up and improve."
At this time, he was helpless and his martial arts skills were low. Naturally, anyone could step on him.
But what if he is a martial arts sect, or even a legendary spiritual warrior? Not to mention Song Zhigao, even Song Yujie would kill him as soon as he said it, so what would Song Zhong dare to do
In the final analysis, it is still strength!
At this time, the strength is insufficient, and an amulet is very important.
Fang Yuan looked at the sun and ran along the mountain road until he came to the deep valley.
"Giggle!"
The white shadow flashed, and the figure of the flower fox and marten suddenly appeared. It made a gurgle and stretched out its head, allowing Fang Yuan to rub against it while its little paws kept making gestures.
"Oh, you haven't moved at all?"
Fang Yuan was greatly relieved when he knew what Hua Hu Diao meant.
If the Zhou family and the Lin family were restless and discovered the secret of the valley, or if they broke through and discovered that Fang Yuan was missing, then he would definitely flee without saying a word at this time and take the fox and marten with him.
It’s not like you can’t plant spiritual seeds or something, so how can your life be important
But now, everything is developing according to Fang Yuan's plan.
"Well, thank you for your hard work!"
After sending away the fox and marten, Fang Yuan immediately escaped into the secret passage and came to the stone room.
Mr. Zhou is also very critical. If this guy dies, it will still be difficult for him to continue to gain a foothold.
With this mood, Fang Yuan lit the oil lamp and immediately saw a blue-black face covered with tumors and pus on the stone couch.
At first glance, it seems that Master Zhou has died of poison.
When Fang Yuan saw it, he let out a sigh of relief: "It's done!"
I knew in my heart that although Mr. Zhou looked scary at this moment, he had narrowly saved his life.
The poison of lover's drunkenness penetrates deep into the bone marrow, and it is difficult to show symptoms on the outside. As time goes by, the poison becomes hopeless.
But now that the poison is clearly visible, it is a symbol that it has been forced out.
"But from the looks of it, the poisoning is quite deep. I'm afraid it won't be the result of a day or two!"
Seeing this, Fang Yuan shook his head and fed Mr. Zhou another pill of King of Hell's Tie. He then cut his arm open and pricked the acupuncture point with a silver needle to release the poisonous blood.
After struggling like this for half an hour, Mr. Zhou's breath became completely stable, and the pustules on his face disappeared, with a faint trace of blood. It seemed that he had been saved.
"Huh..."
Fang Yuan wiped the sweat from his forehead and sighed.
If he had to rely on the evidence of the Zhou family to provide an alibi for himself, he would not have laid such a heavy bet on Mr. Zhou in one go.
The amount of poisonous dragon grass is not large, and the number of Yama's Tie is limited. Moreover, when he practices black sand palm and extracts toxins, he also needs the support of Yama's Tie.
"You're such an advantage, you old boy..."
Fang Yuan said silently in his mind, pressed the button, and opened the stone door of the practice quiet room.
Click! Click!
Accompanied by the sound of the machine, the huge stone door the size of a millstone automatically moved to the side, and dazzling sunlight poured down.
"Little layman, what's wrong?"
Outside, Zhou Wenwu, Zhou Wenxin, brother and sister, and Lin Benchu, all waiting anxiously, with uneasy expressions on their faces.
"all the best!"
Fang Yuan naturally took care of everything at this time, allowing Zhou Wenwu to go in and take out Mr. Zhou who had been brought back from the gate of hell.
"He is no longer seriously ill. Remember to prescribe some warming medicine. After a period of recovery, he will be back to his original state!"
The poison of lovers' drunkenness is not only like maggots in the tarsal bones, but it has also been growing stronger with the help of those powerful tonic medicines.
Therefore, the Zhou family's efforts to find some precious medicinal materials for Mr. Zhou to enjoy are completely urging their lives.
Fang Yuan also knew from this that there must be a ghost inside the Zhou family.
However, he has no friendship with the Zhou family, so there is no need to mention this.
"Please, young layman, be merciful and allow me to stay here for a few days!"
Zhou Wenwu hurriedly checked, with a happy face, and bowed.
"Okay, but it has to be outside the valley. I like peace and quiet and don't want to be disturbed!"
Fang Yuan touched his chin and nodded in agreement.
Now that we have taken over the task of rescuing people, we naturally have to save them to the end. Otherwise, if we return to the Zhou family and are assassinated again, then whose fault will it be
"Haha, I think my nephew's medical skills are not inferior to those of the layman Wenxin!"
Lin Yuan was beaming on the outside, but he felt a little regretful in his heart.
"Well, I'm tired today, so please go slowly without seeing me off!"
Fang Yuan flicked his sleeves, showing his intention to drive people away.
Normally, everyone would just think that this young man was too bold and arrogant, but now facing a miracle doctor who could resurrect the dead, flesh and bones, they suddenly felt a lot more awe, and immediately exited the valley with a respectful expression.
After all, Mr. Zhou's hand was still on Fang Yuan's body. Even they were not sure that they would not be injured or sick in the future, so they were all extremely polite to Fang Yuan.
After all the troublemakers left, Fang Yuan suddenly let out a sigh of relief.
There are such a large number of witnesses at this time, not to mention the matter of Song Yujie, whether Elder Song can doubt him is another matter. Even if there is doubt, these are enough to dispel it.
…
Aoba Castle.
Before a ruin.
"Jer?"
Elder Song was in his fifties, and Song Yujie was a son of old age to him, so he cherished it very much.
At this time, when he heard the news of the drastic change, he didn't even bother to take care of the help at hand. He rushed over on Pegasus and looked at the ruins of Song Zhigao's mansion with a dazed look on his face.
"Elder Song, all the maids and servants from the previous residence have been brought here, many of them!"
A dozen Gui Ling Sect disciples bowed, revealing a group of cowering maids and servants behind them.
Although Fang Yuan killed people and set fires that day, he did not kill innocent people indiscriminately. Many servants robbed the master's gold and silver and prepared to fly away.
But at this time, all of them were here without falling to the ground, which shows the amazing energy in Song Zhong's hands.
"Tell me! Tell me everything that happened that day, word for word!"
Song Zhong's face is calm, his eyelids are drooped, and his tone is indifferent, but it is very easy to think of the calm before the storm.
"Elder Song, please spare your life!"
A group of maids and servants cried and begged for mercy: "A man in a bamboo hat came in and killed Song Zhigao and Master Song. They had nothing to do with us!"
"Yujie... is dead?!"
Song Zhong murmured in disbelief, then waved his hand with great energy.
Poof!
The boy who spoke immediately had more than a dozen big holes exploded in his body, and blood gushed out like a fountain.
"Since Yujie is dead, why are you alive again?"
Song Zhong murmured, and immediately summoned a disciple: "Song San, you are my adopted one, and you are the most attractive to me. Go down immediately and torture these people severely. I want everything from that man in the hat!"
"As you command, Master!"
Song San looked solemn, but there was a little ecstasy in his heart.
After all, Song Yujie was blocking many people's opportunities by nature.
At this time, he was definitely dead, and his chance to wait for his apprentice came.
If he could inherit Song Zhong's mantle and legacy, he would be soaring to the sky!
"That murderer, although I don't know where you are, I still want to thank you... Since you have helped me once, then help me a second time and use your head to pave the way to success for me!"
Song San smiled ferociously in his heart, but on the surface, he still looked solemn and sad, clenching his fists: "We must avenge our junior brother!"
"Um!"
Song Zhongren, an old man, waved Song San down, but there was a trace of disdain in his eyes.
Do you really think he doesn't know what these disciples are thinking? It's just that they are still needed at this time, so I'm just a little bit patient.
The top priority now is to avenge Yujie!
"Yujie has been taught by me personally. His martial arts skills have reached the fourth level, and he is also proficient in the Soul Returning Sword Technique and Heart Technique. Even if he encounters the ordinary five levels in the world, he can fight. How could he die? How could he die? "
Song Zhong looked at the ruins and murmured in his heart: "Could it be that some of my former enemies deliberately set up a trap?"
He could never have imagined that Song Yujie's death was actually full of chance. Instead, he became more and more biased and targeted several of his old enemies.