Grabbing a clerk passing by, looking at the other's lifeless face, Fan Xian felt a little nervous for some reason, but also a little friendly, as if he had found the unique flavor of old comrade Fei Jie, and smiled sweetly. He said hello: "Hello."
The owner of that lifeless face, like the rest of the Overwatch Council building, looked at Fan Xian with strange eyes, and after a while, he said, "Hello."
These two words are a bit blunt.
Fan Xian swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and asked with a smile: "It's really presumptuous, it's just... why everyone is staring at me."
The man laughed, showing his pale teeth. He found this young man with a shy smile very interesting, and asked: "If you suddenly find a stranger in a place where no strangers have ever come in, you say, Don't you all stare at him?"
Fan Xian suddenly realized, and then he was full of puzzlement. He asked, "Isn't this the Office of the Overwatch Council? Is it true that there are no strangers in the imperial court to handle official business?"
The man pointed to the door and explained kindly: "Look over there."
Fan Xian took a look, and found that there was no one at the gate of the Overwatch Council, and those pedestrians walked around the street after a long distance.
The man laughed, the smile looked a little scary, and the old skin on his cheeks were wrinkled together: "People in Kyoto have always avoided our yamen. Your Majesty has made it clear that the court affairs do not allow the other six yamen to be involved, so we have never had any contact with other yamen."
Fan Xian smiled wryly: "I see, it seems that I am really a reckless trespasser."
The man asked curiously, "You don't know what our Overwatch Council does?"
Fan Xian replied, "Probably knows a little bit." After all, he is a disciple of Master Fei Jie in the third branch of the Overwatch Council, so he still knows a little about the duties of the Overwatch Council.
"Then you still dare to barge in like this." The man shrugged, "Most people would regard this place as the Hall of Hell in the world."
Fan Xian smiled helplessly: "Maybe it's because I met Yan Luo when I was very young?"
The man laughed and patted him on the shoulder: "Very good."
Goosebumps appeared on the skin of Fan Xian's right shoulder under his clothes, and he felt that this person's tone of voice sounded like those guys that Sun Erniang was slapping on the chopping board
"Is there anything I can do for you?" the man smiled.
Fan Xian immediately felt that the other party had turned into a hotel receptionist who spoke foreign language in his previous life. He shook his head to get rid of this untimely distraction. ?”
The man froze for a moment, opened his mouth, but didn't say anything for a long time. Immediately afterwards, Fan Xian noticed that the other person's expression was no longer the previous indifference, but a respectful one with a little fear: "You Looking for Lord Fei?"
At the same time as he said this, he flicked his finger very beautifully, and returned the broken silver that Fan Xian had stuffed into Fan Xian's sleeve. Fan Xian frowned, knowing that the other party's move seemed simple, but in fact it was very beautiful. At least he had been immersed in the skill for more than ten years before he could be so accurate. Only then did he know that this seemingly ordinary Overwatch Council official , is actually a hidden master.
Fan Xian nodded, admitting that he was looking for Fei Jie, and then noticed that the man was vigorously wiping his right hand that had patted his shoulder.
"Lord Fei is not here." The man replied politely, stepped back a few steps in a very concealed manner, and distanced himself from Fan Xian, "Lord Fei is going to inspect the Border County."
Fan Xian slapped his head, and then remembered that he had heard Fujiko Jing say that it would take at least three months for the head of the Overwatch Council to go home to visit his relatives this time. According to Teacher Fei Jie's lazy temper, the only boss who could control him was not around. Of course he would also slip away.
After harassing the man, he prepared to leave. Before leaving, Fan Xian suddenly asked with a smile, "What's your name?"
"My next official, Wang Qinian." The Overwatch Council official named Wang Qinian, seeing this young man with a shy smile on his face, dared to come to the Overwatch Council alone, and even dared to call Mr. Fei Jie by his name, thought that the other party must not be simple. , So claiming to be a lower official.
Fan Xian knew that when the other party heard that he was looking for Fei Jie, he subconsciously connected himself with dangerous existences like poison, so he wiped his hands and backed away. He looked at Wang Qinian with a smile: "If Mr. Fei comes back, please inform him and say...his student has come to the capital."
Fei Jie's student? At this time, Wang Qinian already had the urge to chop off his right hand, secretly scolded himself for his character of fondling things, coughed twice and answered.
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Walking out of the gate of the Overwatch Council, the sunlight from the sky poured down through the tall trees on both sides of the road, and the shadows of countless leaves wrapped Fan Xian's whole body. He walked west for a while, sat on the railing beside the running water, put his hands beside his body, watched the crowds coming and going on the street, and didn't know where to go for a while.
He didn't want to go back to Fan's Mansion. Although there was a gentle and amiable younger sister there, when he thought of Liu's family, his father, and the little fat man who was supposed to study happily every day, but was now forced to compete with him, he felt a little bit in his heart. uncomfortable.
He has the courage to fight for what belongs to him and will not give up.
But Fan Xian really didn't quite know what in this world really belonged to him. After all, he once had the experience of another life, and there is always a sense of distance from this world.
He kept the matter of coming to the Overwatch Council to look for Fei Jie from his father. Although his father knew about Fei Jie being his teacher, he always felt that Fei Jie seemed to be more trustworthy. This might be because he had not been in this world so long. , and began to follow old man Fei's sense of intimacy brought about by appreciating corpses everywhere.
Teacher Fei Jie was not in the capital. This fact caused Fan Xian to have a little problem with his arrangements before entering the capital. So he was thinking, what should be done first.
While thinking about these things, he had already jumped off the railing and began to walk back subconsciously. When he passed by the gate of the Overwatch Council again, he noticed that the passers-by on the road were indeed walking on the right side of the street, avoiding the gate of the Overwatch Council, as if they were afraid of the filthy atmosphere seeping out of the building.
He squinted his eyes and looked towards the entrance of the building. The thin clouds in the sky suddenly dispersed, and the sky was shining brightly, but his eyes were dazzled by a piece of golden light.
Rubbing his eyes, he looked towards the golden light, only to find that there was a wide stele at the gate of the Overwatch Council, sitting on the ground like a crouching tiger. The stele was made of stone, and some words were written on it.
Fan Xian frowned, feeling that these few words looked familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere, but racked his brains, but couldn't find the source. His eyes moved down, and then he saw the signature.
That strange, yet extremely friendly name.