Fang Yun not only pointed out the origin of Hanhubei, but also pointed out that a university scholar was waiting for him.
There is no basis for such words directly, but combined with the terrible wound caused by the True Dragon Ancient Sword, it is extremely convincing.
Yun He asked, "Can you bring out the bodies of my son and... and others?"
Fang Yun nodded and took out twelve corpses from the Hanhu shell, each of which was a headless corpse.
"It must have been done by a bear monster. These beasts love to smash humans' heads!" Yun Hu finally got angry when he saw the horrible corpse.
Yun He walked to Yun Jie's body, held up her son's body, choked with sobs and unable to speak, tears streaming down her face, and she instantly looked ten years older.
Fang Yun stood up and looked at Yun He.
After a while, Yun Hu suddenly said, "Nephew Yun Fang, can you recognize these people? I can't recognize them all."
Fang Yun had the bags of these people. These people all carried books, seals, etc., and their identities could be determined. He had already deduced them on the road, so he pointed them out one by one.
After Fang Yun finished speaking, Yun Hu nodded and stopped talking.
Yun He picked up Yun Jie's body, sighed, and said, "Third brother, there is no need to doubt it. The wounds on these bodies and the wounds on the three-headed bear demon commander should have appeared within six hours. Yun Fang not only mentioned the names of these people one by one, but most importantly, he offered the entire dragon-patterned rice field to me even though he could have taken it all by himself. This shows that my son was right. He recruited him into the team because he valued his kindness and righteousness."
Yun Hu immediately lowered his head and said, "I also think Yun Fang is a loyal and honest person, and I will never doubt him in the future."
Yun He gnashed his teeth and said, "After Yun Jie is buried with honor, all members of the Yun family will set out to dig up the dragon-patterned rice field. All the bear monsters encountered on the way will be killed and chopped into pieces to pay tribute to my son's spirit in heaven! After we obtain the dragon-patterned rice field, part of the blood jade will be used to hire the city lord's army. At least a demon bear tribe with a number of more than 5,000 must be wiped out to relieve the hatred in my heart!"
"Yes, big brother!" Yun Hu said, lowering his head and closing his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
Yun He said to Fang Yun, "Nephew, you will come with us when the time comes. You will have half of both the Dragon Pattern Rice and the Blood Jade. This is what you deserve! Although the Blood Mang Holy Land doesn't follow the rules for outsiders, you are also a member of the Yun family. What belongs to you cannot be taken by others!"
"Thank you, uncle."
Yun He said, "I will arrange for someone to let you stay. Well, just stay in Yun Jie's room. If his spirit in heaven knew, he would definitely like this decision."
"Okay then." Fang Yun sighed inwardly. Although the Blood Mang Ancient Land hated the people of the Holy Yuan Continent, and even people from different cities were not friendly to each other, there was great cohesion among the same clan, and it was an iron rule that the same clan should not kill each other.
Afterwards, Fang Yun put away his literary talent and, led by a maid, entered Yun Jie's yard and stayed there.
There were frequent wars in the ancient land of Xuemang, so funerals were kept simple. Fang Yun got the news quickly and buried Yun Jie the day after tomorrow.
Fang Yun stayed at the Yun family obediently for a day. The next day, he started to wander around the city, learning everything about it, and then exchanged some of the bear ears for military merits. He also exchanged military merits for twenty grains of dragon-patterned rice.
There are many different ways to eat dragon-patterned rice in Xuemang Ancient Land, all for the purpose of absorbing the power of dragon-patterned rice to the maximum extent.
Fang Yun used the most common method, cooking.
After returning to the Yun family, Fang Yun asked the servants to bring a stove and a rice cooker, then took out a grain of dragon-patterned rice and looked at it in his hand.
The dragon-patterned rice is one inch long and is not light.
The body of the dragon-patterned rice is a clear jade color, like a work of art. On the surface of the dragon-patterned rice, there are lines of light golden color.
Fang Yun put the dragon-patterned rice to his nose and sniffed it, but there was no smell.
Afterwards, Fang Yun followed the normal method of cooking dragon-patterned rice, put it into cold water and started cooking.
Fang Yun continued to add firewood and only opened the lid of the pot after cooking for two hours. A strange aroma gushed out of the pot and instantly spread throughout the courtyard, refreshing the heart and mind, as if it could cleanse one's soul.
Fang Yun looked into the pot. The large pot of water was finally boiled into a bowl. The dragon-patterned rice was completely dissolved into the soup, and at first glance, this bowl of soup was no different from rice soup.
However, if you look closely, you will find that the steam coming out of this bowl of rice soup has condensed into a small dragon one foot long.
The heat below continues to condense the little dragon, while the heat above the little dragon continues to dissipate.
Fang Yun poured the dragon-patterned rice into the bowl and took a small sip.
The rice soup is slightly sweet, and it seems to form a thin film hanging in the mouth, with a very unique taste.
After Fang Yun swallowed the rice soup, he immediately felt a warm current reaching his stomach. In the blink of an eye, the heat in his stomach flowed to his entire body, and every limb of his body felt uncomfortable.
"Huh..." Fang Yun let out a soft exclamation, his face full of joy.
Just as Fang Yun was about to take the second sip, the hot current actually entered the Wen Palace!
Next, not only did I feel physically comfortable, but I also felt a sense of ecstasy mentally.
When that strange feeling disappeared, Fang Yun secretly reminded himself that he must not indulge in the strange pleasure, otherwise it would be like taking drugs.
Afterwards, Fang Yun drank the dragon-patterned rice soup mouthful by mouthful.
After drinking it, Fang Yun felt full of energy and even wanted to find a way to relieve the heat.
Fang Yun thought about it again and again, and finally gave up the romantic thoughts, studied hard, and got rid of all distractions.
Even in the ancient land of Xuemang, Fang Yun only slept for one hour a day, just like before.
On the third day after arriving at the Xuemang Ancient Land, Fang Yun got up early. As soon as he opened his eyes, he looked extremely nervous. Then he quickly sat up and carefully sensed the changes in his body and mind.
"It's strange. It is said that after the third day of entering the Blood Mang Ancient Land, people from the outside world will become unconscious and confused. In serious cases, their temperaments may even change drastically. But why don't I feel like changing at all?"
Fang Yun was puzzled and then he entered the Wen Palace, feeling even more surprised.
Because it is said that the Blood Mang Ancient Land contains the curse power formed by the fall of the Ancestral Emperor, and is related to the Dragon Slaying Sword. After entering for more than two days, a faint blood mist will appear in the Wen Palace, weakening all power, even lifespan.
The Wen Palace was filled with the starlight of Wenqu, without any blood mist.
In the ancient land of Xuemang, blood mist is everywhere. Even the Grand Secretary Wen Gong cannot drive it away. It can only be diluted with dragon-patterned rice.
Fang Yun suspected that it was the fragments of Wenquxing that helped him dispel the blood mist, but he found that the blood mist had no intention of entering Wen Palace and ignored him.
"How strange!"
Fang Yun became more and more confused. Not to mention the people coming in from the outside world, even those who had been inherited in the Ancient Land of Blood Mango for hundreds of years had already developed a certain resistance to the Ancient Land of Blood Mango. Those blood mists would inevitably invade the Wen Palace.
But now, the blood mist outside refused to come in.
"I should be the first scholar who wants to introduce blood mist into the Wen Palace."
Fang Yun suddenly felt helpless. What happened to him was too strange. After thinking about it, he could only attribute it to the dragon-patterned rice he had eaten yesterday.
"I only need to stay here for thirty days, taking one pill every day. I don't know if there will be any uncontrollable changes."
Fang Yun didn't think any more and quickly got up to prepare to attend Yun Jie's funeral today.
.(To be continued..)