When Fang Yan opened his eyes, he heard Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan chatting.
"Junior Master is Junior Master. He is so professional in pretending to be dead. I can't help but admire him. He is afraid that those masters whom he has offended on Yijian Peak will make a fool of him and take the opportunity to take revenge on him. He has been pretending to be dead and hasn't woken up yet." This is Fang Yingxiong's voice.
"That's right. If the two of us just pretend to sleep for an hour or two, we will be full of energy when everyone has left. But we are not like Junior Master who sleeps for two days and two nights and doesn't want to wake up? Do you think Junior Master was really dizzy or just faking it? I suspect he was faking it-----" This was the voice of Fang Haohan.
Fang Yan was shocked. He had actually slept for two days
He just didn't want to accept the challenge from the disciples of Ye Cao Jushi, the king of gossip, and the old monk. Who would want to fight with them for no reason? His profession is a teacher, and his primary responsibility is to teach and educate people - fighting and killing is so uncivilized.
"That's just nonsense. I asked him if he had any problems before, and he said he was fine. When the disciples of King of Gossip, Wild Grass, challenged him, he fainted. It was obvious that they were acting." Fang Yingxiong said confidently. "You know the temper of Junior Master. He has done this kind of thing more than once or twice."
"But Junior Master's injury is really serious - even Fenghuang and Miss Ye said so. Tell me, does Fenghuang like Junior Master? He has been making medicine and helping with body cleaning these past two days, and he doesn't treat himself as an outsider at all. At that time on the Yijian Peak, Miss Ye didn't want the two of us to fight with Qianye Bingbu, saying that since all the people in the Fang family were dead, there was no need for us to go up and die - is there something else we don't know?"
"Yes, I heard that, too." Fang Yingxiong lowered his voice. "I've been thinking about this for the past two days. Do you think Miss Ye has fallen so deeply in love with our Junior Master that she considers herself the daughter-in-law of the Fang family?"
"Impossible? Every time Junior Master-Sister competed with Miss Ye, he was beaten so badly that his face was swollen and black and blue and he had to lie in bed for more than half a month. What kind of wife would beat her future husband like this?"
Fang Hero thought seriously and said, "It's not without this possibility. You think, Miss Ye's skills are so good, and there is a tendency to violence. When she is fine, she must find someone to come out. Take it as an opponent of Miss Ye? Who else can the uncle be worthy of her
Fang Haohan sighed softly and said, "Miss Ye, do you want to find a husband or a human sandbag?"
"My junior master is so pitiful." Fang Yingxiong also sighed.
Fang Yan gnashed his teeth and asked fiercely, "Who do you think is pitiful?"
"Master Junior, you are so------" Fang Yingxiong was about to answer 'Master Junior, you are so pitiful', but suddenly he felt something was wrong. His fat face instantly changed color, his eyes reddened as he rushed towards Fang Yan on the bed, and said excitedly: "Master Junior is finally awake. That's great, that's really great. Master Junior, do you know that you have been in a coma for two days? If you don't wake up-----I----I don't know how to live on."
Fang Yan glanced at Fang Yingxiong with disdain and said, "What do you mean by not knowing how to get by? Not knowing whether to have braised noodles or lamb chops for the next meal?"
"Master Junior, you don't know that I haven't had many meals in the two days you were unconscious. Fang Haohan has the same lack of appetite as I do. Look how hungry he is-----"
Fang Haohan nodded repeatedly, with bones on his cheeks, and he looked very hungry indeed.
"If Fang Haohan had eaten less glass shards, he wouldn't be so hungry." Fang Yan said unhappily. "Go get me a glass of water."
"Hey." Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan ran outside at the same time.
"Fang Yingxiong, stay." Fang Yan shouted.
Fang Yingxiong's face was full of bitterness, but when he turned around, his face was already full of smiles, and he said, "Little Master, do you have something to ask me?"
"What happened after I fainted?" Fang Yan asked.
"Master Junior, do you really not know?"
Seeing Fang Yan about to lose his temper again, Fang Yingxiong quickly said, "Of course Junior Master Uncle doesn't know. Because Junior Master Uncle did indeed faint at the time. When they saw you faint, those people naturally dispersed."
"Is that all?" Fang Yan asked curiously.
"It's not over yet." Fang Yingxiong said.
"Fang Yingxiong, I don't have much energy right now. If you keep waiting for me to ask questions, the first thing I'll do when I get up is beat you into a pulp."
Fang Yingxiong was shocked and said quickly, "After Junior Master fainted, Qingyun said goodbye and left. He said he would come to Junior Master to spar with him in a month. The bald monk got the second place and said he would come to Junior Master to spar with him in two months so that Junior Master could get well and not be slapped to death by him. It would be too satisfying to fight with him. The King of Gossip, Cai Zhongxing, ranked third. He told you not to lose to Qingyun and the bald monk, otherwise he would be disappointed if he challenged you again-----"
Fang Yan's eyes were dull, and he said, "I fainted, and they still won't let me go?"
"That's what I said at the time," said Fang Yingxiong.
Seeing Fang Yan's eyes looking at him, Fang Yingxiong added: "In the end, I was slapped on the head by that bald monk. I was not convinced. I originally wanted to fight him for 300 rounds----"
"Stop bragging, you can't even last three rounds." Fang Yan said.
Fang Yingxiong grinned and said, "We really think alike. When I saw that I couldn't beat him, I didn't take the initiative to fight him-----"
"You can be considered a hero?"
"My name is Hero."
Fang Haohan brought the water over, and Fang Yan felt much better after drinking a large glass of warm water.
He asked Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan to help him up. When he saw the gauze wrapped around his chest, he knew it was made by a girl. He asked, "Is this wrapped by Fenghuang?"
"Yes. Phoenix cleaned your body, sewed your wounds, applied ointment to you - and even shaved your beard and cleaned your ears -"
"Where is Ye Wenrou?" Fang Yan asked.
"When Miss Ye came over, Fenghuang was helping you clean your body, suture your wounds, apply ointment, shave, and pick out earwax. She probably felt that she had nothing to do, so she turned around and left."
Fang Yan smiled bitterly and said, "Why bother?"
"Why?" Fang Yingxiong asked puzzledly.
"What do you know?" Fang Yan shouted angrily. "Phoenix did everything. What did you two idiots do?"
Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan looked at each other, and Fang Haohan said resentfully, "We are both too stupid, so we can't do anything well. We can only sit here and watch over Junior Master."
"------"
No wonder people say that fools have good fortune. However, some people are really stupid, while others are just pretending to be stupid.
Boom boom boom----
Fang Yingxiong walked up and knocked on the door gently.
Ga!
The wooden door of the courtyard was opened. Qing Yin looked at Fang Yan and Fang Yingxiong standing at the door and asked cautiously, "What do you want to do?"
Qingyin's Chinese is still not very good, and one needs to work hard to identify and associate what he says in order to understand what he means.
Fang Yan waved his hand, signaling Qing Yin not to be nervous, and said with a smile: "I'm here to see your master."
Qingyin was hesitant, but a man's voice came from behind him, saying, "Qingyin, a distinguished guest has arrived, please invite him in."
Qing Yin stepped aside and made an inviting gesture.
Chiba Hyobu was standing in the yard, wearing a wide-sleeved robe and with a fair complexion. He hadn't changed much from when they first met.
However, Fang Yan could still sense the depression and loneliness in him.
He lost something very important.
overbearing!
It is obviously a very regrettable thing that the dignified Oriental Sword God, the number one figure in Oriental martial arts, has lost his dominance.
Fang Yan was standing opposite Qianye Bingbu with a trace of regret on his face.
Qianye Bingbu laughed and said, "He is just a defeated general. Why should Fang Yanjun worry about him?"
"You didn't lose in swordsmanship, but in your vision." Fang Yan said. "Dongyang is still too small. It will restrict your vision and mind, which is not conducive to understanding swordsmanship."
"This kind of thing cannot be changed by one person. It cannot be changed by one country either. Japan once had a chance to rise above its predicament, but it failed in the end."
"Failure is inevitable." Fang Yan said with a smile. "You have come to China, you have stepped on the land of China, you have seen with your own eyes, you have heard with your own ears, you should know what a cohesive and hardworking nation this is. Do you know why we are called descendants of the dragon? Because our ancestors have such expectations for us, he hopes that everyone of us is like a dragon."
"One dragon can change the world and call the wind and rain. What kind of power can 1.3 billion dragons exert and what kind of miracles can they create? You will see it, and people all over the world will see it."
Qianye Bingbu shook his head slightly and said with a smile: "Fang Yan, don't tell me how huge your country is, and don't tell me how excellent your people are - the Japanese are just as excellent, and they work just as hard. However, I still don't have a good idea of its future."
"The reason I am not optimistic is because the East lacks young people like you. It lacks not just one, but a group of them." Chiba Hyobu said with a sad expression. "If we also have a group of young people like you, full of talent, full of passion, not hiding or avoiding, fearless of life and death, and daring to face any challenge ----- our future will definitely be better than now. Unfortunately, we don't have it."
"If the youth are prosperous, the country is prosperous. If the youth are strong, the country is strong. This is the most precious wealth of a country."
Fang Yan smiled and said, "Mr. Qianye, thank you - thank you for saving me. You have superb swordsmanship, and you also have the heart of a warrior that matches your swordsmanship."
Qianye Bingbu looked at Fang Yan and said, "Fang Yan, agree to one condition of mine."
"It's impossible for me to change my nationality." Fang Yan said with a serious expression. (To be continued)