"You have no understanding." Tianjizi looked at Fang Yan with a look of disappointment. He was very disappointed with his disciple. "I have already said it so clearly, but you don't understand a word."
"Master, forgive me for being blunt, but what you said is not straightforward at all. What exactly do you want to say? Are you going to give me the Tai Chi Diagram or not?"
"Didn't I tell you to go out and see the scenery and breathe some fresh air?"
"I was asking about the Tai Chi diagram, but you asked me to go see the landscape. Master, please stop teasing me. I'm stupid and not fun."
Tianjizi felt his breathing become heavy, and he wanted to use his Twelve Palms of Heaven to beat Fang Yan into a pulp. It was inexplicable, how come he had such a disciple
If possible, Tianjizi really wants to return the product!
"If you don't go out and take a look at the scenery, how can you find the scenery you want to see?" Tianjizi used Laozi's Heart Purification Mantra to suppress the anger in his heart and said to Fang Yan. Worried that he didn't understand, he blinked his eyes cutely.
"Master, just tell me the truth. Are you going to give me this Tai Chi Diagram or not? Why are you blinking?"
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Tianjizi took Fang Yan for a walk in the yard, muttering to himself, "The beauty of the world is in the mountains, in the water, in the air, in the breeze and the moon, in the Yangtze River. In the spring sowing and autumn harvest, in the frost blade and the snow sword ----- in the flowers and plants in the yard, and in the big vat in the corner ----- it's not that there is no beauty in the world, but that there is a lack of eyes to discover beauty."
Fang Yan finally grew a pair of eyes that could discover beauty, and he strode towards the large vat in the corner of the yard.
He stood next to the big vat, but there was no movement in the vat.
"Master------" Fang Yan turned around and called.
He looked around, but found that his master was no longer there.
Fang Yan was stunned for a moment, and then his expression became solemn.
He picked up a small pebble from the ground and threw it into the big vat.
Snapped-----
The pebbles splashed tiny water droplets, and ripples appeared in circles on the water tank.
When the ripples disappeared, the mirror surface of the water tank returned to calm.
Fang Yan stretched his head and looked into the tank. The water was pitch black and seemed unfathomable.
This is an ordinary water tank. Many people would put such a large tank in the yard to raise fish or plant some water plants. However, Fang Yan had an illusion. When he stood in front of the water tank, his heart was pounding violently, as if there was some dangerous monster hiding in it or something important was about to happen.
Raindrops began to float in the sky again, falling smoothly into the water tank, creating tiny and beautiful ripples on the water.
There are wildly growing green plants at the bottom of the water tank, and dense moss grows around the bottom of the water tank. A snail carrying a bag wants to climb the water tank. After climbing a few centimeters, it slips and falls down. It shakes its head and tries again-----
However, all this is meaningless to Fang Yan.
He stretched out his hands and spread them into the air; the fine raindrops moistened his palms.
"It's raining." Fang Yan sighed softly.
As he turned to leave, the expression on his face suddenly became strange.
His heart began to beat again, and an emotion called joy filled his whole body.
He turned around suddenly and saw a surprising scene.
On the mirror-like surface of the tank, two big fish, one red and one black, were sticking their huge heads out and blowing bubbles.
Puff puff-----
Bubble after bubble was blown out of their mouths, then floated on the surface of the tank and soon exploded.
"You are so cute." Fang Yan said to them with a smile.
Fang Yan looked at them with deep affection, as if he was looking at-----Ye Wenrou.
The two big fish, one red and one black, blinked their eyes at Fang Yan, then blew out a long string of bubbles at him: puff puff puff-----
Fang Yan burst into laughter.
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Snap------
The Begonia Cup after the Rain, made by Cai Mingfu, a porcelain master in the Qing Dynasty, was smashed against the wall. General Xing's face was gloomy, his eyes were cold, and his voice was filled with an uncontrollable violent aura.
"The whole army was annihilated?" Jiang Junxing's voice was like a roar, and he shouted, "How could the whole army be annihilated?"
"The Second Young Master hid himself very well, but he was still caught by Fang Yan's two nephews Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan. The Snake King manipulated the snake formation to surround the Second Young Master, and the Second Young Master detonated the gene bomb in desperation, so everyone died."
"Everyone is dead." General Xing breathed heavily. He took a cigar from the box in front of him, trimmed it carefully, and then lit it and took a long puff.
In the process of doing this, his mind finally calmed down. His eyes were like a ghost in the smoke, looking at the man in black in front of him and said, "What about you? Why are you still alive?"
"Because God wants me to live." The man in black said in a heavy voice: "Fang Yan is not dead yet, so I have to live well------"
"You're just watching someone die without helping?"
"I tried, but failed." The man in black faced the general's scrutiny and questioning calmly, and said, "Maybe I can't turn defeat into victory, but if I want to leave, they can't stop me."
Even though he was just a lackey of the general's family, the man in black had a kind of pride that would not tolerate being looked down upon or insulted. Jiang Junxing knew this in his heart, and he was confident in saying this.
Jiangjunxing knew that his temptation was too obvious, so he took out a cigar from the box and threw it to him. The man in black took the cigar, but then sent it back and said, "I don't smoke."
"You live a boring life." Jiangjun Xing laughed and joked, "I don't mean to doubt you, but the matter is really strange, and this news is really hard to bear. After all, he is my brother. Tell me, how should I go back and tell the old man about this? He has always had high hopes for him, but now his expectations have been cut off. He must be feeling bad, right?"
The man in black did not answer. He knew that the general had no intention of asking him to answer the question.
Jiang Junxing looked at the man in black in front of him and said, "You should know that you and I are in the same boat. No one in this world can protect you except the Jiang family."
"I understand." said the man in black.
"You are a smart man." Jiangjunxing nodded with great appreciation and said, "I am very happy that you can send this news to me. So, from today on, we are friends, right?"
The man in black was silent for a while, then said, "I am not qualified to be your friend."
"Hahaha------" Jiang Junxing laughed loudly and pointed at the man in black and said, "How could that be? You're a bastard, and so am I. We should be friends by nature, right?"
A smile appeared on the corner of the black-clothed man's mouth. He was also amused by the general's "self-deprecating" words.
Jiang Junxing stood up and said, "It's a tragedy for an old man to send his young son away. I really don't want the old man to get hurt because of this. But, I have to tell him eventually. He still has to take charge of the family affairs."
The man in black bowed to see the general off and his body disappeared into the darkness.
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"Dead?" The old man who was tending to the precious camellia in the yard paused, his body frozen as if frozen in time by magic. First there was surprise and disbelief, then undisguised sadness. "Is the news confirmed?"
"It's confirmed." Jiang Junxing said in a deep voice. "Although my brother left the Jiang family, he has been in secret contact with me. It's not easy for him outside, and I have tried my best to support him with money and resources. After I got the news, I tried to contact him again, but there has been no response until now. His assistant has also disappeared, and it seems that he is also in danger."
"I want to see him alive or dead." The old man straightened his back with great effort. He took off his cotton gloves, rubbed his calloused hands together, and said, "No matter what, you have to bring him back to me."
"I will." Jiang Junxing said seriously. "I have sent people out to look for him. No matter what, we must bring my brother back."
The old man sat down on the rattan chair under the eaves, and because he exerted too much force, the chair made a creaking sound.
Jiangjunxing picked up the cup of hot tea beside him and handed it to him, but the old man showed no intention of reaching out to take it.
"I drove him out, and I have to bring him back-----" the old man muttered to himself. "If he is really gone, find a way to bury him in the ancestral tomb of the Jiang family----"
Jiangjunxing nodded again and said as if to assure him, "Grandpa, don't worry. I will make the arrangements."
"I regret it." The old man said softly.
"What?" General Xing was stunned, not understanding why his grandfather would say such a thing. He had been through countless battles in his life, and had never said the word "regret".
"Some time ago, Mr. brought Fang Yan to visit our home and wanted to make peace, but I refused." Jiang Xifu said with a sad face. "If I had not been so extreme and stubborn that time, and had called Jun Ling back to apologize and compensate him, this matter would not have developed to this point, and Jun Ling would not have ended up like this-----"
Jiang Junxing remained silent, thinking, based on his understanding of Fang Yan, if Jiang Junling was simply asked to apologize to Fang Yan - Fang Yan probably wouldn't accept it, right
"But, since we have already taken this step-----" Jiang Xifu's hand tightly grasped the handle of the rattan chair, and the hard old branches made a creaking sound. "Then go all out. The Jiang family and Fang Yan----will fight to the death." (To be continued)