Under the guidance of Lanshan Valley, Fang Yan helped Lu Chaoge walk into the Lanshan box.
When the old man in sunglasses saw Fang Yan, his light eyebrows raised slightly and his expression tightened.
General Ling felt the abnormal expression of the old man next to him, glanced at him sideways, and then shifted his gaze to Fang Yan.
Fang Yan helped Lu Chaoge walk east, took the initiative to greet the old man in sunglasses who was walking on the wrong side, and said, "We haven't seen you for three years. My old man is very strong?"
"Stay strong," said the fisherman. He looked at Fang Yan and said in a sincere and caring voice, "Is my grandpa in good health?"
Fang Yan laughed and said, "If you want to know if he is in good health, don't you just go to Yanziwu and have a big drink with him?"
"I don't dare to go." The fisherman sighed softly. "I don't know my grandfather's temper. If he begs for permission, he will scold him bloody--he has lived for so many years, and his old face can easily be used to fool him. Man. If it falls on the ground, how can he pick it up?"
"Besides, my grandpa doesn't want to see him now. He has been striving for strength all his life, but he never likes to compete with that one and that one. In his twilight years, that person ended up with the fate of a red-haired man giving a black-haired man a gift. He It makes me feel uncomfortable. Why would he go over and stab him?"
Fang Yan looked solemn, and the fisherman respected him like never before, and said, "I have been an old friend of my grandfather for many years, and those of us who know him best are our old friends. But his suggestion is too frivolous, and I don't want to blame him."
The fisherman waved his legs and said: "Don't blame me. If you don't blame me, I will blame you already. Everyone has his own position and his own master, so there will be no quarrels between each other. When he feels that he is about to leave, he will go to see Lao Fang , have a drink with him happily, listen to him scold you happily ----- then you will be really happy."
"He hopes that day will come later." Fang Yan said with serious blessings.
The enshrinement of his legs was fiercely fought with the enemy, but the general's order showed no interest at all.
He listened to the conversation with interest, as if he were one of them.
Langu Gu also felt that the atmosphere was really weird, but he tried his best to keep a low profile and lower his sense of presence. After inviting a beautiful lady in palace attire to brew a pot of Longjing, he asked Fang Yan, "Young Master, he went out to entertain someone. Where will he have his meal in the morning?"
"No need." Fang Yan refused. "When he asked me to eat there, I had to go with him. He asked me to eat there, but I felt that the host was disrespectful. He asked me to keep thinking about what to say to me. That meal Eating is not smooth again. There is a lot of leftover food at home, so he just goes back and cooks two dishes. He won’t eat out. I don’t have to leave, just be there to bear witness.”
Langu Gu nodded and said, "The young master cooks in person, he is very sentimental."
Fang Yan wouldn't let him go, so he just found a corner and walked.
General Ling looked at Fang Yan and said with concern: "The fisherman said something just now, if a red-haired person gives a black-haired person, that is the greatest tragedy in life - the dead are gone, but the living are like this. Don’t waste your life by being too sad.”
Fang Yan's eyes were slightly stern, he looked at the general's order and said: "Is it really a sad and despairing thing? That kind of thing where I clearly feel that I can control everything, but I can just watch my loved ones die tragically in front of me--- --If possible, he hopes that something like this will happen once in his life."
"They have experienced what he has experienced before, and many people will experience it in the future - they will reject me. Destiny is really magical. The sickle in the leg of the god of death touched me, and I couldn't escape. There is no way to hide. Therefore, it is only one thing for the living to be like this. The key is not to accumulate more virtues and do more good deeds while living strong. If I do too many bad things, the sickle of death will naturally hook towards my neck. .”
Fang Yan points the finger at the general's order through his own experience, and those who do evil will be punished. What happened to him will also happen to them, and such a tragedy will never happen for the last time.
If the generals don't know how to pull back their legs and do such immoral things, the scythe of death will definitely reach our necks. At that time, even if you regret it, it will be too late.