A shallow sigh escaped.
King Li raised his eyebrows: "Why are you sighing?"
To put it bluntly, Fang Shan is the most "innocent" among them: she has never been framed as having a crush on a man from beginning to end.
Fang Shan didn't answer. He looked at the sun above his head and felt dizzy. If he continued like this, he might live to be ninety-nine in this world.
The two stood in silence for a long time, and sighed at the same time.
King Li and Fang Shan looked at each other, decided not to cause trouble for each other, and walked in different directions. Fang Shan finally stopped under a big tree, picked up a branch, drew circles on the ground, and fell into deep thought.
The sun was gradually turning westward, and when Wei Sushen came out, he had dug a deep hole with tree branches to bury people.
He looked up and saw Wei Su Shen, inviting him: "Lie down and feel it. Don't waste it."
Wei Sushen found a small shovel, filled the hole, and said extremely calmly: "Meng Xunmei is interested in Yun Han, and it will take time to take it further."
Fang Shan looked at him steadily and said with hope: "Really?"
Looking at each other for three seconds, Wei Sushen looked away first. He was still unable to lie seriously.
Fang Shan suddenly stood up, the confusion in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a touch of determination: "It seems that we can only use the last method."
When Wei Sushen heard the word 'method' from his mouth, his head stung subconsciously. Without asking for the specific content, he just said: "Does it work?"
Fang Shan nodded and said seriously: "I promise to take the host back within three days at most."
Wei Sushen stared at him for several times: "I have already said that it would be much easier to send the hero and heroine directly to the road to hell."
Fang Shan pressed his eyebrows: "It has nothing to do with murder and arson."
After all, the living dead was a big deal. After the interrogation that day, King Li wrote an urgent message and had it sent to the imperial city. The mastermind behind the scenes has not yet been executed, so King Li tried to dig out more information from the other party.
Yun Han had already learned how to make the living dead, but he didn't care at all about the follow-up work and was immersed in the room doing experiments.
There wasn't even a place to put a teapot on the table. There were bottles and cans of water, and a large wooden barrel was placed beside it, and the potion inside was in a tumbling state.
Almost no one dared to step into this room, and Yun Han now looked at everyone as if they were looking at a guinea pig. Meng Xunmei helped at first, but later she saw that Yun Han, who had a lonely personality, acted like a life-threatening lunatic when conducting experiments, so she did not dare to stay longer.
Marrying an outstanding man is important, but life is even more important.
There was a series of knocks on the door.
Yun Han ignored it directly, but the knocking on the door continued, forcing him to calm down.
He walked over to open the door with a sullen face. When he saw Fang Shan's smile, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Is something wrong?"
Fang Shan nodded, with a frighteningly gentle tone: "After so many days of hard work, I was worried about your health, so I specially asked someone to stew a tonic soup."
Slightly shocked by his sudden concern, Yun Han refused coldly.
Fang Shan still had a warm smile: "Drink. Only after drinking can I feel at ease."
Yunhan may not be aware of all the poisons in the world, but a bowl of poisoned soup cannot be hidden from him. In front of Fang Shan, he carefully screened it with silver needles and medicinal powder. After confirming that there were no problems, he put away the silver needles: "It's just a habit, don't mind."
Fang Shan shook his head, looking like he didn't take it to heart at all: "I just appreciate your caution."
“…”
After delivering the soup, Fang Shan didn't stay long. After saying a few considerate words, Shi Shiran left.
Yun Han stood alone for a long time, feeling the biting chill in the dog days of summer.
In the next few days, like a hard-working bee, Fang Shan reported to Yunhan on a regular basis, helping to prepare three meals a day, asking for help, and making others feel frightened.
After receiving Fang Shan's nourishing soup again, Yun Han said seriously: "I asked myself that I have never done anything sorry for you."
Fang Shan nodded: "Of course."
Yun Han frowned: "So what are your intentions?"
Fang Shan left a mysterious smile and turned to leave.
Unable to continue the experiment, Yun Han went out for some fresh air and tried to clear his mind. Breathing the fresh air on the country road, I accidentally heard a low conversation. When I got closer, I saw that it was two guards of King Li chatting under the eaves.
"Have you heard that the prince's counselor runs to the miracle doctor if he has something to do these days?"
Another person was chewing melon seeds and said: "It's not just what I heard, I saw it with my own eyes."
"What kind of medicine do you think is sold in this gourd?"
"You still don't understand?" He looked at his companion with contempt: "This is just like our prince has a crush on the master of the Blood Fiend Sect."
"I see."
Yun Han's footsteps froze in place, and then recalling Fang Shan's smiles, he actually tasted a trace of desire to refuse and greet him. He shuddered on the spot. After a long time, he was dispelled by the warmth of the sun, and slowly He took a step back.
Hearing the footsteps walking away, the two guards looked at each other and ran to the high wall, where Fang Shan was leaning there, weaving weeds to pass the time.
He coughed and walked forward: "Everything is done."
Fang Shan nodded: "Sorry to bother you two."
The guard looked around like a thief, and after confirming that no one was there, he showed a perverted smile: "Now you can tell us about the prince's love affair."
Fang Shan stopped what he was doing: "It was a season of blooming spring flowers. King Li in white and the master of the Xuesha Sect in black were riding horses for a spring outing..."
There were very few entertainments available for people in this era. At most, they were casinos and brothels. As a guard of the palace, naturally they couldn't go there. There were some strange conversations among the people, but they were all warriors, so how could they have the patience to sit down and read. Now that I can hear the prince's love and hatred, it is natural that I have a sense of curiosity.
As for authenticity—
Ah!
Who cares
Just make them happy.
Fang Shan was compiling an annual bloody love drama with no expression on his face. The more he talked about it, the more outrageous it became, and there were many places that were no longer perfect. However, the two guards still listened with interest.
As the initiator, Fang Shan couldn't help but sympathize with King Li. If he had such two subordinates, he would be angry to death sooner or later.
The guard couldn't leave for too long, so after a moment of burning incense, he reluctantly said goodbye to him: "See you in the woods in the evening."
I only heard half of the story, not to mention it was heart-breaking. The two guards left while discussing the possible plot that would happen later. By that time, Fang Shan was already thirsty and walked back in a hurry. When I came to the door, I bumped into someone unexpectedly.
There were not many people wearing red clothes in Wuyou Village. Fang Shan took a step back and looked up, and sure enough he saw Wei Sushen.
He walked in first, drank a glass of water to moisten his throat, and joked: "Aren't you curious about what I've been doing these days?"
Wei Sushen: "I heard about it."
Fang Shan stared at him for several seconds: "Why don't you ask more?"
Wei Sushen always maintained an indifferent expression.
Fang Shan raised his chin with his index finger: "Is the host jealous?"
Before Wei Sushen could speak, Fang Shan made a hissing gesture: "You can see that he has lost a lot of weight."
Wei Sushen: "Because I have been fasting and chanting Buddha's name recently."
You must be concerned about your own host.
Fang Shan looked worried: "It's too hot, can't you eat?"
Wei Sushen shook his head: "Pray for blessings."
It almost didn't take much thinking to know that Fang Shan's sudden warmth would bring disastrous consequences to Yun Han.
"..." Fang Shan explained with a cold face: "This is one of the thirty-six strategies."
Wei Sushen: "Forcing a good girl into prostitution?"
Fang Shan gritted his teeth: "That's not part of the Thirty-six Strategies, it's an attempt to attack the east and attack the west."
Wei Sushen felt that it didn't matter what the plan was. To Yun Han, the outcome was the same.
At this point, he can be said to be a god.
Yun Han walked all the way back, the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. He was very accurate in judging people, and Fang Shan clearly had a temper that would never give up until he achieved his goal. Combined with what the latter has done recently, I believe that once they are involved, they are only one step away from destruction.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look up at the sky... This man had a close relationship with the leader of the Demon Cult. The Demon Cult is still at its peak, which shows that the followers are hard-working. With this thought, I couldn't help but feel a little afraid of the Demon Sect.
How to get rid of entanglements
The problem has caused him to put aside his research on the living dead.
"Brother Yun."
A soft voice came.
Yun Han returned to his normal expression and saw Meng Xunmei standing under a tree, smiling sweetly at him: "Why are you standing under the sun on such a hot day?"
Compared with Fang Shan's "opening the door and sending warmth" in recent days, Meng Xunmei's concern makes people feel like spring breeze. If nothing else, at least he doesn't have to worry about the other party's intentions.
Meng Xunmei walked over and walked under the eaves to escape the hot sunlight: "I came here to ask a question."
Yun Han nodded and signaled for her to speak.
Meng Xunmei's tone was a little cautious: "Do you... like him?"
Everyone knows who this 'he' refers to.
Yun Han shook his head.
Meng Xunmei: "But they say Mr. Fang runs to your room every day."
Yun Han's eyelids twitched: "Don't make excuses."
Meng Xunmei did not back down because of the harsh tone, but said: "In that case, why don't you consider me?"
Yun Han looked at her, Meng Xunmei did not flinch: "There are only a few people in the world who are worthy of being the world's most miraculous doctor. I think I have many shortcomings, but I am also somewhat knowledgeable in medical skills, and we have topics to communicate with each other. What's more, with Together, I can help Fang Shan retreat."
After hearing most of the previous reasons, Yun Han was indifferent, but the last sentence really moved his heart.
It would indeed be a good thing if we could get rid of Fang Shan's entanglement.
"This is unfair to the girl."
Meng Xunmei became calmer: "Life is unfair, and no emotion in the world can be balanced at both ends. What's more, I don't have to be you, but the miracle doctor is worthy of admiration. I am a girl, so naturally I want to find someone A good marriage.”
After she started talking, Yun Hangao looked at her.
At this moment, in another room, Fang Shan and Wei Sushen were discussing similar topics.
Fang Shan raised his glass and covered his lips with a smile: "If you can only choose between me and Meng Xunmei, what do you think the outcome will be?"
Wei Sushen said calmly: "Of course it's you."
He really didn't like Meng Xunmei's temperament.
Faced with the decisive answer, Fang Shan couldn't answer it for a moment. After a while, he stretched out his hand and pinched Wei Su Shen's face twice, deeply suspecting that the host had been tricked.
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