Chapter 85: World tourists

The sunlight in the valley seemed to have become a substantial presence. When it comes to care, the clouds and mists rippled in all directions like blue waves disturbed by oars. Most of the mist dissipated, and some scent like smoke remained before the cliffs, walking among the extremely scattered green trees.

The above of the small stone cave is slightly protruding, and the cliff opposite is very far away from the valley. With Fan Xian's ears, he had to listen for a long time before he could faintly hear the sound coming from the bottom of the valley. He thought that the Jinyiwei of Shangjing was searching for the bodies of his two of them at the bottom of the valley.

The valley bottom should be wet and dark. I guess the other party would know that after he had no gains for a while, he would know that he and Shaun had not fallen down the mountain. Fan Xian guessed in his heart that the people of Northern Qi would probably think that they and Shaun were lucky and searched out along the valley bottom. However, he did not dare to underestimate the heavy and experienced etiquette, and no one knew when the other party would turn their eyes back to this mirror-like rock surface. As for Lang Tao, just in the first day of the first day of the lunar calendar, Fan Xian knew that this senior brother Haitang was indeed one of the top strong men in the world. He was determined and was not the kind of person who was easily deceived by him.

The mountain breeze was slight, and Sean's pale and old skin shook slightly. The old man was already in a semi-coma and could die at any time. The sun outside seemed unable to transmit a trace of temperature to the body of the old man who forcibly earned the green mountains to die.

Fan Xian scratched his head and looked at Sean's face. The old comrade's face looked like a layer of orange peel with white paste. He thought for a while and carefully took out the pill, the small blue pill from his belt.

The pill exudes a faint smell of ephedra leaves, and has been cut half with a knife. Fan Xian crushed the remaining half and stuffed it into Sean's mouth. He then took out a thin pipe of water from his sleeve. He dripped the water from the hidden water bag in his clothes into Sean's withered lips.

After a while, Shaun woke up dyingly. When he opened his eyes, the bloody red color that had already faded in his pupils reappeared again. The old man seemed to have regained some of the power of the past at this moment before his death.

"What medicine did you feed me?"

"Blue little pill." Fan Xian smiled and said, "It's useful for refreshing your mind, but it's impossible to help you restore your glory back then."

Old Man Sean naturally couldn't understand this joke.

"You took it before you took action?" Sean's breathing seemed much stronger, and his spirit gradually got rid of his depression. If it weren't for the rebirth before his death, it means that this drug stimulated the remaining energy in the old man's body.

Fan Xian did not answer his question immediately, and reached out to press Sean's pulse door. He found that the pulse was getting stronger, but it was a little dry. He knew that Mahuang Pills were starting to take effect, but this primitive stimulant could lift Sean's temporary energy, but could not save his life that had lost its vitality.

He took a deep breath. He looked at Sean quietly and said, "Wolf Tao and Taoist He, your leg was broken by me. Even if we join forces, we are not their opponents, so I have to take some medicine. But I am a little surprised, why are there only two masters? Instead of a large group of people waiting for you and me."

Sean coughed violently twice, and the medicine was working strongly at this time. He waved his hand with some difficulty: "After all, they don't want to make things too big. If they can't hide it from that little emperor, there will always be some trouble in the future."

Fan Xian glanced at him and thought that the reason why the little emperor wanted to save him a lifetime was exactly the same as his own, but he did not continue to talk about this topic.

"You saved me for the secret in my heart." Sean looked at the little birds chirping in the valley, and a hint of envy flashed in his eyes, "Actually, what does that secret matter? That little emperor wanted to get help from the temple. What is it for you to go to the temple so much?"

"Of course there are my own reasons."

"Can you tell me?"

Two spy leaders from different historical stages, one old and one young, were chatting calmly like old people and children at the entrance of the village.

"Well, let me tell you part of it." Fan Xian narrowed his eyes, feeling a little weak in his body, the medicinal power of Mahuang Pills was about to fade, and his spirit was a little relieved. "Actually, I don't know if you believe it. I survive in this world, most of the time, like a tourist. I want to travel all the interesting corners of this world, and the temple... is undoubtedly the place that interests me the most."

"Tourist?" Sean stared at Fan Xian's face with blood-red eyes and looked extremely ordinary after disguising.

Fan Xian smiled: "Is it strange? Heaven and earth are the backward journey of all things, time is the passerby of generations. Since you and I live in the big inn of Heaven and Earth, we will naturally want to see clearly what is in every room in the inn."

"There may be a poisonous snake in the room at the end of the second floor." Sean moved back with difficulty, feeling the life in his body turned into a hot breath, knowing that he was getting closer and closer to death, and subconsciously wanted to sit more comfortably.

"Maybe it's a beauty taking a bath in a wooden barrel." Fan Xian smiled.

Sean looked at the young man and shook his head gently: "Curiosity will kill the old cat. You will risk helping me for such an absurd reason, and end up in a state of death. Will you regret it at this time?"

Fan Xian turned around and looked at the unfathomable cliff, sighed, and said nothing.

"Are you stupid?" This is the second time Sean said this, and said with a smile on his face: "For a secret that is worthless, I have ruined my life."

Fan Xian responded with a wry smile: "That's right, death is the first step, and any secret is a very unimportant matter."

Sean suddenly glanced at him strangely and said, "Can you ask for something?"

Fan Xian was shocked. Although the old man was no longer as brave as he was, his status was there. He went north and never said a word asking, "What do you want to say?"

Sean's voice was a little weird: "I'm not afraid of death... But after I die, you are trapped in this hole alone. I guess you will be very hungry in the end and will be interested in my body."

After being stunned, Fan Xian understood what the old guy was afraid of, and responded a little disgustingly: "You old guy with your arms and legs, I want to chew your flesh, but I'm afraid of breaking my teeth."

Sean smiled bitterly and said, "When you are really hungry, what can't you do?"

Fan Xian frowned and said, "You are not afraid of death, are you afraid that I will eat your meat?"

Sean looked at him steadily and said, "There are many people in this world who are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of cockroaches." He paused and said, "I am not afraid of death, but I am afraid of being eaten by you after death. That feeling is very bad."

The effect of the medicine temporarily replenished Sean's energy, so his speech gradually became smoother, and the bleeding hole on his body had long stopped, but the strange redness in his pupils became deeper and thicker, which was not a good sign.

Fan Xian glanced at him, smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Don't worry, if you die, I will throw you into the valley immediately." His pupils suddenly shrank slightly, he looked at Sean, and asked softly: "Old guy, have you eaten human flesh before?"

The cave suddenly became quiet, and Sean's voice didn't sound for a long time. After a long time, the old man said expressionlessly: "When I went to the temple, the mountain was covered with heavy snow, and I had nothing to eat, and human flesh was only delicious."

Fan Xian's heart skipped a beat. Although he had been digging the grave and severing the body since he was a child, he still couldn't help feeling disgusted when he thought of eating human flesh. He subconsciously left Sean's dry lips.

Sean giggled and said, "Human flesh is actually really hard to eat... But the ones I ate back then were much more fragrant than what I ate."

Fan Xian's heart trembled again. Now a noble master who is highly respected by all people, Ku He, the Northern Qi national teacher, actually ate human flesh?

He immediately figured out the joints. Since Sean knew where the temple was and Ku He was a master of the temple art, then these two people must have been to the temple at the same time. The two powerful men actually fell to the point of eating the human flesh of their companions. The hardships along the way can be imagined. He just didn't understand why Ku He had to kill Sean. Is it just to hide the embarrassing thing that he had eaten human flesh?

"When did you and Kuhe go to the temple?"

Sean actually shut up at this time. Fan Xian looked like a diner. He looked at the duck skin, sweet sauce and scallion brought by the waiter, and then watched the waiter take it away again, blocking his chest in one breath, and not coming for a long time. He couldn't help but angrily said, "For the sake of our dying, can you make me die more happy?"

Sean gave him a blank look and said mockingly, "Are you stupid?"

Fan Xian sighed and said, "For you, this secret is no longer useful for saving your life, so why bother to hide it?"

“The temple is north.”

Suddenly, without warning, Sean spoke.

“Duobei?”

"In the snow in the far north, I will take more than three months to walk along Beilaoguan."

At this time, the sky outside the cave was getting darker, Fan Xian's face remained unchanged, but he was a little nervous. He knew that he had finally succeeded halfway, and at least he knew the general direction of the temple, his heart shrank slightly. The mountain wind was getting stronger, and the coldness on Yanshan Mountain in summer was slightly cold. He looked at Sean who was closing his eyes and waiting for death, and chatted casually like a friend: "Old guy, tell me how the scenery of the temple is like?"

Sean did not open his eyes and gasped softly, "Just a big temple, what good scenery is there? What about you? Which stone did you jump out of?"
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