Chapter 34: Where will you meet again in life

A clear moon shines in Dongyi City, which is made up of endless architectural strange shadows, and the light is not dazzling. Coupled with the slightly salty sea breeze blowing from the good harbor outside the city, the air is filled with a charming smell, just like a dried salt plum that has been thrown into a cup of clear Wuliangye, with a light green color, and the spicy murderous intent is hidden in the fragrance.

The back door of a two-story house opened quietly, and two people stacked together had gusts of wind in. Then the people behind the door immediately closed the door. At the same time, a few secrets were heard outside the house indicating safety and no one was in sight.

This is a secret stronghold station in Dongyi City, the Nanqing Supervision Bureau. The owner of the calligraphy and painting shop in charge of this stronghold has been waiting here tonight. Unexpectedly, he finally waited for an injured person. After he opened the door, he nervously held the dagger in his hand and sat behind the back door without moving. He carefully paid attention to the movements around the stronghold, and made sure that if things were inconsistent, he could call the police as soon as possible.

The moonlight sprinkled in the courtyard suddenly became dark. The owner of the calligraphy and painting shop looked up nervously, but did not notice anything abnormal, nor did he notice a shadow floating in the gap between the wooden door on the second floor of the house.

Inside the room, Fan Xian put Wang Shisanlang on the bed, stared at the blue and white color on his face and observed carefully for a while, then pried open his lips, looked at the tongue coating, and then listened to the pulse and lung sounds, and his brows slowly frowned.

If the powerful Shisanlang's true energy is dissipated and his whole body is weak, this poison must be a very terrifying thing. The time is too short, and Fan Xian still cannot fully and accurately determine what medicine Yun Zhilan, the head disciple of Jianlu, gave Wang Shisanlang, but he has a rough understanding of the general composition and type of action of this medicine.

After thinking for a while, he took out the small bag that he never left his body from his arms. He chose a slightly brown blade from it, crushed it with two fingers, stuffed it into Wang Shisanlang's lips, and took half a pot of cold water from the table and poured it in.

The cold water wet the front of Wang Shisanlang's clothes. However, the brave and brave man who killed Xihu Zuoxian King and could still kill the generals from the king's tent did not react at all, because he had already fallen into a coma at this time.

A hint of chill flashed in Fan Xian's eyes. He pursed his dry lips and pressed and whipped Wang Shisanlang's chest with one palm. His technique was like water waves, and his true energy was sent slightly to help Wang Shisanlang swallow water and take medicine.

After doing all this, Fan Xian felt a little relieved and sat silently next to Wang Shisanlang, waiting for the medicine to start to work. He glanced at the shadow next to the door. He was silent, as if he was thinking about another very important question.

The medicine gradually came into effect, and sweat began to ooze from Wang Shisanlang's forehead. When Fan Xian knew that the time was coming, he went cross-legged into bed. He closed his eyes and began to use the pure and good qi in his body to detoxify and heal his wounds.

In the Jiangnan season, Fan Xian's meridians were broken. It was all thanks to the help of Haitang Duoduo with Tianyi Tao to repair the meridians. Although Wang Shisanlang was deeply poisoned today, his meridians were invaded by poisons and his meridians were messy. The blood vessels that could be felt were full of holes, but at least it was much easier to treat than Fan Xian back then.

The medicine cannot completely drive away the poison from Shisanlang's body, but coupled with Fan Xian's healing true energy, it is another result. Self-Fei Jie left and Sean died. The poison master in Dongyi City was missing. In this world, Fan Xian can be said to be the best expert in using poison to detoxify. Although Yun Zhilan's medicine in the ground was extremely powerful, it could not defeat him.

The shadow was silent at the door of the room, waiting for the treatment of the poison, looking coldly at Wang Shisanlang whose face was getting redder and red, and didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, Wang Shisanlang finally opened his eyes and woke up. However, the moment he woke up, he did not look at Fan Xian who worked hard to save him. Instead, two chilling sharp lights oozed out and stabbed the middle-aged man in the shadow next to the door.

Wang Shisanlang didn't know who the middle-aged man was, but he only knew that the other party was in his forties. He had met him in Qingzhou City by chance and knew that he was Fan Xian's confidant. Wang Shisanlang originally thought that this middle-aged man who could not tell the difference was a secret spy in the Supervision Bureau. However, when Fan Xian's back had not fainted before, he clearly saw the sword that the middle-aged man stabbed at the fourth senior brother in the moonlight.

Four Gu Sword! The secret learning of Jianlu is never passed down. Only the thirteen disciples of Jianlu can practice the Four Gu Sword!

"Who are you?" Wang Shisanlang was weak, but his eyes were extremely vigilant and complicated. He stared at the shadow and asked in a hoarse voice.

Fan Xian slowly took back his palms from Wang Shisanlang's back. His physical strength and true energy were consumed too much, and his sweat was flowing like a pulp. At this moment, he was sweating. He heard Wang Shisanlang's question full of shock and nervousness, and his brows frowned slightly. Unexpectedly, when Shisanlang first escaped from the Ghost Pass, he returned to Jianlu's position, and developed extremely strong hostility and attention to the shadow.

Shadow lowered her head slightly and looked at her toes. She did not answer Wang Shisanlang's question at all. Maybe she felt bored, maybe she felt bored, or maybe she felt disdainful.

He is Sigujian's younger brother, and he was questioned like this by Sigujian's young disciples, which naturally felt quite absurd. In the whole world, there are no more than four people who know his true identity. Before Fan Xian allowed it, the shadow would not let anyone know the relationship between him and Jianlu.

It’s just this huge secret. With the forced action of Shadow tonight, it will probably cause many people to speculate.

Fan Xian moved down from behind the bed, sat next to Wang Shisanlang's ground with his head down, burying his head between his shoulders, looking particularly tired, and his sweat was filled with an unpleasant smell.

Wang Shisanlang did not thank him, but just stared at Shadow like a tiger, as if Shadow didn't give him an answer, even if he was weak at this time, even if he was just suppressed by the brothers of Jianlu with sinister methods, he would still attack Shadow in the name of Jianlu.

Fan Xian buried his head, raised his index finger on his right hand and sniffed it gently. The fingertips were filled with sweat from Wang Shisanlang's body, which was a little oily. He immediately identified the ingredients of this drug. His heart skipped a beat, and his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he said, "What a powerful and poisonous, Shisan, you, your senior brother, really loves you."

As soon as this said, Wang Shisanlang fell silent and speechless. After all, tonight, the two masters of Nan Qing rescued him from his brothers.

Fan Xian suddenly waved his hand and said extremely tiredly: "This poison is too powerful. I don't have any medicines on hand. I can't use my true qi to squeeze the poison out. You have to recuperate for at least a few days before you can recover. If you have anything to ask, I'll ask when I wake up tomorrow."

Wang Shisanlang coughed twice, as if he was a little unwilling to accept it. However, he felt his eyelids getting heavier and he leaned toward the bed.

Fan Xian pulled out the fine needle from Wang Shisanlang's neck with his backhand, shook his head, sat up from the edge of the bed, took half a pot of cold tea and poured it into his stomach. He became sweaty again, and felt even more exhausted.

He pushed the door and sat in the shadow under the eaves, and the shadow also came to him.

"Luckily for you just now." After a while of silence, Fan Xian said softly: "Or I really don't know if I can come back alive."

When he thought of the four cold swords in Jianlu, and the situation that seemed casual but actually dangerous just now, Fan Xian felt a sense of fear and coldness. Heroes in the world should not be underestimated. Although he is never afraid of people now, he is really terrifying to be besieged by several ninth-grade people. Especially since he can't bear to leave Wang Shisanlang. If the shadow suddenly appeared in the moonlight, who would know what he would face today?

At the ice stall selling saury fish, Fan Xian gave Shadow the instructions to contact the Nails who were ambushing in Dongyi City. He went to the Meipujiayuan alone, but he did not expect Shadow to complete the task so quickly and return to his side and save his life.

"Before handling six affairs, I am a shadow first." Shadow said coldly beside him.

Fan Xian was silent for a moment. He knew what the other party meant. He used to be the shadow of Chen Pingping. So he never left Chen Pingping's side. Later, Chen Pingping ordered him to come to protect himself, and he became his inseparable shadow.

Even if Fan Xian was a little proud and asked Shadow to handle the affairs of the hospital, if he left his side for a short time, Shadow would still feel strong uneasy and choose to find Fan Xian as quickly as possible. His style of conduct was to follow Fan Xian secretly and protect him at all times.

The sea breeze blew, and Fan Xian was wet and sweating all over, making him shivering. He was now a powerful man above the ninth grade and had long been invincible with cold and heat, but he shivered at this moment, which was enough to prove his coldness in his heart at this moment.

The coldness in his heart was because of the inclination inside the sword hut. Yun Zhilan actually dared to attack Wang Shisanlang, and he was so cruel, and there were so many sword hut masters standing beside him. Could it be that the dying Sigu Jian had lost control of the sword hut?

The cold was also caused by the dangerous situation before, and the sweat was all over his body, not only because he was forcing the poison for Wang Shisanlang, but also because of the four terrifying swords. Fan Xian was still in shock.

And there was something even more afraid of in his heart. This matter weighed on his heart, making him breathing hard, and fear occupied his entire mind and body.

It was obvious that Shadow knew what he was afraid of at this time, so he looked solemn as ever, sitting beside him without saying a word.

At this moment, Fan Xian thought of the fact that he had gone to Jiangnan many years ago. Under the eaves outside the Shazhou Inn, he sat with the world's number one assassin. Although the conversation was not pleasant, he had gained a lot of benefits. Today, he sat next to him again, but both of them were in a very heavy mood.

"Why didn't you kill that master Jianlu just now?" Fan Xian's voice became dry because of nervousness.

"The other party has four ninth grades. We can pass by one move, but it is surprisingly unexpected and shocked the other party's mind with the intent of swords." Shadow closed his eyes and said silently: "Even so, I can only seriously hurt one person. You did not really hurt the third brother... If the other party wakes up, we may be able to escape, but it is still impossible to kill them all."

"I have to admit that my idiot brother teaches his disciples the best in the world."

This sentence from Shadow explains a fact that among the four great masters, Ye Liuyun does not accept disciples. Emperor Qing probably has a strange turning point disciple like Fan Xian. Although Ku He's Tianyidao has many disciples, only Sigujian has cultivated countless top masters. There are only twelve ninth grades under Jianlu Sect alone, which is an astonishing number.

After a long time of silence, Fan Xian suddenly spoke: "I have been very careful in the past three years. Once I use the Sigu Sword, people will inevitably die under the sword. I have never let the living people see me using the Sigu Sword's sword move."

"I never survived under my sword." The shadow stated the facts coldly. This number one assassin in the world has never survived whenever he set out his sword.

"Where is Yun Zhilan?" Fan Xian mentioned a name. Three years ago in Jiangnan, Shadow led the swordsmen from six places to chase and kill the disciples of Jianlu headed by Yun Zhilan, and forced the dark forces of Dongyi City out of the two prefectures of Suzhou and Hangzhou, making great contributions to Fan Xian's rectification of the order in Jiangnan.

"When I killed Yun Zhilan, I didn't use the original sword." Shadow responded after being silent for a moment.

Fan Xian nodded gently. Even if Shadow was next to the West Lake fishing boat downstairs in Louwai, Hangzhou, and attacked Yun Zhilan, which only seriously injured the other party. It seemed that Shadow was worried that it would not be able to kill Yun Zhilan. So he kept a backup plan in his technique to avoid revealing his identity.

"So, there are only five or six tonight in the whole world... If Shisanlang is added, there are seven people, you may know this secret." Fan Xian lowered his head and thought: "The problem is that we can't silence these people yet. When did you say Sigu Jian guess that you were his lucky brother?"

After the shadow was silent for a long time, he slowly spoke: "Maybe he knew that the shadow of the Supervision Bureau was me, a long time ago."

As soon as this said, Fan Xian fell into a helpless calm. Knowing that the thing he was most afraid of might turn it into a fact because of this trip to Dongyi City.

He looked up at the bright moon, looked down at his hometown, and murmured: "How great would it be if the Sigujian could keep it secret for us."

Shadow looked at him and said nothing, but the joke was unstoppable.

Fan Xian suddenly let out a long breath. He looked at the shadow and asked with a smile: "How did you feel when you assassinate the Emperor in the Hanging Temple that day?"

Shadow thought for a moment and said, "It feels good."

Fan Xian shrugged and said nothing.

On the day of the assassination of the Hanging Temple, His Majesty drank it in one gulp. The assassin was the youngest brother of Sigujian, Dongyicheng, who had run away from home since childhood. Now all people know that Emperor Qing is the grandmaster, so his vision will naturally not make any mistakes. If Sigujian returns to the disciples tonight, he guesses that the shadow is his younger brother, and the news is passed back to Nanqing...

The Sixth Department of the Supervision Bureau hosted the Shadow assassination of Emperor Qing! Can Chen Pingping still sit in a wheelchair? This is what Fan Xian and Shadow fear the most. They both had the deepest sense of respect and love from the bottom of their hearts for the lonely and lame man. When they came to their senses, they regretted that at that moment, they had revealed a flaw, a flaw that exposed the biggest secret of the Supervision Bureau.

"Maybe things are not as bad as we think." Fan Xian suddenly said calmly: "In tomorrow, I will meet Sigu Jian, discuss business with him, and discuss this matter together."

As Fan Xian thought and said, this matter may not necessarily affect Nanqing, but he is making careful preparations. The important matter of going to Dongyi City needs to be handled carefully. If this matter is handled well, perhaps all problems will be solved in the wind.

"Are we friends?" Fan Xian looked at Wang Shisanlang, who was sitting by the bed, with a pale face and a wound that had not healed.

After thinking for a moment, Wang Shisanlang nodded.

Fan Xian put down the porridge bowl and said seriously: "If you don't want to lose my friend, then don't say a word about everything last night from today onwards."

Wang Shisanlang nodded again. Although Fan Xian told him not to ask questions, he had to ask clearly about what happened in Dongyi City yesterday and a few days ago. He tapped the table with his fingertips and signaled Shisanlang to use some rice porridge to nourish his stomach. He said carefully: "I dared to go to Meipujiayuan alone to find you yesterday. It's not that I had thought that Yun Zhilan would send someone to stare at that place, but I guess you also know that I asked the Supervision Bureau to send some people to stare at your residence."

"The biggest problem is that I always think that with your strength, even if there is a tragedy in Jianlu, you should have the ability to notify my subordinates or leave some traces for me." Fan Xian stared at Wang Shisanlang's eyes, "I was almost surrounded and killed last night. This problem was caused by you. I don't understand, how could you be trapped in the house and defeated so much."

When Wang Shisanlang heard this, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes. It seemed that the senior brothers inside the master attacked him secretly, which made this young master with a very clear mind feel an unbearable pain.

After a while, Shisanlang said in a hoarse voice: "Three days ago, the eldest brother invited me to drink, which was about the future of Dongyi City. The eldest brother on the table was very excited, but I was a little embarrassed to meet him because I knew what the eldest brother said and did was right."

"But what you did was arranged by Sigujian, and you have no way to resist." Fan Xian intercepted his words.

Wang Shisanlang was silent for a moment and said, "Yes. If it weren't for the master's order, I would rather hold my sword to resist the Nanqing army than be like now, and become a role despised by my senior brothers."

"It doesn't feel good to be a traitor, right?" Fan Xian said with a smile with a smile on his lips.

Wang Shisanlang didn't understand the meaning of the word traitor, so he shook his head and said, "I believe that Master is also considering Dongyi City in the future with thousands of people, and no one knows what Master will do."

He paused and continued, "There are only two brothers and senior brothers at the banquet. You know, although I had never met my senior brother before I left the seclusion, our senior brothers have had a very good relationship in the past two years. I even treat him as my biological brother."

Fan Xian sneered: "So he gave you poisonous wine, and you also drank it in one sip."

A look of pain flashed in Wang Shisanlang's eyes, and he said in a trembling voice: "The eldest brother is not such a treacherous villain. I know that he poisoned me for Dongyi City. He doesn't want you to see your master through my channel."

"You are... too naive." Fan Xian sighed and said, "In this world, you either kill people or kill you. If you want to take charge of the sword hut, it is like a fool."

"Senior Brother doesn't want to kill me. He just wants to kill you. Breaking the possible agreement." Wang Shisanlang suddenly became angry and stared at Fan Xian and said.

Fan Xian was slightly stunned. Suddenly he softened and said gently: "I believe this, I have checked this. Although it will harm your body, as long as you do not activate your true energy, it will not be fatal. Yun Zhilan and those senior brothers Jianlu still have a little bit of good intentions to you."

Fan Xian's words were actually just to comfort Wang Shisanlang. Perhaps even he was unwilling to see the simplest one among the younger generation of masters in the world, whose hearts were covered by these filthy things.

"Yun Zhilan traps you, intending to lure and kill Nan Qinglai's contact person, and the spy previously reported that Jianlu is strictly defending everywhere and prohibits anyone from entering. It is obvious that people from Northern Qi have entered Jianlu and have begun to try to convince your master."

Fan Xian said: "What I want to know now is who is the big man from Northern Qi."

"I don't know." Wang Shisanlang said very simply: "This matter was arranged by the elder brother from the beginning. Moreover, I have been poisoned these days and have been locked in the yard."

"I want to see Sigu Jian, is there any way?" Fan Xian stared into his eyes.

Wang Shisanlang's expression was a little lonely and said, "I haven't seen the master for ten days. I don't know how his health is, and I can't hold on."

When Fan Xian heard his completely answering the question, he was extremely annoyed, but he knew there was no way to do it. He sneered: "The great man from Northern Qi... I really thought I couldn't guess who it was? Although Jianlu's defense was strict, Yun Zhilan could not cover the sky with one hand. If you walk to Jianlu openly and keep a neutral second brother, will you watch others kill you in front of Jianlu?"
To be continued...