I want to create ten types of civilization

Chapter 872

Paintings that can kill?
Fei Jie didn't believe it, but he didn't dare to verify it.

After telling Fan Xian to go back and have a good rest, after class at night, he ate leftovers by himself.

Fan Xian did not go back to sleep, but found Xuan Mo, hoping that the teacher would go with him at night, but Xuan Mo naturally refused.

He was on vacation, not to see the kids.

However, regarding Fan Xian's situation, he observed it, just to watch the excitement.

In the evening, Fei Jie took Fan Xian away, and the two dug a grave at a mass grave. Fei Jie asked Fan Xian to dissect the body, so as to understand the structure of the human body.

For a period of time after that, Fan Xian's life consisted of dissecting corpses and learning how to make and detoxify poisons. That's right, what Fei Jie taught him was not medical skills at all, but poison techniques.

In addition, Fan Xian was asking Wu Zhu for kung fu advice. This kid already possessed true energy, but just as he said to himself at the beginning, that true energy was too domineering.

This kid was afraid that something would happen to him, so he went to Wu Zhu after his search here was fruitless.

However, Wu Zhu didn't tell him about Zhen Qi, he just trained it.

"Teacher wow!"

One day, Xuan Mo was drinking scented tea, and Fan Xian ran over crying.

"What's the matter, did Fei Jie poison you?" Xuan Mo chuckled.

Fei Jie's method of training Fan Xian is also conscious, that is, to test poison by himself. Every time he teaches Fan Xian a method of knowing poison, Fan Xian will experience it personally.

The key is not to let Fan Xian know.

Maybe Fan Xian was poisoned unknowingly when he ate, drank water, or even touched something.

During this period of time, Fan Xian has been tossed a lot.

In addition, Fan Xian was asked to refine the poison himself, and then Fei Jie would try it himself to see Fan Xian's skills.

"Well, I've been tricked again. Teacher, do you know how to practice poison?" Fan Xian asked for help.

"Although I don't use poison, I do. You should wipe off the nosebleed first." Xuan Mo said angrily.

Fan Xian wiped his nose, only to realize that his nose was bleeding, and said helplessly, "It's heartbroken red again, teacher, do you have any poison?"

Xuan Mo thought for a while, and asked Fan Xian to go to his room to put his little bamboo basket, and then in front of Fan Xian, casually made a few small pills, and threw them to Fan Xian.

"Here, what poison?" Fan Xian looked at the five pills of different colors in his hand.

"The red one is scorching hot, and it will turn into powder after being crushed. Whether it is taken orally or sprinkled on the wound, it will make people burn unbearably, but it will not cause death. It just lasts for a long time, just one day and one night. Bar.

By the way, don't sprinkle it in your eyes, or your eyes will be burned and blinded. "

"What about the other four?" Hearing that the red pill was so powerful, Fan Xian couldn't wait, his eyes sparkled with intense interest.

"The black one is the sleep pill, after taking it, you will sleep for three days and three nights, and you can't wake up even if you hit it, and the white one is the spirit pill, you don't have to sleep for three days and three nights, and you don't even faint.

The pink one is Mizhang Pill. If you eat it, you will have some shameful dreams. Don’t be fooled, it will affect your development.

The green ones are Xixiao pills. You will laugh for six hours after taking them. These pills have an effect whether you eat them or touch the wound. You should use them with caution. "

Xuan Mo exhorted.

"My God, it's so poisonous!" Although it wasn't a poison that would seal blood, Fan Xian felt that it was awesome.

"Poison? Who told you it was poison?" Xuan Mo was annoyed.

"Ah, it's not poison?" Fan Xian was taken aback.

"They are all tonics. The Zhuore Pills relax the muscles and activate blood circulation. They can treat dark wounds and remove toxins. The Sleep Pills nourish the essence and replenish the spirit. The Spirit Pills stimulate the vitality and bring in Qi.

Mizhang Pill nourishes the kidney and strengthens yang, and Xixiao Pill is for facial paralysis, and it is not harmful. "

After listening to Xuan Mo's explanation, Fan Xian said inwardly.

What is the highest state of poison training? This is the highest state of poison training. It is obviously not poison, but it can achieve the effect of poisoning.

So, for the next seven days...

"Hahahaha~ brat...hahaha~ I'm not with you hahaha~"

Seeing Fei Jie who was laughing out of the wind, a smile appeared on the corner of Xuan Mo's mouth. It was quite interesting to watch these two guys mess around all day long.

After six hours, Fei Jie collapsed on the chair as if collapsed.

"Mr. Mo, Fei really admires you." Fei Jie cupped his hands weakly, but his eyes were full of seriousness.

Xuan Mo waved his hand indifferently.

"Little Doyle, just practiced and played."

Fei Jie smiled wryly. The ghost knows what he has accepted for the past seven days. He slept for three days, and even had embarrassing dreams. When he woke up, his pants were wet.

Then he didn't have to sleep for three days, and soaked in the pool for a day and a night. Not to mention, he laughed all morning, and he was already exhausted.

In the blink of an eye, ten years later, Fan Xian also became a handsome young man.

Fei Jie came to Fan's Mansion, taught Fan Xian for a while and then left directly. His status did not allow him to stay with Fan Xian for a long time.

Just yesterday, a group of red-armored knights came to Fan Mansion, saying they were taking Fan Xian to Kyoto.

However, Mrs. Fan did not agree and declined, but those red armored knights were still waiting outside the mansion.

"Mr. Mo, sit down and have a meal. It's been a long time since I had dinner with Mr. Mo." Mrs. Fan greeted Xuan Mo who walked into the room.

"The old lady's complexion is weak." Xuan Mo said, he didn't need to guess, he was probably worried about Fan Xian.

The old lady seemed to be indifferent to Fan Xian, but in fact she doted on her. Instead, she had no sense for the second grandson who was far away in the capital and had never met.

In fact, the old lady didn't even want to see her own son.

Regarding Xuan Mo's words, the old lady just smiled.

Xuan Mo sat on the stool, pretended to take out a jade box from his cuff, and put it on the table.

The old lady showed a surprised look.

"Here are some medicines to nourish the body. The old lady can take one pill every ten days and a half months. It is good for the body and spirit, and will protect you from all diseases." Xuan Mo chuckled.

This is not a panacea, but he made it with some medicinal materials picked everywhere in the mountains.

"Mr. Mo has a heart. Instead of telling Fan Xian, he still worries about me, an old lady." The old lady Fan said cheerfully, but she did not refuse.

After more than ten years of getting along, Mrs. Fan regarded Mr. Mo as her own family.

Xuan Mo smiled when Fan Xian walked in.

"Grandma, teacher." Fan Xian called out politely.

"Sit down, I'll wait for you." Mrs. Fan glanced at Fan Xian and said.

Fan Xian nodded and walked down, but looked at Xuan Mo, and said, "Teacher, I really wonder if you and Uncle Wu Zhu won't grow old, or wait until I'm seven or eighty, and you two will still look like this."

Xuan Mo chuckled, while Mrs. Fan glared at Fan Xian.

The latter grinned, "Should he tell the truth? Uncle Wu Zhu didn't say anything. He still looks the same in the past ten years, but his teacher looks younger than himself now."

God, this means not leaving the house, otherwise I don't know how many ladies I will attract when I go to the street.

The food has already been prepared, and under Mrs. Fan's greeting, they started to eat.

However, Fan Xian saw a plate of bamboo shoots on the table, but he took it directly from Mrs. Fan Lao to himself.

"I like to eat bamboo shoots." He said, without giving others time to react, he took a mouthful of rice and swallowed it directly.

Mrs. Fan frowned, glanced in surprise, then looked at Xuan Mo, but she still didn't say anything.

"I'm done eating, grandma, teacher, you two take your time." Fan Xian greeted, got up and walked outside.

"Old madam, I didn't say that, it's just a plate of bamboo shoots, it's too unruly." Butler Zhou, who had been waiting by the side, said at this moment.

Mrs. Fan glanced at him, but said nothing.

But the meaning in those eyes was so obvious that it frightened Steward Zhou.

"I just mentioned it casually, casually."

"Go down."

Butler Zhou hurried on.

"What did Mr. Mo see?" Mrs. Fan looked at Xuan Mo.

"No need to worry, that kid can handle it." Xuan Mo chuckled.

At this time, the outside has become chaotic.

The plate of bamboo shoots on the table before was poisonous, although it was not fatal, it was enough to lose strength.

But after a while, the groaning outside became weaker, presumably Fan Xian solved it.

"If Mr. Mo is fine, just sit here and chat with the old lady." Mrs. Fan said at this moment.

Xuan Mo nodded.

"Sir, do you think the child will go to Kyoto?"

"Didn't the old lady already know about it?" Xuan Mo chuckled.

"If the child leaves Danzhou, I want to get rid of Mr. one thing."

"Don't worry, old lady, that kid is smart. Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I haven't seen that girl Ruoruo. It's time for me to check the homework I taught her back then."

Mrs. Fan nodded and said no more.

On the other side, Fan Xian went to Lao Ha, who was delivering the food, but was assassinated by an unknown person. After subduing him with poison, he discovered that the other party turned out to be a member of the Inspection Institute.

And he was actually convicted of treason!

Knowing the other party's identity, Fan Xian took out the identification card given to him by Master Fei Jie, and confessed his identity to the other party.

Only then did the assassin realize that there seemed to be a problem with the mission instructions he had received.

Afterwards, Teng Zijing found out that someone falsely borrowed from Chayuan and gave him a false order to kill Fan Xian.

After Fan Xian returned to Fan's residence, Steward Zhou had already tied up his recovered wife under the orders of Old Madam Fan.

After Fan Xian came back, he asked Xuan Mo to sit in and ask the ins and outs of the matter.

The poison was not from Butler Zhou, but it was indeed administered by him.

He was sent by the second wife Liu Ruyu, Fan Xian's second mother, to prevent Fan Xian from going to Beijing, for fear that Fan Xian would go to Beijing to compete for the family property.

So, this week, the housekeeper used the Kyoto Procuratorate to get rid of Fan Xian and poisoned him.

Afterwards, Fan Lao didn't say much about the tire pressure, and asked Steward Zhou to be carried down, broke his legs and threw him on the boat, making him unable to go ashore for the rest of his life.

It can be seen that the old lady's city mansion and decisiveness are both there.

This can be regarded as the old lady giving Fan Xian a sip. In her opinion, her eldest grandson is still not cruel enough.

Afterwards, the old lady also asked, and Fan Xian was sure he was going to the capital.

Fan Xian also had a reason to go to the capital, not because of the Fan family's property, but because his mother was killed in the capital back then, and all these years, the people he came into contact with, whether it was given to him by Master Fei Jie or secretly protecting him Uncle Wu Zhu, all of them showed the people who killed his mother back then.

He didn't mean to let him go.

It's the same today, so he's going to have a look and find the person who killed his mother back then and now wants to kill him!
That night, Fan Xian went to look for Wu Zhu. He wanted to say goodbye to Wu Zhu. As far as he knew, Wu Zhu had been following his mother and protecting her.

After his mother left, she has been secretly protecting him until today.

To him, Wuzhu is not only a guardian, but also a silent relative.

He hoped that Wu Zhu could live for himself, not his mother, but him.

So, that same night, Wu Zhu found Fan Xian with a box and told Fan Xian that he wanted to open the box.

This box was left by Fan Xian's mother, and Wu Zhu wanted to see what was in the box.

Fan Xian naively thought he could open it easily, but when he saw that Uncle Wu Zhu couldn't open it with a single sword, Fan Xian was stunned, and then he knew Xuan Mo.

All this happened under Xuan Mo's observation.

Xuan Mo could of course open the box, but if he did, things would be boring soon.

So, the next day, Fan Xian took the box and boarded the carriage to Kyoto, escorted by red-armored knights all the way.

"Uh, who is this?"

In the carriage, Teng Zijing looked at Xuan Mo in surprise, but asked Fan Xian.

"This is my teacher, Mr. Mo, and he will go to Kyoto with me this time." Fan Xian introduced.

As for Teng Zijing, Fan Xian didn't introduce it. He felt that even if he didn't introduce it, his teacher would know it, like a prophet.

"I'm at Teng Zijing, I've met Mr.." Seeing the extraordinary appearance of Mr. Mo, Teng Zijing cupped his hands and said.

"Okay, the dead just shut up and lie on their stomachs." Xuan Mo said.

Teng Zijing stared at Fan Xian with wide eyes.

Fan Xian thought that it was so. Yesterday Teng Zijing asked him to kill the other party. Of course it was not a real kill, but a fake one. After all, he received a fake mission and almost killed an important person.

He also wanted to find out who was behind this incident, who dared to use them to investigate.

But what he didn't expect was that Teng Zijing got into the convoy and was discovered by him. Fortunately, he grabbed him into the carriage.

Listening to the teacher now, sure enough, there is nothing he doesn't know.

In fact, Xuan Mo only heard him when he was chatting with Mrs. Fan yesterday when he was paying attention to his movements.

……

"Teacher, don't you want to take a look?" After entering the capital, Fan Xian saw that Xuan Mo was still resting with his eyes closed. He couldn't help asking, still holding the map of the two taels of silver that was forcibly sold at the gate of the city.

"What catches your eyes?"

"I think it's very interesting. It's much more lively than Danzhou."

"That's right, but it's much more dangerous. Didn't I teach you a lesson just at the gate of the city?" Xuan Mo chuckled and raised his eyebrows suddenly.

The carriage was handed over?
Sure enough, the next moment someone came to announce that a rather effeminate middle-aged man started to drive, and the red-armored knight stepped back.

"Teacher, what did you notice?" Fan Xian was also a little surprised, and subconsciously asked Xuan Mo.

"Changing the road is naturally because the road ahead is bumpy. Changing the road makes it easier to walk." Xuan Mo didn't say clearly that several women had been killed in the alley they were about to walk to just now.

It seemed that it was going to be unfavorable to Fan Xian, but it was detected in advance and resolved.

(End of this chapter)