Celebrating more than two years of peace in the world

Chapter 267
Feng Tianba's filial piety is true.

The old man who was sick in bed, his legs were completely rotten, his hands were very dry, and he didn't have any strength to support his body. He was lying on the bed, and Feng Tianba brought out the foul-smelling spittoon. Only then did he refill the kettle next to his father and clean up the dirty food residue on the bed. He did it meticulously, without any hesitation in his hands, and there was no trace of disgust in his eyes.

Such a filial person should not be a bad person.

If it was the former Fan Xian, he would definitely think so.

But now he understands his position and the importance of the team.

In the world of crows, swans are also guilty. Good and bad do not depend on the definition of this world, but on oneself. In Fan Xian's world, the people who want him to die are all bad people, but in the world of so-called bad people ?

Fan Xian didn't want to think about it.

Feng Tianba had almost cleaned up, so he invited Fan Xian and others to come in. He sat on those beds that had just been cleaned but still smelled sour, and held his father's hand without any look of disdain. Only then did Fan Xian realize that Feng Tianba was really strong.

The copper-colored muscles were exposed in the tattered clothes. Although he is not tall and his body is not that strong, he can see the strength in his arms, which is much stronger than the average ninth-rank master. Just a notch.

"You...you...are..." The old man was very tired, his expression was lonely, but when he saw Fan Xian enter, his eyes lit up, this look told Fan Xian that the old man seemed to know him, but Fan Xian knew , I have never seen this old man from beginning to end.

"My name is Fan Xian." Fan Xian said calmly, "Vice-President of the Jingdu City Supervisory Council."

The old man was not timid, he must have heard of the Overwatch Council, but for someone like him who has been a farmer all his life, the Overwatch Council is too far away from him, and it is not something he can understand at all, so he just looked blankly. Cai said, "Grass people...Master Jian Guo..."

"No need." Fan Xian said, not being very kind, just standing where he was. He looked at the old man in front of him, and slowly closed his eyes. After a while, he still couldn't hold back, and walked to the front of the bed. , He reached out and put his hand on the old man's wrist.

The pulse condition was very weak, extremely weak. Fan Xian understood that this was the pulse condition that would only appear when people were about to die. The old man in front of him was only in his early fifties and less than 60 years old, and his body was so broken that he With a sigh, he stood up.

"My lord...thank you..." The old man said with emotion, "It's just that my lord is more like one of my...an old friend, so I took a few more glances..."

Fan Xian was not interested in his old friend, so he asked randomly, "You asked him to bring that poem to the capital?"

The old man was startled. He looked at Fan Xian, "Yes...my lord...do you know this poem?"

"Aren't you afraid of beheading?" Fan Xian asked the old man.

"Hehe..." the old man sighed, "In this life, I only want to repay my kindness. If I don't find my benefactor, even living is meaningless."

"I know this poem." Fan Xian admitted.At this moment, he was ready to kill. Once the other party showed any clues, Fan Xian would not hesitate to kill the person in front of him, because the temple must be behind them.

But this time, Fan Xian was wrong.

Because after receiving Fan Xian's words, the old man uttered three words, three words that made Fan Xian different.

"Ye Qingmei..." The old man looked at Fan Xian.

Fan Xian's eyes widened a little, and his expression changed.

That is, the moment Fan Xian's expression moved, the old man smiled gratifiedly.

"Sure enough... Sure enough... Missy is right... Hahaha... This life... is worth it!" The old man laughed loudly, and he coughed immediately after this smile. Fan Xian's eyes also changed from awe before to a little kindness.

"Tianba." The old man said in a low voice.

"In..." Feng Tianba said in a low voice.

"Do you still remember the three chapters of the agreement between Dad and you?" the old man asked.

"Of course I remember." Feng Tianba said.

"Tell me about it for Dad." A trace of pride appeared on the old man's face at this moment.

"First, before my father passed away, you can't use the martial arts taught by Aunt Ye, you can't do anything, you can't attack others, even if you are beaten to death, you can't reveal the secret." Feng Tianba stuttered in his speech on weekdays, but When I recited it, I didn't get stuck at all, obviously I said it many times.

"Second, after you meet your benefactor, you can't let him get into trouble, you can't let your benefactor get hurt, you have to protect him like your father."

"Third, benefactor gave birth to me, benefactor died and benefactor died, benefactor asked me to do what benefactor asked me to do, benefactor didn't let me do so much, benefactor didn't let me do so much, benefactor let me live, benefactor let me live, benefactor let me live I die, I die."

The old man looked at Feng Tianba, stroked his hand, and said softly, "That is, your benefactor."

Fan Xian was dumbfounded.

He didn't believe it at first, because the relationship between Ye Qingmei and himself is now known all over the world, and the temple also knows about it. If they plan to start from here, it is not impossible to make Fan Xian take it lightly, but in the end Fan Xian When I believed the two, it was because the old man tremblingly took out a book from his arms.

Domineering and infuriating.

When Fan Xian took the book, he was shocked. First of all, he was absolutely sure that the book was at least written by Ye Qingmei. He had seen his mother's handwritten letter, and the handwriting was turned into ashes. He recognized them all, so when he picked up the book at this moment, he understood that the person in Mingqian was the person her mother arranged for him.

My wife is amazing.

Fan Xian has always known that Domineering Zhenqi has other dossiers. When he opened it, the word "中" on it made him understand the meaning of this technique.

I practiced the first volume, but now Feng Tianba is practicing the middle volume, and all the cultivation methods of the first volume are written in the middle volume, so according to this, the second volume is of course the whole volume.

"Kowtow." The old man said.

Without the slightest reluctance, Feng Tianba immediately kowtowed to Fan Xian.

The old man said sadly, "I don't have much time...and you...to explain these things in detail, my lord, you know one thing, my life and Tianba's life are all thanks to Missy, if there is no Missy, I am here Even a prodigy who practiced martial arts would have died long ago in the chaotic wars of those years. We can't witness it in this world, and his mother will be humiliated and die miserably in this world..."

Fan Xian didn't interrupt, but the old man didn't have the strength to continue.

"My lord... all my love is here, um... I will repay you in the next life..."

After saying this, the old man held Feng Tianba's hand tightly, and then slowly fell down.

(End of this chapter)