Chapter 23 Follow-Up

The spring water murmured.

Fang Yuan sat by the stream, while cleaning the wound on his body, while thinking about this action, to see if there were any flaws left.

"I killed Song Zhigao in one fell swoop. I originally wanted to cut off the Song family's arm, but I didn't expect Song Yujie to be there, so we had to kill them together!"

Fang Yuan didn't have the slightest regret for killing Song Yujie.

On the contrary, if his martial arts were high enough at that time, even if Elder Song Zhong was there, he would still be able to kill him!

Since he is already a mortal enemy, how can there be any reason not to kill the grass?

"Except for Song Zhigao, in a short period of time, it can be said that you can rest easy...just..."

Fang Yuan frowned slightly.

He knew very well that it was nothing to kill Song Zhigao, but Song Yujie also died here, which would definitely arouse the wrath of Song Zhong and even the entire Gui Lingzong.

Once discovered, it will definitely end in immortality.

After some careful thinking, Fang Yuan has already decided that he has not left any flaws.

After all, in the deep valley, there are a large number of alibi witnesses, and when he came out, he had never met anyone face to face.

As for the Black Sand Palm? That would be even more ridiculous. In the entire Qinghe County, there are eight hundred if not one thousand warriors who have practiced Black Sand Palm.

Besides, the time for him to obtain the secret book is so short, could it be possible that he will be able to master martial arts immediately, to the point of killing Song Yujie? I'm afraid even Lin Yuanwai himself doesn't believe it!

'So, for the time being, as long as nothing goes wrong on the other side of the valley, I'm safe...'

Fang Yuan applied Jinchuang medicine on his chest, put on his coat, and moved around again. He found that apart from the pain in the wound, it didn't affect the specific activities, so he couldn't help but nodded.

"Of course, in this world, there are still many methods that I don't know about, so I can't be careless..."

Fang Yuan warned himself silently in his heart.

In this world, warriors are just the mysterious side of power that ordinary people come into contact with the most, and besides warriors, there are countless legends about spiritual masters, magicians, alchemists, and even monsters, gods and strange tales. , not necessarily without cause.

Perhaps, there are one or two methods that I can't imagine, and I can discover the secret.

"Of course... Song Zhong doesn't have that much face, even returning to the Spirit Sect is a bit embarrassing... So, I still have time! I must hurry up and improve."

At this time, he was helpless and his martial arts were low, so naturally anyone could step on him.

But what if he is Wu Zong, or even the legendary Spiritualist Immortal? Not to mention Song Zhigao, even Song Yujie would kill if he said so, so what dare Song Zhong do?

In the final analysis, it is still strength!

At this time, the strength is insufficient, and an amulet is very important.

Fang Yuan looked at the sun, ran along the mountain road, and came to the back of the valley.

"Clack!"

With a flash of white shadow, the figure of Huahu Mink suddenly appeared, giggling, and stretched out its head again, letting Fang Yuan dawdle, its little paws kept gesticulating.

"Oh, didn't it move at all?"

Knowing what Huahu Diao meant, Fang Yuan heaved a sigh of relief.

If the Zhou family and the Lin family were restless and discovered the secrets of Yougu, or broke through and found Fang Yuan missing, then he would absolutely say nothing at this time, and immediately flee to the end of the world with Huahu Diao.

It's not like he can't grow a spiritual seed or something, so how can his life be important?

But now, everything is developing according to Fang Yuan's plan.

"Well, I'm sorry for you!"

After dismissing the Huahu mink, Fang Yuan immediately escaped into the secret passage and came to the stone room.

Master Zhou is also very important, if this guy dies, it will still be difficult for him to continue to gain a foothold.

With this feeling in mind, Fang Yuan lit the oil lamp, and immediately saw a bluish-black face with tumors and pus on the stone couch.

At first glance, it seems that Master Zhou has died of poisoning.

When Fang Yuan saw it, he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's done!"

I know that although Master Zhou looks scary at this time, he has almost saved his life.

The poison of a lover's intoxication penetrates deep into the bone marrow, and it is difficult to show symptoms on the outside. After a long time, the poison is incurable.

But now that the poison is exposed, it is a symbol of being forced out.

"But judging from this appearance, the poisoning is deep enough, I'm afraid it can't be done in a day or two!"

Seeing this, Fang Yuan shook his head, gave Master Zhou another pill of Yama Tie, immediately cut open his arm, pricked the acupuncture point with silver needles, and released poisonous blood.

After tossing like this for half an hour, Master Zhou's breath became completely stable, the pustules on his face disappeared, and there was a faint trace of blood, and he was rescued.

"call……"

Fang Yuan wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, and also heaved a sigh of relief.

If he had to rely on Zhou's family's evidence to issue an alibi for himself, he wouldn't have laid such a heavy stake on Master Zhou in one go.

The amount of poisonous dragon grass is not much, and the number of Yanwangtie is limited, and he practices the black sand palm to extract toxins, and he also needs the support of Yanwangtie.

'It's so cheap you old boy...'

Fang Yuan said silently in his heart, pressed the button, and opened the stone door of the meditation room.

Click! Click!

Accompanied by the sound of the shutter, the huge stone door the size of a millstone automatically moved to the side, and the dazzling sunlight fell down.

"Little layman, what's the matter!"

Outside, brothers and sisters Zhou Wenwu, Zhou Wenxin, and Lin Benchu ​​were all waiting anxiously, their faces full of uneasiness.

"all the best!"

Fang Yuan naturally took care of everything at this time, let Zhou Wenwu go in, and carried out Mr. Zhou who had already been dragged back from the gate of hell.

"He's fine, remember to prescribe some warming and tonic medicine, after a period of cultivation, he will be back to normal!"

The poison of a lover's intoxication is not only like maggots on tarsal bones, but it has been growing stronger with the help of those great tonic medicines.

Therefore, the Zhou family tried their best to find some precious medicinal materials for Mr. Zhou to enjoy, which was completely urging their lives.

Fang Yuan also knew from this that there must be an inner ghost in the Zhou family.

However, he has no friendship with the Zhou family, so there is no need to mention this.

"I also ask the little layman to be merciful and let the old man stay here for a few days!"

Zhou Wenwu checked it hastily, with joy on his face, and saluted.

"Okay, but outside the valley, I like quiet and don't want to be disturbed!"

Fang Yuan touched his chin, nodded and agreed.

Now that he has taken over to save people, he must save them to the end, otherwise if he returns to Zhou's house and is assassinated again, who will be to blame?

"Haha, my nephew's medical skills are not inferior to that of Layman Wenxin!"

Member Lin looked beaming and authentic, with a little regret in his heart.

"Well, I'm already tired today, everyone, take your time!"

Fang Yuan flicked his sleeves, showing the intention of chasing people away.

In normal times, everyone would only think that this young man is too bold and reckless, but now facing a genius doctor who can raise the dead and bones, they immediately felt a lot of awe, and immediately retreated from the valley, with a rather respectful demeanor.

After all, Mr. Zhou's hands still fell on Fang Yuan, even if they were not sure that they would not be injured and sick in the future, and they would ask Fang Yuan's head one day, so they were extremely polite.

After all the troublemakers left, Fang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, with such a large number of witnesses, not talking about Song Yujie, whether Elder Song can suspect him is another matter. Even if there is doubt, these are enough to dispel it.

...

Green Leaf City.

Before the ruins.

"Jay?"

Elder Song is in his fifties, and Song Yujie is a good old man to him, and he cherishes it very much.

Hearing the news of the upheaval at this time, he didn't even care about the help at hand, so Pegasus rushed over and looked at the ruins of Song Zhigao's mansion with a dazed expression.

"Elder Song, all the maids and servants in the previous mansion have been brought here, not a few of them!"

A dozen or so Gui Lingzong disciples bowed, revealing a group of maids and servants who were cowering behind them.

Although Fang Yuan murdered and set fire that day, he did not kill innocent people indiscriminately. Many servants robbed the master's house of gold and silver, and were going to fly away.

But at this time, none of them landed here, which shows the amazing energy in Song Zhong's hands.

"Speak! Tell me everything that happened that day!"

Song Zhong's face is calm, his eyelids are drooping, and his tone is indifferent, but it is very easy to think of the calm before the storm.

"Elder Song, please forgive me!"

A group of maids and servants were crying and begging for mercy: "It was a bamboo hat man who came in and killed Song Zhigao, and Mr. Song, it has nothing to do with us!"

"Yujie...is dead?!"

Song Zhong murmured in disbelief, and immediately waved his hand, bursting with vigor.

Puff!

More than a dozen big holes exploded on the body of the talking boy, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

"Since Yujie is dead, why are you alive?"

Song Zhong murmured, and immediately recruited a disciple: "Song San, I adopted you, and I love you the most. Go down immediately and torture these people severely. I want everything from that bamboo hat man!"

"Obey, master!"

Song San looked solemn, but there was a little ecstasy in his heart.

After all, Song Yujie was there to block many people's opportunities.

At this time, he was sure of death, and the opportunity to wait for his apprentice came.

If he can inherit the mantle and legacy of Song Zhong, it will be a skyrocket!

‘That murderer, even though I don’t know where you are, I still want to thank you...Since you’ve helped me once, then help me a second time, use your head to pave the way for me to rise to the top! '

Song San grinned grimly in his heart, but on the surface, he still showed a solemn and sad attitude, clenched his fists: "We must avenge the revenge of the junior brother!"

"Um!"

Song Zhongren was mature and sophisticated, he waved Song San down, but a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

Do you really think he doesn't know the thoughts of these disciples? It's just that they are still needed at this time, so I have to be patient.

The top priority now is to avenge Yujie!

'Yujie was taught by me personally, his martial arts has reached four levels, and he is proficient in Guiling swordsmanship and heart formula. Even if he encounters ordinary five levels in the world, he can fight well. How could he die? How can you die? '

Looking at the ruins, Song Zhong murmured in his heart: "Could it be that some of my previous enemies deliberately set up a trap?"

In any case, he could never have imagined that Song Yujie's death was actually full of accidents, but at this moment, the more he thought about it, the more he set his sights on several of his old enemies.