Chapter 392

It's not good to be too smart.

Fang Yan is good at forcing Mr. Gong with his friends. It's a big mistake for yanziwu and Mr. Gong.

Originally want to carry a few branches over, the ancients did not play the trick of pleading guilty?

But can the men from yanziwu do such things? Don't you insult your husband and yourself by carrying a few thorns? Mr. a can't do anything to you even if he takes out those thorns, but he wastes his old strength. If you do such a thing, you can make your husband angry.

Fang Yan hesitated again and again, and Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan, the two military strategists, came to the side to make suggestions, and finally decided to apologize with their swords on their backs.

First of all, the sword carries air and looks murderous. It's like the iron men of yanziwu. As soon as Mr. a sees the heart is happy, walking on the road is also easy to be watched by those little girls' pretty wives, who can add points to the appearance.

Second, the weight of sword is heavier than that of Jingtiao, indicating Fang Yan's determination to admit his mistake sincerely. He does not escape, does not fear timidity, did wrong thing to face bravely. If you want to kill or cut, you can do whatever you want. Grandpa goes on - no, no, no, grandson goes on.

Fang Yan has already carried his sword. At the critical moment, Fang Yingxiong asked a question: what if Mr. Fang killed you in a rage?

The third martial nephew of Fang's family was at a loss.

Yes, Mr. Fang Yan has suffered such a heavy loss. What's more, what he did is obviously different from what he always advocated. In a rage, Mr. Fang Yan draws his sword and kills or cuts Fang Yan. What can I do?

This problem has to be considered carefully.

Finally, under the "initiative" proposal of Fang Yingxiong and the "strong" demand of Fang Haohan, Fang Yancai had to reluctantly accept the dishonorable decision and use the props and swords they usually use in games.

There is a mechanism in that sword. If you use it a little, it will break into two parts. In order to express their strong Kung Fu and deep internal strength, they used this kind of props and swords to attack each other. When the two sides were fighting for internal power, the sword in the hands of the little friend suddenly broke into two parts, one part fell to the ground, the other part stabbed the opponent's abdomen. The dead man said in horror before he died: have you learned the skill of breaking the sword?

Fang Yan's face is hot, as if he had been slapped several dozen times in a row.

Now the scene is really not very good-looking.

Fang Yan quickly got up from the ground and explained, "don't be angry, sir. I'm just joking with you. You must be bored and lonely when you live in this deserted village house for a long time. I'm just trying to help you. Please make me smile. "

The old skin on Mr. Fang's face drew. His eyes were gray and staring at Fang Yan. Did you see my smile.

Fang Yan's eyes looked around the room, pulled out a gray iron sword from the corner of the wall, and said: "come on, I'll find a new sword, sir, if you want to kill or cut it, you can do it. Mr. a day is my Mr. a lifetime is my Mr. To die under the sword of my husband, I will die without shaking. "

"That's all." Mr. Fang waved his hand, looked at Fang Yan carefully, and said, "Fang Yan, I understand your mind. I have my thoughts, but you have finally chosen your own way - as I said just now, there is no right or wrong, only fit or not. "

"Whether it is suitable or not can only be known by going on. You have taken our yanziwu forward for a step, then yanziwu can't go back any more, and other people won't allow us to go back. You can only go forward with one strength. Since you take yanziwu out of the first step, then take yanziwu and go on. It's your duty. "

"Sir, am I not suitable? I think I'm too rough in my work, and I don't have a straight face. I can't bear too much pressure. When I'm in danger, I want to turn around and run away - or do you want to change another candidate? I think Bai Xiu is good, mature and steady, broad-minded and outstanding. What's more, all the men and women in yanziwu are obedient to him. If you mention him, you will thumbs up - Bai Xiu is more suitable than me. "

Mr. Fang Yan stares at Fang Yan with sharp eyes and says, "Fang Yan, put away your flowery intestines. Do you think it's useless to use a broken sword to make me angry? You are as like as two peas. Have a temper, have no courage. Ability, less responsibility. Your grandfather has been aggrieved for a lifetime, and the latter half of his life is just suffocating. You, as a grandson, can't argue for him? "

Fang Yan, holding the dusty iron sword in his hand, sighed softly and said, "Sir, I'm afraid I can't bear the heavy responsibility."

"As long as you do your best, who will blame you then?" Mr. a said boldly and domineering. "If you are not satisfied, let him talk to me. See, I don't have to break his head with an iron sword. "

"See, I don't need to break his head with an iron sword." this sentence can only be said by a gentleman. No one else dares to say it, nor is it qualified to say it.

Sir is Sir, Sir of yanziwu.

Mr. Fang clapped Fang Yan on the shoulder and said, "go ahead. You are not alone. Yanziwu will always be your strong backing. As long as I'm alive, I'll support you. "Fang Yan is silent and bows to his husband.

He turned away, generous and tragic.

From today on, from this moment on, he will shoulder another responsibility.

It's a responsibility that can't be seen or touched, but it's so heavy that others can't breathe.

"This boy --" Mr. smiled and shook his head.

"Sir." Bai Xiu appeared in front of Mr. Black hair and white robe, barefoot, at first sight, it looks like a lone soul, wild ghost, crazy man. However, the black hair is too natural and smooth, and the white robe is too plain and clean. The whole person looks gentle and easy to be liked.

"I almost got cheated by this hairy monkey again." Mr. a said proudly. "When you deal with this kid, you have to turn your head a few times - it's always right to think about everything a few times. He can kneel down in the snow for such a long time, without any complaint, but he can't bear the punishment. Do you need to take a broken sword to show shame? He just wanted to make me angry, let me get him aside and choose another person to take the responsibility. I'm not going to let this lazy guy go. This is not, monkey sun still can't escape the palm of Buddha's hand? "

"Sir is like a sea of wisdom. There is no hiding in his little means." Bai Xiu said flatteringly.

"What wisdom is like the sea?" Mr. a waved his hand and said humbly. The longer you live, the more awe you have for life. "It's just that you've lived a few years longer, watched more, listened more - that's all."

"Sir, Fang Yan has taken away your Qingyun sword." Said Bai Xiu.

"When?" asked the gentleman, astonished

"When I bowed to you affectionately just now." Said Bai Xiu.

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" would you like to get it back, sir? " Bai Xiu asked.

"That's all." Said the gentleman, waving his hand. "With the help of good wind, he sent me to Qingyun ---- this Qingyun sword has been with me for decades, and has never gone out of its sheath. Give it to him, and send him straight to Qingyun."

Bai Xiu smiled and said, "I really like Fang Yan, sir."

"He takes advantage of you and makes you speechless. Can such a boy be disliked? It's really cheaper for smart people to survive in this world. "

"Yes." Bai Xiu nodded. He took a cool sea bowl from his hand, scalded it with boiling water, poured a bowl of hot water into his hand, and said, "drink less tea and more water. You just entrusted Fang Yan with such an important responsibility. Don't you want to live a few years longer to see where he can take the swallow dock? "

He patted Bai Xiu on the back of his hand and said, "this kid is smart, but smart people are too easy to go to extremes. If there is danger in the swallow dock, stop him. "

"I understand, sir." Bai Xiu nodded heavily. "Yanziwu is Fangyan's yanziwu and also my yanziwu."

The gentleman smiled and said, "I'm tired of fighting with that kid for wisdom and courage. Go ahead, I'll lie down and have a rest. "

Bai Xiu didn't leave immediately, but helped to light the firewood first. He helped him to lie on the chair and put a mat on his body. Then he closed the wooden door and left.

Creak -

the wooden door is covered, and the man lying on the chair opens his eyes.

In the light of the fire, his pupils sparkled with colorful brilliance. The eyes are deep and deep, like the boundless snow field outside the hut, like the starry sky that covers the whole earth.

This is an old man with wisdom and experience.

"These young people" he looked at the fire in front of him and said softly: "I hope this is the blessing of yanziwu -"

Fang Yan walked back happily like a thief with a green cloud sword, but he met a woman in black who was throwing a snowball into the pool by the pond at the door of his home.

A woman grabs a handful of white snow from the snow under her feet, pinches it hard, and a smooth ball appears in the palm of her hand.

She threw the ball towards the ice of the pond, and it glided forward on the ice.

This is a small game that Fang Yan taught her. Yanziwu is not a prosperous place. There is no bar or KTV, but the children naturally have their own unique skills of chasing girls, which is not inferior to those of the children in the city.

Fang Yan looked at her back for a while and thought it would be better not to have any contact with her. Holding a sword, she is ready to pass quietly through the arris behind her.

"Do you pretend not to know me or not to see me?" The woman suddenly turned around, smiling at Fang Yan who was ready to run away.

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