After leaving the Dali Temple Prison and going outside, it was already completely dark. The trees on the hillside were dense, and the night wind was a bit too cold. After getting on the waiting carriage, we quickly walked from the forested hillside to the market. Fang Zian still felt

It's hard to calm down.

There is another world in the street market in front of you. The night market is brightly lit, men and women are walking back and forth in the market, the shops are crowded, and the bars and restaurants are bustling with people. It is still the bustling Lin'an Night Market. However, who can imagine that in this bustling world

There is another world in the human world. It is gloomy, dark, depressing and terrifying, and the people there live in despair. It is a hell on earth.

Fang Zian couldn't imagine what would happen if he was in such an environment. He might go crazy, or he might lose all hope and lose his desire to live.

Although Fang Zian admired Zhou Junzheng's words very much, Fang Zian disagreed with him on the issue of life and death. In Fang Zian's view, death is a last resort, but if there is hope, one cannot give up. Mr. Hope

He used his own death to spark fire in the hearts of people in the world, but in Fang Zian's view, Mr. Fang was too idealistic. In fact, the vast majority of the men and women in front of him, all living beings in the world, hope to be in peace. This cannot be blamed on them, because they

Just hoping to live peacefully and live out their lives in peace is actually the simplest wish. Most people will never take risks unless they are in desperate situations, like those who assassinated Qin Hui

Things often end up being just talk topics in their mouths. Perhaps from the bottom of their hearts, they do admire these people who dare to take action. Perhaps they will also be in mourning after Mr. Qin and others are killed by Qin Hui. However, they hope to inspire them.

Fighting is unrealistic.

However, Fang Zian couldn't help but admire Zhou Junzheng's deeds. When compared with all other living beings, he would know the difference between superior and inferior, and he would know the nobility of personality and the value of belief. Some people can endure humiliation and live in peace for the rest of their lives, while others are willing to die in exchange for a favor.

Fear of life and death. Of course, people are different. And often the wheel of history is driven by those who stand on the top of the mountain, because they are leaders, pioneers, and people who can see the distance clearly.

From Fang Zian's point of view, of course he still has to continue working hard to rescue him. Although his husband refused to follow his advice to retract his confession, he still couldn't give up. If he failed to convince him this time, he might be able to do so next time. Fang Zian decided that in the past few days,

Come visit again and try again to convince Zhou Junzheng.

…

Back home, it was already the first watch. Zhang Ruomei had prepared dinner and was waiting for Fang Zian under the lamp. When Fang Zian came back, she was very happy and asked Fang Zian to eat while it was hot. She even brought the rice to Fang Zian.

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Fang Zian was in a depressed mood and had no appetite. After a few bites, he put down his chopsticks and stopped eating.

"What's the matter? Is the rice I cooked not delicious? Or is the food not to your liking? I'm sorry, I'm actually not a good cook either. I'm really sorry." Zhang Ruomei said apologetically.

Fang Zian waved his hands and said, "It's none of your business, it's just that I'm in a bad mood."

Zhang Ruomei looked at Fang Zian quietly. In fact, she could tell from Zian's face after entering that the trip was not going well. But Fang Zian didn't say anything, so she couldn't ask more questions.

Fang Zian did not hide anything, and recounted what he had experienced during the trip. Zhang Ruomei was speechless for a long time, and sighed softly: "Let's find an opportunity to persuade Mr. Zhou again. Maybe he will be willing to cooperate next time."

Fang Zian shook his head slightly and said softly: "I always have an ominous premonition.

Sorry, your words today seem to have a farewell meaning, and I’m worried that he will do something bad."

Zhang Ruomei said hurriedly: "Don't think too much. If you don't want to eat, just take a bath and sleep to calm down. I know that it's obviously uncomfortable to go to a place like that. Besides, your teacher is suffering inside."

.When you see me, you will naturally feel even more uncomfortable. Go take a bath, I will boil water for you."

Fang Zian nodded and sighed: "I really need to take a hot bath. I'm still cold all over my body. That place is too scary. Maybe you are right."

While Fang Zian was soaking in the large water tank, Zhang Ruomei put Fang Zian's clothes into the stove and burned them all. The clothes that had been in prison were filled with bad luck, and she wanted to burn them away.

In this way, Fang Zian may feel better.

…

The next morning, Fang Zian woke up early. He had several nightmares that night. He didn't actually sleep well, but he felt much better and his mood calmed down a lot.

After washing up, he took his blunt sword and went to a small open space between the banana trees in the corner of the yard. After flexing his hands and feet, Fang Zian began to practice swordsmanship. This period of time was somewhat neglected, and practicing martial arts can soothe his mood when he is not in a good mood.

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During the years when I was a soldier, due to the special nature of the military, I learned a lot of things. The most important thing was the use of various firearms, close combat techniques and various cold weapon routines. In recent times,

Physical combat and the use of cold weapons are more useful than firearms at certain times. For example, in some special occasions, if you need to control the opponent quietly without making gunshots to alert the enemy, you can use military combat techniques and daggers.

Swords and other cold weapons are used to achieve the purpose. The army usually wears special military long daggers or military short stabs, so Fang Zian bought a blunt sword as a practice weapon, because the blunt sword has both

Because of some characteristics of cold weapons.

After warming up, Fang Zian began to practice dancing with the blunt sword. Over the past three years, he has practiced diligently, and his skin has become more and more perfect. From the beginning, when simple movements such as face kicking and splitting were unable to be completed, he gradually practiced to

It can complete most of the movements. The hard work involved is not obvious to outsiders, but fortunately, Fang Zian knows how to practice, knows all the methods of practice, and has strong willpower, so this skin is no longer the same skin as before.

The bones look soft.

As if he wanted to vent the lingering depression in his heart, Fang Zian became more energetic as he practiced. A blunt sword in his hand sometimes slashed like wind, sometimes stabbed like lightning, with a whistling sound piercing the air.

, the momentum was really impressive. When I got to the peak of my practice, I shouted: 'Death to you old thief!', the long sword flew out from my hand, and hit a banana tree as thick as a bowl in front of me. I heard a huffing sound, and the banana tree responded.

It was broken into two pieces. This is a technique commonly used in the military to throw throwing knives. It is also a skill that special forces must learn to kill opponents at close range.

"Good! Good work." Someone exclaimed.

Fang Zian turned around to look, but it was Zhang Ruomei walking towards him with a smile as bright as a flower.

"Sorry, I woke you up. I couldn't help but yell during this practice." Fang Zian said with a smile.

Zhang Ruomei handed over a cloth and said with a smile: "Wipe your sweat, I woke up a long time ago, it's not like you woke me up.

Fang Zian thanked him and took the towel to wipe his sweat. Zhang Ruomei said: "I've been looking at it for a long time, but I don't know which school your swordsmanship comes from. It seems very messy, but

He thought about it carefully, but his moves were ruthless. It seemed to be a completely fierce attack, but there was no backhand at all. It was extremely fierce and fierce. I have never seen this kind of swordsmanship."

Fang Zian smiled and said: "You are right, these swordsmanship skills are really endless. This is a kind of battlefield fighting skill originated from the army. If you confront you on the battlefield, there will naturally be no room for you, and you will die.

It’s me who dies, so I use all offensive tactics, leaving no room for action. Offense is the best defense. If you can’t subdue your opponent, you will die.”

Zhang Ruomei said in surprise: "Have you ever been in the army?"

Fang Zian shook his head and smiled: "No, it's just a coincidence, I learned it from others."

Zhang Ruomei nodded and said: "I played against you several times that day, and I knew that you were very good at short fighting, but I didn't expect that your swordsmanship was so exquisite. Wouldn't that mean you are an all-rounder in both civil and military affairs? It's really admirable."

Fang Zian waved his hand and said with a smile: "Don't take it seriously, these are just trivial skills of mine. You have studied martial arts in Wuyi Mountain for ten years, and your martial arts skills must be much higher than mine. When I practice swordsmanship in front of you, isn't it like showing off a big sword in front of Guan Gong? Another day

When you have time, let's have a good competition in martial arts. I really want to see your kung fu."

Zhang Ruomei smiled and said: "Why change the date? I can compete with my cousin now."

Fang Zian smiled and said: "It can't be done now, I have to go out."

Zhang Ruomei said: "What? Is it because of Chief Zhou Shan?"

Fang Zian nodded and said: "Yes. Yesterday, the teacher refused to listen to my suggestion. I must inform the person who helped me about this. Let's see what the next step is. This matter is very urgent."

Zhang Ruomei heard this and said hurriedly: "What my cousin said is absolutely true. This matter cannot be delayed. If you need Ruomei's help, cousin just ask."

Fang Zian nodded and said: "That's natural, but for now you still need to hide your traces, so you don't need to worry about this matter. Stay at home with peace of mind. If there is any need for your help, I won't be polite."

…

An hour later, Fang Zian was already in Qing Xiqing's garden. Qin Xiqing said that day that the weather was hot recently and she would move to Qing garden for a while, so if you want to find her, you can just come directly to Qing garden.

As expected, Qin Xiqing was in Qing's garden. After hearing the news, Ling'er came out to greet the guests and introduced Fang Zian into the back garden.

As Qin Xiqing said, the scenery in the back garden is even better, with small bridges, flowing water, rockeries, pavilions, fish ponds and flower beds. The layout is also very elegant. The garden is not big, but these elements are carefully matched and it does not seem crowded at all. Instead, there are winding paths leading to quiet places.

The sense of clear layers shows that skilled craftsmen were hired when building the garden, and every detail is full of ingenuity.

Fang Zian had no intention of admiring the beautiful scenery in the garden, and just followed Ling'er along the corridor to a pavilion next to a fish pond. Qin Xiqing was standing on the railing, watching the koi carps swimming around in the fish pond below, and from time to time he would take the koi from his hand.

I grabbed some food from the wooden box and sprinkled it into the water to feed. The koi fish in the water were fighting for it, causing the water to splash everywhere and it was very lively.

"Go up, the girl knows you are coming and has been waiting for you here for a long time." Ling'er said and left.

Fang Zian looked at Qin Xiqing standing above the pavilion and hesitated in his heart. He offended Qin Xiqing with his words that day, and wondered whether Qin Xiqing would think of him.

"Miss Qin, please be polite." Fang Zian stood under the pavilion and shouted with raised voice.
Chapter completed!