Ding Fan spoke word by word and hummed, "Then, I'll throw you off the balcony and kill you once and for all to avoid future troubles."
"There is no need to write a suicide note, I have no relatives, and there is no need to explain my funeral arrangements."
While talking, Lan Shan suddenly felt under the pillow and found a fruit knife in her hand. She jumped up from the bed and stabbed Ding Fan in the chest with all her strength.
However, Lan Shan only felt her wrist go numb, and the fruit knife in her hand was gone!
She saw a man's furious face, and then she fell onto the bed again. The man also jumped up and sat heavily on her waist, with the tip of the fruit knife right under her eyeballs.
"Shameless!" Ding Fan opened his mouth and cursed.
"My skills are inferior to those of others. I admit defeat. Come on, gouge out my eyes. Do you dare?" Lan Shan's chest heaved violently and her teeth chattered loudly. It felt like they were about to fall off, but she looked like she was risking her life.
Ding Fan took a few deep breaths, threw the fruit knife aside, jumped off Lan Shan, and sat on the sofa chair next to him, without saying anything for a long time.
Lan Shan maintained her original posture, with her body exposed and motionless, but tears slowly flowed down from the corners of her eyes.
"Cry your ass!" Ding Fan cursed angrily.
"None of your business!" Lan Shan said louder.
Hey! Ding Fan sighed and said displeasedly, "In order to complete the task assigned by Ma San, you can even risk your life. It's stupid and pathetic!"
"It has nothing to do with Third Master. It's because I really want to kill you, no matter the cost." Lan Shan looked straight at the ceiling.
"We are strangers. Where does the hatred between us come from? Did I kill your parents or dig up your family's ancestral graves?" Ding Fan asked disdainfully.
"Don't pretend to be confused, your master killed my parents for you. I was only six years old at the time. I lost my parents overnight and could only run barefoot in the wilderness. How desolate and helpless it was." Lan Shan's eyes welled up.
She shed big tears, but she didn't wipe them away and let them fall on the sheets.
"Wait, how does it relate to my master? When you were six years old, I should have just been born and didn't understand anything." Ding Fan was completely stunned and completely confused.
Looking carefully at Lan Shan's face, it turns out that she lost her parents when she was six years old. Moreover, her parents died unexpectedly, leaving two faint gray marks in the parents' palace.
"I don't want to say it!" Lan Shan said stubbornly.
"I will never tolerate you putting a shit basin on my master's head. If you don't make it clear tonight, it will never be as simple as death. I will make your life worse than death and suffer the most inhuman torture until the last bit of energy is exhausted."
Strength." Ding Fan issued the most serious warning.
"Since I want to kill you, I have already put my own life and death at risk!"
"Well, I'll have people find the photos of your parents and torture you in front of them. Let them see that instead of taking revenge, my daughter was killed by her enemies! Hey!" Ding Fan crossed his legs.
Lan Shan's body shook suddenly. Her parents were the eternal pain in her heart. She only lived to avenge them. She cursed for a long time, "Humph, your master, Taoist Shenxuan, is sanctimonious and a heinous bastard."
"Don't curse, speak clearly, and don't force me to do anything."
Ding Fan simply stood up and sat on the edge of the bed. When he met Ding Fan's cold gaze, Lan Shan felt a chill all over her body and couldn't help but shudder. Then she let out a long sigh and said bitterly, "Okay, let you admit it."
Clearly, who is your master?"
"I really want to know." Ding Fan nodded.
"I want to smoke."
"casual!"
Lan Shan sat up, touched the cigarette case on the bedside, took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a few big puffs before slowly telling an old story.
She was born in Lanhe Village. She remembers that her parents were not farmers. They had no jobs but always had money to spend. They loved her in every way and regarded her as the apple of their eye. She never lacked what others did not have.
My parents have been researching some strange medicinal materials, but they are not doctors. They have never treated anyone, and they rarely even interact with the villagers.
The days were peaceful until one day, a Taoist priest in his fifties suddenly came to the house. He had a kind face and kind eyes. His parents called him Taoist Shenxuan. They treated him warmly and treated him as an honored guest.
Taoist Shenxuan said that his most important disciple has been born and will be accepted into his family in twelve years. However, this disciple is weak and sick and needs two resurrection pills.
Hearing this, Ding Fan stirred up a storm in his heart. He was chosen as the disciple by his master right after he was born. This seemed to prove that sentence, everything was destined to be certain.
Ding Fan did remember that after being brought to Fuyun Mountain by his master, he had taken two red pills. Unexpectedly, they turned out to be extremely rare resurrection pills. Since then, Ding Fan's weak physique has been completely improved, and his body has become exceptionally strong.
He is strong, free from all kinds of diseases, and his practice has grown rapidly, which makes all his fellow disciples envious.
"Lan Shan, wait a minute, you were only six years old at that time, how could you remember so clearly?" Ding Fan asked.
"Hmph, I have a very good memory. Master Shenxuan also bought me some candies. They were quite high-end. It was so disgusting. I even ate a lot of them." Lan Shan snorted.
"Are you sure what you heard was the Resurrection Pill?" Ding Fan confirmed again.
"I'm sure I've seen it before. It's a small red pill. My parents kept it locked in the cabinet as a treasure. They even said once that it was left for me. In the end, you probably took it!" Lan Shan
said angrily.
"Did you see with your own eyes that my master took away those two pills?" Ding Fan continued to ask.
"No, but my parents didn't want to give it. They kept refusing and asked me to go out to play first. I ate candy, caught dragonflies and grasshoppers outside, and didn't come back until it was almost dark. As a result, I saw my parents lying on the ground.
, looking like he was about to die, my father used his last strength and told me to run as far as I could. I was so frightened that I ran out crying. When I reached a hill, I turned around and it was already home.
Devoured by fire!"
At this point, Lan Shan covered her face and burst into tears. This was the saddest memory of her childhood and a scar that could never be healed.
Ding Fan remained silent until twenty minutes later. Lan Shan stopped her tears, clenched her fists and cursed: "Master Shenxuan, he killed my parents with sworn hatred, and all this is for you! Ding Fan
, was it wrong for me to chase you?"
Ding Fan handed Lan Shan a cigarette, and she took it and lit it. There were still tears of unwillingness in her eyes. She was desperate. Not to mention seeking revenge from Taoist Shenxuan, even Ding Fan, his disciple, couldn't beat him now.
"Lan Shan, you didn't see my master at the scene of the crime. The murder and arson may not have been his fault. Also, I am not talking to the master. There is no need for him to do such an extreme thing just because of two pills."
Ding Fan said.
"Huh, my family lives two miles away from the village. There are usually no people there. He must be an old Taoist from Shenxuan. He asked for the treasure but failed, so he got evil thoughts and was despicable!"