"Can the life-saving medicine Wen Ya gave me erase people's memories?" Fang Zilan asked bluntly, but Awan looked confused, "What are you talking about? What are you erasing memories?"

"Don't you know?" Fang Zilan just woke up and was still muddy, with no expression on her face. However, the chill in her eyes made Awan feel creepy, "What do I know? You..."

"If you don't know, go check it." Fang Zilan interrupted her without hesitation, took out a celadon bottle from her arms and threw it to her, "Don't tell anyone that you are helping me check the medicine, including Gongzi and Wen Ya. If a third person knows, you will be responsible for the consequences."

Awan stared at the person in front of her, feeling both familiar and unfamiliar. What was familiar was that the chill in her eyes was no different from the murderer Zixiu who had been cruel and ruthless. What was strange was that she had not seen such a look for a long time, so long that she almost forgot that the person in front of her was the killer Zixiu.

"Fang Zilan, are you stimulating?" Awan waved her hand in front of her eyes. She rolled her eyes and did not answer the words. Instead, she said whatever she thought of, "What are you talking to Lin Jian just now?"

Awan couldn't turn around for a moment, and then replied obediently: "It's nothing. I want to know what happened in the Lin family village after I fell asleep that day. Lin Jian refused to tell me. I don't know when he was so stubborn?"

Fang Zilan was stunned, "Go and call him in, I have something to say to him."

Awan hesitated for a moment, and finally called Lin Jian obediently, but he never thought that after Lin Jian came in, Fang Zilan drove her out.

Awan glared at Fang Zilan angrily, then took a teacup from the table and stuffed it into her hand, "You are just awake, please be careful, I don't have the ability to save you too many times."

After saying that, she turned around and left. Fang Zilan looked at her back and couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips, but she felt that her whole face was extremely stiff, showing a strange expression.

Seeing her expression like this, Lin Jian couldn't help but be scared, "Sir Fang, are you looking for me?"

Fang Zilan simply turned cold, picked up the teacup with her body stiffly, took a sip, and her whole movement was like a puppet. She could even hear her bones creaking, and she felt sad for no reason.

Lin Jian let her move, but he didn't dare to speak again. After a while, he heard her say, "Who have you ever revealed anything about Su Yuexi?"

"No." Lin Jian's head shook like a rattle. Fang Zilan stared at him until there was sweat dripping from his forehead that she restrained her eyes and nodded slightly, "It's great that you keep your mouth shut. I owe you a favor."

"Master Fang?" Lin Jian looked at her blankly and blurted out: "Master Fang doesn't have to do this, I just..."

"I said I owe you a favor, that's what I owe." Fang Zilan interrupted him without hesitation, "I can do something for you. In exchange, you have to bring Su Yuexi's affairs into the coffin, and you are not allowed to mention them again in this life."

Lin Jian widened his eyes and said in disbelief: "Mr. Fang is serious? Can you really do something for me?"

Fang Zilan nodded and saw him kneeling straight in front of her, "I have something to ask Lord Fang now."

"You have thought about it, I will only do one thing for you." Fang Zilan's hand holding the teacup tightened, and she knew it.

Sure enough, Lin Jian said, "Mr. Fang, I beg you to avenge my dead brothers. No matter who is behind them, don't let them go."

"I can't do this now." Fang Zilan's voice lowered a little, and Lin Jian's heart sank. His expression suddenly became much darker, and he opened his mouth but said nothing.

Is even her powerless, his brother destined to die in peace in this life?

"But..." Fang Zilan said slowly: "In ten years, I will help you achieve it and give you an explanation."

"Ten years?" Lin Jian repeated it, and Fang Zilan sighed lightly and said, "Do you think ten years are too long?"

Lin Jian remained silent. Fang Zilan bit her lip. She originally wanted to say that she was in her lifetime, but then she thought that Lin Jian didn't know how many years she could live, so she was just asking for trouble when she said it. It would be better to just say it for ten or eight years.

Now, looking at Lin Jian’s reaction, ten years have been a bit long. I had known that it would have been eight years. She was thinking in her heart, but she heard Lin Jian say, “It doesn’t last long. As long as you can take revenge, ten years are nothing.”

Upon hearing this, Fang Zilan said indifferently: "My ugly words are ahead, ten years are neither long nor short, and anything may happen during this period. Maybe the person behind me dies before I take revenge, maybe you will have a change of thoughts and lose your grudges in two years. But in any case, your brother will not come back, and you cannot regret it. Are you sure that you want me to avenge your dead brother?"

After hearing her words, Lin Jian couldn't help but lower his head, and after a while, he looked up at her, "I don't know what will happen in ten years, but I know that I must avenge them."

Fang Zilan looked at him thoughtfully, and saw a hint of hesitation flashing in his expression and his voice became lighter, "However, since anything can happen in ten years, if Lord Fang, you have any accident..."

He didn't continue to say that Fang Zilan thought that this thing was really evil. Once he thought of it, he would look for it if he didn't look for others, and he really couldn't even hide it.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Lin Jian was afraid that she would regret it, and even more afraid that she would be displeased to kill him. He quickly kowtowed and knelt down righteously: "Master Fang, you..."

"I have accepted your sound, and I have agreed to this." Fang Zilan intercepted his words, with a deep sense of oppression in his eyes, "Don't worry, even if I die in ten years, I will crawl out of the coffin, get this done, and it will not be too late to go to hell again."

Lin Jian was so shocked by her words that she couldn't react. She was also stunned. Going to hell?

The person who vaguely applied medicine to her in his dream said, "Zi Xiu, if you go to the underworld, you must go to the eighteenth floor of hell to roll onto the eighteenth floor. Just your hands will probably be fried in the oil pan."

At that time, she smiled indifferently, but she heard the man continue, "But don't be afraid, since I have become your accomplice, I will definitely accompany you."

The children around them occasionally heard it and came over, "Where are Sister Xiu going? I want to go too..."

Memories surged, and Fang Zilan felt that her headache seemed to explode, and suddenly shrank into a ball.

Seeing this, Lin Jian stood up at a loss, "Sir Fang, what's wrong with you?"

"Go..." Fang Zilan tried his best to pull out a few words from his throat, "Go, look for, ah, Wan."

Lin Jian finally heard her words clearly, and immediately ran out to find Awan. When Awan saw her appearance, she secretly called out in her heart, but she still insisted on calming her face and told Lin Jian to help her find some medicinal herbs.

Lin Jian left with a sound, and Awan sat in front of her, "Fang Zilan, please calm down and don't think too much."

Ten years ago, I didn't know you...

Ten years later, we are friends...

Fang Zilan: I feel like I’m about to sing it out…
Chapter completed!