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Chapter 43 Bandits(1/2)

Bian Dan opened his eyes wide, nodded involuntarily, and said, "Young Master is a great talent."

Yang Fan smiled, neither proud nor self-satisfied. Is there any great talent in this world? How long can you learn as long as you love to learn? This is medicine and martial arts. If you know a little about it, you can have a good conversation.

If he were talking about those poems, books and ancient scriptures, he would be no different from an illiterate.

Bian Dan smiled and said: "By the way, Master, you haven't told me yet, why are you staying in a place like this alone?"

Yang Fan didn't answer but asked: "Why can't I stay alone in a place like this?"

Bian Dan... thought for a moment and said, "Is it because it's dangerous here?"

Yang Fan broke the casserole and asked, "Why is it dangerous?"

"Advancing from Shuinan County, there are thousands of meters of mountains blocking the way. There is only one mountain road that can be entered. When entering Lanling County from the north, it is also surrounded by Feilai Peak. This hundred-mile mountain range is a famous and ferocious bandit line. This

There are three gangs entrenched in this small well, do you think it is dangerous?"

Yang Fan smiled and said: "That's really the bottom of the well."

Bian Dan cursed, this man really knew the key points when he spoke, which sounded both annoying and annoying.

Yang Fan asked: "What are the three gangs?"

Bian Dan said angrily: "Gui Yemen, Beiming Clan, Cheng Jinmen."

Yang Fan said oh, and then asked: "You escaped from the bandits' stronghold, wouldn't they chase you?"

Bian Dan said: "If I don't chase, can I get hurt?"

Yang Fan said lightly: "Yes." and said no more.

Well, so far, Bian Dan has only asked for Yang Fan's name, and doesn't know anything else.

The western mountains cover the sun, and night falls gradually.

Yang Fan and Bian Dan sat speechless, enjoying the tranquility.

In the barren mountains and ridges, gangsters are rampant, and Bian Dan's identity makes Yang Fan suspicious. Although a second-rate mid-level doctor was caught banditing a village to treat people, of course it makes sense, but his behavior after approaching him is really suspicious, and he has to be careful.

, first of all, it looks like he is covered in blood, very

It's terrible. There is indeed no serious injury. Is it strange? Secondly, is it strange that he can still carry a huge amount of money after escaping from the bandit's stronghold, but he stopped running away after being helped by him? Thirdly, the world is dangerous and wealth cannot be leaked, but he

Is it strange that it was missed? Fourthly, do you always ask yourself questions about whether you are on guard or not?

Because of this, Yang Fan didn't want to speak.

As for why Bian Dan doesn’t open his mouth to find a topic? Can you continue chatting with someone who can kill you with just one sentence?

The following is a record of Bian Dan’s efforts to chat and create a harmonious atmosphere:

Bian Dan: "Where are you from? Where are you going?"

Yang Fan: "I came from where I came from and I go to where I am going."



Bian Dan: "How old are you this year?"

Yang Fan: "Early ten years old, less than fifty."



Bian Dan: "Why do you wear a fake beard?"

Yang Fan: "I'm so handsome."



The roast chicken in Yang Fan's hand began to smell fragrant.

Biandan asked tentatively: "Can I eat it?"

Yang Fan turned around and looked at him.

Biandan explained: "I haven't eaten for a day."

Yang Fan pointed his butt towards Bian Dan and handed it directly to him.

Bian Dan: "Thank you!" Bian Dan took a bite and then seemed to remember something, "Master! What should you do?"

Yang Fan waved his hand and said: "You eat what you have and leave me alone."

Bian Dan smiled, you said so, I don't care whether you live or die.

Bian Dan finished the roast chicken in three strokes, five divided by two, the speed and the way he ate it were really unique and amazing.

Yang Fan moved the bonfire silently, lit another bonfire, then took out the knife in his hand and started whittling it.

Bian Dan asked: "What is this for?"

Yang Fan: "Make chopsticks."

Bian Dan: "Why are you making chopsticks?"

Yang Fan looked at Bian Dan and asked, "What can you do with chopsticks? What's the point of asking this question?" He said, "Go to the toilet?!"

Biandan is a bit messy.

But soon, Biandan calmed down and saw Yang Fan digging a few times at the original campfire with a knife, and then took out a piece of mud from the soil.

Just when Bian Dan was confused, Yang Fan had opened the mud ball. For a moment, the air was filled with an alluring fragrance, making people move their index fingers and swallow their saliva.

Yang Fan ate with relish, and Bian Dan swallowed with relish.

Bian Dan smiled and said, "Is it delicious?"

Yang Fan: "Just so so."

Biandan smiled stupidly.

Yang Fan turned his back and continued: "Third in the world."

Well, this clay-coated chicken must have never met Biandan. Biandan grabbed a chicken bone he had just eaten and put it in his mouth. He turned his back and made a move. Out of sight, out of mind.

A tiger roar broke the tranquility of the mountain forest.

Bian Dan shrank his neck and turned to look at Yang Fan, only to see that he was still eating by himself, looking indifferent.

Bian Dan: "There is a tiger."

Yang Fan: "I heard it."

Bian Dan: "Then why don't you act like you don't care?"

Yang Fan: "Because I run faster than you."

Bian Dan...

People really do whatever they fear.

Not long after, a striking white-fronted tiger strutted out of the forest. It was as tall and strong as an ox, with the word "king" on its forehead, black and yellow patterns, a swaying steel tail, and a long white beard. It looked mighty and majestic.

The king of beasts, the beast among kings.

Bian Dan's two legs were fighting, but Yang Fan was as if nothing had happened.

The big insect is a born top-notch expert. He can run as fast as he flies, has a palm force of over a thousand, and a bite force of half a million. Even the force of the tail's whip is several hundred kilograms. It can really kill him if he hits it, but if he bites it, he will die.

Bian Dan remembered what Yang Fan had just said, and he felt that the end was coming.

The big insect was flying back and forth, looking up to the sky and howling loudly. It made the flat eardrums hurt and made me tremble with fear.

Bian Dan went to see Yang Fan again, only to see him pointing at the big insect, then making a hook and shouting: "Come here!"

Bian Dan felt that the world was going crazy because someone was teasing the big insect.

The big insect let out a loud "ouch", opened its giant eyes, and pounced on Yang Fan.

Bian Dan was so frightened that he closed his eyes, not daring to look directly, and couldn't bear to look directly.

I heard a bang in my ears, then a muffled bang, and then no more sound.

Bian Dan carefully opened his eyes and saw Yang Fan standing in front of the big insect, holding a dagger and making gestures.

Bian Dan turned around and moved to a deserted place. He was so frightened by the pee that he almost left his body. No matter how Yang Fan killed him, he should pee first.

Yang Fan was skilled in dissection, and soon he disemboweled the body and took out the tiger skin.

Bian Dan: "Did you kill this?"

Yang Fan smiled and said: "It wasn't me, it was Buddha who killed him."

Bian Dan smiled sarcastically. Bian Dan could tell that Yang Fan had a grudge against him.

Bian Dan smiled and said: "Your sword skills are so fast, and your disembowelling skills are so good."

Yang Fan: "Without him, practice makes perfect."

Tiger is a good thing. Many parts of its body can be used as medicine or medicine. This whole tiger skin alone is worth more than 100 taels. What is the concept? The two golden boys and beautiful girls bought it home for only 40 taels. They are strong laborers.

It's only 60 taels, and the blacksmith and the herb farmer only have 80 taels. It seems like this person... is worse than a dog in peace, and worse than a beast in troubled times.

I was speechless all night, half asleep and half awake until dawn.
To be continued...
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