Fang Ping's eyes suddenly turned cold, and with a thought, he slapped Zheng Shuang on the mouth, slapping him to pieces. Like an angry beast, he said in a low and fierce voice, "This slap is for
The second village owner taught you a lesson. If anyone dares to talk nonsense again, I will slap his mouth to pieces! How can you slander the innocence of the second village owner?"
Everyone watched Fang Ping take out this slap, and they felt helpless in their hearts. When Fang Ping moved his palm, they felt that this slap could not be stopped at all. If it was slapped on their mouth, it would be the same.
Can't avoid it.
Zheng Shuang was slapped so hard that he fell to the ground and passed out. His teeth were covered with blood and he spit out blood. Half of his face was swollen. Such a cruel scene made several other alchemists stay silent and did not dare to do it again.
Voice.
Guo Ke has a small amount of strength, so he needs to be more courageous. He is used to being aloof, and has developed a majestic aura in his heart, so he was not intimidated, but continued, "The young master of the second village,
At that time, she left the master's school and got married. Who among the older generation in the medicine village didn't know about it? But later, for some reason, she came back alone. But look at her coquettish and charming appearance, how did she look like a serious lady?
Maybe he did something immoral and was kicked out of his husband's family."
"Shut up! You bastard!" Fang Ping yelled, and he rushed in front of Guo Ke. He raised his hand and slapped Guo Ke's cheek. His sleeves slapped the air violently, making a crackling sound. His palms
The wind was so strong that it hurt the faces of the people next to me.
After all, Guo Ke was a person who had achieved a small level of strength through cultivation. As soon as he felt the fierce wind blowing from his face, his inner breath surged in his dantian, and he immediately cupped his palms and twisted them around Fang Ping's arms.
And go.
Fang Ping snorted coldly and stepped straight into the palace. His body squeezed and leaned against each other, like an iron mountain moving sideways. The pressure forced Guo Ke to lose his footing and keep retreating.
Fang Ping clenched his left hand into a fist, swung it out against his waist, and smashed Guo Ke's entwined palms apart. He swung his right palm out, hitting Guo Ke's face impartially.
"Pa", Guo Ke was whipped around several times in the air and fell into the nearby vegetation. Several other people looked at each other with panic on their faces, hesitating in their hearts whether to rush over to rescue Guo Ke or not.
Stop his bleeding and heal his injuries.
Fang Ping's cold eyes swept across the faces of the other people and said, "Whoever dares to say a bad word about the second village owner again, I will kill him on the spot!"
These pharmacists did not expect that Fang Ping's martial arts was so powerful. Guo Ke, who had already reduced his strength, had no power to fight back in front of him and could not resist any of his moves. At this time, they lowered their heads and remained silent, not daring to move.
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Fang Ping knew that the matter was difficult to resolve, so he turned around and walked to where He Qingyuan lived. He first reported the matter to He Qingyuan and He Zhiheng. As for the cause of the conflict, Fang Ping did not elaborate on the cause of the conflict, only that Guo Ke and others were responsible for the second owner of the village.
He was so angry that he spoke rudely and slapped both of them in the mouth.
After hearing Fang Ping's report, He Qingyuan frowned and looked sad. He Zhiheng looked at Fang Ping thoughtfully with his beautiful eyes, but was speechless.
He Qingyuan waved his hand and said, "Leave this matter to me. Don't worry about it, both of you."
Fang Ping and He Zhiheng walked out of the room together. He Zhiheng said, "Master Fang, I won't teach you how to practice kung fu today. You come with me to have a drink to relieve your boredom."
Fang Ping happily agreed, and the two of them walked to the courtyard where He Zhiheng lived. He Zhiheng ordered people to prepare wine and food in a wing at the deepest part of the courtyard. After the two sat down, they toasted and drank.
He Zhiheng drank three glasses of wine in a row, then put down the glass and said with a smile on his face, "Mr. Fang, my past is unclear and unexplained. There are always people gossiping. Why do you stand up for me?
"
Fang Ping felt that He Zhiheng's smile was somewhat forced, and he felt a bit of pity in his heart, saying, "My aunt doesn't want to mention the past, so she must have her own difficulties. It's just that they don't pity her.
You still talk nonsense and slander my aunt, why shouldn’t you be beaten?”
He Zhiheng's heart warmed up when he heard this, and he was greatly relieved, and said, "Master Fang, you have a chivalrous heart, so you naturally think so. It's just other people's sinister thoughts, but they may not think so. In short, my name is clean, and it is already
It's irreversible, and I don't care about it myself. Since I have this false reputation, I might as well make a serious decision about it." He Zhiheng said, laughing as if he was self-deprecating.
Fang Ping said softly, "If aunt has any grievances, you can tell them and let others know. Why suppress them in your heart and wrong yourself?"
He Zhiheng showed a somewhat sad smile, "My grievances are nothing more than being treated unkindly and being entrusted to unkind people. This is only because I was young and neglected others.
"
"When you meet someone who is unkind, you trust someone who is unkind." Fang Ping chewed the meaning of these words carefully, looking at He Zhiheng's sad smile, the pity in his heart became even stronger.
Fang Ping was thinking about how to persuade He Zhiheng. After thinking for a long time, he said, "Auntie, it is common for people to be unaware of others when they are young and have no experience in the world. You don't have to waste your life for a dishonest person.
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He Zhiheng smiled sadly and said, "As long as a woman loses her innocence, all men value is her body. So why don't Guo Ke and Zheng Shuang have this idea in their minds? They think that I am an incompetent man and a slut.
It’s not just the two of them who are the most powerful people? What can I do if people’s hearts are like this?”
Fang Ping said, "There are always some people who are not like this."
A hint of brilliance appeared in He Zhiheng's eyes. He stared intensely at Fang Ping's face and said, "Really? Do you want my body more? Or do you want my heart more?"
Fang Ping's heart trembled violently. The words "I want them all" came to his lips, but he swallowed them alive and did not say them out.
He has always taken emotional matters very seriously. As soon as those few words are spoken, they are regarded as a lifelong promise. How can he say them lightly? If he said it lightly for a moment and repeated it in the future, He Zhiheng would definitely think that he was also the beginning of chaos.
The person who finally gives up.
He Zhiheng looked at Fang Ping who was hesitant to speak, and the luster in his eyes dimmed, and said, "Look, you are the same as them? You always feel that I am not innocent and cannot trust my true heart?"
Looking at the dimming look in He Zhiheng's eyes, Fang Ping felt a stinging feeling in his heart for no reason. At this moment, he realized how much he wanted to see this woman happy after getting along with him for so long.
, without a trace of melancholy or sadness.
With a force that came from nowhere, Fang Ping suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed He Zhiheng's soft, boneless, white, smooth and delicate palm. He stared at her beautiful eyes that were as clear and lively as autumn water, as if he wanted to pierce her heart.
As he left, he said loudly, "Auntie, my feelings for you can be judged by the sun and the moon! However, Fang is a person who values love and commitment, so you should not express your feelings to others easily!"
He Zhiheng's eyes showed relief, and he immediately retracted his small palms, patted the back of Fang Ping's hand lightly, and said with a smile, "You little rascal, you are using these words to fool your aunt again, and you are trying different ways to take advantage of your aunt."
Cheap."
Fang Ping was speechless for a moment. A woman's heart is really like a needle in the sea. He will never be able to grasp He Zhiheng's thoughts. After his heartfelt confession, He Zhiheng made such a fuss, and he felt as if he had fallen into a pile of cotton.
, the rush was endless.
Fang Ping had a look of helplessness on his face. He calmed down, picked up the wine glass, and started to drink. However, because he drank so fast, he choked in his throat. He Zhiheng took a strong drink today, and Fang Ping choked on the wine.
He coughed violently, even tears came out of his eyes.
He Zhiheng's face showed concern, and he immediately came over and patted his back with one hand, and took out a fragrant brocade handkerchief to wipe his tears.
Fang Ping smelled the fragrance of the brocade handkerchief and saw He Zhiheng's chest bulging high and a piece of snow-white wrist dangling in front of him. He couldn't help but want to grab this piece of white wrist in his hand. However,
This time, he suppressed his thoughts and did not take action.
Afterwards, the two of them sat down to drink together. Both of them calmed down and just talked about the customs and anecdotes of various places. It was not until late at night that Fang Ping said goodbye and went back to his room to sleep.
After returning home, Fang Ping lay on the bed, recalling the experience of drinking with He Zhiheng. He still couldn't figure out what He Zhiheng's intention was when he held back her hands at that time. What was she thinking? Fang Ping really couldn't figure it out either.
After He Zhiheng said goodbye to Fang Ping with a smile, he returned to the side room where the two were drinking and talking. He sat in his seat and looked at the chair opposite Fang Ping where he sat.
He Zhiheng stretched out his delicate hand and kissed the place where Fang Ping had just held it. He was stunned for a while, and then sighed quietly, "Master Fang, you have such a fiery heart, and you are so affectionate. I, He Zhiheng, met him when I was young.
How can I be worthy of you if I am not a kind person? I am no longer innocent. You look like this, it really makes people feel sad!"
He Zhiheng's heart was full of knots, and he sat alone in the room and wept secretly. After crying for a while, he calmed down, wiped away his tears, and ordered someone to come and clear the table.