The business of ‘Tianshuiju’ is still the same as before, with a constant flow of people.
Some obese shopkeeper Yan Dong was strolling in the teahouse, greeting the guests with a smile on his face.
"We're here!" Xiao Fan clenched his fist and walked into the teahouse.
"Xiao Fan, be careful! I feel the presence of two immortal cultivators in this teahouse!" Mal suddenly reminded.
"Huh? Immortal cultivator? What kind of cultivation? Where is it?" Xiao Fan immediately became alert.
"My cultivation level is the same as yours, underground!"
"In the basement?" Xiao Fan's heart moved, he let go of his perception, and he noticed that there were two weak fluctuations of vitality in the underground secret room.
"It's strange, why are the immortal cultivators here? Is there a connection between Yan Dong and the immortal cultivators?" Xiao Fan thought about it in his mind and chose a table near the door to sit down.
The waiter carried a pot of hot tea and skillfully filled it for Xiao Fan. Xiao Fan threw out a tael of silver: "No need to look for it!"
"Thank you for being objective!" The waiter left happily.
There are many customers who come to the teahouse every day, and they come from all walks of life. Even if it is a real beggar who has a lot of money, it is normal for him to drink a cup of tea and listen to a little song, and no one will pay attention to so many.
An old man was playing the erhu, and a young woman was singing a ditty, attracting the attention of all the guests.
Xiao Fan quickly scanned all the guests in the teahouse. When his eyes fell on a man and a woman in the corner, he couldn't help but pause for a moment.
This pair of men and women, dressed in tight-fitting robes, have clear and handsome looks, heroic brows, and restrained eyes.
"Huh?" Xiao Fan frowned slightly and didn't pay much attention. Instead, he stood up suddenly, walked to the wall, stretched out his fingers, and started writing on the solid wall!
The power of his fingertips is like writing on tofu, causing dust to fall on the wall.
"The Wounded Soul of Yanliu has begun till now. As a father, he indulges his son's heart and bears all the pain for his master. The reason why his head falls to the ground is deep, and his son cannot eat his words. The fire burns all his servants and relatives. The corpses are not cold forty, and he crawls out of the netherworld to seek justice.
real!"
After finishing writing, Xiao Fan sat down again and slowly sipped tea.
The ditty stopped, and all the guests in the teahouse stood up, stared at these words, and started talking among themselves.
Yan Dong stared at Qiang Shang and read it several times. The more he looked, his eyes opened wider and wider, and his whole body began to tremble! How could he not see that what was written was about himself and his son Yan Hong!
"You...who are you? How do you know these things?" Yan Dong ran to Xiao Fan like crazy and roared sternly.
"There are some things that you have to admit when you do them. There is no airtight wall. Doing evil has its own karma, Manager Yan!" Xiao Fan did not raise his head and continued to drink tea slowly.
"Three years ago, your son Yan Hong had sex after drinking, raped and killed all the women in the Hua family on Yanliu Lane, and cut the bodies of all the men, causing a massacre of thirty-seven families! Although it is not the fault of a son to teach his father, this has nothing to do with you.
Not big!”
"However, he threatened the safety of his family and his servant who has been with him for more than ten years to take the blame for him, and you acquiesced!"
"That servant was beheaded. Originally, he could sit back and relax, but in order to leave no trace, he broke his promise and set fire to the servant's parents. You must also know about this and tacitly allow him to do this, right?"
Every word Xiao Fan said was like a dagger, piercing Yan Dong's heart.
"Impossible, how did you know? No third person will know about this!" Yan Dong's face turned pale and he took a few steps back, knocking over tables and chairs and sitting on the ground.
The words were so straightforward that all the guests immediately understood and cast questioning glances at Yan Dong.
"You don't need to worry about who I am, I just want to ask you, did you know that your son Yan Hong went back on his word after he promised to that servant that day?" Xiao Fan stood up suddenly and slapped his palm on the table.
With a sound of "Boom!", the sturdy table made of solid wood instantly turned into countless sawdust and scattered in all directions.
An extremely terrifying aura emanated from Xiao Fan, shrouding the harsh winter!
"Immortal cultivator!" The man and woman who had been sitting in the corner drinking tea suddenly stood up and looked at Xiao Fan with a cold light in their eyes!
"So that's it! Your son killed the whole family, and he was punished. We thought that the son's crime did not burden his father, and we came to your place to drink tea and chat, but we didn't expect that he was so inferior to a beast!"
"That is, he forced an innocent servant to die for him, and then he killed his parents. How in the world could such a bastard appear!"
Pointing and pointing, angry scoldings and curses suddenly filled the teahouse.
"Hey, your method is good. It arouses people's anger. Their anger is also a negative force that can be absorbed by me!" Ma's gloomy voice sounded again.
"Let's go! Let's go to the government and report them. I will never come to Shuiju today!" The crowd became more and more excited and ran out of the teahouse in a garrulous manner, publicizing the matter widely.
In less than a stick of incense, nearly 80% of the people knew about it and rushed towards the 'Tianshui Residence'. Among them were the major arrests in the yamen and countless masters!
Thirty-seven families were exterminated, and the punishment was just to kill an innocent person, but let the murderer go unpunished. The Yamen cannot bear this responsibility!
"Yes, my son...he did tell me that for the sake of my son's future, that servant's parents must die! Now that my son has entered the Immortal Sect to study art, none of you can do anything to him.
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Seeing things getting worse and worse, Yan Dong suddenly calmed down and got up from the ground with a smile.
"What? Entered the Immortal Sect to study art?" Xiao Fan was secretly surprised, and immediately knew why there were immortal cultivators in the basement here!
"Then I will capture you first and take you to the graves of those innocent people to pay homage!" Xiao Fan shouted angrily, raised his hand and grabbed Yan Dong.
At this moment, two rays of light suddenly emerged from the ground and stood in front of Xiao Fan!
It was two young men. One of them pulled Yan Dong behind him, while the other slapped his palm and collided with Xiao Fan's palm.
With a sound of "Pa!", Xiao Fan took a step back, but the man's expression changed drastically, and he took seven or eight steps back before he could regain his balance.
"Young Master, tell me, the old man can't do anything. It's not advisable to stay here for a long time. Let's go first!" Another man said and took out a yellowed talisman from his arms. As he muttered words, the talisman burned and released a stream of green smoke.
The green smoke wrapped the bodies of the two immortal cultivators and Yandong's figure, and suddenly disappeared from the spot!
"Green smoke talisman, a talisman for escape! Xiao Fan, chase him quickly!" Ma shouted quickly.
Seeing more and more people coming outside the Tianshui Residence, almost completely surrounding the door, Xiao Fan frowned slightly and took a step forward.
A powerful force separated the crowd, and he immediately moved his feet, rushing out of the teahouse like a gust of wind, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
All the people watching opened their eyes wide, obviously shocked by this incredible sight.
And a man and a woman in the corner looked at each other and whispered at the same time: "Chase!"
Say it, a burst of light blue ripples suddenly appeared on the two of them, and then disappeared without a trace!
Outside Beihong City, three figures appeared wrapped in a puff of blue smoke.
The two young immortal cultivators took a deep breath.
"The man just now is also an immortal cultivator. I faced him in front of me and found that his energy is strong. If we really fight, I'm afraid it will be very troublesome!" The man who had palmed with Xiao Fan before said with lingering fear.
"It doesn't matter, if he dares to chase him, the two of us will work together to kill him, so as not to bully our Six Paths Sect!" Another man said disdainfully.
"Thank you two immortal masters for coming to the rescue!" Yan Dong was still in shock and quickly thanked him.
"This is our responsibility. If we don't keep you safe, we will not be able to bear the blame if the young master takes the blame!" one of them said with a smile.
"Yes, we are from a well-known and upright family. It is not suitable for us to fight with them in the city. It would be a sin to hurt a mortal!" Another person nodded and said.
"That's really nice to say! What a decent person from a well-known family, who never kills people in person, but secretly does things like killing people and selling goods, right?" Xiao Fan had already arrived at this time, and he took one step forward, and he was already as close as the three people opposite him.
So close.
"Bold Zezi, don't tarnish the reputation of our Six Paths Sect!" Upon hearing this, the two immortal cultivators immediately scolded.
"Six Daosong?" Xiao Fan was stunned.
"It's a small sect, at least in the era of the Holy Demon Emperor, it wasn't popular at all!" Mal said gloomily.
"So that's it!" Xiao Fan nodded and continued: "Even crazy people can join in murder and arson, but it seems like that's all! You still lick your face and claim to be a decent family?"
"Don't talk nonsense. Anyone who dares to slander our Six Paths Sect will be severely punished!" The two immortal cultivators suddenly glared angrily. A stainless steel sword flashed out of one's hand, and they struck from left and right, heading towards Xiao Fan.
"What nonsense is the Six Paths Sect? They are still not in the mainstream after so many years. Although these two trashes have low cultivation and should be outer disciples, they should at least be equipped with low-level magic weapons flying swords. Unexpectedly, they are two ordinary long swords.
That’s all!” Mal said disdainfully.
"Well done!" Xiao Fan was also faintly excited.
He has never really fought with anyone since he received Mal's guidance and practiced hard for three years to become an immortal cultivator. At this time, the two people in front of him were obviously inferior to him. Each of them only had about five yuan of energy, but
This is a good opportunity to witness your own abilities!
"Hmph, two brats who overestimate their abilities. You use the Heart Poison Crystal as your main body. With this body that is hard to find throughout the ages, you can turn it into various spiritual roots. You can learn all kinds of magic in the world. Before you use me,
Use the Burning Fire Technique taught to you to deal with them!" Malia roared.
Xiao Fan took a deep breath of vitality and passed it through the meridians of both arms to the palms of his hands. He muttered the spell in his mouth silently, and two clusters of dark red flames suddenly appeared on his palms!
"Why is this flame such a color?" Xiao Fan was stunned.
"There is no way, the essence of the Heart Poison Crystal is darkness, and the magic power you release naturally also contains negative energy!" Mal sighed, and he was very helpless about this.
As soon as the two groups of flames appeared, the temperature within a few feet around them rose sharply!
"Go!" Xiao Fan flicked his wrist, and two strange fireballs came out of his hands and flew towards the two immortal cultivators!
Before the two immortal cultivators had time to react, they felt as if their whole bodies were wrapped in a furnace, and even their bone marrow was melting!
Unable to retreat, let alone move forward, they raised their swords in panic to resist. Unexpectedly, before the swords touched the fireball, they were turned into a puddle of molten iron by the high temperature!
"No! This... this is the secret skill of our Six Paths Sect, the Way of Burning Fire! How could he possibly use it?" The two of them were shocked and almost released all their energy. They could no longer avoid the fate of being swallowed by tongues of fire...
In just one breath, the two immortal cultivators were burned into a pile of black coals and completely perished!