"Yes!" Lang Fei nodded and came to his senses. Then he walked down the mountain side by side with Fairy Qingxia.
"..."
Two days later, two Danmen disciples sent by Fuyunzi also arrived. Lang Fei summoned a group of neighbors, introduced the two of them, and then elaborated on his thoughts.
When everyone heard the news that the Immortal Sect disciples would guard him day and night from now on, and that children with spiritual roots would have priority in entering the Dan Sect, they were not happy.
Later, Lang Fei wrote another letter, saying that the Emperor of the Han Dynasty sent bachelors and martial arts teachers to teach those young children who did not have spiritual roots, so that they could be reused in the future. The old emperor even saved his country because of Lang Fei's blessing. For him,
Naturally, he followed his advice, and soon he sent several great scholars and military leaders to stay in the town, teaching them knowledge every day, or how to lead troops in battle.
At this point, for the neighbors in Qingniu Town, they have finally answered the saying, "After all hardships, there will be rewards, and if the clouds clear, the moon will shine brightly."
After arranging these things, seven days had passed since he went down the mountain. Lang Fei knew that it was time to return to Danmen, so he arranged for Fairy Qingxia and Xiao Baier to take Mo Tie, Mrs. Mo, and Xiao
Yun left first, but he turned around and came to Yan's house in Zhenxi.
Because he had been trapped on Jinzhong Mountain for more than two months, a thick layer of fallen leaves had accumulated in the courtyard of the Yan family's deep house. When Lang Fei walked into the courtyard, Yan Nangui was holding a torch.
The dead leaves piled up in one place were ignited, and on the bench in front of the main room in the distance, Mrs. Yan with a peaceful expression was sitting, holding a cup of tea in her hand while watching the two maids next to her doing some needlework.
"Hey, Fei Xiaozi?" Yan Nangui was reminded by the servant when he saw Lang Fei walking in the door. He was stunned for a moment, quickly put down the torch in his hand, and stepped forward to greet him.
"Uncle Yan, I'm going back to Danmen now."
Yan Nangui frowned when he heard this. "Why didn't you tell me earlier? Your aunt and I wanted to put it into practice for you! Brother Mo did the same, why didn't you inform me."
Lang Fei shook his head and said: "To avoid something similar to the previous one happening again, my adoptive father and stepmother will also go back to Danmen with me..."
"What?" Yan Nangui was surprised, but after thinking about it, he was relieved. "That's good, they are really enjoying themselves when they go to the Danmen. What do you think is there on the fairy mountain? And you...
"
Having said this, Yan Nangui's face suddenly showed a trace of sadness, and he could no longer say anything else.
Lang Fei knew that he was thinking of Yan Mo, and he sighed without realizing it, also showing a bit of sadness.
"Quick... don't stand here, come into the house with me..." Sensing that his performance had also affected Lang Fei, Yan Nangui hurriedly changed the subject and pulled Lang Fei into the house. As he walked, he said something back.
Facing Mrs. Yan, he shouted: "Here at home, hurry up and show Fei Xiaozi some tea... just bring me the imperial Dahongpao that I brought back when I went out the year before last."
Lang Fei didn't say anything and let Yan Nangui pull him into the front hall. However, when he passed by Mrs. Yan, the boy let out a subtle ray of spiritual consciousness and scanned her body.
After the two parties sat down, a young boy served him some fragrant tea soon after. Lang Fei tasted it briefly, then glanced at Yan Nangui, showing an expression that he was hesitant to speak.
"Fei boy?" Yan Nangui was stunned when he saw this, then frowned and asked.
Lang Fei did not answer, but glanced at the boy standing beside him.
Yan Nangui understood immediately, and then said to the boy standing in front of the hall: "Yan'an, you go down first."
"Yes." The boy replied, walked out of the hall, and closed the door behind him.
"What on earth is going on? It's so mysterious." Seeing the door close, Yan Nangui turned his head, smiled angrily, and said.
Lang Fei did not answer in a hurry. He glanced at Yan Nangui with amusement, then lowered his voice and said, "Uncle Yan, in the past two days... have you ever... have you ever thought about..."
Seeing that he was hesitant in speaking, Yan Nangui couldn't help but frowned and said with a puzzled look on his face: "What have you been thinking about?"
"Have you ever thought about having another child?" After saying this, Lang Fei exhaled a long breath as if he had spent a lot of effort.
"What?" Yan Nangui refused to listen. When he heard this, he was stunned and stunned. "You...what did you say?...You want another child?"
Lang Fei nodded. "Yes, you just want another child?"
"Fei Xiaozi, I know you feel guilty about Mo'er, but...it's not just Uncle Yan, I believe that the child will never blame you under Jiuquan. Besides, you have saved him once before. From this point of view,
In any aspect, you have been extremely benevolent and righteous to our Yan family. As for this heir, there is no need to worry about it." Yan Nangui said with a wry smile.
Although Yan Nangui said this, Lang Fei vaguely saw some insincerity in his eyes, perhaps there was something unspeakable in it.
"Uncle Yan, you are one of the leading wealthy families in our Qingniu Town. Is it possible that you just let these heirs of your foundation go unchecked? And the days ahead will be long, and this pain will be painful..."
"Hey, Fei Xiaozi, please stop talking." Yan Nangui suddenly sighed and said with a dejected face: "Firstly, your aunt has suffered from some chronic illnesses since she gave birth to Mo'er, and secondly, your uncle
I am over forty years old, and even if I have the intention to do this... sometimes I am unable to do it..."
"Sure enough!" Lang Fei's heart moved. He suddenly grinned and crossed his fingers. Yan Nangui's eyes were blurred, and a pair of pure white jade vases suddenly appeared on the table.
"Boy Fei, what is this?"
"Uncle Yan, the bottle on the left contains Jiuyang Pills. As for the bottle on the right, it is the Purple Ginseng Yimu Powder that I refined in my spare time at Danmen." After saying this, he suddenly picked something.
He raised his eyebrows and said with a joking smile: "From this name, Uncle Yan should be able to guess its effectiveness."
"Well..." Yan Nangui was not a fool. He naturally knew the meaning of Lang Fei's move, but he was a little shy for a moment, with a slight blush on his old face.
"By the way, there are still a few bottles of Evergreen Pill here. Please ask Uncle Yan to distribute them to the villagers... No need to take more, one pill is enough for each person. If they ask, just say I left it for everyone."
"Evergreen Pill?" Looking at the few more jade bottles on the table, Yan Nangui's face faded slightly and he asked in confusion: "What is the use of this thing?"
Lang Fei blinked. "If Uncle Yan takes it, not only the four generations living under the same roof, but the five generations living under the same roof will be able to see..."
"What?" After listening to what Lang Fei said, Yan Nangui couldn't sit still. He actually sat up from the chair. He looked at the ten jade bottles standing quietly on the table in shock and muttered to himself.
: "Elixir, this...this is an elixir."
Lang Fei smiled as he arranged. In the past, this kind of elixir might still be attractive to him, but since he recalled all the things in his previous life, this is just an elixir that can extend his life for a hundred and twenty years, and it is no longer for him.
Nothing.
Seeing that Yan Nangui had not come to his senses for a long time, Lang Fei suddenly said something that shocked him extremely.