Fangcun had a long dream, dreaming that his brother was riding horses and slashing the tiger demon, lifting the tiger's head, throwing it in front of Mr. Lan Shuang, and loudly saying the evil things he did. Everyone was accusing and scolding Mr. Lan Shuang, but Mr. Lan Shuang was not angry at all. He just looked at his brother calmly and asked him softly: "For some irrelevant people, you are enemies with your husband..."

“Is it worth it?”

Fangcun didn't know how to answer, and he didn't hear his brother's answer. He felt a depression in his heart and woke up.

He suddenly sat up and looked around, and a little confused appeared.

Everything around me gradually became clearer, with the desk, the inkstone, the window frame... I was at home.

I had already come back three days ago.

After discovering that Mr. Lan Shuang is the real person, he often had such strange dreams. In the dream, he sometimes became his brother and sometimes became Mr. Lan Shuang, which made him feel unstable and he never went to the academy. The academy seemed to know that such a big thing happened to Fang Cun, and gave him time to recuperate, so he took the initiative to criticize him for fakes.

Fangcun knew that during this period, the outside has been very lively.

The story of Lan Shuang, a Baixiang Academy, teaching the refining of human pills and taking over the students has spread throughout Liuhu City.

Rendan was found in the cave of Lan Shuang's teaching, and someone found out some transaction relationship between him and Lingxiu teaching and the Tunhai Gang. Now his crime has been confirmed. But what is puzzled is that everyone clearly saw that Lan Shuang's teaching finally made a move to take over the second son of the party, but Fang Cun denied this evil deed...

Of course, no matter how he denies, the sudden death of his head fell into the eyes of countless people and caused countless speculations.

It is not a good thing for a young man to grow old. If it weren't for the foundation, the original source would be in a loss, how could there be such a sudden loss of hair? So now, countless people believe that whether Fangcun admits or not, Fangcun was taken over by Mr. Lan Shuang at that time, but because of the body being taken over, he failed, but in the process of taking over, he still hurt his origin.

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"Young Master is awake..."

The maid who was waiting outside the door saw Fangcun sitting up, she whispered to him.

Soon someone walked in with a tray, with a porcelain cup on it, which was made of Polygonum multiflorum soup cooked by Mrs. Fang. Looking at the black and white hair on the buzz head, the little maid felt a little distressed inexplicably, and couldn't help but wrinkle her nose and shed tears.

"Why are you crying?"

Fang Cun glared at her, picked up Polygonum multiflorum soup and took a sip, and said, "It's fading!"

The little maid covered her mouth and said, "Mrs. I said, you are weak now and can't eat too salty!"

Fangcun shook his head and said, "I've said it many times, I'm fine!"

“Yes, yes…”

The little maid looked at Fangcun's hair and couldn't help but cry.

"Go out first!"

Fang Cun sighed helplessly and waved his hand.

Previously, Xiao Qingliu drove a carriage to send him back. Mr. Fang and his wife saw the white hair on their heads and their lost appearance at a glance, as if the sky had collapsed. In addition, the rumors in the city were even more worried and did not dare to disturb him too much. They were even less difficult to ask, so they just kept Fangcun in the room to rest, and helped him with his body in different ways every day...

"well……"

After taking the bronze mirror on the case next to him, Fangcun glanced at it, and then covered it with annoyance again.

My hair is at least 30% white!

Just because I did not make the matter of refining human pills public, I was punished so seriously...

But Fangcun doesn't regret this.

The only regret is that so much white hair is difficult to pull it out again.

If you pull it out again, you will be bald!

He didn't understand what the punishment for white hair actually represents. Because he did not feel that his body was becoming weak. In other words, white hair does not mean that his vitality is weakening, and whether it is magic power or internal breath, it is still full of energy and energy. His cultivation seems to be more solid than before. So, where is the punishment for this white hair?

Could it be your life span?

After your hair turns white, will you die suddenly without illness or disaster?

This matter cannot be confirmed for a while. He only knew that at least at present, the white hair in his hair had no other harm than making Mr. Fang and his wife deeply worried, and forced him to eat these great tonics every day...

"Squeak..."

As soon as the little maid left, the door was quietly pushed open.

A pair of fox ears came in first, sneaking into the room, and saw Fang Cun frowning gaze at first sight.

The little fox ear trembled suddenly, then walked in slowly, with a stack of paper in his hand, and carefully came to Fangcun's couch, holding it in front of Fangcun with both hands. On the paper was neatly copied small calligraphy, very serious.

Fangcun took it, glanced at it, then put it aside, and said, "It's not neat at all, copy it ten times!"

"oh……"

The little fox girl whispered and wanted to sneak out quietly.

Fang Cun frowned and said, "Just copy here!"

"yes……"

The little fox girl lowered her head and agreed, then ran out in a small step. After a while, she carried a stack of rice paper, her own four treasures of the study, and a thick book scripture. She came to the small desk in the study room, moved a small stool, and sat down. Then she picked up the wolf-haired pen that seemed to be taller than her, and looked at it, copying the book scriptures seriously, with her tail hanging down behind her...

"Hand straighten, wrists hanging in the air..."

Fang Cun frowned and reminded her, frightened the little fox girl so much that her tail shook, her waist was straightened, and her wrist was raised.

"Is my son awake?"

"Speak quietly, I'm teaching the little fox to write..."

"He wrote his own words like a dog crawling...and he still taught others?"

The old couple muttered quietly outside the window, and they were already suppressing their voices, but they didn't know that now that Fang Cun's cultivation has improved, his ears and eyes are clear, so he could hear it clearly. Even the two of them were pushing me and I encouraged you to speak first, and they felt helpless. The old couple looked at themselves as soon as they opened their eyes these days, for fear that they would slip away when they didn't see them.

Unwilling to come in again, Qiqiai Ai asked questions, so Fangcun picked up the scriptures beside him.

When the old couple saw Fang Cun going to study, they immediately put away their thoughts of going in and talking. After watching for a while, they tiptoed away. Not far away, and then they heard them discussing in a low voice about doing something to replenish Fang Cun tonight...

Fang Cun had no choice but to touch his forehead. No accident, he had ginseng soup to drink again at night...

After reading the meaning of the sutra in his hand for a while, he threw it aside and he had memorized it all. Now, among the seven sutras, except for the scriptures, he has memorized it all with merits and memorized it in his heart. He even read a lot of related notes.

The only thing that has not been memorized is the Book of Books!

This is Mr. Lan Shuang’s natal sutra!

However, this is Mr. Lan Shuang's natal sutra, but it is not the one who was the old courtyard owner back then.

The natal sutra of the old courtyard owner is said to be the "Soul Sutra"!

"Mr....Young Master..."

Outside the door, the old housekeeper Huang's hesitant voice sounded: "Fairy Meng of the Academy, I'm here to visit again, do you want it..."

Fangcun put down the book and sighed softly.

In the past few days, many people have come to visit, whether it is the academy teaching staff or the documents from the city guard, who have come to visit, wanting to see Fangcun, but they are rejected by Fangcun. Many of the academy students have also come here. But Fangcun is now in a irritable mood, but he doesn't want to see him, and they all have to refuse. Unexpectedly, Meng Zhixue is sincere and has been here several times.

I also wanted to refuse again, but this time Fang Cun hesitated and said, "Let her come in!"

"Oh, it's..."

Old Butler Huang was a little excited and hurried to go.

The young master is willing to meet outsiders, which is a good thing. He wants to report to the master and his wife.

Originally, there was a difference between men and women. Even if they were classmates in the academy, they should have met in the main hall, but Fang Cun was too lazy to go out, so Meng Zhixue was taken to the bedroom. She didn't mind. When she walked to the door, she slowed down slightly and asked the maid to wait outside the door. She came in quietly and saw Fang Cun sitting on the couch reading, while the little fox was sitting on the small stool practicing calligraphy seriously.

Meng Zhixue's eyes fell on her white hair, and her heart suddenly trembled slightly.

Thinking of the rumors outside now, I became even more worried.

He hesitated, and somehow he spoke. He was silent for a while and said softly: "It's all my fault. It was still too slow at that time!"

"oh?"

Fangcun put down the book and smiled and said, "What's too slow?"

Meng Zhixue looked at Fang Cun and couldn't help but sigh, saying, "At that time, I suspected that the owner of the nursing home was still alive, so I went to check everything around him. But by chance, in a volume of old books found in the city guard, I saw some records about Mr. Lan Shuang. He had originally come to the academy with Lingxiu Teacher, but the two of them kept deliberately distant..."

"It is said that he was from the Nine Immortal Sect, but I found out again that the Nine Immortal Sect has no disciple named Lan Shuang..."

Speaking of this, he shook his head slightly and said, "I realized that something was wrong. The more I looked at it, the more I went to report to Master and Cheng Shou and brought them over quickly, but I didn't expect that it was still one step late. At that time, you had already been given to Mr. Lan Shuang..."

"No wonder you suddenly brought someone over at that time. It turned out that you had already found the clues..."

Fang Cun smiled when he heard this, but his expression was a little sarcastic.

Meng Zhixue was able to find out that someone deliberately guided her to look up here.
Chapter completed!