Fish swimming around the world

Jiang Fan nodded. In fact, he was able to make this guess right away precisely because he had followed Sun Daotong for so many years, and it would be difficult for others to think of this directly.

"I have studied poison medicine with him for ten years, and I know at least three poisons that can do it..."

Hearing this, a trace of anger appeared on Zhang Zhiling's face: "If this is true, I have given birth to a good son..."

Jiang Fan also smiled bitterly: "It's just a guess, it may not be true. However, you said that Zhang Yi is doubting me, which makes me think it is somewhat possible."

Zhang Zhiling nodded: "I'm afraid it's probably as you said. Although this matter was done accidentally, we also found clues to Bawa's death. I must find out about it."

Jiang Fan suddenly felt a little strange: "Master... you deliberately let me disguise myself like this. Are you trying to test Zhang Yi?"

Zhang Zhiling couldn't help but sigh: "Since he has doubts, I'm afraid I'm not wrong..."

His mood was a little downcast, and Jiang Fan couldn't help but sigh inwardly, not knowing how to deal with this kind of thing.

"But...Master, I'm afraid this may cause a little trouble."

Zhang Zhiling nodded and said: "I'm still worried about this matter, and I always want to confirm it..."

Jiang Fan said: "It's human nature, but how should we deal with it now?"

Zhang Zhiling said: "Even if this is the case, he is just suspicious. We will act according to the plan and use it as we see it."

Jiang Fan nodded and said, "However, we need to make more preparations."

Zhang Zhiling thought for a while, then suddenly looked at Jiang Fan: "Are you serious about becoming a disciple of Sun Daotong?"

Jiang Fan was a little worried and said: "Master, you don't have any sect rules, you can't worship other people..."

Zhang Zhiling shook his head and said: "How can this happen? For a young man like you, it is good to have more masters. You can learn from the strengths of others and eventually become a family. I am very happy to be a master. Besides, Sun Daotong is a master of medicine and can help the world by hanging pots. I admire him very much, and he is honored as my teacher." Master, it is your creation.”

Jiang Fan finally felt relieved and said, "I was afraid, Master, that you might think I have too many apprentices."

Zhang Zhiling was stunned: "How many? There are more?"

Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment: "Ah, yes... there is also a fat old man named Tianjizi, do you know him?"

Zhang Zhiling was stunned: "Wuliang Dao Sect, the leader of Dao Sect, Tianjizi?"

Jiang Fan smiled and nodded: "Learn the formation from him."

Zhang Zhiling seemed to be looking at a monster: "How lucky are you, kid?"

He was indeed confused. Normal people would never see such a person. This boy worshiped two of them at once. Including himself, it was three.

"Unexpectedly... Tianjizi has actually accepted a disciple. Wuliang Dao Sect has no disciples yet..."

Having said this, Zhang Zhiling suddenly came back to his senses and suddenly thought, is it possible that this kid will inherit Wuliang Dao Sect and become the leader of the next generation of Dao Sect?

"Yes, I am the only apprentice, and there are only three of us in the class, Fat Master, Skinny Uncle, and me."

Zhang Zhiling shook his head with emotion after hearing this: "You are such a good fortune... even my teacher is envious..."

Jiang Fan smiled bitterly: "There is good fortune, and there is also a lot of bad luck. If nothing else, even the Holy Land wants to kill me."

This is true, God is fair, and after receiving so many benefits, naturally he cannot escape disaster.

"Everything in the Holy Land is always unpredictable. I heard that you are so lucky that you may cause trouble to the world in the future. It's best not to have that day."

Jiang Fan curled his lips: "Master, let me tell you, if Taiyue and Taihua do this, they will force me to die. They will jump over the wall when they are anxious. When I am forced to become anxious, I will naturally use all my strength to resist." , when the time comes, I mean, if this causes a bloody storm, who do you think should be blamed? "

Zhang Zhiling didn't expect him to say that, so he hesitated for a moment.

This is not unreasonable. The government can force the people to resist, let alone a passionate young man who has huge resources and a superior mind?

"My teacher believes that you only need to keep your original intention, and you can decide for yourself what is right and wrong."

Jiang Fan was dissatisfied: "Public opinion? What is public opinion? The public can never see the truth. There are so many unjust cases in history that have settled at the bottom of the sea. Many things are just guided by the public opinion of those in power."

Zhang Zhiling looked at him strangely: "Are you talking about the future?"

Jiang Fan waved his hand: "I'm just complaining and talking about things that may happen. Master, don't worry, my disciple's heart will not change, but..."

His eyes became a little sharp: "Don't push certain people too hard."

Zhang Zhiling secretly sighed in his heart that this son behaved very differently from the rest of the world, ignored etiquette, and lacked due respect for the Holy Land. He even had a feeling that Jiang Fan seemed to be naturally disgusted and resistant to the existence of the Holy Land.

And the holy land has stood for thousands of years and has an extremely rich foundation. Once we take action with all our strength, who in the world can resist?

But Zhang Zhiling had a very strange feeling about this kid, and even vaguely felt that he might be an exception.

If one day, he really has the strength to fight against the Holy Land, and the two collide head-on, who knows what kind of storm will arise...

In fact, these were the reasons why Zhang Zhiling finally decided to leave the mountain. He was worried and wanted to see for himself what was going on with this kid and what his character was.

Early the next morning, Zhang Zhiling took the camel lion and Zhang Yi to Huai'an County together.

After seeing them out of sight, Jiang Fan was about to return to the inn when he was unexpectedly stopped by the girl in green next to Zhang Yi.

"This little brother, can we have a chat?"

Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, "What do you want to ask the girl?"

The girl in green smiled slightly: "You and I are from the same family, so we are servants, so we are not outsiders. Before the Prime Minister left, he ordered that the Prime Minister's entourage must be well entertained. Xiaoyuer specifically wanted to ask if you have any needs?"

Jiang Fan bowed: "It turns out to be Miss Xiaoyu. I have nothing else to do."

The girl in green smiled and said: "May I ask what your name is?"

Jiang Fan hesitated for a moment, and then said: "My name is Xiaoba."

"It turns out to be Xiaoba. There is nothing to do here. Why don't you go back to the inn and have a cup of tea?"

Jiang Fan's heart moved. Although the woman's behavior was reasonable, it was still a bit strange. After all, she was a woman. Wouldn't it be more appropriate for other servants to do this?

Thinking quickly, he stretched out his hand and gestured calmly: "I have nothing to do. I happen to be a little thirsty. Please come in, young lady."

The two then walked side by side to the lobby of the inn.

However, as soon as they got closer, Jiang Fan's nostrils twitched imperceptibly, and then a barely perceptible light flashed in his eyes.

The two found a corner to sit down, and Xiao Yuer ordered a pot of tea.

"Have some fried tea, it's refreshing and thirst-quenching."

Jiang Fan nodded: "Very good, breakfast just now was a bit greasy."

Xiao Yuer said: "It is said that fried tea was made by King Xiaoyao, and since then it has changed the tea drinking habits of many people."

Jiang Fan smiled and said: "That prince is really leisurely and leisurely."

Xiao Yuer said: "King Xiaoyao's food is the best in the world, and everyone knows it. Xiao Yuer admires him very much."

Jiang Fan said with some disdain: "It's just a sip of tea, what's so great about it."

Xiao Yuer said: "This is not a small way, what you put in your mouth is a big deal. However, people have been drinking tea for thousands of years, but no one can talk about it in terms of Taoism, except King Xiaoyao. This tea only needs hot water to brew, and it can show the original flavor of tea. It can be said that the way is simple."

Jiang Fan said: "I have learned a lot. After hearing what the girl said, I am even more thirsty."

As he spoke, the tea came up, and Xiao Yuer picked up the teapot with her bare hands to pour tea for him.

This hand is extremely beautiful, white, soft and slender, just like a spring onion.

Xiao Yuer seemed to sense that the other party was looking at his hand, so he gently put down the teapot and said, "What are you looking at, little brother?"