Daqing: Immortality begins with taking Fan Xian as your disciple!

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This is his first time killing someone, and his hands are still shaking.

That's an assassin. If he dies here, just bury him quietly; there's no need to report it to the authorities.

But if he's not dead, then we'll need to deal with the aftermath.

In any case, all he could think of was to come and find a solution with the teacher.

The gentleman is calm and composed, and possesses unparalleled wisdom; he will surely handle this matter well.

The only problem is that the gentleman is a scholar.

He was born in a place with simple and honest people, and he had only seen simple and unpretentious people and things.

I'm afraid you've never seen anything like it: an assassin killing someone in the middle of the night, and blood everywhere...

I wonder if it will scare the gentleman.

But there's no time to worry about that now. When people are scared, their instinct is to seek out people they trust.

Fan Xian had considered so much, but he never expected this.

His husband, as if watching a spectacle, had already seen the entire incident unfold.

At that moment, Su Yu was also lying in bed, watching Fan Xian anxiously knocking on the door.

He got up lazily, dressed slowly, and then came to open the door.

After all, in Su Yu's eyes, all of Fan Xian's worries were unnecessary.

That person was a bit sleazy in appearance and a bit sneaky in behavior.

But he will also be a very kind gentleman in the future.

When Fan Xian saw Su Yu finally come out, he was so anxious that he almost burst into tears.

"Sir, you're finally out! Come with me."

As he spoke, he quickly pulled Su Yu toward the crime scene.

Looking at the person lying unconscious on the ground, who had already bled half a bowl of blood.

Su Yu cooperated by feigning surprise.

"Did you kill someone?"

Fan Xian rubbed the sweat from his hands and nodded nervously.

"Seems to be."

"But he's an assassin."

"Coming here dressed like this in the middle of the night, you're here to kill me."

Su Yu glanced at the situation on the scene.

The blood on the assassin's head was still flowing, almost reaching his shoes.

He frowned, took a step back, and then asked.

"assassin?"

"sure?"

Based on the idea that saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda.

Su Yu began to offer friendly suggestions.

Hopefully, this will slightly awaken the conscience and reason in my disciple, who is currently focused on killing and burying the body.

Upon hearing this, Fan Xian abruptly raised his head, as if struck by lightning!

sure?

Before the man asked that question, he was quite certain.

but now……

Thinking about it carefully, what if that assassin really came to kill me?

Why listen to your own nonsense for so long?

The opponent is a master of the sixth or seventh rank, facing a five-year-old child.

Why not just kill him with a single palm strike?

Fan Xian found the more he thought about it, the more suspicious it seemed.

Holy crap, did we really kill the wrong person?

Looking at Fan Xian's face, which showed a mixture of fear, doubt, regret, and nervousness.

Su Yu pointed to the 'assassin' on the ground and spoke calmly.

"Go check if she's still breathing."

"If he's not dead, tie him up with a rope first."

"Then stop the bleeding from his head."

Su Yu shook her head.

He's an old man, and if the bleeding isn't stopped soon, he'll really die.

Fan Xian nodded vigorously upon hearing this.

"it is good."

He turned the night walker over with some difficulty.

He nervously placed his hand under the mask of the 85 night travelers and tried it out.

Then he glanced at Su Yu.

"He's not dead yet, he's still breathing."

Su Yu nodded, signaling him to continue.

Then Fan Xian struggled to pull a winter quilt out of the closet.

They tore the cloth into strips and tied the night traveler up tightly.

Then, using the remaining strips of cloth, they roughly wrapped his head as well.

Finally, the blood stopped gushing out.

Only a few drops of blood were seeping through the strips of cloth.

Su Yu shook her head, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart, "Old Fei is really lucky to be alive."

Fan Xian's shoulders slumped as he breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, I was extremely relieved that I had called my husband over.

They saw that the night walker was already tied up and unable to move.

Fan Xian mustered his courage and took off his mask.

Then his eyes widened, his eyebrows furrowed, and he turned to look at Su Yu.

"Sir, I don't think I hit the wrong person."

"This guy looks like a pervert."

Su Yu smiled helplessly.

Admittedly, it was hard for him not to agree when he saw that strange face.

Fan Xian frowned, looked up at the sky outside, and fell into deep thought.

"Sir, what should we do next?"

"None of us have seen him, and we can't be sure if he's an assassin or not."

Su Yu shook her head and sighed seriously.

"Sigh, yeah, I don't know why he's here."

"There's no one here who knows him."

After saying that, Su Yu sat down.

Having given him this much advice, if the foolish apprentice still can't figure out what to do, then it's no wonder he's not to blame.

Fan Xian's eyes darted around, and suddenly he thought of something.

A hint of joy appeared on his face as he grinned.

"Sir, please wait here for a moment and keep an eye on that guy for me."

"I'll go find someone else and be right back."

He then turned and ran outside.

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Chapter Twenty-Four: Watching the Show, of course, they never mind making things worse!

"Da da da, da da da..."

So, in the dead of night in Danzhou, the streets were deserted.

A five-year-old boy was seen running wildly, barefoot.

If you didn't know better, you'd think it was some kid who'd done something wrong.

After being beaten by his parents, he ran away from home in resentment.

However, he didn't run too far and stopped in front of a grocery store.

"Knock knock knock knock".

Fan Xian knocked rapidly on the door of the general store.

You could tell from his voice that he was very anxious.

The two sentences that the gentleman had unintentionally said earlier reminded him.

There must have been a reason why the man in black came to his bedroom in the middle of the night.