Fangcun had a long dream. He dreamed of his brother running Ma Nanshan, cutting the tiger demon, lifting the tiger's head, and threw it in front of Mr. Lan Shuang, and said aloud the evil he had done. Everyone is accusing and scolding Mr. Lan Shuang, but Mr. Lan Shuang is not half angry. He just calmly looked at his brother and asked him softly: "You are against your husband for some irrelevant people..."

"does it worth?"

　　 Fang Cun didn't know how to answer, and didn't hear his brother's answer. He woke up with a frustration in his heart.

　　 sat up suddenly, he looked around, a little confused.

　　 Everything around me gradually became clear, the book case, the inkstone, the window lattice... I was at home.

　　 Three days ago, I had already returned.

After discovering that Mr. Lan Shuang was the real mandrill, he often had such weird dreams. Sometimes in his dreams he became the older brother of the year, and sometimes he became Mr. Lan Shuang, which made his mind unstable. , He never went to the academy. The academy also seemed to know that such a big thing had happened to Fang Cun and gave him time to recuperate, so he took the initiative to grant him leave.

　　 Fang Cun knew that during this time, the outside has been very lively.

　　 The fact that Lan Shuang taught the refining pill and seized the students in the Baixiang Academy has spread throughout Liuhu City.

Ren Dan was found in the cave where Lanshuang was taught, and someone else found out some trading relationships between him and Lingxiu, and with the Sea-Swallowing Gang. Now his charges have been confirmed, but it's just puzzling. What's more, it is clear that everyone looked at the appearance at the time, and they all guessed that Lan Shuang was taught by the second son of the other party. In the end, Fang Cun denied this evil deed...

　　 Of course, denial goes to denial. The thing that he suddenly turned white has fallen into the eyes of countless people, causing countless speculations.

It’s not a good thing for a young boy to have a white head. If it’s not for the root damage and the original loss, how could there be such a thing as a sudden white head. So now, countless people have believed that regardless of whether Fang Cun admits it or not, Fang Cun at the time was just being blue. Mr. Shuang lost the home but failed because the home was interrupted, but in the process of taking home, he still hurt his origin.

　　……

　　……

　　 "The son is awake..."

　　 When the maid waiting outside the door saw Fang Cun sat up, they all whispered.

Soon someone came in with a tray. There was a porcelain cup on it. The middle of the cup was Shouwu soup made by Mrs. Fang. Looking at the black and white hair on Fangcun’s head, the little maid felt a little distressed. , I couldn't help but cry when my nose wrinkled.

　　 "Why cry?"

　　 Fangcun glared at her, took a sip of Shouwu soup, and said, "It's gone!"

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

　　 Fangcun shook his head, and said, "I have said so many times, I'm fine!"

"Yes Yes……"

　　 The little maid looked at Fang Cun's hair, and couldn't help crying.

　　 "Go out first!"

　　 Fang sighed helplessly and waved his hand.

Earlier, Xiaoqingliu drove herself back in a carriage, and Mrs. Fang and Mrs. Fang could see the white hair on their heads at a glance, as if the sky had collapsed, plus the rumors in the city. I was so worried, I didn't dare to disturb myself more, and it was harder to ask, so I just thoughtfully let Fangcun stay in the room to rest, changing his tricks every day to help him...

"Ugh……"

　　 took the bronze mirror on the case next to him, Fang Cun glanced at it, and then covered it again in annoyance.

　　 My own hair is at least nearly 30% white!

　　I was punished so severely just because I didn’t make the matter of mandrilling human pills public.

　　 But Fang Cun does not regret it.

　　 The only regret is that there are so many white hairs that it’s not easy to pull them off.

　　 Pull it out again, you will be bald!

　　 He didn't understand, what exactly this white-headed punishment meant. Because I didn't feel it, the physical body was becoming weak. In other words, this white head does not mean that one's vitality is weakened, and whether it is mana or inner aura, it is still full of agitation, and the cultivation base seems to be more solid than before. Then, this white hair, after all Where is the punishment?

　　 Could it be your own birthday?

　　 After the hair is all white, will he be safe and sound, and suddenly die?

He could not confirm this matter for a while. He only knew that, at least for now, the white hair in this hair, besides causing the old man and his wife to be deeply worried, making him have to take these big tonics every day, Shang No other harm...

　　 "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 at a glance he saw Fang Cun's frowning gaze.

Little Fox's ears trembled suddenly, and then came in slowly, with a stack of paper in his hand, cautiously came to Fangcun's couch, held it in both hands, and handed it to Fangcun. The paper was copied. Neatly small letters, very serious.

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

"Oh……"

　　 The little fox girl promised in a low voice, she wanted to sneak out.

　　 Fangcun frowned and said, "Just copy here!"

"Yes……"

The little fox girl agreed with her head down, and ran out in small steps. After a while, holding a stack of rice paper, her own four treasures of the study, and a thick book, she came to the small case in the study and moved it. Sit down on the small bench. Then he picked up the wolf's pen, which seemed to be higher than her, and glanced at it carefully, carefully copying the scriptures, with the tail drooping behind his back...

　　 "The waist is straight, the wrist is hanging in the air..."

　　 Fang Cun frowned and reminded her that the little Fox Girl flicked her tail, her waist straightened and her wrists raised.

　　 "Is my son awake?"

　　 "Speak down, teaching the little fox to write..."

　　 "He writes that character like a dog...and teaches others?"

　　 The old couple whispered quietly outside the window, and the voices were already suppressed, but they didn't know, now that Fang Cun's cultivation base has improved, his ears are clear and he can hear clearly. Even the two of them pushed me and I heard the movement of instigating you to speak first, and I felt a little helpless. The old couple looked at themselves as soon as they opened their eyes these days, for fear that they would slip away if they didn't see them.

　　 I didn't want them to come in again, Ai Ai asked questions, and Fang Cun picked up the scriptures beside him.

　　 When the old couple saw a square inch to study, they suddenly put away their thoughts of coming in and talking. After watching for a while, I walked on tiptoe, and not far away, I heard them again whispering to do something to supplement Fang Cun's body at night...

　　 Fang Chou helplessly stroked his forehead, no accident, he had ginseng soup again tonight...

The Scripture in 　　 just looked at it for a while, and then he threw it aside, and he had memorized it all. Today, among the seven scriptures, except for the book scriptures, he has relied on merit to memorize all of them, and he is very familiar with it, even reading a lot of related notes.

　　 The only thing that hasn't been memorized is Shujing!

　　 This is Mr. Lan Shuang’s natal sutra!

　　 However, this is Mr. Lan Shuang's natal sutra, but not that of the old courtyard master.

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

　　 "The father... the son..."

　　 Outside the door, the hesitant voice of the old butler rang out: "School Fairy Meng, is here again, do you want to..."

　　 Fangcun put down the scroll and sighed softly.

In the past few days, many people have come to visit. Whether it is a college teacher or a document from the city guard, they have all come to visit and want to see Fang Cun, but Fang Cun refused. Among the college students, there are also Come here less. But now Fang Cun was upset and didn't want to see each other. He had to decline all of them. Unexpectedly, Meng Zhixue was sincere and had been here several times.

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

　　 "Oh, it's..."

　　 The old butler Huang was a little excited and went hurriedly.

The son is willing to meet outsiders. This is a good thing. I have to tell the master and his wife~lightnovelpub.net~ Originally there are differences between men and women. Even if you are classmates in academy and formal visits, you should meet in the main hall, but you are too lazy to get out, Meng Zhixue He was led directly to the bedroom. She didn't mind. When she came to the door, she slowed down a bit, let the maid wait outside the door, and came in quietly, and she saw Fang Cun sitting on the couch and reading, while the little fox was sitting on a small stool to practice seriously. word.

　　 Meng Zhixue's gaze fell on Fang Cun's white hair, and her heart trembled suddenly.

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

　　 hesitated, didn't know how to speak, was silent for a while, and whispered softly: "Blame me, at that time... it was still too slow!"

"Oh?"

　　 Fangcun put down the scroll, smiled and said, "What is too slow?"

Meng Zhixue looked at Fang Cun, and couldn't help but sighed, "At that time, I suspected that the old courtyard master was still alive, so I went to check everything around him. I accidentally turned out an old roll from the city guard. In the classics, I saw some records about Mr. Lanshuang. He originally came to the academy with Lingxiu, but the two have been deliberately alienated..."

　　 "It is said that he was born in the Nine Immortals Sect, but I found out that the Nine Immortals Sect did not have a disciple called Lan Shuang by name..."

Speaking of this, I shook my head slightly and said: "I noticed something wrong, the more I looked at the more suspicious points, I went to report to Master and Chengshou, and hurriedly brought them over, but I didn't expect that it was still a step too late. You have been given by Mr. Lan Shuang..."

　　 "It's no wonder that you suddenly brought people over at the time, and you have already found out the clues..."

　　 Fang Cun smiled when he heard the words, but his expression was somewhat sneer.

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

　　 Even the file was deliberately delivered to her.