Prince, who shall we kill today?

There was thunder and heavy rain.

Han Che rushed into the quack doctor's hall with his head in his arms, threw his umbrella and rushed inside.

"Slow down, slow down!" Dr. Zhang yelled, "You brat with hands and feet, don't hit anyone!"

Han Che turned a deaf ear, went inside and patted his chest against the wall, gasping for breath.

Damn it, it's going to be a joke if you say it, he's in his 20s and still can't get rid of his old habit of being afraid of thunder.Originally, he wanted to come to the quack doctor's clinic to ask questions, but when thunder rumbled from the sky as he walked, he was afraid that he would be struck to death by lightning, so he ran all the way here.

Before he could recover, he was suddenly slapped on the back, almost jumping up in fright.

"Master." He turned around with a disheveled face.

Yuan Qionghua took him to wipe the rain off his face, brought him a bowl of ginger tea, and asked him to stay by the stove for a while to dry his clothes.

Han Che hid here holding a bowl of hot tea.

After about an hour, the thunder finally stopped, and the man finally dared to raise his head and be a man.

He walked around the medical hall and found the owner.

"Senior, are you busy?"

"Busy." Yong Shixi glanced at the child, looked at him suspiciously and said, "What do you want to do, kid?"

"It's as if I've done something!" Han Che was indignant, "I've always been very good, and I help every doctor every day. Everyone praises me, so don't blame me!"

Yong Shixi narrowed his eyes: "Who went to the house to reveal the tiles?"

Han Che laughed dryly: "I didn't do that to save the little gecko."

"This is the reason why you uncovered a large piece of my roof and didn't help me put the tiles back?" Yong Shixi poked Han Che on the forehead, turned and left, "What's the matter?"

Han Che followed and said in a low voice, "I want to ask you something about...well, about Uncle Qichun."

"Huh?" After hearing his words, Yong Shixi stopped.

He looked back at the young man and pondered, "You want to investigate Qichun?"

Han Che nodded.

Yong Shixi said: "Don't check it, it's meaningless."

"Yes." Han Che said, "We have to give the truth to innocent people who died in vain."

"So what if you know the truth?" Yong Shixi's eyes became bleak, "Even if you pursue the truth with good intentions, even if you kill the murderer in front of me, my Qichun will not come back, so ah, when the time comes... Let's call it a day."

He sighed, and then pressed his thin hands on Han Che's thin shoulders.

"I know you are kind, child, and I am very grateful that you care so much about Qichun. In fact, I don't have the heart to hit you. It's just that people can't be resurrected after death. It's really meaningless to investigate. Forget it, child."

The old man changed the subject and said again: "Although there is already a prescription, your condition is still very dangerous, so don't run around and take good care of yourself."

"It's because I'm not out of danger yet, so I try my best to do something meaningful..." Han Che lowered his head and saw a dragonfly with rain-wetted wings struggling at his feet. Picking it up at the waist, he said in a low voice, "I don't want to bring up the sadness of senior, and I also know that even if the real culprit is found out, Uncle Qichun's family will not be able to come back. But... this matter is very involved, if you don't investigate If it is clear, I am afraid that other people will be killed, so... so I still hope that the senior can tell me what he knows."

"What is so involved?" Yong Shixi was a little surprised, and then took Han Che to his study, and said to him, "Quickly explain in detail."

Han Che said: "Senior, do you know Ren Dong?"

"The military adviser of the Nanying Association. I know it, but I haven't seen it. He also dislikes the doctors in our quack doctor's clinic for their poor medical skills." Yong Shixi said, "What does the matter of Qichun have to do with him? When he came to Nanjiang, Qichun has passed away for two years."

Han Che said: "It is very likely that he used Gu Fenglin's power to destroy the Red Flower Sect, Fengchi Villa, Wuhumen, Liangyi Sword Sect and Tianlangbao in order to avenge Uncle Qichun."

"What?" Yong Shixi's eyes widened, "But I never knew that Qichun was connected with this person. How could he conclude that these sects killed Qichun? How did you deduce that Did he kill those people to avenge Qichun?"

A series of questions were thrown to Han Che, and Han Che answered them one by one for the old man.

By the time the two of them finished talking, it was already late.

The two pushed the door out and saw that the sky was already extremely gloomy.Yong Shixi said: "It's pitch black, you can stay at night. Squeeze with your master."

"Thank you, senior, but there's no need." Han Che looked at the big tree in the distance, and there was a tall man standing under it, holding an umbrella and holding a lantern, waiting for him.

A warm smile appeared on Han Che's face: "Someone from my family is here to pick me up. Let me take my leave."

As he spoke, he raised his legs and walked towards the man, ran again after a few steps, and then got under the man's umbrella.

The two went to bid farewell to their master together, and then left the quack doctor's hall.

Xue Man hung the lantern on the front of the carriage, and got on the carriage first.As soon as Han Che entered, the other party picked up the cloak that he had prepared long ago, and wrapped him up.

"Is it cold?" Xue Man touched Han Che's cold cheek.

Han Che shook his head, then buried himself in his arms and closed his eyes to listen to his heartbeat.The two held hands and leaned against each other, the carriage swayed, and after a while both of them fell asleep.

A lamp drove away the darkness of the night, and when they reached the place, the groom woke them up.Han Che was still in a daze, so Xue Man carried him upstairs, took off his rain-soaked coat, and stuffed him into his bed.

He felt Han Che's hands and feet were cold, and worried that he would not be warm enough to sleep alone, so he also took off his clothes and got under the bed, hugging him with warmth.

Han Che shrank into his arms in a daze, then raised his legs and put them on him.Xue Man's heart was soft, and he couldn't help but patted his head.

After warming him up, he dressed lightly and got up again, left the bedroom, and went to another room to teach Song Mingzhao sword skills.

That was the room he asked Xie Xuan to vacate specially for his two apprentices to practice.

Song Mingzhao is particularly hardworking, wishing to practice from morning to night every day, without eating, drinking, or sleeping.

Xue Man tried to dissuade him loudly at first, but he verbally agreed, and the next day he secretly practiced alone for a long time. After so many extra sessions, Xue Man had no choice but to criticize seriously.

He finally understood how helpless his father's feeling was when he faced that crazy practicing self.

At this moment, he is also experiencing such a thing, and he is both gratified and helpless.

It is more natural to worry about the apprentice's body.

It wasn't until he threatened with the words "I won't teach you if you are so disobedient again" that the boy hurriedly went back to sleep.

But he didn't fall asleep, as if he was extremely worried that he would be expelled from the school, so he hurriedly went to Han Che and asked him to intercede for him.

When Han Che pleaded with Xue Man, Xue Man couldn't laugh or cry.

How could he be willing to expel such a lovely apprentice who worked so hard.

"Master!" Seeing him coming, Song Mingzhao immediately smiled happily.

Xue Man checked and accepted the results of the previous class as usual, and then taught him new moves.He doesn't teach much every day, and hopes that the apprentices will not be too tired, and they can lay a good foundation first.

After learning, the master and apprentice chatted together.

Song Mingzhao asked: "Shall we still accept disciples, Master?"

Xue Man said: "I won't think about it for the time being, and I won't be able to take care of it if I accept it. Let's accept it after you and Ah Fei have completed their studies. At that time, you two will take care of the disciples. But..."

He slowed down and said: "A Fei is getting older, and his health is getting worse and worse. I must not let him be too tired. Therefore, you may have to worry about things in the sect in the future."

"I..." Song Mingzhao said in a low voice, "I'm a handicapped person, unable to take on great responsibilities, so I want Master to recruit other disciples..."

"No, no, you are kind-hearted, respect your teacher, and work hard. It is most suitable for you to lead other disciples." Xue Man patted him on the shoulder and gave him an encouraging smile, "In the magic knife Men, you will not encounter what will happen in Nanying. I will not let anyone bully you. You don't have to worry, I will always support you."

"Yeah!" Song Mingzhao's eyes flashed, he didn't say any more depressing words, but cheered up and continued to practice martial arts.

Xue Man went out to have a look, and the ink box stage became more and more lively. Tiejiazhuang sent disciples to stay in, and was responsible for entertaining the knights who signed up to participate in the competition. Xie Xuan also arranged capable assistants to help them.

The group of heroes were in high spirits, and they were all practicing kung fu diligently, planning to show off their demeanor in the martial arts competition and win the magic weapon.Xue Man was also relieved of some pressure.Many people challenged him whether he used a knife or not.Now that there are other divine soldiers who can fight for it, they naturally let Xue Man go.

All the inns in Xishi City were full of people. Xie Xuan kept a smile on her face every day, trying to restrain her emotions and not let herself laugh out loud.

If it weren't for the banquet at Shendaomen, he wouldn't have welcomed so many guests, so he didn't mention the account afterwards.He now earns far more than he pays.Later, he even went to tell Xue Man that the first anniversary celebration must also be held here.

Xue Man said: "It's too early to say this now!"

Xie Xuan didn't take it seriously: "It's not too early, let me tell you in advance, lest you go to another house."

Xue Man said: "You might as well go and tell our master, I will listen to him."

Xie Xuan said: "It's not all about your happiness."

What he said made Xue Man feel like he was being spoiled by his wife, and he was very happy.However, Han Che was very kind to him on weekdays, and almost tried his best to satisfy all his wishes.The more he thought about it, the happier he became, and he couldn't help laughing out loud.

Xie Xuan said again: "The first anniversary is still early, but some other activities can be held. For example, you can establish friendly relations with other sects, or you can challenge the masters in the rivers and lakes with a battle post."

"Then you will do it all here, right? So that you can make a fortune?" Xue Man said helplessly, "Boss Xie, you really don't treat people like people. Are you trying to exhaust me to death?"

Xie Xuan thought that for the sake of long-term benefit, this person must have a good rest, so he curbed his messy thoughts first.

The night was already dark, but the ink cartridge station was still a lively scene.

Xue Man was walking through the corridor when suddenly he brushed shoulders with someone.

The man stopped at the same time as him.

The two turned back simultaneously.

The eyes collided, and the fighting spirit rose.Xue Man said: "Your Excellency, do you want to discuss with me?"

Xie Yan clenched his fists.

He really does.

But now is not the right time.

And Xie Xuan was watching them both from the side. If he wanted to fight, he would probably be hugged by this guy's thigh, so he shook his head and said goodbye to that person.

Xue Man felt bored, sighed and returned to his residence.

Han Che was waiting for him to eat, and the two of them drank some wine.Although he was not drunk, Han Che's cheeks were slightly flushed, and he looked shy, which was very cute.

Later, when he waited for Xue Man to take a bath, the two of them were playing in the surging heat. Han Che couldn't help but said, "Aren't you afraid of water? Are you afraid of soaking like this?"

"That's right." Xue Man only discovered this problem now. The next moment, he suddenly rushed towards Han Che, hugged him tightly and said, "I'm afraid! I'm afraid to death!"

Han Che giggled, touched his curly hair and said softly, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Han Che took Xue Man to sit by the bathtub, and squeezed his arms and legs under the water to let the man relax his muscles.Xue Man felt refreshed and joyful after being served.After a while they both wiped themselves off and went to bed.As soon as he climbed onto the bed, Han Che was thrown down.The other party leaned over his body and looked at him directly.

Han Che was ashamed by him, and couldn't help pulling up the thin quilt to cover Xue Man, then wrapped his hands around his broad back, let him press down on his body, and said softly: "Sleep. "

Xue Man moved closer to him, pinched his chin and blocked his lips.