Vol 1 Chapter 9 (1/2)

Chapter 9: Not Embarrassed to Ask

Within the next year, young Fan Xian began studying the science of poison and all related knowledge from Mr Fei, the teacher from the Capital City Occasionally, he would use his spare tio out of the town and into the wilderness, into the mountains to look for natural poisons from plants such as Nux Vomica, Barbados Nut, and the kind He also tasted a variety of fungus andin innumerable incidents of stomachache He would probably have died uru by his side

Of course, in order to uidance of Teacher Fei, the baseborn son of the Count of Southernland committed numerous bloodytoads died miserably from those two slim and tender hands

That year, Fan Xian turned five

Strangely, ever since Fei Jie carocery store no longer avoided Fan Xian deliberately At least each tirocery store to drink liquor, so for sure that was not readily available to little kids, Five-Bao with the wine

Sometimes Fan Xian did wonder If Five-Bamboo was really his mother’s servant, how come he was never bothered by Fan Xian’s consumption of alcohol?

Fan Xian knew that his mother certainly could not have been an ordinary person, and that explained why she had such a faithful servant, also one with incredible powers But Fan Xian was not sure whether this blind Kung Fuby his side and protect hi him out of harm’s way

Without noticing it, he had gradually grown accusto hi, from time to time, that piece of black cloth around Five-Bamboo’s eyes in a nearby corner, such as under the bamboo bush at the end of the alley, or by the tofu stall at the front of the street, so on and so forth

During the past year, the inner energy inside Fan Xian also grely but steadily Vaguely, Fan Xian could feel that the develop an iy he had accu soatively

He knew there would behim in this still unknoorld For instance, he was sure that there were many unfamiliar issues at the Count of Southernland’s mansion in the Capital City

He had set hie world, “Stay alive and live a good life!”

With such a “grand” goal, he becay cultivation to help hirander” life missions

Moreover, because he had a neuromuscular disorder in his past life and was restricted to his bed, when he could suddenly move about at will in this life, he truly cherished this ability He would get up early every ently that even Fei Jie found it a bit terrifying

Unfortunately he couldn’t get hold of a decent h he was probably e in history “As a twenty soot to work harder than those snot nosed kids,” he would always comfort himself

No one really knew the truth: he wasn’t born a diligent one; he was just hyperactive After having to lie still for over ten years, any lazy buer

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It was night, and Mr Fei Jie stayed in his private room The oil lamp on the table flickered froainst the edge of the table His grizzled hair actually seemed to have turned darker cooose quill in his hand, he appeared to be writing so on the white letter paper

Someone knocked on the door “Co his head around

Fan Xian pushed the door open He stepped over the high threshold, scratched the back of his head a few tirin

“What are you writing, Teacher?”