Joy of Life: Starting from Teacher Fan Xian

Chapter 5 Who should I scare so late at night?

Since Lin Ruo came to the mansion to teach, for several days, Fan Xian almost stopped strolling outside the mansion to hold storytimes with the group of teenagers.

The difference in mental age and knowledge level made Fan Xian less and less interested. Being with them felt like taking care of children all the time. The term "calling friends and inviting them along" did not suit him at all.

In fact, rather than playing with Ruoruo in the mansion, Fan Xian actually preferred to tangle with the older maids.

These days, Fan Xian has developed a strong sense of dependence on Lin Ruo.

The latter would not deliberately teach anything, but would only help the four-year-old child open his eyes to see the world more. This was very attractive to Fan Xian, who was living a new life.

After all, nestling in the body of a little child, Fan Xian really has great expectations for the unknown world.

For a long time, on the only remaining main street in Danzhou Port, people no longer saw young noblemen strolling leisurely holding the hands of their maids.

Instead, a young and handsome scholar took the two young children to look around and talk about everything to broaden their horizons.

Whenever Fan Xian found some new things, such as glass or soap, his little face would always reveal a look of disappointment.

Danzhou Port is not big, but it is also not small, but the information flow is very fast. Within half a day, everyone knew that a new teacher had come to the Earl's villa.

He is young, but has profound attainments and is a juren. I heard that he will go to Beijing to take part in the imperial examination next year.

As time went by, Butler Zhou couldn't help but complain: "Hey, sir, why are you taking the young lady and the young master out for a walk again?"

However, Lin Ruo always managed to accurately answer according to the housekeeper's words: "You taught me that. This is called playing with things and losing one's ambition."

Butler Zhou had nothing to say, but he often reminded Lin Ruo to be careful and not let the wary old lady notice the clues.

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That night, one person arrived as promised.

"Are you Fan Xian?"

The inquiry was clearly very polite, but unfortunately it was pitch dark at night. The man sneaked into the room with a knife in his hand. The most frightening thing was that he looked very ugly.

Fan Xian was more sober than ever before, shaking his hands and head: "I am not Fan Xian."

The Night Walker frowned and said, "You are lying. This is clearly Fan Xian's bedroom."

"I'm really not Fan Xian." Fan Xian was so impatient and nervous that even the night walker began to doubt himself.

"You are not Fan Xian, then where is Fan Xian?" the Night Walker said indifferently.

"Behind you." Fan Xian pointed.

The Night Walker suddenly smiled and said, "It seems that you are really smart and have learned how to protect yourself. However, if you really fall into such a situation one day, your little tricks will not be enough."

Fan Xian was speechless: "Really behind you."

The night walker's eyes turned slightly brown, and he finally turned his head and looked back, wanting to see what tricks the little guy was playing.

I didn't know it at first glance, and I was shocked when I saw it.

A man appeared quietly in the room without anyone noticing. In the dark night, he was looking at him with a harmonious and gentle smile.

The night walker was wondering where this living person came from.

Bang! There was a crisp sound.

Porcelain pillow fragments were scattered all over the ground, and when the night light faded, the night walker collapsed to the ground with a bleeding head.

What he could not have expected was that there was already a second person hiding in the house before he entered. What he could not have expected even more was that the person who launched the sneak attack was not this person.

Fan Xian let go of the half-broken porcelain pillow with lingering fear, and said, "Sir, it's all thanks to you that we discovered this sneaky man in broad daylight."

Lin Ruo squatted down and said, "You are quite strong, where did you learn that?"

Fan Xian scratched his head shyly: "I can't hide anything from you, sir. You also know that I have practiced a little bit of martial arts."

"Of course, otherwise I wouldn't let you take action." Lin Ruo said calmly without asking any more questions.

Fan Xian thought, sir, you are just a scholar who can't even do anything. How can you handle a murder? He immediately ran out with a chill in his heart.

"Sir, just wait and see."

It was late at night and the door of the grocery store was clattering.

"Uncle Wuzhu, someone wants to kill me."

As he finished speaking, the door of the grocery store opened gently, and the blind boy stood at the door. He closed the door expressionlessly, took a deep look at the flustered Fan Xian, and walked towards the Earl's villa.

"My young master, you have to give me an explanation afterwards. How do you know me?"

Fan Xian didn't care about that. He walked with his short legs, leading Wu Zhu one after the other through the dog hole back to the bedroom.

In the bedroom, looking at the night walker lying on the ground, who was unknown whether dead or alive, Fan Xian swallowed his saliva and said softly, "Uncle, I am still young, and the master is a weak man. I really can't handle this matter, so I have to find you."

Wu Zhu lifted the face of the night walker and turned to look at Lin Ruo: "Did you do this?"

Lin Ruo shrugged and shook his head: "No."

Wu Zhu stood up, and after a long while he could not help but say: "Young Master, you really surprised me."

Fan Xian smiled and said, "Uncle Wu Zhu, the technique was left behind by you."

"Uncle, let's deal with the assassin first. Hey, this assassin looks too ugly." Fan Xian couldn't bear to look at him, and said with disdain, looking at the knife on the ground, "Uncle, he's an assassin anyway, why not just do it."

Seeing this, Wu Zhu shook his head and said, "You and the young lady have very different personalities. You are so cruel and ruthless at such a young age. I don't know who taught you to be so cruel and ruthless."

"Teacher, teach..." Fan Xian started subconsciously, but was startled and quickly held back his words, "Teacher, I'm not talking about you."

"I know, it's my father." Lin Ruo replied.

Fan Xian gritted his teeth, wanting to cry but without the tears. Now he had offended the two people closest to him at once.

"You killed the wrong person." Wu Zhu suddenly said indifferently, introducing, "This is Master Fei Jiefei, the head of the Third Division of the Kyoto Supervisory Council. He is good at using poison and is one of us."

"Ah! How can one of our own be so despicable?" Fan Xian frowned, shocked beyond words, and turned his head to look at Lin Ruo with an innocent face.

Lin Ruo turned his head helplessly: "Of course I know that the Supervisory Council is well-known, but I don't have the ability to meet these big shots."

Fan Xian sighed, swallowed the bitter fruit, and thought to himself that his luck today was really bad.

"Just fight, there's no need to think too much." Wu Zhu said quietly, not knowing whether he was trying to comfort Fan Xian or if he just didn't care.

Anyway, Fan Xian couldn't hear any comfort in the words.

"You can't blame others for their misconduct." Lin Ruo said something fair.

Fan Xian nodded excitedly. The master was the best: "You have a way out, but you have to come here in the middle of the night. Who are you trying to scare?"

(End of this chapter)