Died of old age, and you tell me this is a life simulation?

When he first saw Fang Han, Qiao Feng was shocked.

This famous and well-known Mr. Fang Han is so young!

He originally thought that the person who could compile such a famous work and life-saving manual as "Barefoot Medical Record" must be an old gentleman with white hair who has studied medicine for many years.

I didn't expect him to be such a person!

While Qiao Feng was shocked, he was also impressed by his majesty and bearing.

After regaining his composure, he bowed respectfully and said, "Sir, I don't know how to repay your kindness. From now on, if you have any instructions, as long as they do not go against my heart, Qiao Feng will definitely obey! I will do my best to repay you!"

First, it was the life-saving grace of my parents, and then it was the kindness of Master Xuan Ku.

Without the [Nine-transformation Bear Snake Pill] and the [Barefoot Medical Record], Master Xuan Ku would have been in danger of losing his life.

In his life, the three most important relatives and mentors were able to save their lives because of Fang Han. How could Qiao Feng not be grateful!

If he hadn't had some hesitation in his heart, he wouldn't have said what was true.

Fang Han saw Qiao Feng and invited him to take a seat.

The wine was poured and the aroma filled the air.

"I heard that Brother Qiao likes to drink, why not give it a try?"

Qiao Feng looked at the crystal clear wine in the cup and thought to himself that there was actually such a good wine in the world that was as clear as water.

Even though he was depressed and distressed because of his misfortune, he couldn't help but feel happy when seeing prey. The most important thing was that since the misfortune in the medical field, he was despised by people in the world. When people saw him, they no longer encouraged him to make friends, drink and chat with them as before, but instead cursed him as a Khitan barbarian. He might not be decadent because of this, but he couldn't help but feel embarrassed and isolated as he had nowhere to go in such a big world.

Now Fang Han not only invited him to sit down, but also treated him with wine. Naturally, he was very fond of him and showed him even more respect. He said, "Since you have invited me, I will respectfully obey your order!"

After taking a sip, the clear wine flowed from the tip of the tongue into the throat. At first, it was a cool and clear taste, and then it was a burning sensation like fire.

Qiao Feng's eyes lit up, and he drank it all in one gulp. He felt refreshed, and the depression in his heart was slightly relieved. He praised it highly:

"What a strong drink!"

Fang Han smiled and said, "Good alcohol tolerance."

He was able to drink a high-concentration liquor in one gulp without batting an eyelid on his first try. That was truly amazing.

If it were in the past, Qiao Feng, who was addicted to alcohol, had tasted such a good wine, he would have been extremely excited.

But now he was full of suspicions, with no way to dispel them, and he didn't have much desire to drink.

He looked at Fang Han, pondered for a while, and finally decided to ask directly, asking sincerely: "Sir, do you seem to know a lot about Qiao's affairs?"

Fang Han nodded slightly and said, "I do know."

There's nothing to hide.

The whole story of the Yanmen Pass incident was described in a clear and organized manner.

After hearing this, Qiao Feng was shocked.

He didn't doubt the truth of the matter.

Because at the Xinglin Conference, the matter was basically confirmed.

He also found out from his parents that he was not their biological son.

It’s just that many doubts have been covered up and cannot be clarified.

383 Now, after hearing what Fang Han said and knowing the truth, Qiao Feng felt a mixture of emotions welling up in his heart. He was filled with rage, and his face looked a little ferocious.

"Murong Bo! He deserves to die!"

The root of all grievances comes from the person spreading false information.

"Could this person have an irreconcilable feud with my...biological parents? First he schemed to harm them, and now he's trying to harm my parents and my mentor! Hateful! Hateful!"

Fang Han took a sip and said, "It wasn't him who wanted to kill your adoptive parents and Master Xuan Ku. Murong Bo has spent his entire life planning for the revival of the Yan Kingdom and will not do anything unnecessary."

Qiao Feng's expression changed slightly: "If it's not him, could it be someone else..."

Fang Han looked at Qiao Feng and said, "Your biological father, Xiao Yuanshan, did it."

"..."

Qiao Feng was struck by lightning and was stunned on the spot.

His mind was in a turmoil. He suddenly stood up, his eyes wide open, and he said in disbelief: "How... is this possible? Why would he kill...

My parents raised me for many years and always treated me as their own child.

My Master Xuan Ku taught me martial arts and taught me the principles of life. His kindness is immense. Why would he do this...?"

Fang Han said without changing his expression, "It's not impossible that he encountered a catastrophic change without any reason, and was separated from his wife and children. He was filled with hatred and became cruel and violent. What exactly happened, Brother Qiao should go and ask in person."

Qiao Feng sat down in a daze, nodded, and remained silent for a long time.

Fang Han looked outside and said loudly, "Friends outside, since you are here, why don't you stop and come in?"

Qiao Feng came back to his senses slightly, frowned and looked over, only to hear a familiar and vigorous laugh.

An old man in tattered clothes, with a square face, gray hair and a long beard, walked in with big hands and feet. He had a vermilion gourd on his waist and a crystal green long stick on his back.

"You old beggar, come uninvited, what a bother!"

The person who came was none other than the Nine-Fingered Beggar Hong Qigong!

He is also one of the Five Great Masters [Beggar of the North]!

As Hong Qigong spoke, he looked at Fang Han and was amazed.

What a banished immortal-like character!

Qiao Feng exclaimed in astonishment, "Old Gang Leader Hong!"

This old gang leader has been traveling for a long time, and he is rarely seen.

I never thought I would see it here.

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Chapter 348: On the Beggars’ Sect!

Hong Qigong looked at Fang Han. Although he was surprised by his youth, he was still delighted. He politely said, "This old beggar is honored to meet you, Mr. Fang! I have long heard of your virtuous name and we have known each other for a long time!"

I am honored to finally see you today!"

Fang Han smiled slightly and returned the greeting, "Master Hong is a man of unparalleled benevolence and righteousness. I have also heard of your great name."

Hong Qigong was delighted when he heard this, and said happily, "Sir, you also know about the old beggar? Very good! Very good!"

He had a very happy smile on his face.

He was chivalrous and righteous throughout his life, and was praised by people.

I don't know how many compliments I've heard.

But even though the words are the same, it depends on who says it.

If they were gang members or people from the martial arts world, Hong Qigong would not think anything of it, but the Mr. Fang in front of him was a real great sage!

Everyone in the government and among the people knows this person’s name!

Who wouldn’t admire and respect it to the utmost?

Such a great and wise man openly praised his unparalleled benevolence and righteousness, and said that he had heard of his name. The sense of recognition and accomplishment he felt was naturally incomparable to what others could achieve no matter how much they praised him!

It’s like in your previous life, when a stupid netizen who only knew how to shout 666 said you were awesome, and when a famous and respected person across the country praised you for being awesome, those are completely different feelings.

This was roughly what Hong Qigong was like at this time.

In particular, he himself really admires Fang Han and respects him very much, so this feeling needs to be filtered further.

Fang Han smiled slightly and said, "Master Hong, please take a seat."

As he spoke, he took the wine jar and poured him a glass of wine.

Hong Qigong sniffed it, his eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "I smelled a very strong aroma of wine outside. Sir, this wine is extraordinary!"

When he came to Qiao Feng's side, the smile on his face faded slightly. He reached out and patted his shoulder without saying much, just said: "Drink! Drink!"

Despite this, Qiao Feng couldn't help but feel relieved, quite comforted, and nodded.

Both of them sat upright. Hong Qigong held the glass of wine carefully, sniffed it carefully, and squinted his eyes in a somewhat intoxicated manner.

After taking a sip, he suddenly hissed and exclaimed, "What a strong wine!"

He sighed a few times and drank the wine slowly.

Hong Qigong blushed slightly and said with emotion, "Such a strong liquor is rare in the world!"

It was just too strong, too much for his taste.

However, it would be nice to have a drink of this kind of liquor when the weather is freezing cold.

"Does this wine have a name?"

"There are no new varieties of wine at the moment, if you want to add a new one...

Fang Han pondered for a moment and said, "How about burning the knife?"

Qiao Feng praised, "Like a burning fire, like a sharp knife, what a good name! This wine must be excellent!"

Fang Han smiled slightly: "Only Brother Qiao has such a huge appetite that he can handle it!"

The ancients did not necessarily like to drink highly concentrated liquor.

He ordered people to brew rice wine not for the sake of wine, but for alcohol. Rice wine like Shaodaozi's was just a by-product.

Hong Qigong laughed heartily and said, "Indeed! This wine is too spicy for the throat, even an old beggar can hardly handle it."

As he spoke, he looked at Fang Han with a subtle expression.

Mr. Fang drank this wine without blushing or changing his expression. I don't know if it's because he can drink a lot, or if...

Thinking about what he had seen and heard along the way, Hong Qigong felt a slight movement in his heart.

The three of them talked and drank, and in the end, 70 to 80 percent of the liquor went into Qiao Feng's stomach, which seemed like he was drinking to drown his sorrows.

Night, inn.

In the room, Qiao Feng and Hong Qigong sat opposite each other.

"I know everything. I will never let you suffer any injustice. Tomorrow we will set off back to the Beggars' Sect headquarters. I will personally vouch for you!"

Qiao Feng shook his head slightly. "Deputy Gang Leader Ma's death was an injustice to Qiao Feng, but my Khitan identity cannot be false. I have no face to go back. I appreciate Old Gang Leader Hong's kindness."

Seeing that Hong Qigong seemed to be trying to persuade him, Qiao Feng continued, "Besides, the grudge at Yanmen Pass back then must be resolved no matter what..."

After hearing this, Hong Qigong sighed and said, "Well, the old beggar in the gang should go back and explain himself."

Qiao Feng said gratefully, "Thank you, Old Gang Leader Hong!"

Hong Qigong thought for a moment and asked, "What are your plans for the future?"

He could see that Qiao Feng would most likely not return to the Beggars' Sect.

Upon hearing this, Qiao Feng fell silent for a while, with a look of confusion in his eyes.

His life experience changed dramatically. He went from being a Song citizen to a Khitan barbarian, which made him really at a loss as to where to go.

In the past, all he thought about was leading the Beggars' Sect to fight against the Khitans and Jurchens in the north to defend his country!

But now...

Can he still be the same?

Or in other words, how should he gain a foothold?

He couldn't figure out this problem for the time being.

After a long pause, Qiao Feng finally collected his thoughts and shook his head, saying, "To be honest with you, Old Boss, Qiao Feng hasn't figured out what to do next. I can only take things one step at a time and see what happens."

Those things are too complicated.

Now he only thinks about revenge and repaying kindness!

When everything is over, it would be nice to just retire from society and go back to support my parents.

And his biological father...