Chapter 898 Many Children, Many Debts!

"Clang!"

The newly buried coffin was dug out, but it was already covered in rust.

Zheng Fan turned to look at Xue San, and said:

"Aren't you afraid A'ming will come back and fight you to the death?"

Xue San hurriedly said, "My lord, the situation was urgent at the time, and the Second Madam was about to give birth, so your subordinate had no choice but to seal this Daoist into this coffin.

If A'ming comes back angry, let him take it out on me. I can take it."

Zheng Fan bent down, reached out and patted Xue San's shoulder, and said;

"I was hoping you'd advance right now."

"Your subordinate... wants to as well."

"But it's not working?"

"No."

"Then it's not my fault," Zheng Fan said.

"Your subordinate dares not."

"Let's get him out first."

"Yes."

The Daoist, his body covered in silver needles, was moved out of the coffin. The inside of the coffin already showed signs of corrosion, and several silver needles had fallen off. Obviously, during the time he was buried, the Daoist was not completely unconscious. He was trying to save himself to escape the predicament.

Fan Li brought a chair for Zheng Fan to sit down.

Xue San then stepped forward, without saying a word, and loosened his pants.

The Daoist slowly opened his eyes, clearly aware of what would happen if he continued to keep them closed.

Third Master only made a preparatory motion, then tied his belt back, and moved aside.

The Daoist's body was lying flat, but his back was propped up with a few bricks, allowing him to see Zheng Fan sitting in front of him.

"The biggest thing I won't tolerate in this life is harm to my family."

"This humble Daoist is alone, without a sect or family, free and solitary. Your Highness, this opening line isn't very useful."

Zheng Fan nodded, indicating that he understood, and then stood up and said;

"Dismember him, feed him to the dogs."

"Yes!"

After saying that, the Prince turned to leave.

This wasn't a bargaining scene at a vegetable market. The higher one's position, the less one bothered with such verbal sparring.

You put on an air of freedom, I'll grant you a liberation;

Digging out the secrets behind it, forget about it,

The black-armored man was still temporarily set aside, turned into a lightning rod.

Zheng Fan was really too lazy to think about anything else.

In addition, this Daoist had almost harmed his family, so he would simply send him to the afterlife.

In fact, if Si Niang hadn't reminded him that there was still someone buried at home waiting for him to see, and he didn't want to go against Si Niang's wishes, Zheng Fan estimated that if other Demon Kings had reported this, such as Xue San and Fan Li, he wouldn't have bothered to come here to sit down. He would have just cursed, "Bury him thoroughly and don't bother me."

The Daoist's spiritual sense was very keen, and this keenness was reflected in his grasp of qi. Even if his body was sealed, this feeling still existed.

Old officials who had floated in the officialdom were about the same in this "cultivation."

Therefore, the Daoist realized that this person was really going to dismember him immediately and wasn't joking.

"Your child is a person without roots. Do you know what that means?"

The Daoist shouted.

Zheng Fan really stopped, turned around, looked at the Daoist, and said:

"It's a daughter."

The Daoist blinked, and then understood what this meant. If it weren't for the fact that he was still stuck with a lot of needles, greatly restricting him, he would really want to cast a spell to summon a thunderbolt and die together with the Prince of Yan in front of him!

"This root is not that root. A person without roots means that he himself does not have the connection with this world that he should have. The principles of Heaven are difficult for it to grasp, which does not mean freedom.

Heaven and earth are ruthless, treating all things as straw dogs. This Heaven will not look at you any more because of your royal power and wealth or your bleak decline, but if you are not on that list, Heaven will pay special attention to you, Heaven... will let you die!

It's like one of the generals under Your Highness suddenly becomes disobedient and is no longer under your control. What would Your Highness think?"

"Heh, how fitting."

Wasn't he taking the time to see this Daoist before going out again? This time, he was going to collect military power and administer punishments.

"Hehehe."

The Prince laughed.

"Your Highness, the fate of a person without roots is even rarer than the so-called spirit child. In this humble Daoist's life, I have only read about it in the ancient books left by my master. This is the first time I have actually seen it with my own eyes.

Your Highness, aren't you worried? Aren't you worried that your child will..."

Zheng Fan didn't wait for the Daoist to finish speaking. He walked up to the Daoist and squatted down; reached out, pointed at his own face, and said:

"You say my daughter is a person without roots and will have disasters in the future. Then look at me now. What am I?"

The Daoist looked at Zheng Fan's face with suspicion.

For a long time, he didn't seem to see anything.

Zheng Fan shook his head, feeling that this Daoist might be a swindler.

But then he thought that this Daoist had caused such a big commotion after entering Fengxin City, almost no less than when Zang Fuzi entered Yanjing, so he shouldn't be so unbearable.

Perhaps, because he wanted to live, he deliberately made up a "person without roots" to move the heart of a father like himself? Then, coincidentally, from his perspective, he had really stumbled upon it?

At this time, the Daoist said:

"Your Highness, I can't see anything from your face."

"Heh."

"When a baby is born, the innate qi on its body is the strongest, so this humble Daoist can sense it from a long distance. But once it grows up, the innate qi will converge or even dissipate.

It's just that this humble Daoist was lucky enough to come to Fengxin City when Your Highness's... daughter was about to be born. If I had waited three or two years, when the child was a little older, I'm afraid I would have missed it even if we passed each other by.

However, please, Your Highness, show this humble Daoist your palm lines.

The lines in the palm are the deepest essence. Facial features are just for fun."

Hearing this, Zheng Fan raised his left hand and placed it in front of the Daoist.

In fact, what Zheng Fan didn't know was that when Zang Fuzi and Baili Jian went to Yanjing, they had met on the outskirts of Nanwang City.

At that time, Zang Fuzi had seen that Zheng Fan had the image of a black dragon on his body, and that he could become a hero when the wind rose;

It was just that Zang Fuzi wanted to conceal his identity when entering Yanjing, so he didn't cause any waves along the way.

And now, when Zheng Fan's palm was revealed in front of the Daoist, the Daoist's face began to change rapidly;

First it was calm, then shocked, then horrified, and finally, distorted;

"Hahahaha!!!!!"

The Daoist burst out laughing.

"Slap!"

Zheng Fan slapped the Daoist in the face;

Then, Zheng Fan frowned. Quite a bit of fluid seeped out of the Daoist's facial muscles, sticking to his hand.

"What the hell is this, so disgusting."

The Daoist's skin had always had problems, prone to festering, and uncomfortable when exposed to wind and light, so when traveling the world after leaving seclusion, the Daoist would put on a layer of skin for protection.

Now, he had no skin, so at first glance, it just seemed that the Daoist's skin was very white, but in fact, there was something mysterious inside.

Third Master immediately took out a handkerchief to wipe the Lord's palm, while confirming that this thing was not poisonous.

The Daoist was not angry at being slapped, but looked at Zheng Fan,

"This is truly the biggest joke in the world, the biggest joke in the world!

The dignified Prince of Pingxi of the Great Yan Kingdom,

An existence close to being enfeoffed,

The master of a vassal kingdom who can influence the situation of the various Xia,

Actually,

Actually, he is a person without roots!

Your Highness,

Your Highness,

Your Highness!!!!!!"

The Daoist shouted excitedly;

"Your Highness, how exactly did you do it? How exactly did you do it? Not only did you not die, not die suddenly, but you actually reached such a high position!"

Zheng Fan frowned slightly, suspecting that this Daoist was setting him up.

Unfortunately, the Blind Man wasn't here, otherwise they could have discussed and exchanged Jianghu techniques.

And Xue San, who was next to him, didn't have much doubt, because that day, he had truly seen the Azure Bird above his head.

The Azure Bird crushed the Buddha statue, and fought against the stars. Although it was finally grabbed by the black-armored man, it was also based on a sneak attack.

Was the Lord's fate good?

Riding a horse on a rainy day, being hit by the first trebuchet launched by the Chu people from a long distance away, how unlucky would one have to be to get this?

As for why the Lord has been safe until now,

Nonsense,

We seven have been desperately blocking the knives!

Even,

Not only we seven, but also Prince Jingnan, who has saved his lord several times before thousands of troops.

"Oh, oh, oh, so that's how it is, so that's how it is, so that's how it is."

The Daoist showed a look of sudden realization, repeating the words in his mouth.

But the Prince didn't like this feeling of being seduced into asking "why," so he just looked at him coldly.

The Daoist didn't go too far, he hesitated for a moment, lowered his voice a little, and asked;

"Your Highness, has that mad monk in the Gourd Temple outside the city said anything to you... about your children?"

A chill flashed in Zheng Fan's eyes.

The old monk had kowtowed until his head was bleeding, chanting: Many children are not necessarily a blessing.

This scene had been imprinted in Zheng Fan's mind.

The Daoist continued:

"Your Highness, your daughter is not a person without roots, no, roots have a source, so there are roots. Because her father has no roots, she shows the form of having no roots."

What this meant was that because she was your daughter, she showed the aura of a person without roots when she was about to be born. Logically speaking, a person without roots "has no past," and their existence is outside the laws of Heaven;

But when she had a father who was also a "person without roots," even if she still showed a similar aura, in reality, there was a trace to follow, that is, a person with roots who emitted the aura of a person without roots, which was also a normal person.

The corners of the Daoist's mouth twitched. Seeing that Zheng Fan didn't react, he seemed even happier talking to himself:

"Speaking of which, children are here to collect debts from their parents. This is actually true, especially when it falls on Your Highness, hahaha, it's even more apt!

The laws of Heaven are clear, and fate is predetermined.

A person without roots should not exist and is rejected by the laws of Heaven, but Your Highness has managed to reach your current position, and this Fengxin City has already established the aura of a country!

Ah~

Your Highness,

You understand how to go against the heavens more than most qi refiners in this world, and you are practicing it in person.

Heaven,

Can't do anything to you!

But Heaven,

Bullies the weak and fears the strong,

And,

Heaven,

Is still a bitch!

Keep having children,

Have more children,

The more miserable you will die in the future!"

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