Chapter 6: Cremated Vampire
The peach wood sword that was stuck in Zhao Widow's chest was still on it.
Qin Tian did not light the fire immediately at this moment.
Instead, he pulled out several talismans from inside the yellow cloth bag, and Qin Tian took the orientation of the eight trigrams formation, placed the talismans in his hands, and pasted them on the ground.
Reciting words under his breath, it was only after doing all this that he began to light the torches.
Qin Feng stood on the side, silent watching, also did not ask, eighteen-year-old Qin Feng, showed belonging to his age is different calm.
In his previous life, he also experienced this scene, but the one who did this was himself, not his grandfather, Qin Feng's memory, his grandfather was fighting with Zhao Widow's zombie for several rounds, and in the end, at the cost of injuries, he temporarily suppressed this white stiff.
Because of the serious injuries sustained during the fight, it was Qin Feng who set up this Eight Trigrams Demon Subduing Array under the guidance of his grandfather in his previous life.
The firewood pile had long been doused with diesel fuel.
With a little bit of firelight, it instantly blazed up.
Qin Feng clearly saw, in the midst of the firelight, Zhao Widow's body, trembling violently, but because of the peach wood sword inserted in her chest, emitting gusts of yellow, colorful light, Zhao Widow was not able to move.
When the last trace of fire went out, the sky was already bright, and Qin Tian also let out a long breath.
Widow Zhao's matter was finally taken care of.
At this time, the people in the village also came over.
Qin Tian greeted them and explained some things, and the villagers started to busy themselves, then took Qin Feng and headed for home.
After working for the whole night, Qin Tian was already tired a long time ago.
On the way back.
"Little Wind, you are also considered a half cultivator, according to your current cultivation, it is estimated that in a month's time at the most, you will be able to enter the Qi Nurturing Realm, have you memorized what I said before?"
Qin Tian opened his mouth and spoke, his mind slightly exhausted.
"Grandpa, I've memorized everything." Qin Feng had a well-behaved look.
"It's good if you have memorized it, our lineage is a single lineage of the Qin family, to grandpa here, there are not many arts that have been passed down, what I can teach has been taught to you, I don't expect you to be able to carry it forward, just don't lose what has been left behind by the old ancestor."
Qin Tian raised his head in thought, at this moment, the early morning sunlight shone on his body, it seemed very warm, the early morning of July and August was very cool.
"Grandpa, don't worry, what you taught me, I remember, the rules of the cultivator world, I also remembered, as a cultivator, I promise that I won't rely on my arts and crafts, to do wrong." Qin Feng's expression at this moment was very serious.
In his previous life, these were his grandfather's last words.
Now that he was reborn, the traces of history hadn't changed, however, the ending of history had been changed by himself.
The White Stiff didn't hurt his grandfather, and the White Stiff's deathly aura, didn't invade his grandfather's body, so, quite simply, his grandfather had survived.
In his previous life, he finished his senior year of high school and entered the Capital City University.
It is also after entering the university, their own coincidence, obtained the inheritance of the previous life of a body of arts, from then on, officially entered the cultivator world.
The white earthenware embryo house.
Black tiles, thick beams.
A small door, two wooden windows, rather empty main hall, raise your head to see, through the light of the glass tile.
Next to the main hall were two bedrooms, similar to the layout of Widow Zhao's house, this was none other than Qin Feng's house.
Qin Feng lived in the secondary bedroom, Qin Tian lived in the master bedroom, the grandparents and grandchildren are so dependent on each other for more than ten years.
In the early nineties, this year, just ninety-five years.
The countryside in 1995 was still very poor, with a tiled house, basically good.
This is also a few years, the national economy began to recover, Qi Men Jianghu began to rise.
Fortune-telling, face reading, geomancer and other professions, re-entered the people's field of vision, if you do more than ten years ago, that particular era, where can see the fortune-telling.
As soon as it appeared, it was basically a miserable fate.
Back home, the old man rested to go, yesterday night, and is moving qi, and is making magic, even if the old man has already had the cultivation of the early realm of qi nourishment, at the moment also mind and soul labor, how to say, also encountered zombies, this is how many years, there has not been such a thing.
Originally, the old man's age was high, and he definitely could not resist the mental exhaustion.
Qin Feng did not go to rest, but searched for memories and habitually sat on top of a stone at the edge of the front ping.
The sun gradually rose.
The coolness of the early morning also gradually disappeared and the temperature slowly rose, the end of July was the hottest.
It wasn't even nine o'clock in the morning, and it already felt scorching hot.
At the end of August, one was going to report to the university.
There was less than a month to go.
Qin Feng pondered over his memories.
Back then, he had entered the university with half a foot in the Qi Nurturing Realm.
After entering the university, because of his curiosity about the cultivator realm, he got involved in a matter in the cultivator realm, and as a result, he suffered a chase, and while fleeing from the campus and hiding in the countryside, he accidentally obtained the inheritance that he had possessed in his previous life, which opened up an extraordinary path for himself.
Qin Feng was thinking about all this at the moment under the blazing sun.
In this life, he had been reborn, the trajectory of history was roughly not going to be wrong, and he was able to learn about it ahead of time, so in this life, he would start over again, letting his grandfather enjoy his old age in peace, and letting himself live a free and easy life.
A superb light flickered in Qin Feng's eyes and he clenched his fists.
Qin Feng, who had made a decision, stood up.
Leaving the Sun Underground.
Right now, one's cultivation had not yet stepped into the Qi Nurturing Realm, so the next thing one had to do, in this next month, was to step into the Qi Nurturing Realm.
The cool breeze was pleasant.
The croaking insects in the fields made the black night seem lively.
The incident at Zhao Widow's house had completely made his grandfather Qin Tian famous.
The countryside believes in these things, not to mention, there were witnesses in the first place, the so-called one spreads ten, ten spreads a hundred.
In the past few days, a steady stream of people came to the house and invited their grandfather to take a shot.
The grandparents and grandchildren sat on the front lawn of the house to cool off.
"Little Wind, I'm going out early tomorrow morning, I probably won't be back for a while, don't forget to cultivate at home by yourself." Qin Tian spoke with some helplessness and some fulfillment.
These days the endless stream of people, let himself both happy, but also bitter, said happy because the Qin family's inheritance in their own hands, is also considered to play a little bit of fame, but bitter is that he is just an ordinary magician, the Qin family's inheritance is barely considered a mountain art, said those who read the face fortune-telling, is not their own hand.
This is not, every day laboring on their own too many people, these days of mind and soul consumption is really too big, are folks, and not good to refuse, this is not ready to go out tomorrow morning to avoid a while.
The first thing I'd like to say is that I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this.
