Chapter 23: Shang Cheng Jun's Bloodshed
"Open? Not open?" Qin Feng squinted his eyes and hesitated as he looked at the Wolf Hair Brush in his hand.
The science of feng shui encompassed a thousand things, and although this Wolf Hair Brush was only a magic weapon, as long as the aura was self-contained, even if one possessed the Divine Consciousness of the Great Circle of Qi Asking Realm, one would not be able to assess what was actually inside the Wolf Hair Brush without damaging it.
This was the common sense of Feng Shui cultivators, and basically, every cultivator understood it.
After hesitating for a moment, Qin Feng made a decision.
"We'll solve this mystery later, we still need to use this wolf brush now."
Qin Feng thought very clearly, it's not that he's not interested in what's inside this brush, but at the moment, this is all he has in his hands, it's not worth it, when his cultivation improves later, or he finds another magic weapon, then he'll come back to solve this mystery, anyway, this thing is placed in his own hands, and he's not in a hurry.
Putting the Wolf Hair Brush away, it didn't take long for the people in the dormitory to return.
After some playfulness and a simple wash, they began to fall asleep.
School days, plain but full, double ten years old teenage girl, vigor and vigor.
Almost a month after enrolling in school, after participating in military training and adapting to the living environment of the campus, Qin Feng was leisurely being a good student.
During this nearly one month's time, Qin Feng's cultivation, had been secretly and steadily practicing, and in one month's time, his cultivation had already entered the mid-Qi Nurturing realm.
If this news was known to other cultivators in the Feng Shui Realm, they would definitely be surprised beyond words.
One must know that for the average cultivator, raising a small realm in the Qi Nurturing Realm was simply impossible without two or three years, and there were even some cultivators who would be stuck in this realm for the rest of their lives.
As for Qin Feng, this was still a situation where he reached this realm while suppressing his cultivation, if Qin Feng let go of his suppression, and used the divine sense of the Qi Asking Great Perfection realm to aid in his cultivation, a month's time would be enough for him to advance to the Qi Viewing realm, I'm afraid that if this news were to be truly spread, no one would believe it.
The Meishan lineage belonged to the Mountain Arts.
It belonged to the superior inheritance among the five metaphysics of mountain, medicine, phrenology, fate, and divination in the Feng Shui world.
In the Feng Shui world, in fact, the general mountain inheritance would not easily walk the rivers and lakes, and even if they did, they would be very low key.
Qin Feng in his previous life was very knowledgeable about all of this.
"Brother Feng, tomorrow will be the eleventh long vacation, any plans?" Shang He, who came out of the classroom with Qin Feng, was speaking.
"Not for now, what? Do you have an arrangement?" Qin Feng inquired with a smile.
The other two people in the dormitory, Du Yong and Jiang Nian, were the ones who had decided to go home, and by this time, I'm afraid they had already gone to the train station to wait for the train.
Qin Feng himself, because his home was in the southern province, the distance was a bit far, and it would take three days to go back and forth, moreover, Qin Feng wasn't like these seventeen or eighteen year old teenagers who were homesick, so, for this long vacation, Qin Feng decided to stay in the capital city.
"No arrangement? Brother Feng I thought that you didn't go home because you had a date with some girl?" Shang Hezheng said with a snicker.
"How could it be? With my shabby looking poor student, who would look at me?"
"Since Brother Feng didn't make any arrangements, let's go to my house for dinner tonight." Shang He Zheng opened his mouth and said affirmatively.
"Okay. No problem." Qin Feng answered with alacrity.
He didn't have anything to do in the first place, not to mention that it was just to go for a meal.
Shang Hezheng was a local of the capital city, and his home was not very far from the capital city university.
Stopped a cab, half an hour looks, arrived in a residential neighborhood.
Entering the entrance of the district, Qin Feng paid attention to the surroundings, this district is not ordinary, the district yard inside the parked seven or eight small cars, in this era of the year 95 years, have a small car is a very luxurious thing.
Either the rich or the powerful, and the people who come to and from this neighborhood are basically in formal attire.
The neighborhood had five floors, and Shang and Zheng's house happened to be on the third floor.
"Mom, I'm back." At the door, Shang Hezheng knocked on the door and called out.
"Xiaozheng is back, this is your roommate right, quick, come in." The one who opened the door was a middle-aged woman who was wearing an apron and a smile on her face.
"Hello auntie." Qin Feng asked hello.
"Good, come in quickly, treat this place as your own home, don't be polite." The middle-aged woman said with a smile and turned around, calling out again.
"Cheng Jun, there are guests at home, entertain them."
Entering the door, the home's decoration, can be said to be more atmospheric, this decoration style, even for the latter days, it is considered very good.
Qin Feng was surprised for a moment, his own heart is clear, the memory of his previous life, Shang He Zheng is the second generation of officials, but, look at this situation, his father's official position is not small ah.
A busy, middle-aged woman is just out of the kitchen.
"Your father knows that you are going to bring your classmates home, he got off work early, and asked me to buy food early."
"I knew mom was the best." Shang He Zheng was also filled with joy.
Talking, just at this time, a person came out from the study, Qin Feng recognized that it was the middle-aged man who sent Shang Hezheng to school last time, Shang Hezheng's father, Shang Chengjun.
The three members of the family were all very polite to Qin Feng, not seeing any official face at all.
Qin Feng greeted them and sat on the sofa.
At this time, Qin Feng's face looked slightly strange.
Mainly from the moment he saw Shang Hezheng, his face began to change.
The last time he saw Shang Hezheng's father, Shang Chengjun, was a month ago, at that time, inside the dormitory. At that time, although it was said that he did not look at him, he did not notice any changes.
However, just now, when he entered the door and saw the first glance of Shang Chengjun, Qin Feng saw the other party's facial features, and in the near future, there was a plague of bloodshed.
Shang Chengjun's facial features are obviously the brake tail eyebrow, eyebrow head gathered, eyebrow end spread, such eyebrow phase of the person, in fact, the bone is very stubborn and arrogant, once encountered the deadliest thing, not to hit the south wall will not turn back the kind of.
Eyebrows, located in the eyes above, in feng shui, as one of the main life characteristics, but also the first element of the face, eyebrows in a person's life is not static, but with their own destiny, slow change, its length is closely related to the fate, this point, in the feng shui world is common sense, even if some did not enter the door of the ordinary fortune-teller, are able to see a one or two.
"There is a brake between the eyebrows, and the bloodlight is thick. This isn't a small bloodlight disaster!"
"But it doesn't make sense ah, in my past life memories, although I didn't have any contact with Shang Chengjun, I also didn't hear Shang Hezheng say that something big had happened in the family?"
Qin Feng murmured in a low voice, his heart filled with hesitation.
"Qin Feng, are you still adapting to entering the Capital City University? I heard Xiao Zheng say that you're from the south." Shang Chengjun sat down on the sofa opposite Qin Feng and asked with smiling concern.
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