Chapter 26: Inside the archives
After dinner, Qin Feng followed Shang Chengjun and took a cab to the Archives Bureau.
By this time, it was already quarter past eight in the evening.
The sky had also dimmed, and the lights of the city in the distance illuminated the dark night sky of the city.
The location of the Archives Bureau was a little bit remote, it belonged to the LC district which was close to the Forty Nine City.
After getting out of the cab, Qin Feng followed behind Shang Cheng Jun.
"Xiao Feng, there aren't many people in the bureau at night, this is just the archives, coming over at night, this old house also looks a bit eerie, so not many people come here." Shang Chengjun walked while pulling out a large series of keys, followed by the faint light, found the key and opened the iron door of the archive bureau.
The iron door was rusty, pushing it open made a creaking sound, and with a night breeze blowing, it was a bit cool.
Approached the building, this is a three-story building, there are rooms on both sides, similar to the kind of small yard, nineties this pattern of the house is more common.
Key to open the door, the light is a little dim.
"Little wind, that archive room is on the third floor, the one furthest inward, I'll take you up." Shang Cheng Jun spoke.
"No need, uncle, you give me the key and go wait outside the iron door." Qin Feng refused Shang Chengjun's request to lead the way and opened his mouth to say to him.
"You don't need me to lead you up?" Shang Chengjun was flabbergasted for a moment.
"No need." Qin Feng said with great certainty.
After receiving the key in Shang Chengjun's hand, Qin Feng took a step and walked up the stairway towards the third floor.
Just now, at the moment of entering the building, Qin Feng clearly felt a Yin Fury aura fluctuating, and this aura was very thick, this point in time, the Archives Bureau had a thick Yin Fury aura, which didn't even need to be thought about, he knew what was going on.
Shang Chengjun is just an ordinary person, if you follow yourself up, you still have to take care of him, so Qin Feng opened his mouth and said so.
The light of the building is that kind of old sixty-watt bulb, may have been used for a long time, the light is very dim, yellow, yellow, occasionally flickering slightly, so that the eye's vision appears more hazy.
The attic of the building is like a school building kind of pattern, close to the outside is the corridor, go up the hallway, the night breeze blowing, a little cool.
Only Qin Feng's footsteps could be heard in the hallway, if it was an ordinary person facing this situation, even if there was nothing dirty, he would feel panic in his heart.
The third floor wasn't much higher, and in less than a moment, Qin Feng arrived at the third floor hallway.
Standing in the corridor, you can vaguely see the lights of the city in the distance, but because this archives bureau yard contained a few acacia trees have grown taller, blocking the lights of the city in the distance, thus appearing to be this hallway more eerie and dim.
Qin Feng knows that feng shui, acacia trees are not suitable for planting in the yard.
Large acacia trees planted in front of the door blocked the sunlight from hitting the house, thus causing a lack of yang qi in the house and a poor ventilation effect, leading to a chaotic qi field in the house, and therefore a decline in the house owner's fortune.
Especially in the fall season, the acacia tree is yin, like sunlight, the house and the lack of yang, thus leading to the house ancient wind gusts, leading to panic.
Feng Shui also believes that although the acacia tree is a feng shui tree, but, because of the yin, not everywhere can be planted.
Qin Feng did not think too much, opened the third floor hallway lights, several light bulbs emitted dim light, irradiated in the corridor, but because this corridor outside the third floor and there is no obstruction, and the courtyard is the acacia tree, but the light is not as bright as just now in the hallway.
Take a step and walk over.
The corridor seems a little dim, the end of the corridor, is what Shang Chengjun said that archive room, old wooden door, paint some worn, in the dim light, more seem a little mottled.
At this moment, it seems to be even more eerily quiet.
Taking out the key, Qin Feng opened the door.
Before entering the building, Qin Feng had already sensed the thick Yin Fury Qi, and the source of the Yin Fury Qi emanating was precisely the location of the third floor.
There was only one reason why such a thick Yin Fiendish Qi could be emitted, and that was because there was something dirty here.
The moment Qin Feng pushed open the door, a strong wind, which suddenly struck, blew out from within the room.
This scene appeared to be very bizarre, according to the general explanation, this was a phenomenon that could not possibly exist, although there was a breeze outside, it was still of the calm kind, the moment this door was pushed open, the wind speed was at least four or five levels.
"Pardon!"
At the instant this door was pushed open, Qin Feng quickly pinched out a hand seal with both hands.
The breath in his body instantly operated, this was to perform a small spell, able to block the Yin Fury Qi, Qin Feng's own cultivation was only at the Qi Nurturing Realm, although it was said that he was not afraid of anything dirty, but his cultivation was too weak, and the Yin Fury Qi entering his body was still able to harm Qin Feng.
After the strong wind, nothing happened, everything was calm again, as if everything that happened just now no longer existed. Qin Feng stepped forward and approached the archive room, which was pitch-black and invisible.
"With a snap, Qin Feng flipped the switch on the door.
Still dimly lit, the archive room was relatively large, probably as big as a classroom in a school building, and the layout inside was like a library, with archive bags placed on top of a bookshelf.
"Looks like it's really dirty, I didn't think that there's actually something attracting dirty things over here." Qin Feng's internal breath was running as he took a look inside and let out a gasp of surprise.
Just now, when he entered the door, he had run his breath, and according to the general situation, some dirty things or ghosts would immediately run away when they encountered a cultivator.
However, the filth inside this archive room, sensing Qin Feng's cultivator's aura, didn't flee, but instead hid itself.
Thinking about this, Qin Feng couldn't help but feel that it was a bit interesting.
To know, although the world's dirty things, but can have their own consciousness, very few, mostly subconscious behavior, can have their own consciousness of dirty things, has not been called dirty things, in feng shui has another name, that is, ghosts.
To put it plainly, it is the so-called ghost.
With the ghost is already a nature.
Thinking of this, Qin Feng, who felt a little interesting, took a step and approached the archive room.
This ghost is hidden, standing in the doorway of his own actually can not feel any breath fluctuations, if it is not the air permeated by the Yin Fury gas, in exchange for other monks to come, but also can not really find that there are unclean things here -
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