Chapter Eleven: Fellow Disciples

  Six copper coins, with Qin Feng's mouthful of incantations, suddenly seemed to have been hammered into the ground, nailed firmly in place. This scene, except for Qin Feng, everyone else who saw it was stunned, and even thought their own eyes were playing tricks on them: the copper coins had inexplicably nailed themselves to the ground.

  At this time, Cong Cong, who was tied to the hospital bed, also sensed something wrong and couldn't help but feel surprised. The surroundings seemed to be surrounded by something, and a wave of heat slowly surged towards his body. "What kind of formation is this? It seems that you are also a descendant of Taoist teachings!?"

  For some reason, it seemed to have a premonition about the Six Emperors' Lock Formation, and perhaps saw through its mystery. The vengeful spirit suddenly asked Qin Feng. Qin Feng came to Cong Cong's side and said: "I am the 68th generation successor of the Tian Shi Sect on Mount Longhu, surname Qin, name Feng, Daoist name Yan Qing." In a hurry, Qin Feng brought out his grandfather's old words and borrowed his grandfather's Daoist name.

  "So you're also a disciple of the Dragon Tiger Heavenly Master Dao!" Qin Feng heard this and felt that the vengeful spirit was somehow trying to claim a connection, so he asked: "So you're saying you're also a disciple of the Dragon Tiger Heavenly Master Dao?"

  "That's right! My surname is Zhang, with a single given name 'Lai', from Shangrao, Jiangxi. I entered the sect in the 12th year of Chongzhen and my Daoist name is Fuxuan. I am the 57th generation successor of the Tian Shi Dao lineage on Mount Longhu."

  He repeated it slowly, and Qin Feng was shocked after understanding. His historical knowledge was quite rich, Chongzhen was the year of the last emperor Zhu Youjian of the Ming Dynasty, calculating carefully, the first year of Chongzhen was 1628, so the twelfth year of Chongzhen was exactly 1639. He secretly calculated in his heart that he had encountered his grandfather's master's master's master... an ancestor from over three hundred years ago. Unlucky to have met a superior on his first outing, he could only pretend and said: "So we are fellow disciples, but why did you secretly attach yourself to humans and harm the Yang world?"

  The topic suddenly changed, Qin Feng still couldn't reveal a hint of fear and terror.

  The sentence suddenly stopped the resentful soul, and for some reason, the resentful soul began to fall silent. After waiting for a while, it still didn't speak. Qin Feng was curious, walked over to take a look, but the resentful soul suddenly let out a loud shout at this time, shouting at Qin Feng: "The paths of humans and ghosts are different, how could I not know? Although we are fellow disciples, I will never give up!"

  The resentful spirit trapped in the Six Emperor Lock Formation suddenly became furious, leaving Qin Feng bewildered and unsure what was happening. Fortunately, the Six Emperor Lock Formation was still in place, so it wasn't long before this resentful spirit, due to an overabundance of yang energy, charged onto Cong Cong's body, causing him to start shrieking and yelling uncontrollably.

  "You scoundrel, I will definitely come back to find you!" With a hasty warning, the resentful spirit left the body in an instant and went somewhere unknown. Cong Cong suddenly softened on the bed and fell asleep with a snore.

  Finally, helped Manager Liu take away the vengeful spirit. To express his gratitude, Manager Liu once again generously pulled out a thick stack of cash and forced it onto Qin Feng, also inviting Qin Feng and Lin Ruochen to dinner. Qin Feng's heart was delighted as he tactfully accepted the money (he felt it was thicker than last time), politely declining Manager Liu's kindness and telling him: "Manager Liu, you must be careful, in case Congcong's illness relapses, you must call me."

  "What? Master Qin, didn't you drive away that vengeful spirit!?"

  "Yes, I drove him away, but if things go wrong, he might come back!" Qin Feng said with concern after looking at Cong Cong who had already recovered his composure. In Qin Feng's opinion, the vengeful spirit's words were not worth worrying about, what was truly worrisome was that it could actually break through the Six Emperor Lock Formation he had set up, and from this aspect alone, it could be seen that this vengeful spirit named Zhang was quite formidable.

  Before leaving, Qin Feng once again reminded Manager Liu to take good care of Cong Cong and not let him leave this bed, lest he lose the protection of the Six Emperors Lock Yuan Array. Moreover, Qin Feng took back the protective charm and asked Manager Liu to bring himself to the construction site on Saturday to take a look, to find that tomb, because now, it's necessary to find clues from the tomb of that vengeful spirit.

  It was already evening when he left the hospital, and the sky was gloomy, matching the horror and eeriness of the hospital. However, Qin Feng didn't feel anything at all, and instead just looked at the money Liu Manager had given him, a smile spreading across his face.

  Unlike Qin Feng, Lin Ruochen grew up in Beijing from a young age and was a true city dweller. He had never even heard of the concept of "crashing guests", let alone seen it before. Seeing Qin Feng's pleased expression, Lin Ruochen shivered with cold sweat and suddenly punched Qin Feng in the back.

  "Hey, why did you hit me?" Qin Feng hadn't yet recovered when he was sneak attacked by Lin Ruochen, and he felt quite surprised. Next, without waiting for Lin Ruochen to speak, Qin Feng pulled Lin Ruochen's hand for the first time in his life and ran towards a nearby KFC restaurant.

  Having made some money, Qin Feng naturally wanted to treat Lin Ruochen to a good meal. After they finished eating, Qin Feng also bought several clothes for Lin Ruochen. Although Lin Ruochen repeatedly declined, Qin Feng insisted on buying them, saying it was his duty as a boyfriend and a matter of a man's dignity.

  On the second day in the afternoon, just after class, Qin Feng hastily took He Huan to the funeral home.

  When they arrived at the funeral home, Grandfather Qin was busy making up and dressing a deceased person. Seeing his grandson looking worried and upset, he asked first: "What's wrong, Xiao Feng?"

  Qin Feng took out a small box and handed it to Qin Ye, saying: "Grandfather, do you recognize this thing?"

  Qin Ye put down the vermilion brush in his hand, took it over and examined it carefully for a while. He found that this thing was somewhat like an urn used to hold the ashes of the deceased, but upon closer inspection, he discovered that it differed from an urn. "Where did you get this thing?"

  "It's the Liu manager's family." Then, Qin Feng told Grandpa Qin about the whole story, but omitted the part where he received money, so as not to be scolded by his grandfather for being greedy. After listening, Grandpa Qin was even more curious about the whereabouts of the vengeful spirit.

  "It's actually possible to meet a fellow disciple, Xiao Feng. No wonder this vengeful spirit is not ordinary, it turns out he is also from the Dragon Tiger Heaven Master Tao."

  Qin Feng nodded and responded with a sentence. At this moment, compared to these things, he was more concerned about the words on the box, "Grandfather, do you know what the words on the box mean?"

  At first, Master Qin hadn't noticed it carefully, but after hearing Qin Feng say so, he immediately paid attention to the marks on the box. As a successor of Longhu Mountain, with rich experience and extensive knowledge, how could Master Qin not know the mystery behind this? "This is..."

  Seeing his grandfather seemingly having made some discovery, Qin Feng hurriedly asked: "What is this, Grandfather?"