Chapter Fifty-One The Japanese Man

  Things are basically done, the principal was very happy after knowing, and kept praising Qin Feng as a capable person, unexpectedly having such an accomplishment at a young age.

  Qin Feng was also calm and casually responded with a few words before brushing it off. Next, Qin Feng just waited, these past few days had made him anxious, even in class he was distracted, only thinking about Zhou Qin's side.

  The most painful thing in life is the anxious waiting, just like this, it's been half a month...

  That evening, Qin Feng had just finished eating and was strolling around the playground with nothing to do when he suddenly saw Professor Sun standing by the football field gate with a short man who looked familiar.

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  "Qin Feng! Over here!"

  Before Qin Feng could catch up, Professor Sun had already taken the lead in welcoming him.

  Qin Feng walked to Professor Sun's place and only then did he clearly see that the man was actually the one who had asked him for directions that day. Suddenly, Qin Feng and the middle-aged man were staring at each other in a daze, as if smiling foolishly.

  "Come, Qin Feng, let me introduce you. This is Matsutani Taichi, a renowned philosophy lecturer at Waseda University in Japan, and also a master of Onmyodo, the way of yin and yang. You should exchange ideas with him when you have the chance."

  Professor Sun pointed to the Japanese man who was not in a suit and tie but in casual clothes, saying. The Japanese man smiled and said, "Hello, I'm Matsutani Taichi, do you remember me?"

  Qin Feng heard these words and felt a bit unnatural. Obviously, a pure-blooded Japanese person shouldn't be speaking such fluent Chinese. He was slightly startled for a moment before saying: "Hello, you're Japanese?"

  Professor Sun heard Qin Feng's question and burst out laughing, then explained to him in a hurry: "Qin Feng, you don't know that the ancestors of Songgu were actually immigrants from China to Japan. In this sense, they can also be considered as descendants of Chinese people."

  Qin Feng smiled foolishly for a moment, and responded with a "yes". At this time, Songyutai patted Qin Feng's left shoulder very warmly and laughed, saying: "Indeed, heroes emerge in their youth! At such a young age, you can already subdue demons and exorcise evil spirits, haha..."

  It seems that Professor Sun has already told this Matsumiya Taichi about Qin Feng's deeds. Qin Feng carefully smelled it, and there was a strong musky scent on Matsumiya Taichi's body, filling the surroundings and enveloping him.

  Matsutani Taichi was enthusiastic and asked: "Qin Feng, where did you learn your Taoist skills from?"

  Qin Feng said: "I learned it from my grandfather."

  "Oh... Then your grandfather must also be a master of Chinese folk culture." Matsutani Taichi blinked in surprise, then praised.

  Qin Feng smiled, and in his heart he was certainly very proud. He replied: "My grandfather is a lay disciple of the Dragon Tiger Heavenly Master Taoist sect, so I understand these strange and unusual things."

  "Japan's Onmyodo seems to have originated from China, right?"

  Qin Feng has been hearing about how bad the Japanese are from Master Qin since he was a child, so up until now, Qin Feng still deeply hates the Japanese. No matter what, Qin Feng always looks at them with disapproval. Even if it's this Matsutani Taichi standing right in front of him.

  "Yes, Chinese culture is vast and profound. Japan's Onmyodo was actually derived from China's Five Elements theory. Rather than saying that, it would be more accurate to say that this is a branch of China's Yin-Yang theory." Taichi Matsutani explained, pulling out a green 32-page paper with his right hand, continuing: "However, Japan's Onmyodo is actually very powerful and absolutely not inferior to China's Taoist magic!"

  "Get out of my sight, you piece of crap!" Qin Feng cursed inwardly, his eyes revealing a hint of disdain. He took a deep breath and calmly said, "So you're saying that Japan's Onmyodo is more powerful than China's Daoist magic?"

  "It can be said that the things of the Yamato people are not inferior to China's Taoist techniques. Young man, I have been in the Japanese Onmyodo world for over 30 years, if you don't believe me, I can show you!"

  As soon as Matsutani Taichi finished speaking with such scorn and disdain, the greenish-blue paper in his hand that was drawn with messy things suddenly caught fire and slowly went out. Qin Feng saw it and was shocked, the color of the flame was actually yellow-green, outer yellow and inner green, a bit like ghost fire.

  "Summoning Spirit Fire!?" Qin Feng knew that this fire was a special flame used in Japanese Onmyodo to summon spirits.

  "Not bad," said Matsutani Taichi with a hint of arrogance.

  Seeing this, Professor Sun felt something was off and immediately stood up with a smile, saying to Qin Feng: "Qin Feng, I'll let you all communicate another day. It's getting late now, time for everyone to head back and rest."

  Qin Feng understood Professor Sun's intention after hearing him. However, this Matsukawa Taiichi was also too arrogant, and if he didn't teach him a lesson, it would be like being looked down upon by a dog. But with Professor Sun present, he couldn't lose face either. After some thought, Qin Feng could only withdraw and leave, glancing at Matsukawa Taiichi before turning around to depart.

  The fire cloud in the sky is still there, and the sunset is still as bloody as before. Just now, Qin Feng was holding on to it for a while, but he really couldn't find anywhere to vent his anger. Fortunately, just as he returned to his dormitory, he suddenly received a call from Zhou Qin.

  It seems that the old jade of Xuyan really has a good future.

  "Hey, Brother Zhou Qin, how's it going? What's being taught in Old Yu's class?"

  As soon as he picked up the phone, before Zhou Qin could even ask how he was doing, Qin Feng couldn't help but let out a string of excited words.

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  "On the other end of the phone, Zhou Qin said: 'You little rascal, slow down, don't be in such a hurry!'"

  "How come you're replying now and made me wait for half a month!"

  "This isn't about attending a folk seminar in Hong Kong, is it? I'm in Hong Kong now, and yesterday I had a friend help me scan this jade with a laser imaging device, and indeed found that there are indeed hidden marks on it."

  "What's going on?" Qin Feng asked again.

  "There are stripes on this one, some of which look like a map."

  Qin Feng was taken aback, but then suddenly enlightened. It seemed that Liu Qi had indeed used all his skills. "Map?"

  "Right, it's like a treasure map. But we'll have to wait until the imaging is done to make a judgment. Tomorrow, tomorrow the things on this jade will be copied onto a piece of paper, and then I'll call you again!"

  "Okay, let me know when it's time."

  Hanging up the phone, Qin Feng was very excited, guessing that the place mentioned must be where Guo Songling hid his treasure. If so, he might really find "Nu Shi Zhen Tu".

  The sky gradually darkened, and in a short while it had already pressed down the burning clouds, squeezed away the dusk, and the surroundings began to become quiet.

  The weather at this time was just making people lazy, originally still lying in bed thinking about this matter, but after lying down for a while, Qin Feng vaguely fell asleep.

  In a daze, he was suddenly awakened by a burst of "thumping" sounds. Squinting his eyes, Qin Feng looked around and found that there was nothing around him. The window was open, with a gentle breeze blowing in, making him feel comfortable. However, when he closed his eyes again, the "thumping" sound started up once more.

  "Who is it?" Qin Feng sat up from bed and looked around, asking.

  "Knock knock knock..."

  "Knock knock knock..."

  The sound grew louder and louder, as if it was sending out some kind of signal.