Chapter Fifty-Three Departure

  "The Nine Palaces of Fate, the nine diagrams that reveal one's destiny. The five elements and six lines transform the soul. Water, earth, metal, fire, lacking wood, the land is dark, the stars shine dimly, yin and yang symbols. This poem, Old Wang, do you know what it means?"

  Qin Feng handed the paper to Old Man Wang, who looked at it for a while and said: "The nine palaces of fate are easy to understand. The five elements and six cycles refer to the Taiyi divine number. Each element is 72 years, with a total of 360 years for the five elements. The six cycles lose their jobs in a cycle of six Jiazi, which is also 360 years. This should mean that something will appear after 360 or 720 years."

  Qin Feng thought for a moment, perhaps this was what Zhang had said about the treasure, so he continued to ask: "What's below?"

  "The following five elements are missing wood, I don't know what it means. Also, the last sentence 'Chen Zhao Fei Xing' is also unclear to me, but it should be telling you where the thing you're looking for will appear..."

  Qin Feng said: "It doesn't matter, old man Wang"

  Things have come to this point, I think it's better for me to help you find that painting first, lest something unexpected happens again.

  Now, Qin Feng had no choice but to put aside Zhang's matter for the time being and help Wang Lao Han solve his problem first. Just now, after hearing what he said, Qin Feng vaguely felt that there were still others who wanted to find that "Picture of Female Historian", so they had to fight for every second.

  "Ah, Qin Feng, thank you so much..." Old Man Wang choked with gratitude towards Qin Feng, his heart filled with pity and sympathy once again surged up to Qin Feng's chest.

  "Don't worry, old Wang, I'll definitely get to the bottom of that scoundrel and give you justice."

  Qin Feng, filled with righteous indignation, finally held back his tears of sympathy. Time slowly passed, and the darkness was no longer so terrifying. It seemed as if a gentle spring breeze brought warmth and comfort, making people feel cozy.

  "It's getting late, Old Wang. You should go." Qin Feng was reluctant to see him leave, but the living and the dead are on different paths, and those who must leave will still have to go.

  Wang Lao Han glanced at Qin Feng, and with a grateful heart, he disappeared into the night. Qin Feng turned on the light, tidied up a bit, and then began preparing to investigate this matter starting tomorrow.

  ……

  The next day, Qin Feng had just woken up when he received a call from Lin Ruochen.

  On the phone, Lin Ruochen said she was at the police station, and it turned out that the police were there because of the murder of Wang Lao Han. In a hurry, Qin Feng quickly got dressed and rushed to the Jingchuan City Public Security Bureau to find Lin Ruochen.

  "Are you Qin Feng?"

  As soon as they arrived at the Public Security Bureau, Qin Feng had not yet spoken when the serious-looking police officer sitting opposite Lin Ruochen asked first.

  Qin Feng nodded and said yes.

  "I'm Li Kezhang from the Criminal Investigation Department, specifically in charge of this case. I hope you can cooperate with us."

  Qin Feng looked at Lin Ruochen and said, "Is it because of that thing with Old Man Wang?"

  "Hmm, they want to collect evidence, so in the few days before Wang Lao Han's death, everyone who had contact with him will be investigated."

  Listening to Lin Ruochen's explanation, Qin Feng suddenly understood.

  The public security organ is also for the sake of handling the case, Qin Feng had no choice but to cooperate seriously.

  "What? You said someone from our newspaper went to find Old Man Wang?" As soon as they left the Public Security Bureau, Qin Feng told Lin Ruochen about what had happened last night.

  Qin Feng nodded and explained: "Right, and it's a man."

  "Do you suspect the president?" Lin Ruochen subconsciously caught the gap in this question and couldn't help but ask.

  "Not now, there is no evidence, we have nothing to start with, it can only be subjective speculation." Qin Feng explained, "You help me check, in the past few days, who from your newspaper has been to Lao Ma Street, and also your editor-in-chief, although this possibility is small, but still need to verify."

  "Could it be someone from outside? Old Wang's eyes can't see, maybe someone is impersonating our newspaper."

  Qin Feng let out a long sigh and said: "This is also possible, and I think the probability is very high."

  "Why?"

  "Yesterday when I was possessed, Old Man Wang said that at the moment of his death, he felt as if a mysterious force had choked him by the neck, but in fact, I didn't feel anyone around..."

  "You suspect..." Lin Ruochen didn't continue speaking, but instead cast his gaze towards Qin Feng.

  Qin Feng smiled slightly, then pretended as if nothing had happened, pulling Lin Ruochen's hand towards a nearby fast food restaurant.

  The gloomy sky was shrouded in a desolate atmosphere, and every figure gradually faded away. Through the gap, those eyes slowly left Qin Feng and disappeared into the vast crowd.

  Back in the dormitory, it was already past noon. Just as I lay down on the bed and dozed off for a while, Zhou Qin called at this time.

  "How are you, Brother Zhou?"

  "Today we finally scanned it out with a scanner, it's a map!" On the phone, Zhou Qin was apparently very excited.

  "Map? It seems there's really a mystery." Turning around, Qin Feng asked again, "What place is marked on the map?"

  "There is a place called Wuzhai, Qin Feng, do you know where it is?"

  Qin Feng thought for a moment, relying on his knowledge of Chinese geography, Qin Feng said: "It seems to be in Xinzhou, Shanxi Province, the Loess Plateau."

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  "Is it the Loess Plateau? Alright, next we'll go to Xinzhou. According to the map, 'The Admonitions of the Instructress' should be hidden there." Zhou Qin couldn't conceal the excitement in his heart and suddenly revealed his thoughts.

  Going to Xinzhou? Of course, finding that painting is important, but Qin Feng's concern was that he had the heart but not the strength, and whether the principal would approve his leave was still a problem.

  But regardless of whether the principal agreed or not, Qin Feng still insisted on going. After the two had made arrangements, in the afternoon, Qin Feng came to the principal's office with a nervous heart and explained the reason for his leave.

  Unexpectedly, the principal, who was always strict in his ways, actually approved it, citing family visitation as the reason. It seems that after what happened last time, Principal Qin already had some admiration for him, and with human feelings, he agreed to it.

  After packing his things, Qin Feng rushed to his grandfather's place. This trip was not only of great importance but also potentially fraught with danger; if something went wrong, his own life might be at stake...

  "What!?" Qin Feng hadn't finished speaking when he stood up from the bench in shock, his eyes filled with worry and concern.

  Are you going to Shanxi? Qin Ye couldn't express his worry, after all, Qin Feng was his own grandson, what if something bad happened...

  But he couldn't persuade him to stay, after all a man should go out and gain some experience, you can't just stay in one place your whole life. "You go... but be sure to pay attention to safety, also I'll give you something, hope it can help."

  Qin Feng was very conflicted at this time, but Grandpa's words were also right. A good man should have ambitions in all directions and cannot be stuck here. After thinking about the things he had prepared, they were basically all brought along, and he didn't know what else Grandpa would give him.

  Qin Feng watched as his grandfather went into the inner room, rummaged through some things, and took out something wrapped in gray cloth. Qin Feng didn't know what it was, so he asked: "Grandfather, what is this?"

  "You'll find out when the time comes. Remember, don't lose this thing no matter what..."

  Repeating his warnings to himself, Qin Feng also felt that this thing was unusual. After saying goodbye to his grandfather, Qin Feng set off for the train station, preparing to leave Jingchuan for Taiyuan.