Chapter 92 Xiao Feng
Chanhe Village, in front of Murong Bo’s tomb.

Jiumozhi had just finished burning incense when Ah Bi rushed forward to chase him away: "Master, you have already burned the incense and worshipped the grave. It is getting late now. If you don't leave quickly, you may not be able to find a place to stay tonight."

Ah Zhu nodded repeatedly: "Gusu City is not big, and today is the day when the young master is seeing a doctor, so the inn must be full of people. Master, I will take you back now."

The two men, one on the left and one on the right, completely ignored the fact that Jiumozhi kept looking back, and forced Jiumozhi onto the small boat outside Chanhe Manor, like a duck on a shelf. They also ordered the servants to set sail immediately and send Jiumozhi back to Gusu City.

It's not that they don't know etiquette or how to entertain guests, it's just that these monks are too abominable!

First he said that their master went to the Shaolin Temple's Sutra Library to steal the 72 Shaolin unique skills. Then he went crazy for some reason and insisted that their young master was some kind of Buddha reincarnation who came to save the world. He wanted their young master to go with him to Tibet to become a monk!

If this isn't something mentally ill, then what is?
Azhu and Abi got angry whenever they thought of this, and they unanimously decided to label Jiumozhi the most unwelcome guest and never let him get close to Chanhe Manor next time.

Wang Yuyan watched Ah Zhu and Ah Bi send Jiumozhi away. After hesitating for a moment, she finally made up her mind and said, "Cousin, I have been out for some time. If I don't go back, I am afraid my mother will worry. When Ah Zhu comes back, please send me back to Mantuo Villa."

"Okay. Cousin, I have some things to do, so I won't accompany you. When you see Ah Zhu and Ah Bi, tell them that I'm in seclusion. If you have anything, come to the Huanshi Water Pavilion to find me directly."

Li Anran was thinking about the experiment he had done on Jiumozhi before, and responded casually, without noticing that Wang Yuyan's expression darkened and her eyes turned a little red.

Huanshishui Pavilion is where the Murong family collects martial arts from various factions, similar to the Shaolin Sutra Library and the Langhuan Jade Cave in Mantuo Villa.

However, the quality of the books in Shi Shui Pavilion is really not good, and most of them are martial arts that are not up to standard.

However, Murong Fu regarded these martial arts as treasures and practiced them diligently, intending to "return the tables in their own way". However, due to his distraction, he neglected his family's unique skills of Fighting the Stars and Changing the Stars and the Finger of the Canghe.

It can be said that you have picked up the sesame seeds and lost the watermelon!
Li Anran sat cross-legged, practicing the "Wuji Treasure Book" while recalling the previous fluctuations and changes in Jiumozhi's soul, trying to improve the "Wuji Treasure Book" from focusing on training qi to focusing on training spirit.

If he succeeds, the amount of [Internal Power] experience points he can gain every day will definitely increase significantly.

Time flies, and half a month has passed in a flash.

That day, Li Anran was in the study, listening to A-Bi playing the piano while practicing calligraphy.

Ah Zhu rushed in and said anxiously, "Master, this is bad! Rumor has it that Gang Leader Qiao is a spy sent by the Khitans. His surname is Xiao. In order to conceal his identity, he killed the former Gang Leader of the Beggars' Sect, Wang Jiantong!"

Ah Bi was so shocked that she broke the string without controlling her strength. She said, "How could Boss Qiao be a Khitan? He must have killed at least 800 Khitans in these years!"

Ah Zhu also nodded vigorously: "Yes! Previously, the Liao Kingdom invaded the border several times, and it was only when Boss Qiao led the Beggars' Sect disciples to assassinate their chief general that the crisis was resolved. I don't understand what those people were thinking, why did they think Boss Qiao was a Khitan!"

Li Anran was not surprised.

Even though he had expected Qiao Feng to face a disaster in two years, the two years were almost up now.

"Don't worry, let me do the math."

Li Anran comforted the two of them, took out the Bagua map, picked up the copper coins and scattered them, and his brows immediately frowned.

Ah Zhu and Ah Bi's hearts skipped a beat and they asked worriedly, "Master, is there something wrong?"

Li Anran said: "Boss Qiao is indeed a Khitan."

Ah Zhu and Ah Bi cried out in disbelief: "How is this possible?!"

Li Anran said, "Nothing is impossible. Go prepare some snacks and some good wine. I'm afraid we're going to get drunk today."

Azhu and Abi immediately understood what was going on and responded immediately. One went to the wine cellar to get some wine, while the other went to instruct the kitchen to prepare the food.

Not long after the food and wine were served, a servant came with news that it was Qiao Feng, the leader of the Beggars' Sect, who wanted to see him.

Compared to two years ago, Qiao Feng now had lost his high spirits. His beard was untidy, his brows were furrowed, and his face was full of fatigue and pain. Li Anran used the Qi-reading technique and looked at Qiao Feng.

In an instant.

A golden light came into view.

This is a manifestation of top-level luck!
The white light around the golden light was slightly dim, and there was a trace of black air in it.

This shows that Qiao Feng's luck has been bad recently, and he may suffer from bloody disasters and the loss of relatives!
"Master Murong!"

As soon as Qiao Feng entered the side hall and saw the table full of food and wine, he knew that Li Anran had predicted that he would come. He then remembered what Li Anran had predicted two years ago, that he would have a disaster in two years, and he felt extremely regretful.

When he shouted “Master Murong”, Qiao Feng, a man of great integrity, had his eyes reddened.

He is not afraid of death, but he is afraid of the death of his loved ones!
If he had believed in Li Anran's divination skills a little more and asked Li Anran to tell him one more fortune, perhaps his master could have avoided this disaster!

Li Anran said, "Boss Qiao, please accept my condolences. Boss Qiao has helped me a lot in the past two years. If you have any questions, just ask."

Qiao Feng was anxious to know the truth, so he thanked him and said, "Master Murong, am I a Song or a Khitan?"

Li Anran said: "In terms of blood, I am a Khitan."

Qiao Feng was shocked as if struck by lightning. He already had the answer in his mind, and he asked this question just to confirm it. He said in despair, "It turns out to be true..."

Li Anran continued: "But, apart from blood, he is Han Chinese."

Qiao Feng gave a bitter smile.

He naturally understood what Li An meant by the second half of the sentence.

But, can he just ignore this kind of thing if he says he doesn't care?
Even if he really doesn't care, what about others?

How many people in this world can fail to treat everyone equally?

Qiao Feng did not respond, but continued to ask, "Who was the person who killed my master, the former leader of the Beggars' Sect, Wang Jiantong?"

Li Anran said: "Your father."

Qiao Feng’s first reaction was that it was impossible, but he immediately realized that since he was a Khitan, Qiao Sanhuai and his wife could only be his adoptive parents.

The father Li Anran was referring to should be his biological father!
Qiao Feng stood there for a moment, his face changing and his expression complicated.

He really didn't know whether he should be happy that he still had relatives alive, or sad that his father killed his master.

After a long while, Qiao Feng asked, "Why?"

Li Anran said, "Revenge." Seeing that Qiao Feng wanted to ask more, he spread his hands and said, "Divination is just divination. I don't know the specific reasons!"

Li Anran pointed at the table of food and wine in front of him and said, "Boss Qiao, I wanted to keep you for a drink. But I see that your face is full of black energy. You have a strong luck and your life will not be in danger, but it is hard to say for the people close to you."

When Qiao Feng heard the word "close people", his face suddenly changed, and he almost immediately thought of Qiao Sanhuai and his wife who adopted him.

"My father... my adoptive parents are just ordinary mountain people. It's impossible for them to have any grudges against others! Why would my biological father kill them? No! He won't!"

Qiao Feng was in great confusion and ran out the door without looking back.

(End of this chapter)