Qin Feng's eyes flickered, and he slowly stretched out his hand to take the three fragments of pages handed over by Master Ku Chan.

The texture of the broken page is cold and without temperature, and the lifelike patterns on it are as gray as the standing bushes and trees in the dim night.

Dangkang, Hook Snake, and Zhu Yan are the names of the three death pictures.

Dangkang is shaped like a wild boar in the wild forest, with a green body, two big ears, and four long tusks sticking out of its mouth, like an ivory-like monster holding it outside.

Hook snakes are two-living creatures that usually live in the water. The snake's body is densely covered with purple scales, and the scales are as thick as blue rocks. The two ends of its bifurcated tail can catch prey with sharp hooks and are highly venomous.

Zhu Yan has an ape-like body shape, white head, white eyebrows and red feet, and a ferocious face with protruding teeth. It is said that when this beast appears, a great war will break out in the world.

In front of Master Ku Chan, Qin Feng popped three drops of blood into the inside of the broken page. He was surprised when he found out that it was empty.

"I have taken out the remains inside."

"?"

Hearing this, Qin Feng narrowed his eyes and carefully looked at Master Kuchan in front of him. After a moment, he slowly said, "Master, does he have spiritual power? A fifth-level warrior?"

Ku Chan spit out the cigarette in his mouth, clasped his hands together and nodded gently, and a shadow of a golden toad slowly appeared behind him.

"Does Donor Qin know the relics?"

"Has little knowledge."

"Everyone in the world says that the relics are the essence of the Buddhist temple that remained when the eminent monk passed away. In fact, this thing is, to put it bluntly, a higher-grade stored spiritual stone."

Jinguang Temple has a long history, and there are many eminent monks from past generations who have practiced cultivation."

"So it turns out that Master Kuchan inherits the relics of eminent monks from past generations?" Qin Feng's eyes flashed with golden light, and his eyes fell on the opponent's abdomen.

"May I ask what level of realm Master Qin is in?"

"It's about the same as you, Grandmaster, only around the fifth level." Qin Feng said with a smile.

The air calmed down, and he watched Master Qin Feng and Kuchan sitting cross-legged with complicated expressions, "Donor Qin, let's continue to talk about the Classic of Mountains and Seas. According to ancient records, when all the fragments of the Classic of Mountains and Seas are collected, there is a shocking secret hidden in it."

"And this secret is said to be able to..."

"Can?"

"I forgot about the ancient books I accidentally read many years ago. I am old." Master Kuchan didn't care at all.

Qin Feng couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this. This is not the same as taking off his pants and farting, it is unnecessary.

Najie's light flashed, and he took out a cup of Dragon Beard Tea and handed it to the other party. Qin Feng pulled out a stack of broken pages of the Classic of Mountains and Seas and shook it, "Master, do you know the whereabouts of other broken pages of the Classic of Mountains and Seas?"

"Yes, I have."

Taking the teacup and sipping lightly, Master Kuchan's eyes lit up, and he smiled and stretched out his smoke-yellow palm towards Qin Feng.

Taking out three pieces of Dragon Beard tea leaves and giving them to the other party, Qin Feng sat cross-legged and waited quietly.

Putting it away like a treasure, Master Ku Chan looked serious, pondered for a while and spoke seriously, "Does Donor Qin know what major events happened in 1900?"

"1860?"

"The only major event that happened in 1860 was that the British and French forces captured the capital. I have a pretty good history, Brother Qin." Zhang Ming, who was listening quietly, couldn't help but add a reminder.

Qin Feng's face darkened, and his eyes fell on Master Kuchan who was nodding. It seemed that Zhang Ming was right.

"Donor Zhang guessed it right. Donor Qin, do you know about the Old Summer Palace?"

"Know."

Master Kuchan smiled slightly and continued, "After capturing the capital, the British army leader Elgin, with the support of British Prime Minister Palmerston, ordered it to be burned down. 3,500 British and French troops rushed inside and set fire to it. The fire lasted for three days.

Destroy."

"A rough estimate of the number of looted cultural relics in the Old Summer Palace is about 1.5 million."

"Bronze ritual vessels dating back to China's pre-Qin period."

"Down to the paintings and calligraphy of famous people of all dynasties and all kinds of rare treasures, etc."

Qin Feng's eyes narrowed and he asked in a deep voice, "Master Ku Chan means that there were many fragments of the Classic of Mountains and Seas in the Old Summer Palace? And then they were robbed by the British and French allied forces?"

"Almsgiver Qin is smart." Ku Chan nodded as he turned his rosary beads and followed him to continue speaking, "As far as I know, there is a fragment of the Book of Mountains and Seas preserved in the British Museum in the UK today, and the name of the fragment is..."

"Xingtian."

"Historical records record that General Xing Tian did not die and surrender after his head was beheaded. Instead, he transformed into a ghost beast and emerged from the ground."

"Use the breasts as eyes, use the navel as mouth, and continue to dance with your limbs to fight."

Master Kuchan finished speaking.

Slowly he took out his domestic phone from his pocket and flipped to a private video to play.

I saw a crowd inside the British Museum.

A fragment of a headless ghost's body was framed and mounted on the wall.

"Xingtian..." Qin Feng's eyes flickered.

The gray headless ghost body in the pupils seemed to be alive, roaring up to the sky unwillingly.

"Let's go, let's go, it's late, so we should go back." The second team, who lost money playing mahjong, looked unhappy, took off their military boots, shook them, and muttered to themselves.

"Master, say goodbye. Brother Jing, stop playing with your phone and leave."

"Hmm..." Glasses, who was watching the video, nodded and stood up and patted his clothes.

"The poor monk will not send you away. If you encounter any difficulties, you can come to the headquarters to find the poor monk."

"clear."

After standing up and patting his butt, Qin Feng smiled and nodded to Master Kuchan to say goodbye.

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After following the carefree second team into the BMW, Qin Feng leaned against the window and fell into deep thought.

Tens of minutes later, when we returned to the base of the second team again, the sky was already a faint ink color.

The faint chirping of insects in the grass began to play like a symphony orchestra.

Reaching out to hold the second team who was about to go upstairs, Qin Feng handed Gen Huazi over with a smile, "Please take some time off. I might have to go somewhere else and not be able to come back."

"Ask for leave? Your salary will be deducted for asking for leave."

"Deduct it as you like, I have money."

"hiss!"

The smiling second team's broken hair jumped slightly. He felt that Qin Feng in front of him was filled with a golden light, like a giant golden mountain.

Saying goodbye to everyone, Qin Feng put his pocket in his pocket and walked slowly toward the Su family in the distance.

Perhaps it is night that is approaching, and the suburban city that never sleeps is completely lit up. The cars and pedestrians walking on the streets are shouting and noisy, the foot washing and pedicure parlors are bustling with entertainment, and female college students wearing JK uniforms are also hanging out in the streets and alleys, waiting for the right person.

"Haw!"

The little fat mouse with slightly wrinkled cheeks quickly climbed to the top of Qin Feng's head and sat obediently with its mouth open to take in air. Its white little ears swayed in the wind.

"Are you going to the British Museum?"

"No time, Teacher Qing."

"To this day, the fragmentary pages in the British Museum have not been recovered. No matter how you think about it, there is a problem. I have to go back to the mainland tomorrow morning, and I have to study pregnancy in the evening. Where will I find the time?"

"We can only wait for more than ten days before Senior Si Er comes down to arrest Hua Wuyue, the head of the Mulong Clan."

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes and looked at the female waitress in black stockings and short skirt in Foot Washing City who was waving to him. She was sitting on a swivel chair and slowly taking off her black stockings, trying to seduce him into a one-stop massage service.

Stop for a moment.

He resolutely walked towards the aunt selling pancakes not far away.

What's so cool about a young girl in a short skirt and black stockings?

Does it smell like Auntie’s vegetable pancakes?

Chives aphrodisiac, add an egg to replenish the body, and you may be able to maintain your virginity longer at night.
Chapter completed!