Qin Feng nodded. He still hasn't figured out the mystery of his identity, but Qin Feng also knows that if the dragon head tattoo on his chest is discovered by the Qin family, it will cause him a lot of trouble.
In any case, the choice made by the Qin family back then was to betray the royal family. Only people like the Qin Bing brothers who had the royal family in mind would not report him. But if it were someone from the family line, then it would not be possible.
That’s easy to say.
Qin Feng could predict that once his identity was exposed, he would definitely be a rat crossing the street and everyone would shout and beat him up. I am afraid that even if he hid deep in the Three Realms Mountain, someone would hunt him down.
"It's not really troublesome, but it would be best if you could lend me the "Picture of Giving Off a Child to the Heavenly King" for a few more days..."
Watching Qin Feng put away the "Picture of the Heavenly King Sending His Son", Qin Bing still had a look of reluctance. Speaking of which, his interest in antiques, calligraphy and painting was more than practicing martial arts, otherwise he wouldn't have done it after he was more than ten years old.
Started practicing martial arts.
"No problem, the painting will be stored with you first!"
Qin Feng nodded indifferently and agreed. The "Picture of Delivering a Child to the Heavenly King" is so precious that Qin Feng doesn't want to run around with it. If it gets damaged, Qin Feng will definitely regret it.
"Huzi, you should go and rest early..."
It was already late at night. After Qin Feng said something to his disciple, he lightly kicked the green wolf mastiff lying beside his legs and said: "Go and lie down in the yard..."
Although Jinxuan usually feeds the green wolf mastiff, this guy just spotted Qin Feng. If Qin Feng hadn't scolded him sternly, he would have had many little tails wherever he went.
The four- to five-month-old Green Wolf Mastiff was very understanding of human nature. After hearing Qin Feng's words, he stood up, shook his fur, quietly walked to the yard and lay down.
"Qin Feng, this green wolf mastiff is wild and difficult to train, but I didn't expect it to be so docile to you..." Qin Jun looked at the green wolf mastiff with envy on his face.
As the saying goes, one mastiff is the enemy of three wolves. Mastiffs are inherently ferocious. Coupled with wolf genes, if this green wolf mastiff can grow up, it will probably be able to defeat a tiger.
"When you open your eyes and see me, you probably think of me as your parent!"
Qin Feng gave a bitter smile. The size of this thing is getting bigger and bigger. It's okay to carry it in this space, but if it goes out, I'm afraid it can be kept in the courtyard.
"Well, we also have such beast tamers here. But the effect is not very good!"
After hearing Qin Feng's words, Qin Jun couldn't help but nodded. It is common for large families to raise wild beasts. Just like the Qin clan raises many falcons, in addition to being used as a communication tool, they can also be taken out for hunting.
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"Second brother, don't forget the golden eagle you promised me."
Qin Feng suddenly laughed when he mentioned this matter. If he could really get a falcon, wouldn't he be able to hold the yellow on his left and hold the blue on his right in the future, just like those Eight Banners disciples in the late Qing Dynasty?
"Don't worry..." Qin Jun said with a smile: "No one in the Qin family can match the skill of the third child in training the falcon. When the time comes, let him help you train him personally."
"Oh? Third brother still has this skill?"
When Qin Feng heard this, he looked at Qin Shan in surprise. Training falcons is also called falcon training. This is a delicate skill. With Qin Shan's fierce temper, what if he can endure it?
"The third child likes to play this, and he figured it out after going back and forth." Qin Jun pointed at Qin Shan and said: "The third child, show Qin Feng the marks left on your body..."
"Hehe, they are all left over from his early years." Qin Shan chuckled and took off his shirt. On his shoulders and forearms, there were crisscrossing scars, which looked extremely dazzling.
"I never wear protective gear when training falcons, so as to stimulate the wild nature of the eagle..." Qin Shan's face showed a bit of pride. No one can copy the falcon training method he figured out.
"Third brother is awesome!"
Qin Feng raised his thumb at Qin Shan. Among the outer eight sects, there were also skills in boiling eagles. Qin Feng knew that the claws of good falcons were extremely sharp and could even scratch through the skin of a buffalo with one claw.
Qin Shan smiled and said: "You are lucky. Someone in the family just happened to find a nest of golden falcon chicks. Only one survived. I asked them to bring them over and tame them this time..."
"Golden falcon? I have only heard of kestrels and kestrels. What kind of golden falcon is it?" Qin Feng was stunned when he heard this. Speaking of which, he was also an expert in falcon cooking and knew the types of falcons very well, but he had no idea.
Have you ever heard of Golden Falcon?
"Golden Falcons are rare..."
Qin Shan, who didn't talk much at first, mentioned the falcon, and immediately said eloquently: "The hair of the golden falcon is all golden, and it is a little bigger than the ordinary falcon. It likes to build its nest on the cliff, and few people like it.
It can be captured..."
In addition to horses, communication in this space can only rely on pigeons and falcons. However, using homing pigeons will be threatened by weather and natural enemies, so most of the secrets of the major clans are conveyed by falcons.
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Therefore, a good falcon is often highly valued by major families. A ferocious bird like the golden falcon that dares to fight a goshawk that is several times larger than it is even more valuable.
The family originally wanted Qin Shan to help tame the falcon this time, but the three brothers of the Qin family had already made up their mind to give it to Qin Feng directly after the golden falcon was boiled out.
Anyway, with the elder Qin Bing here, the family had nothing to do with the brothers. For Qin Bing's sake, the most they could do was scold them.
In addition, once Qin Feng enters Huajin, he will naturally enter the Council of Elders. Presumably the old guys in the clan will not say anything anymore.
"Okay, then I'll just wait for the third brother to come out with the Golden Falcon."
Hearing what Qin Shan said, Qin Feng's heart was filled with a sense of expectation. Such good things could not be encountered at any time. Before liberation, a good eagle could replace the courtyard house that Qin Feng lives in now.
"The third child's skill in boiling the eagle is quite good."
Qin Bing, who came out of the back room, heard the conversation of several people and immediately laughed and said: "Leave the matter of boiling the eagle to the third child, I will help you draw a tattoo first..."
Holding a plate divided into many grids in his left hand, and holding four or five brushes of different thicknesses in his right hand, Qin Bing asked Qin Feng to take off his shirt, and then took a brush to adjust the colors.
"Well, it's almost done. When it dries, it will be light golden."
After mixing several paints together, Qin Bing said: "Qin Feng, after this color is painted on the body, it will feel a little itchy. You can bear it for a while, and you will be fine after one night."
"No problem." Qin Feng nodded and asked strangely: "Brother Qin Bing, don't you want to draw it on your body first and then outline it?"
Tattooing is a miscellaneous item among the eight outer sects, and Qin Feng also knows a little bit about it. Just like painting, he must first outline an outline before starting to paint. Seeing Qin Bing picking up the pen and about to start painting, Qin Feng asked more questions.
One sentence.
"My eldest brother has a tattoo, so he doesn't need to make any preparations."
Qin Shan said with a smile on the side, Qin Bing has a very deep painting skills, let alone just painting Qin Feng's tattoo, even if he actually removes the tattoo, there is no need to draw it first.
"It'll be fine in a moment. I'll draw a simpler pattern..."
Qin Bing picked up a thin piece of hair, dipped it in some yellowish paint, turned his right wrist, and quickly painted on Qin Feng's chest.
"alright!"
After about ten minutes, Qin Bing stopped, looked at the pattern he had drawn, and said with satisfaction: "When it dries, the color will be light gold, the same as what we have."
"Brother Qin Bing, isn't this painting of yours still a dragon?" Qin Feng lowered his head and looked at the pattern on his chest. On his chest was a dragon head with a big mouth.
Moreover, the dragon drawn this time still has a body. The body covered with scales extends from the chest to the right arm. It looks more majestic than the tattoos in his original bloodline.
"Qin Feng, this is not a dragon..."
Qin Bing seemed very satisfied with his craftsmanship. He admired it and said: "The five claws are dragons and the four claws are pythons. This is a python I drew. You see... there is a big difference between the python head and the dragon head...
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In this space, it is taboo to use dragon-shaped utensils, but the idiom "hope your son will become a dragon" is also well-known here, so many people in the Qin family will have a python tattooed on their chest to distinguish it from the dragon.
"Yes, it is indeed a python!"
After receiving the bronze mirror handed over by Qin Bing, Qin Feng discovered that there were a few dragon whiskers missing from the python's head, and there were no dragon eyes protruding from the eye sockets.
"Brother Qin Bing, how long will it take for this thing to fade away?" Looking at the tattoos covering his chest, Qin Feng asked with a wry smile. He was not used to having messy tattoos on his body.
"If it subsides naturally, it will take at least three months."
Seeing the bitter look on Qin Feng's face, Qin Bing smiled and said: "When this matter is over tomorrow, I will use potion to wash it off for you, but there is something I want to tell you."
"What's the matter?" Qin Feng asked.
"The person who comes to verify your identity tomorrow will give you a high-purity wine to drink. You must use your true energy to dissolve it, otherwise the real dragon tattoo will appear."
The only thing Qin Bing is worried about now is that Qin Feng's bloodline will be activated tomorrow. In that case, all his efforts today will be in vain.
"High-purity wine? There should be no problem with this..." After hearing Qin Bing's words, Qin Feng couldn't help but laugh.
Qin Feng really didn't know what method the visitor would use to verify his tattoo. Hearing Qin Feng's words, he was immediately relieved. This guy can't do anything else but drink a lot.
"Well, let's go to bed early today. I heard that an elder is coming this time. I will introduce you to him then..."
Qin Bing nodded. Even leaving aside Qin Feng's status as a descendant of the royal family, Qin Bing regarded Qin Feng as a person of the same level as himself based on Qin Feng's half-step cultivation.
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