Chapter 458: Chapter 458 Soul Capture Incident (Asking for Monthly Tickets)
Feng Jing received the Storage Ring and didn’t make a big fuss about it, knowing too well the importance of keeping a low profile among those in the system.
She was also very good at enjoying happiness alone.
The day after Teacher i advanced in level, Sister Hong also broke through and attained the Interdiate Level Martial Warrior status.
Xu Leigang expressed that he could not accept this reality at all; he had started his cultivation six months earlier than Sister Hong, and now they were both Interdiate Level Martial Warriors—how could he face this?
In a blink of an eye, Elder Yuan and his family had been there for four days, having almost exhausted all the entertainnt within the manor, and gradually accepted its rules: no casual visits to the backyard, although the bamboo forest in the valley did not have so many restrictions.
There was another place they hadn’t visited—the three warehouses within the manor.
Standing on the top of the mountain, one could see so of the situation of the warehouses, but after so initial friction, everyone understood each other’s stance: Master Feng had goodwill towards the Yuan Family, but under the premise that the Yuan Family would not attempt to provoke the host.
Even Yuan Zihao and his father Hua Peng took notice that many denials ca from others, with Feng Jun seldom stating anything directly.
This did not imply that Feng Jun was afraid of them, nor did it an he was very slick; it ant that the master still quite valued this friendship.
Yuan Youwei saw the all-terrain vehicles in the warehouse and wanted to go for a ride, but Hua Peng directly suppressed his son, “Don’t even think about going; first ask your Uncle Feng. If he lets you go, then you can!”
On the fifth day, Xu Leigang finally also advanced to a High-Rank Martial Warrior.
Yuan Youwei had got tired of staying within the manor and wanted to go out for so fun, having never really enjoyed Zhengyang.
If Yuan Youwei wanted to go out, Li Ting would definitely follow, but Yuan Zihao was reluctant to leave the bamboo forest.
Hua Peng was also reluctant; he wasn’t particularly sensitive to Spiritual Energy, but he discovered another benefit of the bamboo forest—he found a man’s blessing here!
In his youth, he loved to have fun too, otherwise he wouldn’t have made that remark to Feng Jun—I haven’t played with actors for many years.
Loving fun, he played so much it cost his health, but he never considered himself at a loss and refused to take tonic dicines—”So young, why bother with those things? They are fierce dicines that can harm the vital energy.”
Thus, his health had underlying issues, though he himself refused to acknowledge it. During his stay in the bamboo forest, after being washed by the Spiritual Energy several tis, his health was gradually restored.
Just last night, he couldn’t resist, quietly called Li Ting into his room, and intensely rubbed one out.
Finally… he reclaid his past vigor! His wife even asked if he had taken any dicine.
So, he felt that the bamboo forest was great—it replenishes what is missing, and he must stay a few more days—the next ti, they might not let him in again.
Li Ting did not want to go out alone with her son, so she took Xu Ruofang to find Xu Lei.
Xu Lei just happened to be in a good mood, but as Master Feng’s eldest disciple and having just shed the position of deputy squad leader, he felt it wouldn’t be appropriate to celebrate too much, so he readily agreed, “Okay, I’ll take you guys out!”
Li Ting also tried to get closer to Feng Jun, “Shouldn’t we… invite the master too?”
Xu Lei thought this suggestion was good; he had benefitted a lot from following Feng Jun and deep down, he also hoped his family could receive so benefits, but to be honest, he owed the master so much that he was ashad to speak out.
If the family was willing to actively suck up to the master, he couldn’t ask for more—learn to seize the opportunity yourselves.
Unfortunately, when he went to find Feng Jun, Feng Jun had just hung up a phone call and was hurrying out with a very ugly expression on his face, with Sister Hong, Feng Jing, and Zhang Caixin following behind him, all with solemn faces.
Xu Lei imdiately changed his tone, “Master… what’s happened?”
“A small matter,” Feng Jun replied casually, and then glanced at the people behind him, smiling as he spoke, “Didn’t Xiao Youwei say he wanted to go out?”
He didn’t have any prejudice against Xiao Youwei, this rambunctious boy; after all, who hadn’t been wild in their youth? It’s good as long as you can correct your mistakes.
“It rained this morning,” Yuan Youwei replied with a smile, his disposition optimistic, “Uncle Feng, why don’t you join us in the afternoon?”
“Uncle Feng has things to do,” Feng Jun replied offhandedly, “you go have fun, it’s just rained, don’t play with things like off-road vehicles.”
The group of four left in Wang Haifeng’s Q7, and Xu Lei stepped into the main building to inquire, “Xiao Bin, what’s happened?”
Li Xiaobin shook his head, “I don’t know, it was Sister Hong who took the call… it seems soone has been poisoned by food.”
“Food poisoning?” Xu Lei blinked, “Has there been so mistake? Shouldn’t they go to the hospital? Who has such an influence to call on the master to intervene?”
Xiao Youwei made a guessing remark, “Perhaps many people were poisoned at once, and that’s when Uncle Feng is needed…”
“Kid,” Li Ting covered her forehead helplessly, “if you can’t speak sensibly, there’s no need to blabber nonsense, okay?”
“Alright, then it’s just the four of us,” Xu Lei said with a smile, “the weather looks like it may rain again, no need to go far. Yufeng Village has a well-protected wetland… Let’s go take a look there.”
Indeed, Xiao Youwei’s wild guess was spot on. Feng Jun and his group had left in such a hurry due to an ergency involving a mass poisoning incident.
“This matter doesn’t seem to be in Feng Jun’s wheelhouse, who on earth has the clout to get him involved?”
Indeed, nobody actually has that kind of clout; the issue is, soone claid that it was a ‘Soul Capture’ tactic used by Luohua Manor.
Today in Baixing Town soone got married, and as the local customs dictate, putting on a big show was inevitable. The groom’s side set up ninety-nine tables, which wasn’t really that many, and the dishes served were quite rich.
Two hours into the banquet, before many had finished eating, so had run to the restroom with an upset stomach while others experienced vomiting and diarrhea, leading to the consensus that it was food poisoning.
The hosting family felt it was a great injustice. “Our food was all fresh; did anyone here taste anything spoiled in the dishes?”
So speculated, given the family’s modest circumstances, “Could it be that arranging such a lavish banquet was too much for you? Did you, perhaps, buy sick chickens or pigs to cut corners?”
Then soone else rembered: “Didn’t your family buy dead chickens and sheep from King Crow a few days ago?”
Nowadays in Baixing Town, no one talks about Luohua Manor or President Feng; it’s all about King Crow when it cos up.
The hosting family couldn’t deny it, but… that dead chicken, we ate it while discussing the marriage arrangents.
“And the dead sheep? Where are the dead sheep?” The crowd imdiately turned into Sherlocks—in the style of the Britain version of Di Renjie.
The hosting family’s heart sank; two dead sheep, and even so dead creatures indeed had been purchased by them and used for today’s dishes—there was no choice, the cost of marriage in Funiu was too high not to be thrifty.
But they were honest; the ingredients they bought were cleaned and frozen imdiately, only taken out yesterday to cook. In this hot weather, who would dare to refrigerate cooked food and serve it?
In any event, the scene was in chaos, with several critically ill patients already on their way to the district hospital, and the condition of many seed to be getting progressively worse.
People believed the family’s defense, and so even guessed that so ready-to-eat food they purchased might be the problem. However, soone ntioned, “I heard those dead chickens and sheep were soulless… Could it be that King Crow is summoning Yin soldiers?”
That was it. Once that was said, people weren’t just worried about those who got poisoned; those who were otherwise healthy also started to fret: Damn it… summoning Yin soldiers?
At this point, people couldn’t ignore President Feng anymore. No matter how ruthless King Crow was, he was just a minor character under President Feng!
So suggested, “We should give President Feng a heads-up about this, after all, Luohua Manor is part of Baixing, we are all folks of the sa township…”
But no one had President Feng’s phone number, and the few who could find out dared not contact him directly.
As for Sister Hong, true to her “social” reputation, her visit to Luohua Manor was low-key, but… she was indeed recognized by more than one person.
Thus, the call for help went to Sister Hong’s mobile phone, explaining the panic spreading over the town, saying King Crow might be summoning Yin soldiers; regardless of whether this was related to Luohua Manor, it would be best for them to show up.
When Feng Jun heard the news, he felt like he had taken an arrow to the knee. You get food poisoning at a wedding banquet, and it’s my fault?
But he couldn’t ignore the matter either. He needed to maintain an aura of mystery, yet he had to prevent the demonization of his own image.
So, he had to bite the bullet and rush over—no matter how much the other party had demonized him, he had to show his face and attitude: This damn thing is not my doing!
He had intended to go with Sister Hong, but Zhang Caixin insisted on accompanying him, arguing that she had been with him when he settled scores at the disco with Liu Hong, and asked, “Could Baixing Town be any more dangerous?”
Rembering their shared monts, Feng Jun found it hard to refuse her—they were already quite close.
“Since the scenery there is good, I might as well go…” She had several acquaintances in the police force as well.
From Luohua Manor to Baixing Town was a swift journey, only about twenty minutes by Q7.
When Feng Jun arrived at the scene, it wasn’t at a restaurant, but rather a large courtyard on the edge of town, previously a prefab plant, now deserted, with wild grass nearly one ter tall.
Against the walls of the courtyard were rows of bungalows and cleared spaces, about three or four acres in size, with lush poplar trees in front of the houses, covering the area.
Seven or eight vehicles were parked on the open ground, mainly vans, and there were two to three hundred people, so lying down weakly, others standing and shouting.
As soon as the Q7 stopped, it attracted the gaze of most people there, and even those who didn’t recognize the car model could tell it was no ordinary vehicle.
Then, a handso man and three beautiful won got out of the car, with the won’s six shiny long legs almost blinding people on sight.
Yet what truly frightened people at the scene was that above their heads, a crow kept circling.
Feng Jun bared his striking white teeth. “I’m Feng Jun from Luohua Manor. Sobody said I’m summoning Yin soldiers? Who said that… can anyone step forward to show themselves?”
All were silent, with only the crow circling above his head, crying “caw caw.”
Just then, the phone rang for Feng Jing. She answered, “…What, it could be Salmonella?”
(First release, calling for monthly tickets.)
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