204 Accidental entry, mystery of life experience

204 Accidental entry, mystery of life experience

The speaker may not have intended it, but the listener may have taken it to heart. As soon as Feng Qingchen returned to the Feng Mansion, he started thinking about how to find the child of the old Duke's first wife, or his descendants.

The child was only five years old at the time, and is nearly forty years old now. If he has a child, the child would probably be about the same age as himself.

As long as she could find this child, she wouldn't have to put in any effort and would be able to turn those people in the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion into dust.

In the early days of the country, things might not be done according to the rules, but after thousands of years of rule by the previous dynasty, orthodoxy and legitimate birth had been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and this could not be changed overnight. As long as she could find the children of the old Duke's first wife or his descendants, she could inherit the title of the Duke's Mansion.

If this trick is used well, it can really kill people without shedding blood, but the prerequisite is to find the descendants of the Duke's Mansion.

This incident happened a long time ago. It is extremely difficult to find such a person in the vast crowd of people. Besides, the old woman in the Duke's Mansion will definitely not let the child go. It is not known whether the child survived.

Of course, it doesn't matter if she can't find it. There were so many doubts about the incident at the Zhenguo Mansion back then. If she can find out something, the old woman will be in trouble.

Feng Qingchen was drawing circles in the house, preparing to go to the Jinglei Temple that Wang Qi mentioned to see what was going on. Maybe he would get something out of it.

Feng Qingchen used to be an atheist, but after experiencing death and rebirth, her beliefs changed. When she arrived at Jinglei Temple, Feng Qingchen knelt down in front of the Buddha with a pious look on her face, praying for the Buddha to bless her with a healthy life.

Jinglei Temple is just a small temple, not very popular, and has a somewhat decadent atmosphere. After Feng Qingchen donated a large sum of money, he got the opportunity to take a rest in the backyard room.

After passing through the courtyard, Feng Qingchen, under the guidance of the little monk, came to the small wooden house in the back mountain. The wooden house was very simple, but it was cleaned very cleanly. Feng Qingchen took a quick look and found nothing unusual. (If there was anything unusual, he would not have waited until now to find it)

The "female donor" young monk clasped her hands together with a look of joy on her face.

Although they are monks, they still have to eat grains. How could they not be happy when facing a generous idiot like Feng Qingchen? If a few more of them come over every year, they will be able to eat and sleep well.

Money makes the world go round. Money is a good thing. Seeing the little monk like this, Feng Qingchen pretended to be curious and asked, "Little Master, can the temple accept pilgrims to stay?"

The young monk was stunned for a moment, then reacted and shook his head: "Female donor, Jinglei Temple does not accept pilgrims to stay for a long time. The rooms in the back mountain are only for pilgrims to take a short rest."

"Why? Is it not okay for me to donate money to the temple?" Feng Qingchen asked in pretended anxiety.

The young monk still shook his head and scratched his head: "No, as for why, I don't know. This is the rule set by the master. It seems that when something happened in the temple, pilgrims are no longer allowed to stay for a long time. Oh, by the way, don't go to the bamboo forest at the back, the master said that the bamboo forest is used to suppress evil spirits, and no one who enters can come out alive."

The young monk spoke in a serious tone, as if to prove that he was not exaggerating.

"Thank you, young master. I understand. I will go down the mountain after a short rest and will not cause any trouble to your temple." Feng Qingchen smiled and hid the gleam in his eyes.

She didn't think that she could find someone by just coming here once, but when she heard the little monk's words, Feng Qingchen was very happy. There really was something wrong with this Jinglei Temple.

The young monk nodded, thinking that he was too talkative, and whispered: "Female donor, please don't tell anyone. I told you this. Master doesn't allow us to talk about the bamboo forest."

"Okay." Feng Qingchen agreed, but as soon as the little monk left, she walked towards the bamboo forest with a gun in her hand.

Anyone with a brain would understand that there was something strange about that place, and since she was there, of course she had to check it out.

The bamboo leaves rustled under his feet, and Feng Qingchen felt a gloomy aura as soon as he stepped into the bamboo forest. The bamboo leaves in the forest were motionless, and even the wind could not blow in. This bamboo forest seemed to be another world.

"What is this place? How can there be such a strong negative energy? Are there many dead people here? That's not right. If there were many dead people, why can't I feel any from outside? And there's no stench of corpses here."

Feng Qingchen knew that if too many dead bodies were buried in a certain place, the magnetic field around it would be affected by the deathly aura and become eerie and cold. It was like going to a cemetery, where you could clearly feel that the temperature was several degrees lower than the outside world. If you stayed in that place for a long time, your body would not be able to bear it.

"But how could there be such yin energy behind this temple? And there is only this part of the bamboo forest. Could it be someone's intention? Is this the legendary formation? The Yin Gathering Formation?" Feng Qingchen walked around, but found that there were always these bamboos in front of him. They seemed different, yet the same.

Feng Qingchen didn't know whether the bamboo forest was too big or there really was some formation here. Feng Qingchen felt his scalp tingling. He swallowed and clenched his hands tightly, but he was hesitant in his heart.

She was basically certain that there was a master who had set up an array in this bamboo forest.

Damn... It was really hard to survive in ancient times. She thought the so-called deployment of troops was just a legend, but she didn't expect it to really exist.

When she broke into the bamboo forest, she used completely modern thinking. She thought that even if there were masters inside, she could at least survive with just a gun, even if she couldn't kill the opponent. However, she forgot that the wisdom of her ancestors was far from being comparable to a small fire.

If someone really set up an array in the bamboo forest, she would be doomed. She knew nothing about the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams. But it was too late to regret. The yin energy in the bamboo forest was too strong. In just a quarter of an hour, Feng Qingchen felt cold all over. If she stayed any longer, she would lose half her life even if she didn't die.

When negative energy enters the body, Western medicine seems unable to cure it.

"Jiuqing, the woman you like is indeed extraordinary. She actually found this place." Outside the bamboo forest, Bu Jingyun teased to Lan Jiuqing beside him.

The first moment Feng Qingchen entered the bamboo forest, the two of them discovered her. Seeing that the person who entered the forest was Feng Qingchen, they both smiled bitterly at the same time.

It can be said that Feng Qingchen was lucky to meet the two of them here, otherwise Feng Qingchen would have died once he entered the bamboo forest.

In that bamboo forest, Lan Jiuqing's master had set up a Nine-Day Yin Gathering Formation to draw Yin energy into the forest. Anyone who strayed into the forest and stayed in it for too long would have the Yin energy enter their body and feel cold all over. If they stayed any longer, they would become confused and affected by the Yin energy, see the things they feared most, and then torture themselves to death.

"She went to the Duke Zhenguo's Mansion." Lan Jiuqing explained why Feng Qingchen appeared here.

Looking at the woman wandering around in the forest with lips as cold as purple dust, Lan Jiuqing felt no sympathy at all. This woman deserved a lesson. She would go wherever there was danger.

"She knows my identity?" Bu Jingyun's face changed and murderous intent rose.

If this is the case, then Feng Qingchen cannot stay. Bu Jingyun questioned Lan Jiuqing with his eyes. He believed that Lan Jiuqing would not ignore his thoughts because of a woman...