Chapter 40

"Everything's fine, go on with your business, I just want to chat with Xiaofengzi!"

The hint of deathly gray on Zaisi's forehead became more evident, but his spirit seemed much better. He propped himself up with his hands on both sides of the recliner and sat up halfway.

"Master, you... you should go inside, I... I beg you!"

For some reason, Qin Feng felt a lump in his throat, tears streaming down his cheeks. He wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, then inserted his hands under the recliner, ready to lift both the chair and the person.

"Foolish child, if even I can see through it, why are you crying?"

Zaisi gently waved his hand and said, "Although the Hu family and I have a deep connection, it's not appropriate to be in the room during the New Year. Put me down!"

"Master, don't say that, you will live a long life!"

Qin Feng's voice choked up, "Master, wait, I'll call Hu Dage right away, we'll go to the hospital immediately, you mustn't have anything happen to you!"

Facing Zaisi, whom he had been with for three years, Qin Feng felt as if his heart was being torn apart. If possible, he would rather it be him who was dying, not this elderly man who treated him like a grandfather.

Although it wasn't the first time he faced life and death, Qin Feng was undoubtedly the most deeply affected this time. Biting his lips tightly, he tried hard not to cry out loud.

"Foolish child, if the hospital could save my life, why would I come here?"

The old man laughed and reached out to gently hold Qin Feng, saying, "Disciple, I am ninety-four this year, not much different from living a hundred years. Many people were more prosperous than me in their prime, but few have lived longer than me. I have no regrets!"

"No, Master, you won't die, you'll be fine!"

Qin Feng shook off his Master's hand and rushed into the room. When he came out, he was holding a small ginseng root, which he broke in half and inserted into Zaisi's mouth.

This old mountain ginseng was bought by Zaisi a few days ago. Despite its small size, it was worth over 60,000 yuan. It was fortunate that it was 1997; if it were ten years later, even 6 million yuan might not buy it.

Seeing his disciple's actions, Zaisi did not stop him. He held the half ginseng in his mouth and smiled, "Do you know what this is for?"

"Master, this is a hundred-year-old ginseng, it can save lives!" Qin Feng noticed that his Master's expression seemed to improve slightly and quickly tried to insert the other half.

"Enough, this thing is for prolonging life, not saving it. If you put in another half, I won't be able to speak."

Zaisi blocked Qin Feng's hand and said, "I asked you to carry this with you in case my old bones couldn't hold out. We still have time, listen to what I have to say!"

"Yes, Master!" Qin Feng knelt before the old man and tightly held his Master's hands.

Hearing Zaisi's words, Qin Feng finally understood that his Master had long sensed his time was near, and it was beyond his control.

Seeing Qin Feng finally calm down, Zaisi also breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, he was only experiencing a brief return of vitality, and even with the ginseng, he might not last long.

He looked up at the light in the sky, greedily taking a deep breath of the fresh, cold air, and said, "Feng'er, whether it's martial arts or the skills of the Outer Eight Schools, in terms of talent, you are the best I have ever seen!

However, the great changes in your family when you were young have affected your character. Although I have helped you eliminate much of your anger over the years, some things still need to be resolved by you.

I have four things to tell you. If you can do them, I can leave this world with peace of mind!"

"Master, please speak, your disciple will remember and never forget!" Qin Feng's eyes were already filled with tears, but he did not wipe them, letting them fall and freeze on his body.

The old man raised one finger and said, "First, you must not be trapped by emotions!"

"Master, humans have seven emotions and six desires, how can they be completely abandoned?" Qin Feng raised his head, puzzled, and looked at his Master.

There are many types of emotions in the world: family love, romantic love, friendship, compassion, and love for one's nation and all living things. These can all cause great emotional fluctuations. If all of these were abandoned, would one still be human?

Zaisi shook his head and said, "It means not being trapped by emotions, the 'trapped' in 'confused.' What I want you to do is not to harm yourself because of emotions. You can cry, laugh, be happy, or angry, but you must not be trapped in them. Do you understand what I mean?"

In Zaisi's view, although Qin Feng was mature for his age, he was still a child. Family love had already caused him great harm, and he feared that romantic and friendly love would trap him and make it hard for him to break free.

This was not just a general statement. There was the British king who loved his country more than his beauty, and there were also examples in China of people who were trapped by emotions and lived in poverty all their lives. For a young person, emotional barriers are extremely important.

"Master, I understand, you can rest assured. Your disciple will follow your teachings and not be trapped by emotions!" Qin Feng was very intelligent. After the old man's explanation, he immediately understood.

"Good, that's my disciple."

The old man smiled with satisfaction and raised his second finger, saying, "In your future actions, you must not be swayed by external emotions. Only then can you see the essence of things and make the right judgments!"

Zaisi was not too worried about this. At sixteen, Qin Feng had a maturity and calmness beyond his years. In the three years since he took Qin Feng as a disciple, this was the first time Zaisi had seen him show his true feelings during a life-and-death moment.

This also brought comfort to Zaisi. Being able to remain calm and not lose one's emotions, even Zaisi could not predict Qin Feng's future achievements!

"The third point is not to dwell on the past!"

Zaisi bent his third finger and said, "For everyone, whether the past is happy or cruel, it is a valuable asset. But you must remember, never let the past become a burden that ties you down and restricts your thoughts!"

What Zaisi was most concerned about was this point. He could see that after Qin Feng learned that his parents were still alive, he was somewhat preoccupied with the past, harboring some resentment towards his parents for not coming to find him and his sister.

However, this was Qin Feng's heart knot, and only Qin Feng himself could untie it. Zaisi only hoped that Qin Feng would not stumble on this point in the future. The past can inspire people to strive, but it can also make them fall into despair.

"Master, I understand, I will adjust my mindset!"

Qin Feng nodded heavily. He had a significant advantage: he was very calm. By the time the old man was imparting his final life lessons, Qin Feng had already emerged from his grief.

"Good, the fourth point is to not fear the future!"

Seeing Qin Feng's serious expression, Zaisi's face showed a smile, and his complexion became even rosier. He said, "Although your Master was born into the Qing imperial family, the person I admire most is the founder of this country. Remember his words: 'Struggle with heaven, and the joy is endless! Struggle with the earth, and the joy is endless! Struggle with people, and the joy is endless!'

Heaven and earth are indifferent, treating all things as straw dogs. You must be fearless and confident in the future, with a belief in victory!"

At this point, Zaisi's emotions suddenly became agitated. It seemed he could already see many of his unfulfilled wishes being realized through this disciple.

"Unfortunately, the legacy I received is incomplete. If not, Qin Feng, you would surely unify the Outer Eight Schools and achieve what our ancestors could not for hundreds of years!"

Zaisi coughed violently, took off the dragon-patterned jade pendant that had been with him for over half a century, and said, "Qin Feng, take this. It is the symbol of our school. Keep it safe and do not lose it!"

"Yes, Master, I will take good care of it!"

Qin Feng, with red eyes, took the jade pendant carved from white jade, which still carried the old man's body heat.

Thinking that his Master was about to leave him forever, Qin Feng felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife. His right hand, holding the jade pendant, involuntarily clenched into a fist, the veins on his hand standing out prominently.

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