Chapter 72

"Uncle Liu, these past years have been greatly appreciated, Qin Feng thanks you!"

After entering the room, Qin Feng bowed deeply to Liu Jiacheng. This was something he owed the old man, as most of the martial arts he had secretly learned were from Liu Jiacheng.

"You poor child, you've had a hard life."

Liu Jiacheng shook his head, gestured for Qin Feng to sit down, and said, "I and Zimo searched for two years but couldn't find Xiaxia. However, according to my elder brother, that child doesn't have the appearance of an early death, so you don't need to worry."

The Liu family had always been fond of the smart and sensible Qin Xia. After Qin Feng went to prison, the Liu family mobilized their Northern martial arts friends to help search, but Qin Xia seemed to have vanished without a trace, leaving no clues behind.

In the second year after Qin Feng entered prison, Liu Zimo was forced by his father to go to France for further studies, and the search for Qin Xia was thus delayed.

Among the three Liu brothers, the eldest had followed Liu Yunjiao for the longest time. Later, he entered the business world and neglected his martial arts, but he did learn some of the old man's face-reading skills. Liu Jiacheng wasn't just comforting Qin Feng with these words.

"I know Xiaxia is still alive, but I'm afraid she's not doing well." Qin Feng sighed. His master had also said the same thing, and Qin Feng believed his sister was still alive.

"Good people will have good fortune, you don't need to worry..."

After comforting Qin Feng a few more times, Liu Jiacheng said, "Qin Feng, don't leave this time. Treat this place as your home. I can take you as my disciple."

In fact, even when Qin Feng was secretly learning, Liu Jiacheng had intended to take him as a disciple, but was stopped by the old man. Now that Qin Feng's troubles were over, he no longer had any concerns.

"Uncle Liu, I... I have already taken another master."

Qin Feng could tell that Liu Jiacheng was sincere in his offer. After some thought, he didn't hide the fact that he had met Zaisi in prison.

There were few people in the world that Qin Feng trusted, and Liu Jiacheng was one of them. Of course, he wouldn't mention the jade pendant and its lineage.

"Zaisi? That name sounds unfamiliar." Liu Jiacheng frowned. Logically, if this person knew his father, he should have some impression, but after thinking for a long time, he couldn't recall anyone like that in the martial arts world.

"Outside the Eight Gates, they are all petty thieves. Qin Feng, I think you should become a disciple of the Bajiquan. Your qi is already formed, and by the age of thirty, you can become a grandmaster!"

Liu Jiacheng was the only Liu family member who inherited Liu Yunjiao's Bajiquan, and his judgment was very accurate.

In Liu Jiacheng's view, Qin Feng's eyes had a subtle luster, a sign of successful qi cultivation. Based on this alone, Qin Feng's skills were probably not much weaker than his disciple Ma Si.

Qin Feng shook his head and said, "Uncle Liu, my family had a tragedy when I was young, and I still don't know who the enemy is. Once I resolve these matters, I will consider joining your school..."

Sometimes Qin Feng wondered if he was a cursed star. At the age of seven or eight, his family suffered a tragedy, his parents went missing, he suffered imprisonment, and he lost contact with his sister. It seemed that those who followed him didn't have good endings.

When he became a disciple of Zaisi, the old man didn't say he couldn't take another master, but Qin Feng felt his fate was bumpy and didn't want to involve the Liu family.

"I'm not afraid, why are you afraid?" Liu Jiacheng had a fiery temper. He slammed the table and stood up, saying, "When we find out who your enemy is, I'll lead people to eliminate them."

"Master, who are you going to eliminate? Your temper is still so fiery."

Before Liu Jiacheng could finish speaking, Ma Si walked in with his hands full of things and smiled at Qin Feng, "Lame Six just set up his stall. His beef cheeks are good, so I bought two pounds."

"Thanks, Brother Ma..."

Qin Feng quickly took the food from Ma Si and said, "Uncle Liu, Zimo is my brother, and you are my elder. This relationship is enough."

"You are a righteous child. The old man made a mistake in judgment."

Liu Jiacheng sighed and said, "Si, go get that old wine. Today, I'll have a good drink with Qin Feng. Don't call anyone else, just you accompany him."

In the eyes of the elders, finding a good disciple to pass on their skills was as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack. Qin Feng had excellent character and talent, but he was unwilling to join the Bajiquan.

Liu Jiacheng was a straightforward person. Since Qin Feng didn't want to, he didn't force him. He invited Qin Feng to a meal in the room, discussing past martial arts stories and drinking to their heart's content.

"By the way, I remember something. In the mid-1950s, someone came to the Liu family, and it might have been your master." After drinking for a while, Liu Jiacheng suddenly remembered something and his face showed surprise.

"Oh? Uncle Liu, my master has many aliases and may not always show his true appearance."

Qin Feng laughed, not to expose his master's shortcomings. Zaisi was well-known before liberation, but after the founding of the People's Republic of China, he kept a low profile, but still couldn't avoid trouble.

"Does your master have a nickname called 'Ghost's Bane'?" Liu Jiacheng looked at Qin Feng.

"Ah? Uncle Liu, that really is my master."

Hearing Liu Jiacheng's words, Qin Feng also remembered. His master had once mentioned that he visited the Liu family in the 1950s, but Liu Yunjiao was in Taiwan at the time, and he only met some of the Liu family's descendants.

"Hey, if you are that old man's disciple, I can't really compete..."

Liu Jiacheng shook his head. When his father went to Taiwan, he took his elder brother and third brother, leaving him and his mother in Cangzhou. If it weren't for the help of martial arts friends, they might not have survived.

When Zaisi came to the Liu family, he left a lot of food coupons and money. However, Liu Jiacheng was young at the time, and after several decades, his memory had become blurred.

With this connection, Liu Jiacheng no longer mentioned taking Qin Feng as a disciple. He just encouraged Qin Feng to drink. After finishing a ten-pound jar of old wine, all three were thoroughly drunk.

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The next morning, when Qin Feng woke up, he found himself in Liu Zimo's room. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Da Huang lying under the bed, and a warm feeling rose in his heart.

"Da Huang, I'll take you with me wherever I go."

Qin Feng could feel Da Huang's attachment to him. He had adopted Da Huang for more than eight years, and Da Huang was showing signs of aging, no longer as lively as before.

Seemingly understanding Qin Feng's words, Da Huang wagged his tail and licked Qin Feng's hand. In his world, the owner was the only one.

As soon as he stepped out of the room, Qin Feng saw Liu Jiacheng already practicing his martial arts in the courtyard. He couldn't help but smile, "Uncle Liu, up so early?"

"Old, I'm an hour late today..." After finishing his practice, Liu Jiacheng took Qin Feng to have breakfast, and they sat back in the hall.

"Uncle Liu, I have to go. I won't feel at ease until I find Xiaxia."

Qin Feng came to the Liu family to thank them for their help over the years, but his main purpose was to find his sister.

"I won't stop you. Come back and visit when you have time." Liu Jiacheng nodded and said, "Wait a moment, Zimo has something for you."

"Uncle Liu, how did you get this... this item?"

Liu Jiacheng walked into the inner room and came out a moment later with a brocade box. Qin Feng took the box and opened it, and he was immediately stunned.

Inside the box was not just any item, but the spearhead that Liu Zimo had given him years ago. Just like four years ago, the spearhead was spotless, with sharp edges gleaming in the light.

"The old man only made three of these. How could I let it stay outside?"

The Liu family had deep roots in Cangzhou and many connections in the government. After Qin Feng's sentence was handed down, they had someone retrieve the spearhead.

"Qin Feng, this spearhead belongs to Zimo. He said to give it to you as a gift. Take it."

Liu Jiacheng took a folded piece of paper from the box and said, "This is a craft appraisal certificate. With this, you can carry it on trains and other public transportation."

"Uncle Liu, this... this is too valuable!"

Qin Feng held the spearhead in his hand. He never expected that Liu Zimo, who had been studying abroad for two years, would still prepare such a gift for him.

Unlike others, who would avoid such a blood-soaked weapon, Qin Feng felt a sense of security holding the gleaming spearhead, as if he were meeting an old friend.

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