Chapter Seventy-two: Gift

  "Uncle Liu, thank you for taking care of me all these years! Qin Feng thanks you first!"

  After entering the room, Qin Feng bowed deeply to Liu Jia Cheng, which was also what he owed this old man. The martial arts he had learned in secret back then were mostly from Liu Jia Cheng.

  "You poor kid."

  Liu Jiacheng shook his head, beckoning Qin Feng to sit down and said: "I and Zi Mo have been searching for two years, but we haven't found Xiao Jiaojiao. However, according to my brother's words, that child is not a premature death omen, you don't need to worry."

  For the clever and sensible Qin Jia, the Liu family were all very fond of. After Qin Feng went to prison, the Liu family mobilized their friends from the northern Jianghu road to help find him, but Qin Jia seemed to have evaporated into thin air, leaving no clues behind.

  In the second year after Qin Feng went to prison, Liu Zimo was forced by his father to study in France, and the search for Qin Jia was also delayed.

  Liu family's three brothers, the eldest followed Liu Yunjiao for the longest time. Later, he entered the business world and put his kung fu skills aside, but instead learned some of Old Master Liu's face-reading techniques. It wasn't just to comfort Qin Feng that Liu Jia Cheng said this.

  "I also know that Jie is still around, I'm just afraid she's not doing well." Qin Feng sighed upon hearing this, his master had said the same thing before, and Qin Feng believed that his sister was indeed still alive.

  "A good person has his own destiny, you don't need to worry..."

  After comforting Qin Feng for a few words, Liu Jiacheng said: "Qin Feng, don't leave this time when you come back, take this as your home, I can accept you as my apprentice."

  Actually, when Qin Feng stole the master's skills, Liu Jia Cheng had intended to take Qin Feng in as a disciple, but was stopped by the old master. Now that Qin Feng has passed his tribulation, he no longer has any concerns about this aspect.

  "Uncle Liu, I...I've already pledged allegiance to someone else."

  Qin Feng could tell that Liu Jia Cheng was genuinely willing to take him as his apprentice, so after some thought, he didn't hide the fact that he had met Zai Yi in prison.

  There are few people in this world who can make Qin Feng trust them, and Liu Jia Cheng is one of them. Of course, as for the inheritance of that jade pendant, Qin Feng naturally wouldn't mention it.

  "What's this? This name sounds very unfamiliar?" Liu Jiacheng furrowed his brow, by rights, this person should know his father and have some impression of him, but after thinking for half a day, Liu Jiacheng still couldn't recall anyone with this name in the Jianghu.

  "Outside the Jianghu, there are eight sects, all of which are made up of thieves and scoundrels. Qin Feng, I think you'd better join the Eight Extremes Sect. Your aura has already formed, and before the age of thirty, you'll become a master of your generation!"

  Liu Jiacheng is the only descendant of the Liu family who has inherited the Liu Yun Jiao Ba Ji Quan, and his eyes are still very accurate.

  In Liu Jiacheng's view, Qin Feng's eyes had a subtle luster, which was a manifestation of his successful Qi training. Based on this alone, Qin Feng's Kung Fu might not be much weaker than that of his disciple Ma Si.

  Qin Feng shook his head and said, "Uncle Liu, I've had a change in my family since I was young, and until now I don't even know who my enemies are. Let me settle these matters first, and it's not too late to join your household afterwards..."

  Qin Feng sometimes wonders if he is the unlucky star, at the age of 7 or 8, his family encountered a disaster, his parents disappeared, in recent years he suffered from imprisonment, and was separated from his sister, it seems that people who follow him have not had a good ending.

  When Qin Feng was about to leave, the old man didn't say that he couldn't let Qin Feng enter someone else's door again, but Qin Feng felt that his fate was bumpy and didn't want to drag down the Liu family.

  "I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?" Liu Jiacheng also had a fiery temper, and with a slap on the table, he stood up and said: "In the future, when we find out who your enemy is, I'll bring people to help you eliminate them."

  "Master, who did you kill? Your temper is still so fierce?"

  Liu Jiacheng's words had barely fallen when Ma Sihai walked in with his hands full of things, smiling at Qin Feng: "Just in time for Liu Six to set up his stall, the beef noodles he cooked are not bad, I also weighed two catties."

  "Sorry to trouble you, Fourth Brother..."

  Qin Feng hastily took over the dishes from Ma Si's hands and turned around to say, "Uncle Liu, Zi Mo is my brother, you are my elder, that's all there is to it."

  "You're such a good kid, Old Master was blind back then."

  Liu Jiacheng sighed and said, "Fourth son, go get that jar of old wine for me. Today, let's have a good drink with Qin Feng, don't call anyone else, just you accompany me."

  In the eyes of the older generation, finding a good apprentice who can pass on the mantle is almost as difficult as finding a needle in the ocean. Qin Feng's character and talent are all excellent, but unfortunately, he refused to join the Eight Extremes School.

  Liu Jiacheng was a generous person, since Qin Feng didn't want to, he didn't force him either. He pulled Qin Feng into the room and opened a table, discussing past events in Jianghu, drinking merrily.

  "Ah, I remember now. In the mid-1950s, someone came to our Liu family, and it seemed like your master." After drinking for a while, Liu Jiacheng suddenly remembered something and his face showed surprise.

  "Oh? Uncle Liu, my master's Tao is profound and multifaceted. Just because someone leaves the door doesn't mean their true appearance will be revealed."

  Qin Feng smiled and said, he didn't expose his master's shortcomings. Before liberation, Zhang Yi was also a big name. At the beginning of liberation, he was always humble, but in the end, he still couldn't escape.

  "Doesn't your master have a nickname, 'Ghostly Sorrow'?" Liu Jiacheng looked at Qin Feng.

  "Huh? Uncle Liu, it really is my master."

  Upon hearing Liu Jiacheng's words, Qin Feng also remembered that his master had once mentioned that he came to the Liu family in the 50s or 60s. However, Liu Yunjiao went to Taiwan at that time and only met some of the younger generation of the Liu family.

  "Hey, if you're really the old master's disciple, I'd be in trouble..."

  Liu Jiacheng shook his head. In those years, his father had run to Taiwan with his two older brothers, leaving him and his mother in Cangzhou. If it weren't for the frequent assistance from fellow practitioners, he might not have survived until now.

  When he came to the Liu family at that time, he had left behind a lot of grain tickets and money. At that time, the Liu family was still young, and after decades, the memory had long been blurred.

  With this relationship, Liu Jiacheng no longer mentioned the matter of accepting a disciple, but only advised Qin Feng to drink wine. After drinking a 10-jin old wine jar clean, the three people were also drunk.

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

  "Turmeric, from now on I will take you with me wherever I go."

  Qin Feng could feel the affection of Da Huang towards himself, from adopting it to now has been more than eight years, Da Huang also showed some old age, and was no longer as lively as before.

  It seemed to understand Qin Feng's words, and Da Huang wagged its tail, stretched out its tongue and licked Qin Feng's hand. In its world, the master was the only one.

  Just as he walked out of the room, Qin Feng saw that Liu Jiacheng had already set up a punching bag in the courtyard and couldn't help but smile: "Uncle Liu, you're getting up so early?"

  "Got old, got up an hour earlier today..." After finishing his routine, Liu Jiacheng took Qin Feng to have breakfast, and the two sat back in the main room.

  "Liu Shu, I have to go. If I can't find Xiao Jie for a whole day, my heart will be uneasy all day."

  Qin Feng came to the Liu family to thank them for their help in those years, but his main purpose this time was still to find his sister.

  "You can go, I won't stop you. Come back and visit when you're free." Liu Jiacheng nodded and said: "Wait a minute, that kid Zi Mo has something for me to give to you!"

  "Uncle Liu, how did you bring this thing back?"

  Liu Jiacheng walked into the inner room, and a moment later he came out with a brocade box in his hand. Qin Feng took over the brocade box and opened it to take a look, and suddenly the whole person was stunned.

  Inside this brocade box was not something else, but the gun head that Liu Zimo had given him back then. Just like when he first saw it four years ago, the gun head was spotless and gleaming with a faint chill on both edges of its blade.

  "The old man had made a total of three, how could he let it fall into outsiders' hands?"

  The Liu family has a deep foundation in Cangzhou and also has many connections in the government. After Qin Feng's verdict came out, they had someone retrieve the gun head back for them.

  "Qin Feng, this gun is from Zi Mo, he said it's a gift for you, take it."

  Liu Jiacheng took out a folded piece of paper from the brocade box and said, "This is an appraisal certificate for works of art. With this thing, you can take the train and carry it."

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

  Qin Feng grasped the gun head in his hand, he never thought that Liu Zimo, who had been studying abroad for two years, would still prepare such a gift for him.

  Unlike ordinary people, such a bloodthirsty killing tool, others are afraid to avoid it, but Qin Feng is not. Holding the gun head that shines with cold light, he feels a sense of security in his heart, as if he has seen an old friend.

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