Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Furnace of Truth

The moonlight was like water, just like the night before.

Just came to the herb garden.

Feng Wuwei felt that his hand was out of control again. It slowly stretched out to a medicinal herb. I grabbed it and unconsciously put it in my mouth and chewed it.

After a while, he found that it was sweet, and he felt that everything was so smooth. Not feeling rusty at all, he grabbed the herb, plucked it off, and stuffed it into his mouth. It's just one go, everything is so natural.

Feng Wu felt as if he had done this kind of thing thousands of times, although it was a little strange, but he couldn't think of why.

He slowly squatted on the ridge and looked at the sky.

He thought about it, and the breakthrough in the case was still on the surveillance video.

So he could only pin his hopes on Chubby.

At this moment, an old man covered in dirt and a big cigarette pouch came over.

The old man said, "There is only one truth. ”

Feng Wu was taken aback. Keep your eyes on it. only to find out that the person who came was none other than Professor Qin.

Feng Wu said, "Teacher Qin, you haven't rested so late." ”

The old man shook the dirt off his body and said, "It's still early." The young man is good, 5,000 yuan to put on a good meeting. ”

Feng Wu smiled, not modest.

But he remembered what the old man had just said, and thought: Could it be that he knows the situation of the case?

So he asked the old man, "Teacher Qin, do you know what that case is all about?"

The old man took a puff of his cigarette and spat out a smoke ring. Walked over to Feng Wubian and sat down. The smoky Feng Wuzhi coughed.

The old man smiled and said, "That baby committed suicide, and no one harmed him." ”

When Feng Wu heard this, he was surprised and said, "Suicide? Impossible, didn't you see how professionally the rope was tied, and besides, he wasn't hanged, he was hung with his hands tied." Suicide, suicide with hanging hands makes no sense?"

The old man didn't speak, but smoked.

Feng Wu only thought that the old man was joking, and he didn't take it to heart. He remembered the first time he saw the old man. The old man in a suit and leather shoes is indeed so sloppy this time. So he asked, "Teacher Qin, it's so late, what are you doing here? ”

The old man said, "There is a medicine here that is the Soul Rejuvenation Herb. Needs to be taken care of at night. No, it's done. ”

It's almost late at night, and the autumn wind is blowing in with fallen leaves.

The old man's bag of cigarettes was finally finished, he knocked the cigarette ash on the ground, patted Feng Wu on the shoulder and said, "Young man." The last mission was done brilliantly. I see that you have a fate, and I have to tell you anything. You are guilty of peach blossoms. ”

Feng Wu only thought that the old man was joking. So he asked, "Isn't the peach blossom a good thing?

The old man said matter-of-factly: "When you meet the right person at the right time, that's happiness." When you meet the wrong person at the wrong time, that's pain!"

Hahaha! Feng Wu suddenly smiled so happily.

After laughing, Feng Wu thought to himself: Could it be that he knew about my pursuit of Liu Xu, and why did he care so much about my affairs.

So he asked: "Teacher Qin, isn't it normal to fall in love in college?"

The old man did not speak, but took out a small stove from his bosom.

The stove was like an ancient hand stove, very small, without feet, and flat underneath.

In the light of the moon, it was golden.

The body of the furnace is carved with colorful golden dragons and nine heavenly phoenixes, which are lifelike and very beautiful.

The old man pointed to the small hand stove and said. "This stove is called the Furnace of True Heart, and the fire of true love burns in it. As long as you think of the name of your loved one and put your hand in it, if it's true love, your hand will be safe and sound. If not, the hands will be burned. Do you dare to try?"

Feng Wu didn't think about it and said, of course he dared.

The old man opened the lid and saw a pale yellow flame burning slightly.

There was no oil or wick to be seen.

Feng Wu looked surprised.

He took it and looked at it a few more times, and there really wasn't any fuel.

Sure enough, it's a treasure.

Feng Wu felt that the old man was not framing him. But look at the flames fluttering in the wind. It seemed to be extinguished immediately, and it felt like it couldn't be felt at all outside.

Feng Wu believed that such a small flame would burn his hands. So he put his hand into the furnace, and his mind was full of Liu Xu.

Fortunately at first, when his mind was full of Liu Xu, there was a burning pain in his hand.

He quickly withdrew his hand.

I saw that the hand was red and swollen, and it looked delicious.

Fang knew that the old man did not deceive him.

Feng Wu immediately looked at the old man differently, he only wanted to be the magic of the stove, and burned his hand.

But he threw the sincere words of the old man out of the clouds.

Feng Wu looked at the small hand stove and couldn't put it down.

So he said, "Senior, can you give me this stove?"

The old man threw the stove to Feng Wu and said. "It was meant to be for you. I only hope that you will find your way back and stop the precipice. ”

Feng Wu only felt that the old man was mysterious, and remembered what he said about the murder. He began to ask how he knew that the deceased had committed suicide?

The old man didn't answer.

Light another bag of cigarettes. I took a hard sip. said: "Actually, we are people of the same generation, and I am also more than 5,000 years old. ”

Feng Wu didn't hear it, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

The softest place in my heart seems to have been pulled by someone.

After a long and painstaking search, he always thought that he was an anomaly. I can't merge with the world, and now when I hear this, it seems like tears are about to fall.

Feng Wu turned the tears back from his eyes and asked the old man, "Then do you know who I am?"

The old man said, "Of course I know who you are, but I can't tell you yet." Fate has long been predestined, and some things cannot be changed. We can only resign ourselves to our fate. ”

Feng Wu couldn't understand what the old man was talking about, so he asked. "What the hell is going on?"

The old man said: "I really can't tell you now, and I don't want to reveal my identity so early, it's just that you and Liu Xu's child can't go any further, she was originally your enemy, and she is still the same in this life." I'm afraid you'll fall too deep. ”

Feng Wu said. "What kind of fate did I have before, it is better to die than to be tortured, and now you are coming to tell me this, no matter what, I have decided to change my life against the sky." ”

Feng Wu's tone was very flat, as if he was talking about common things.

The old man heard the resoluteness in Feng Wu's tone. The old man shook his head and said, "You still have the same stinky temper as you did back then, and I can't control it, just give you a wake-up call." When the time comes to make a decision, you must not be in love with your children. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he knocked out the ash from the cigarette pouch.

He left without looking back.

Feng Wu was a little excited, he finally found someone of the same kind, he was no longer an outlier. But there is some melancholy. It's sad that I don't know what to do.

So he shouted at the old man's back. "Hey, senior, what should I do. ”