The peachwood sword stuck in Widow Zhao's chest was still on it. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Qin Tian didn't immediately ignite the fire at this moment.

Instead, he took out a few talismans from the yellow cloth bag, and Qin Tian pasted the talismans in his hand on the ground in the direction of the Bagua Array.

After saying all this, he began to light the torches.

Qin Feng stood aside, watching silently, and did not ask, the sixteen-year-old Qin Feng showed a calmness that belonged to his age.

In his previous life, he also experienced this scene, but it was himself who did all this, not his grandfather, in Qin Feng's memory, his grandfather fought with Widow Zhao zombie for several rounds, and finally temporarily suppressed this white zombie at the cost of injury.

Because he was seriously injured in the fight, in his previous life, it was Qin Feng who arranged this gossip demon subduing array under the guidance of his grandfather.

Diesel fuel had already been poured on the firewood.

The fire flashed a little, and it suddenly burst into flames.

Qin Feng clearly saw that in the firelight, Widow Zhao's body was trembling violently, but because of the peach wood sword inserted in her chest, it emitted bursts of yellow and colored light, and Widow Zhao couldn't move.

……

When the last trace of fire was extinguished, the sky was already bright, and Qin Tian also let out a long breath.

Widow Zhao's matter is finally settled.

At this time, the people from the village also came.

Qin Tian greeted and explained some things, and the villagers began to get busy, and then took Qin Feng and went home.

After a busy night, Qin Tian was already tired.

On the way back.

"Xiao Feng, you are also half a monk, according to your current cultivation, it is estimated that you will be able to enter the realm of qi cultivation in a month at most, have you remembered what I said before?"

Qin Tian opened his mouth as he spoke, his mind a little tired.

"Grandpa, I remember it all. Qin Feng looked well-behaved.

"It's good to remember, our lineage is the Qin family's single inheritance, to grandpa, there are not many techniques that have been inherited, and everything I can teach you has already been taught to you, I don't expect you to be able to carry it forward, just don't lose the things left by the ancestors." ”

Qin Tian raised his head thoughtfully, at this moment, the morning sun shone on his body, it looked very warm, and the early morning in July and August was very cool.

"Grandpa, don't worry, I remember what you taught me, and I also remember the rules of the monk world. Qin Feng's expression at the moment was very serious.

In his previous life, this was his grandfather's last words.

In this life, I was reborn, and the traces of history have not changed, but the ending of history has been changed by myself.

Bai Zhuang did not hurt his grandfather, and Bai Zhuang's death breath did not invade his grandfather's body, so, very simply, grandpa survived.

This year, I finished my third year of high school.

Admitted to an ordinary second university.

It was also after entering the university that he obtained the inheritance of a body of magic in his previous life by chance, and since then, he has officially entered the monk world.

……

White earthen room.

Black tiles, stout beams.

A small door, two wooden windows, and a rather empty main hall can be seen when you look up, with shiny glass tiles.

Next to the main hall are two bedrooms, similar to the layout of Widow Zhao's house, which is Qin Feng's house.

Qin Feng lived in the auxiliary bedroom, Qin Tian lived in the master bedroom, and the grandfather and grandson had been dependent on each other for more than ten years.

The early nineties, this year, exactly ninety-five years.

In the countryside of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, it is still very poor, and there is a tiled house, which is basically good.

This is also the past few years, the national economy has begun to recover, and Qimen Jianghu has begun to rise.

Fortune tellers and other professions have re-entered people's field of vision, if it was more than ten years ago, in that special era, where could you see fortune tellers.

As soon as it appears, then it is basically a tragic fate.

Back home, the old man rested, last night, it was momentum, and practice, even if the old man has the cultivation of the initial realm of qi cultivation, he is also tired at the moment, how to say, he also encountered zombies, how many years have passed, there has been no such thing.

Originally, the old man was old, and he must not be able to resist the exhaustion.

Qin Feng didn't go to rest, but looked for his memories and habitually sat on a stone on the edge of the lawn in front of the door.

The sun is rising.

The coolness of the morning is gradually disappearing, and the temperature is slowly rising, and the temperature is the hottest at the end of July.

Before nine o'clock in the morning, it was already feeling scorching.

At the end of August, I was going to report to the university.

There is less than a month to go.

Qin Feng pondered his memories.

Back then, I entered the university as half a foot into the realm of qi cultivation.

After entering the university, because of his curiosity about the monk world, he participated in a matter in the monk world, but he was chased and killed, and when he fled the campus and hid in the countryside, he accidentally obtained the inheritance he had in his previous life, which opened his extraordinary path.

Qin Feng was thinking about these things under the scorching sun at the moment.

In this life, I was reborn, the trajectory of history will probably not go wrong, and I can know in advance, then, in this life, I will start again, let my grandfather enjoy his old age in peace, and let himself live freely.

Qin Feng's eyes flashed with a superb light, and he clenched his fists.

Qin Feng, who had made a decision, stood up.

Left the sun underground.

Now, my cultivation has not yet stepped into the realm of qi cultivation, so what I have to do next, in the next month, is to step into the realm of qi cultivation.

……

Cool breeze.

The croaking of insects in the fields makes the black night seem lively.

The affairs of Widow Zhao's family completely made her grandfather Qin Tian famous.

The countryside is convinced of these things, not to mention that there were witnesses at the beginning, the so-called one to ten, ten to hundred.

In the past few days, there has been an endless stream of people who have come to the house and invited their grandfather to make a move.

The grandfather and grandson sat on the front floor of the house to enjoy the shade.

"Xiaofeng, I'm going out early tomorrow morning, I may not come back for a while, don't forget to cultivate when you're alone at home. Qin Tian was a little helpless, and said with some satisfaction.

In the past few days, there has been an endless stream of people, making me both happy and distressed, saying that I am happy because the inheritance of the Qin family is in my hands, and it can be regarded as a little bit of fame, but what is distressing is that I am just an ordinary warlock, and the inheritance of the Qin family is barely a mountain technique, and I said that those fortune-telling are not my own specialty.

No, there are too many people who bother themselves every day, and the mental consumption of the past few days is too great, they are all from the villagers, and it is not easy to refuse, so I am not going to go out early tomorrow morning to avoid it for a while.