Xu Mengmeng said that, sobbing and ran back to the room.

Qin Mu only felt inexplicable, and said speechlessly: "Girls are really unpredictable. ”

At this time, Xu Shiji came over, saw Qin Mu's bag, and said with emotion: "Are you leaving?" ”

"Well, school is about to start."

"Come to my study, I've got something for you."

Qin Mu was not surprised, and probably guessed what it was.

As soon as he sat down, Xu Shiji took out a tattered cowhide envelope from the desk drawer, which was swollen and thick.

Qin Mu knew that it was sent by the old village chief, and it was the villagers of the entire village who gave him the tuition fee for the first year.

"I picked up the letter you sent from the countryside a long time ago from the post office, and now that you're in college, it's time to give it to you."

Xu Shiji handed it over, Qin Mu was in a complicated mood, and took it sincerely with both hands.

The weight of the letter is like a thousand catties, carrying the hope and sustenance of the whole village.

"Uncle Xu wishes you success in your studies and return to your hometown as soon as possible!"

Xu Shiji said earnestly, and couldn't help but empathize with the villagers.

Qin Mu nodded heavily, and then solemnly opened the envelope.

This demolition was like a bolt from the blue, shattering all his plans.

Qin Mu simply poured out all the contents of the envelope, not wanting that there was only a letter inside, a thick stack of small banknotes and a dilapidated ancient book.

The ancient book was thrown aside by him, and he didn't bother to touch the small banknote, because at a glance, he knew that it was less than a thousand yuan.

You must know that his annual tuition fee is more than 30,000 yuan!

Xu Shiji was also stunned when he saw the stack of money: "Take a look at what the letter says." ”

Qin Mu unfolded the letter paper, read it carefully, and finally sighed, mixed feelings.

"Qin Mu, I am the village chief of Lao Chen, as soon as you leave, there will be a lot of water in the township, and the villagers will be separated and homeless."

"The tuition fees originally prepared for you were all used for disaster relief, and in the end, you can only make up more than 900 yuan, and the township really has no choice."

"You are the only college student in the township for decades, and you didn't let you go to college, and the villagers said they couldn't help you."

"You must let you find a way to gain a foothold in the city, if you really can't get along, go home, Uncle Chen and everyone will definitely not blame you."

Reading this, Qin Mu's tears rained down, and the dignified seven-foot man was touched by these extremely sincere words.

Obviously, he went to college by himself, but the villagers took all the responsibilities on him, which made him extremely moved.

At this moment, Qin Mu's eyes were like torches, looking in the direction of his hometown outside the window, and he made up his mind to return to his hometown in fine clothes for the benefit of the villagers!

At the end of the letter, he also explained the origin of the ancient book, and Qin Mu couldn't help but become serious.

"Xiao Qin, you have to read the book, but the inheritance of your Qin family can't be broken, your Qin family has been a master for generations, and his reputation is prominent."

"Only your grandfather, Lao Qin, does not fight for fame and fortune, uses physiognomy to benefit the villagers, and lives in seclusion in the village to ward off evil spirits for the villagers when he is old."

"Before leaving, Lao Qin entrusted me, saying that when you become an adult, he will entrust this book to you, hoping that you will inherit the mantle."

After reading it, Qin Mu was quite surprised, he thought that the old man had already taught him what he had learned all his life before his death.

Now it seems that I have only learned the surface.

I glanced at the cover of the book, and there were only a few handwritten words on it.

Although the strokes were mutilated, he could barely see clearly.

The wind and clouds are in the picture!

Just a few words, Qin Mu felt that the eight gods crossed the sea, each showed their magical powers, won the list of gods, and the power of Huashan on the sword!

The book exudes the atmosphere of historical changes and changes, holding down the ancient book and contemplating, Qin Mu calculated that this book originated from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.

Unable to suppress the shock in his heart, Qin Mu said goodbye to Xu Shiji and returned to the room to take a closer look.

turned the first page, but there was no physiognomy teaching as he imagined, but a list of pictures, called the Fengyun Physiognomy List.

The list map records the ranking of the supreme masters of each dynasty, from the Spring and Autumn Period to the Qing Dynasty, all written by hand.

Only in modern times it is blank, and the next page is also blank, and it seems that no one has recorded it, and it seems that it is to be continued by future generations.

After observing, Qin Mu found that the list map was updated every hundred years, and the physiognomy masters on the previous list would be transposed and changed.

Qin Mu looked at it from the Spring and Autumn Period, and found that the Qin family was at the top of the list every time, and the second was the second.

There was no trace of the list until modern times, and it seems that it was broken in the hands of grandpa.

Because he lived in seclusion in a mountain village, he didn't know much about the world, let alone the difference between high and low teachers at that time.

It's just that Qin Mu can't understand that physiognomy is originally a technique for the benefit of the people, is it necessary to distinguish between high and low?

But when he saw that the Qin family had been the leader of the phase masters for generations, he couldn't help but be proud in his heart, it seemed that he was also born a celebrity.

"Yuan Dynasty, Qin family, Qin Huaiming, supreme phase master."

"Song Dynasty, Qin family, Qin Xiangheng, supreme phase master ......"

Qin Mu looked at the names of the Qin family above, it seemed that these were his ancestors.

At the time, it seemed like an honor to be on the list, but he had no interest in it.

Qin Mu is more inclined to the attitude of the old man, using physiognomy to benefit the people, and there is no dispute with the world.

If it weren't for the fact that there was still physiognomy taught in this ancient book, he wouldn't want to see this thing at all.

Sure enough, I turned the two blank pages, and there was dry goods behind them.

But before he had time to check, Qin Mu had a doubt, why were there only two blank pages left?

Except for the modern 100 years, that is, the modern 100 years, is there no next 100 years?

Could it be that the author of the book thinks that the next 100 years will be the end of the world?

Qin Mu smiled, but he didn't delve into it.

He looked at the table of contents behind him, his eyes widening.

"Taoism, physiognomy, Qimen, Dunjia, six phases, divination, medicine and martial arts......"

In addition to physiognomy, there were also other schools of calligraphy taught, which shocked Qin Mu.

Isn't this an encyclopedia of magic?!

I think that Qin Mu followed the old man to learn physiognomy back then, but he was fined for drawing a thousand talismans just by secretly playing with Taoist puppetry.

What does it mean to say that you can't deviate from the way and steal the spells of other schools, and now you just give him an encyclopedia?

But since the old man meant, there is only his reason.

Seeing such a huge world of magic, Qin Mu didn't know where to start for a while.

He flipped it hastily, and after a few glances, he benefited greatly.

But when I turned to the end of the book, I saw that most of it was damaged.

"Torn off?" Qin Mu exclaimed.

I saw that two-thirds of the entire book was torn off, and only one-third of it was in my hand.

This made Qin Mu at a loss, was it only one-third of what the old man handed over to him, or was it only one-third of the old man himself?

After thinking about it, Qin Mu only felt sleepy, and he had no intention of practicing magic now.

Now I have only one thought, to find a high-paying job after college and help my hometown.

Thinking about it, Qin Mu also fell asleep with sadness, and carefully placed the ancient book on the pillow.

As soon as he fell asleep, his mind flashed with golden light, and his thoughts suddenly flew as if he were on the top of a high-speed train.

The strong centrifugal feeling made Qin Mu not believe that this was a dream.