Big Data Cultivation-Chapter 609 - Meeting Zhang Hongfei Again

Chapter 609: Chapter 609: Meeting Zhang Hongfei Again

Chapter 609: Chapter 609: Meeting Zhang Hongfei Again

Lao Qian and his companion did not take Luohua Manor seriously, yet they understood the principle of “disregard strategically, but pay attention tactically.”

So, before entering the manor, they carefully scouted out the situation at Luohua Manor.

The channels through which the two inquired were numerous; besides friends among cultivators, they also subtly gleaned a lot of information from some people who had attended the grand ceremony, and then they inquired around Zhengyang City, spending a total of seven or eight days.

To be honest, the more they investigated, the more alarmed they became, realizing that Luohua Manor’s influence in the Secular World was not to be underestimated.

Of course, this did not affect their determination to strike; it was just that they had also planned to visit Feng Jun’s hometown for further insights, until the rain mixed with snow fell in Zhengyang.

Weathers with rain and snow are conducive to stealthy nighttime infiltration; if they gave up this opportunity, as the weather grew colder by the day, they estimated the next chance would likely bring pure snowfall, which could hinder their operation.

Certainly, their operation this time couldn’t be called hasty; it was merely that they hadn’t fully and thoroughly understood their opponent.

However, they had more or less figured out the situation inside Luohua Manor. In fact, they had already obtained an accurate satellite map—accomplishing this was not difficult.

Not to mention anything else, just by finding someone from the Forestry Bureau, they could entirely manage this; naturally, the Agriculture Bureau, Water Resources Bureau, and the like could also do it, and many of the map’s field surveys were outsourced to labor service companies, making access to related materials even simpler.

Through analysis of the map, they discovered the lush bamboo forest in the valley and believed there must be anomalies there.

But after all, they still underestimated the manor’s security strength.

The entry point they chose was a steep rocky area. At this location, Luohua Manor had installed cameras but not alarm devices, and as soon as Lao Qian climbed up first, he cut the camera wires.

But before they entered the valley, even before they entered that mist, they were spotted.

Although Lao Qian and his companion claimed to disdain Luohua Manor strategically, they were also very clear that the power of this manor was terrifying and undoubtedly not something they could overpower. So without another word, they turned and fled.

As for administering a slight punishment to those blocking their way, it was only so as not to let their pursuers chase after them without any scruples—in case they didn’t strike, others might not fear them, increasing the difficulty of their escape.

Feng Jun was utterly speechless at such shameless logic—so we’re wrong for chasing you?

But he too was too lazy to argue with them. They were already dead men walking, so what was the point of arguing over truth?

With a grave tone, he said, “One last question, who is your instigator?”

The last question? Although Lao Qian had braced himself, when faced with the terror between life and death, he still couldn’t help but weaken, “Senior Feng, listen to me, I was given dual directives, one from the state, one from Qingcheng…”

“Cut the crap,” Feng Jun waved his hand dismissively, speaking with authority but not anger, “you’re just another one who’s been co-opted, talking about the state at every turn? Guess what, if I were serious, do you think the state could protect you and your family?”

He had been in contact with Yang Yuxin a lot recently and had gained an understanding of many things. Those who always wield the state’s name for their purposes… never mind, it’s better to skip these details.

After all, many departments believe that their departmental interests represent national interests, which is really nonsensical.

Seeing that this guy was impervious to oil and salt and understanding that the usual tricks wouldn’t work on him, Lao Qian could only slowly confess that they originally intended to understand why a Great Cultivator suddenly appeared and what the relationship was with Luohua Manor…

As he spoke, he suddenly noticed vehicles passing on the road and couldn’t help but shout loudly, “He—”

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Before he could finish, Feng Jun stretched out his hand and directly sent the man into the mobile phone space.

No matter whether they were from unrelated departments or not, anyone who targeted his parents deserved death!

Then Feng Jun exerted his strength and shot nearly a hundred meters up into the air, zooming toward Luohua Manor and disappearing into the vast night sky.

Upon his return, after finding out that the other guy really had entered the Yinyun Maze Formation, he ordered curtly, “Alright, turn off the lights, and go back to sleep.”

By that time, the two guards had also awakened, and they were frantically defending themselves through the intercom, “President Feng, we really didn’t see anyone come in, there’s video evidence… You can come and check.”

“That’s enough,” Feng Jun replied dismissively, “you two are just gatekeepers. As long as no one enters or leaves through your area of responsibility, there’s no need to worry so much… Alright, I still have to check who got hurt.”

The injured worker was one of the old-time laborers of the manor, also one left by the former owner Li Ning. A palm strike from that scoundrel named Qian had broken six or seven ribs and caused his lungs to bleed, resulting in incessant coughing up of blood.

Feng Jun gave him simple treatment, indicating that for such traumatic injuries, there was no need to go to the hospital as he could cure it.

And just as everyone had expected, President Feng announced that he would reward the injured worker with fifty thousand yuan and increase his monthly salary to ten thousand.

The rain and snow stopped in the latter half of the night, and when they got up the next day, the land was damp everywhere, and the air was moist as well.

The manor had a break-in yesterday, which everybody knows about, but as for what ultimately happened to those two thieves, nobody cares.

Those who dare to steal from Luohua Manor are likely not going to end up well.

However, Zhang Caixin was quite interested in the thief that entered the dense fog formation; she even gave up her cultivation practice in the bamboo forest to seek out Feng Jun, “How long can a person last in the trapping formation?”

Feng Jun was actually very willing to discuss formations with others. He had figured out everything about formations on his own, step by step, whether it was through communication with others or showing off his skills, he always had a strong desire.

But seeing that it was Zhang Caixin who came to ask, he was a bit surprised, “It’s hard to say how long he can last, but if he keeps thrashing around like that, he’s going to starve to death… Why aren’t you cultivating?”

Zhang Caixin’s chin tilted up slightly as she replied with an air of importance, “Manor affairs, what you understand, I must also understand… You once said that I am the most suitable for cultivation among all the people you’ve met.”

“I did say that,” Feng Jun responded with a smile, mentally adding to himself—except for me, that is.

Then, he realized something, “Hey, you’re not starting to think of the manor as your own, are you?”

Zhang Caixin was initially stunned, then she nodded decisively, “When you’re not around, of course I should be the one in charge of the manor.”

Feng Jun couldn’t help but laugh, “That sounds a bit like you’re the lady of the house. But no, that won’t do… Your sister and Teacher Mei, they’re the real ladies of the house.”

“What they can do, I can do,” Zhang Caixin quickly retorted, her eyelids drooping, too scared to meet his gaze, but she bravely spoke up, “I’m stronger than both of them, in every aspect.”

“Haha,” Feng Jun laughed, finding her hesitant manner extremely cute, “Always being better than others, that’s an obsession and it’s not possible… At the very least, Feng Jing can retrieve items from her storage magical artifact, can you do that?”

“I’ll be in the Qi Refinement Realm very soon,” Zhang Caixin looked up, gathering her courage to meet his gaze, yet a blush rose from her neck and soon spread across her cheeks.

Yet, it was clear she was serious, “Teacher Mei’s specialty won’t be unique to her for much longer, I am the most suitable for you… Why not give it a try?”

Interested, Feng Jun teased her, “Give it a try… does that include in bed?”

“Weren’t you just trying to trick me into bed anyways?” Zhang Caixin’s face grew even redder; usually, when she made risqué comments, she wouldn’t be so flustered, but now she was serious, “I will be better than anyone else.”

Feeling helpless, Feng Jun touched his forehead, “Alright, I do have some unhealthy thoughts, but there’s still the same issue, what about your sister if you and I get together?”

All of Zhang Caixin’s courage instantly drained away, and her complexion returned to normal in a very short time, “Okay, I… was actually just kidding.”

“But I took it seriously,” Feng Jun smiled wickedly, “What you said about being better than anyone else… it really intrigued me.”

“Just bragging,” Zhang Caixin drooped her eyelids, refusing to look at him, “Anyway, you don’t have the guts to try.”

“I have plans for your future,” Feng Jun finally spoke seriously, then cleared his throat, “Let’s talk about something else… You didn’t come over this early just to talk about that, did you?”

That’s good to hear! Zhang Caixin felt a surge of joy inside. To be honest, she felt she had been very tolerant of her sister and Director Mei—My man, I’ve let you use him for so long, you should be content!

After being happy for a while, she remembered his question, “I wanted to ask you about the people trapped in the formation, are their electronic devices completely blocked? Should we bring a jammer over?”

Feng Jun pondered for a moment, if the person really was part of the national forces, they might indeed have a way to send out messages.

But in the end, he shook his head slowly, “They should be completely blocked, but it doesn’t matter if they aren’t. We are testing the formation now. Wouldn’t finding a flaw in the formation be a good thing?”

Zhang Caixin loved seeing him so confident—as if all the big problems in the world were just everyday occurrences to him.

Every girl harboring feelings of springtime has a bit of hero worship, just as every young hero harbors a desire to save the world.

So she smiled and nodded, “I was just reminding you. It’s good that you’ve thought of it.”

She didn’t notice that not far away, behind a pine tree, Yang Yuxin was silently watching the two of them, her face slightly pale.

But it seemed that Feng Jun may have bragged a little too much.

Two hours later, a police car arrived at the entrance to Luohua Manor.

The visitor was Zhang Hongfei, the deputy chief of Baixing Town’s police station. If he had a choice, he certainly wouldn’t want to come here.

But he had no choice but to stiffly make his greetings to Men Gang, “We received a report, there was a wanted criminal seen around here last night.”

(My father is undergoing surgery today. I’ll be updating on a schedule as Feng Xiao is away accompanying him. As for the matter of monthly tickets, I leave it in your hands.)