Big Data Cultivation

Chapter 439: Chapter 439 Reversed Unfolding

Feng Jun’s backyard is off-limits to ordinary people, and even the two assistants Li observe this rule.

However, Sister Hong wasn’t bound by such concerns, and since she had been to the backyard with Feng Jun before, she brought her sister along this time.

What she didn’t notice was that as soon as she stepped into the backyard, Zhang Caixin’s eyes lit up. With each step she took, her eyes gleamed brighter, and she glanced around the pavilion intentionally and unintentionally.@@novelbin@@

When Sister Hong came to the backyard and walked swiftly, Feng Jing quickly put down his teacup, placed his index finger on his lips, and gestured for her to be silent, then silently pointed at Wang Haifeng, who was meditating with his eyes closed.

“As if I didn’t know,” Sister Hong muttered under her breath. It wasn’t as if she hadn’t seen people cultivating before. In fact… she had started her own cultivation.

Despite what she said, she still lightened her footsteps and even cautioned her sister not to make a noise.

Zhang Caixin’s heart was almost in her throat, yet she had to pretend as if everything was normal.

However, once they arrived at the pavilion, she felt that her pretense was somewhat redundant, for Wang Haifeng and Feng Jing were in the midst of an area rich with spiritual energy.

In other words, did they already know about these secrets?

Sister Hong wasn’t particularly sensitive to spiritual energy. She knew the bamboo forest was Feng Jun’s work, had witnessed its wondrous transformation, and could feel its magic, but she didn’t understand much about this pavilion other than that being here made her feel at ease.

She took her sister to look around the pavilion, walked down the artificial hill, and stood in the backyard speaking softly, “About this cultivation, I will ask Wang Haifeng when he’s finished.”

Zhang Caixin’s face was expressionless, but her heart was pounding as she forced herself to ask calmly, “Is Wang Haifeng cultivating as a martial cultivator, or is it Daoist techniques as you mentioned?”

“Martial cultivation,” Sister Hong replied bluntly. “Feng Jun thinks that men must first cultivate martially, while it’s not necessary for women.”

Zhang Caixin gave her a deep, thoughtful look and asked softly, “Have you started your cultivation now?”

“Of course,” Sister Hong nodded, thinking to herself that she could do six sessions of practice in a single night, “He also gave me a Body Tempering Pill, which is especially good for detoxification. Now… I’m just short of sensing the qi.”

“Detoxification is good?” Zhang Caixin’s eyes brightened up again. Any woman would pay attention to these five words. Her own skin was not bad, but what about her girlfriends? “Can you get one for me too?”

“That… we’ll discuss later,” Sister Hong knew how much Feng Jun treasured those pills, and the key point was that he said it would be impossible to take another before she had sensed the qi herself.

Just as she was making excuses, Zhang Caixin suddenly asked, “Your Daoist cultivation method is different from Wang Haifeng’s, isn’t it?”

Sister Hong’s heart skipped a beat, then she readily admitted, “Hmm, it’s different.”

After a moment of silence, Zhang Caixin gritted her teeth and spat out three words, “Yoga practice?”

“Hmm,” Sister Hong nodded, and then with a raised eyebrow, she asked angrily, “Did that guy practice with you too?”

Zhang Caixin was about to shake her head when a surge of resentment welled up inside her, and she casually nodded, “Mhm.”

“That jerk!” As soon as she turned around, Sister Hong strode toward the exit. He had led Caixin astray too?

Okay, even if he had, shouldn’t you have at least told me first?

“Sister,” Zhang Caixin grabbed her arm and cleared her throat softly, “This… it’s not entirely his fault.”

“Hmm?” Sister Hong stopped in her tracks and looked back at her with a hint of skepticism.

She knew her sister all too well, always a mischievous elf since childhood.

And now she felt a familiar scent in the air again, the same old recipe, “Did you… trick me?”

Zhang Caixin hadn’t expected Sister Hong to react so quickly, but upon hearing “tricked me,” a sense of grievance rose in her own heart, compelling her to retort, “You saw him using wind to strike, but have you ever seen Levitation Object Collection? I’ve seen it a long time ago!”

“Ladies,” Wang Haifeng’s voice rose from not far away, “I’ll move one more circulation of qi and then leave, okay?”

Although the sisters started by keeping their voices down, at some point, they couldn’t help but raise their voices.

“Alright, alright,” Sister Hong grabbed Zhang Caixin and started walking out, “You continue, we’ll talk outside.”

But the communication between the sisters wasn’t too smooth in the end. As much as Zhang Caixin was willing to respect her sister, the thought of not being able to visit this spiritual energy-rich place whenever she wanted filled her with resentment.

She used to think that Feng Jun had such capabilities, but seeing the effects with her own eyes was different. That long-lost, pleasurable, and refreshing feeling really made her linger and forget to return.

At dinner time, the sisters didn’t speak to each other.

However, Feng Jun couldn’t worry about comforting the two of them. Chaoge had sent news again: two of the Xu Family’s descendents in the van had been seriously injured, one of whom had died from his injuries. The Chaoge Police had already contacted Zhengyang to launch an investigation into Mou Miao and the others.

Feng Jing stated that there was no need to be too pessimistic about the situation. Accident identification required evidence. Since someone had died, the local clan powers of the Xu Family really couldn’t exert much influence.

When Xu Leigang came back for dinner and heard about the incident, he contacted Yao Counsel.

Soon, he had the latest answer, with a somewhat wry smile on his face, “The Xu Family’s van was a second-hand purchase. They found the original owner and gave him a beating… Now they’re demanding that the police in Zhengyang arrest people, and the police are also troubled.”

Both accidents were purely caused by tire blowouts. Feng Jun chose to target the tires because their tires were worn to the extreme. Otherwise, with his skill in taking people down, why choose this method?

In short, a vehicle used for surveillance could not possibly be high quality.

As for the holes on the tires, whether the other side had noticed anything abnormal was unknown. But obviously, the police had already determined that it was the van’s own excessive speed plus a tire blowout that led to the overturn.

Speaking of the Xu Family, they were indeed domineering. They beat up the owner immediately, then demanded that the police arrest Mou Miao and his associates. Clearly, they were seeing red and lashing out at everyone.

Wang Haifeng only managed to get a word in after they had discussed for a while, “Then I’ll go stir up some trouble. Does the Xu Family really think they are the uncrowned kings of Chaoge? If everyone says so, the police might become rebellious.”

The Wang Family had partners in Chaoge and was formidable in its own right. It didn’t make sense for them to confront the Xu Family over an outsider like Feng Jun, but fanning the flames and lighting ghost fires was something they could easily do.

It was at this moment that Feng Jing abruptly suggested, “Given the circumstances, wouldn’t it be better for Mou Miao to report a robbery now and have the Zhengyang police arrest them?”

Sister Hong, who was angry with her sister, couldn’t help but brighten up at this idea, “That makes sense. They call us murderers, yet we’re still quibbling with them about confiscating vehicles and machinery…”

As she spoke, she glanced at Feng Jing and thought to herself that this woman seemed harmless, yet she could come up with such a scheme. One shouldn’t underestimate those mixed up in the system; their ideas tended to be more insidious…

Honestly, she was somewhat worried that there might be some oversight in Feng Jun’s actions. Now that Director Mei had suggested “stirring the waters,” it was a great protective measure for him.

Because of this suggestion, however, she grew extremely wary of Feng Jing.

Wang Haifeng slapped his thigh fiercely upon hearing this, “Right, just because someone died, is it not robbery anymore? There’s no such logic in this world.”

“I have no problem making the report,” Mou Miao expressed unambiguously. However, what he was considering was something else, “It’s just that arresting people from Chaoge might be difficult… They also have connections in the police.”

“No worries, it’s the perfect time to make arrests,” Xu Leigang stated confidently. “They think we’re probably worrying about the investigation right now. They wouldn’t expect us to dare to strike back, so their guard will be much lower. You can rest assured.”

“Exactly,” Gazi joined in, having the authority to speak on the matter, “Their family loses a person, then wreaks havoc locally; the police can’t stand it either… It’s good to have kinship, but you can’t keep stirring trouble, can you?”

To be honest, this incident involving Mou Miao had greatly angered the small group. While some guessed that the accident might have been orchestrated by Feng Jun, none of them thought that arresting a couple more Xu Family people in Zhengyang was a big deal.

The fact was, if no one in the Xu Family had died, they would have remained composed, and it would have been tricky to take action in Zhengyang.

Feng Jun nodded; he had prepared many backups, but operating in the current way was obviously the least costly. The key issue was, “I’m not familiar with the police here in Zhengyang… Could someone introduce me to a couple? I’ll cover the expenses.”

“Me!” Feng Jing, Wang Haifeng, and Sister Hong all spoke up at once.

In the end, it was Feng Jing who took on the task. Her reason was sufficient: with the recent mess at home, she wanted something to do, to have a reason not to go back.

Her request wasn’t high: because she often took leaves, her superior might have some opinions. There were a series of activities in the unit recently, and all Feng Jun needed to do was sponsor some of it.

The sponsorship funds she was asking for weren’t much either, covering basic things like venue, banners, chairs and tables, and hospitality meals, totaling forty to fifty thousand — of course, if he let them issue the invoice to the unit, the superior would be even happier.

Feng Jing knew that although he had a lot of money, he didn’t really have any expenses that needed to be offset with invoices. Since this was the case, she felt no pressure making this request.

“That’s called a sponsorship?” Feng Jun smiled. He didn’t fancy Feng Jing hanging around at the unit with nothing to do — although she substituted classes from time to time and occasionally went to the piano shop, she still wasted too much time at the unit.

If being able to secure a sponsorship would make the boss happy, then more sponsorship in exchange for some free time was a better deal, “Then add some prizes to the sponsorship, like jade and jade artifacts. Let Li Dafu issue the receipts… Consult with Sister Hong about it.”

Help her out? Sister Hong glanced at her sister who was still angry with her and then looked at Feng Jing, nodding her head with a smile, “Alright.”