There's something wrong with me

Chapter 225 Two Years Passed By
The next day at noon, in Qiqihar City, Qi Province.

The largest hotel in the city center, with penthouse suites.

The eldest brother has been waiting here for a long time since he heard that Master Zhang had entered the province this morning.

The phone rang again, and Brother Ha said that the car had entered the city.

The eldest brother jumped up from his chair, opened the door to the private room, and went downstairs to greet them at the hotel entrance.

As he opened the door.

The doors to the two adjacent private rooms also opened at the same time, and a group of security personnel whom Zhang Feng had seen before came out.

The guards that the boss has been using recently are still the same ones.

They are also the main force in finding people nowadays.

It wasn't said that because of matters concerning the underworld, they were dealt with in any way, or that they were no longer needed.

Although they are unreliable and selfish.

But in the eldest brother's opinion, this is all just human nature.

Most of the stories about security personnel on TV fighting for organizations are nonsense.

And these are things that involve life and death.

These security measures can actually be implemented.

The reason they set up a trap in the underworld before was because the circumstances were completely different and could not be compared.

After all, fighting against living people would likely lead to a raise and a promotion.

Even if someone beats you to death, that's all.

But fighting a group of unknown monsters in the legendary underworld sounds like there's no chance of survival.

And even if one dies, it's not certain that one can die peacefully.

You must know, that's the underworld.

"Come with me to pick up Master Zhang."

The leader didn't say much to these people; he only gave orders.

In the past, he would have talked to these people a little more.

The experience in the underworld made the eldest brother much more mature.

You should know that he used to be a researcher of historical sites, and he had squeezed into the core level of the institution.

He is quite decisive; once someone betrays him, he will never trust them again.

Even though these people have been with him for more than a decade.

Meanwhile, about a kilometer outside the hotel.

While surveying the surroundings, Zhang Feng used his spiritual sense to observe the area. He noticed that although his boss clearly didn't trust these people, he was still using them.

I knew he didn't have many people he could rely on.

The seemingly glamorous boss is actually full of suspicion.

The reason why Zhang Feng and he had a mutually beneficial relationship a few months ago was because Zhang Feng had seen through the man's intentions long ago.

Zhang Feng's rich life experience has given him a keen eye for people.

Furthermore, this life experience, along with some micro-expression and behavioral analysis, forms a basic framework for 'feng shui fortune telling and deducing the past life'.

At least in Zhang Feng's opinion.

Once you can figure out the other person's temperament, you can then work backward to figure out why they developed that temperament, and use your spiritual sense to scan their physical functions to see if there is any residual information from the past.

For example, what kind of injury you suffered as a child, or other things.

Finally, we use the individual variable formula for cause and effect.

Through comprehensive calculations, one can vaguely glimpse this person's 'past'.

This is based on a 'computational formula' and can calculate the past with 100% accuracy, unlike the 'matching' method in feng shui.

This calculation formula is like using the superposition of knowledge from mathematics, physics, chemistry, and ancient literature to accurately deduce the history of civilization evolution on Earth hundreds of millions of years ago.

However, people are variables, not fixed history, and they don't leave any residue in every period of time, so it's hard to calculate.

But now that Zhang Feng has an accurate formula, he can treat people's past as something that has already happened, and thus indirectly form a kind of 'quantitative' record in the history of civilization.

As for the remnants of this period, they are traces of a person's mind and body.

This is equivalent to scientists discovering dinosaur fossils and thus deducing that dinosaurs existed on Earth a very, very long time ago.

In particular, Zhang Feng has now come into contact with bio-modification technology, which has further deepened his understanding of the human body.

Zhang Feng has been studying the secrets of Feng Shui because it is related to the formulas of 'Heavenly Way' and 'Cause and Effect', and it is also a formula for determining one's fortune.

Thinking.

The last mile has been covered.

After Zhang Feng got out of the car, he looked at the boss and others who had come to greet him.

"Master Zhang!"

"Boss Zhang..."

People addressed Zhang Feng in different ways.

The eldest brother addressed Zhang Feng as "Daoist Master".

The others mostly called him 'Boss Zhang' or 'Brother Zhang'.

Zhang Feng didn't care about these titles; as long as they could get things done, that was fine with him.

Of course, if the address is outrageous and the words are used to take advantage of you.

I wouldn't mind sending him on his way.

With a current physique of over 200, coupled with the newly learned reinforcement talisman, spiritual energy protects the entire body.

This had already made Zhang Feng fearless.

Ordinary anti-materiel sniper rifles are no longer effective against me; I can parry them perfectly.

In the past, it would have taken at least four or five hundred bodies of spiritual energy to achieve such a minor invincible effect within the city.

Zhang Feng's combat power has been continuously increasing from a limited starting position.

"Can we find any items related to this tomb raider?"

Zhang Feng was also decisive; since he wasn't afraid, he simply searched directly.

The spirit-finding talisman can locate a person based on their aura.

Of course, this is on the premise that he cultivates.

"We have found his address."

Seeing that Master Zhang was decisive and efficient, the eldest brother didn't mention the meal anymore, but quickly said:
"At the intersection of Lianyungang Street and Fengshan Road."

The eldest brother pointed southeast, "If you're driving, it'll take about twenty minutes."

"Walk."

Zhang Feng nodded, took out more than a dozen talismans from his pocket, handed them to him, and then got back into the car.
"These talismans can keep you safe, and carrying them with you will replenish the energy you have expended during this time."

"Thank you, Taoist priest!"

The eldest brother thanked him very excitedly.

He felt a little reluctant, but in the end he distributed them to the group of security personnel around him who were looking forward to them.

After Zhang Feng got into the car, he told Brother Ha to wait and follow the boss's car.

I won't eat.

Even now, when I make a detour to see the boss and give him a talisman, it's because I'm giving him face after he helped me search for so long.

Otherwise, how can someone not eat and yet directly give orders? That's not how things are done.

……

On the way to Lianyungang Street.

Zhang Feng meditated and regulated his breathing in the car.

Wow—

In the passenger seat, Brother Zhou silently wiped the gun.

Now that they're facing people, not adventurers, Brother Zhou is being very honest and just uses a gun.

This includes vehicles in front and behind.

Besides the driver, the other security personnel were also organizing their firearms.

Of course, the windows on all the vehicles were 'not visible to the outside'.

Otherwise, they might be reported by passersby on the street before they even arrive at the other person's home.

at the same time.

After Zhang Feng finished adjusting his breathing, he looked at the gun in Brother Zhou's hand again.

Right now, guns are no match for my skills.

But if a group of people are carrying guns, and the other party is actually at home, or their hiding place has been found, then it is a great deterrent to the other party.

Similarly, Zhang Feng also considered that the other party's strength might be greater than his own.

After all, this world contains high-quality 'Purple Cloud Qi' and there were Golden Core cultivators thousands of years ago.

Therefore, it cannot be ruled out that there are hidden masters in this world.

Especially if the other party is a strange tomb raider, they might have found some kind of martial arts technique, then diligently practiced it, and their combat power would be off the charts.

But no matter what, there's still a chance to revive. If the opponent is very strong and kills you again, you can practice some more or use other methods.

But if the other party is not capable, then I can get the information as quickly as possible.

Zhang Feng's plan was very thorough; his goal was simple: speed.

Zhang Feng was afraid that the search for the Heavenly Palace was not so simple. After killing the first tomb raider, he discovered the information about the second, third, and fifth tomb raiders.

If that's the case, they'll be searching everywhere for this.

It's just like creating a task chain.

The time spent searching for the person back and forth should also allow for some leeway.

I thought to myself.

We've arrived at Lianyungang Street.

Then, following the boss, the car drove into this old residential area.

Zhang Feng's spiritual sense covered the area, and he quickly discovered the tomb raiders' house they had mentioned.

It's on the first floor, to the left of the entrance to the courtyard, with a window facing the sun.

This place is, to some extent, a place of auspicious feng shui, which is in accordance with the principles of the I Ching and has the auspiciousness of the Qian hexagram, symbolizing a flying dragon in the sky.

But Zhang Feng saw it more as a sunrise location and a gap in the wall above the house that resembled a 'carp leaping over the dragon gate'.

It is square in shape, but slightly tilted to the left at the top, which matches the location of the house.

In addition, the house was constructed with items near the windows, all of which were arranged in a closed manner.

There is a layout where a stream of water converges and flows in through the window, but when it disperses and flows back, it will inevitably be blocked by objects.

This allows the flow of spiritual energy to the bedroom at sunrise, based on the dragon's mouth, filling the entire sunny bedroom with auspicious purple light.

It seems this person is quite something.

Of course, if Zhang Feng couldn't see any spiritual energy, then it would be some kind of mysterious feng shui.

Because the people who live here are nurtured by the Purple Clouds year after year, they naturally enjoy long-term good health.

Including this arrangement, and some information he had recently gathered about him, Zhang Feng suddenly had a sudden realization, as if he had seen through something related to feng shui.

At the same time, Zhang Feng also took a look at the overall layout of his house.

The items in his room also contained some residual spiritual energy, which aided the formation and drew upon the purple aura.

This person is definitely practicing magic!

However, the degree of spiritual energy remaining on the item indicates the extent of his spellcasting.

His strength is not high.

That is to say, the current level of Brother Ha is at most slightly better than him.

Seeing this, Zhang Feng felt relieved.

He's just been away from here for too long.

Even with Zixia maintaining the spiritual energy of the items in the room for him.

However, there was no spiritual energy fluctuation around him or in the outside world.

This is also because there are so many people coming and going in the community; it's very lively.

In addition, due to the passage of time, even if there were any, they would have been dissipated by public sentiment.

It seems this was also part of this person's plan.

This is to prevent anyone from 'seeking the spirit' or 'searching for the trace'.

Since he cultivates, he also understands the arrangement and direction of spiritual energy and feng shui.

Then they must also know this basic technique.

Zhang Feng wasn't surprised, because in the world of Golden Core cultivators, government offices also relied on these secret techniques to investigate people and objects.

However, if one does not know the secrets of feng shui and only practices cultivation, then one may not necessarily know.

"Master Zhang."

And this time.

Seeing Zhang Feng looking outside, Brother Zhou asked tentatively, "Shall we search his house?"

"Need not."

Knowing there was no more news, Zhang Feng bluntly stated, "This person is indeed a cultivator."

"Cultivating the Dharma?" Brother Frog asked with some concern, "Is it the same as you?"

"There is some truth to that." Zhang Feng saw that the boss next to him also got out of the car and came over. He then used his spiritual energy to open the car door and let them get in to listen.

Then, after he got on, the car door was closed.

Zhang Feng continued, "This person cultivates magic and is proficient in some secret techniques."

Especially since he was gone for too long, the spiritual energy he left behind was dissipated.

Similar to the unknown creatures we find in the underworld, neither of them has any residual spiritual energy.

Therefore, normal methods of spirit searching are of no use to him.

"So, what do we do now?" the leader asked, looking completely subservient.

Because of the talisman Zhang Feng gave him, after only twenty minutes of applying it, he felt full of energy, and his long-standing mental stress was also greatly relieved.

He would definitely repay the talisman for any benefits it provided.

After all, Zhang Feng's strength is undeniable.

He dared not fail to repay the debt.

"Find me a room in this neighborhood."

When Zhang Feng saw him asking, he directly instructed, "We can't find the person, but he has been cultivating this formation and the layout of the house for a long time, so he shouldn't give it up easily."

Just like a cultivator nurturing a magical artifact, the more it is nurtured, the more wondrous uses it becomes.

He had been nurturing this formation for a long time.

Judging from the spiritual energy, it should be around seventeen years.

"How could he even figure that out?" Brother Ha was terrified, feeling that Master Zhang seemed even more powerful than before.

The old Master Zhang didn't have this ability to analyze various information dozens of meters away just by standing still.

"I'll go prepare the house..." The eldest brother then began to arrange for people to handle the matters that Master Zhang had assigned.

But in his heart, he also mourned for that tomb raider.

'If I were him, knowing all this, and he was waiting for me like this inhuman Taoist priest, I'd probably run as far away as possible...'

The eldest brother felt that once he came back, it would all be over.

However, this wait lasted for more than half a year.

Zhang Feng practiced his skills while waiting.

This waiting, including the waiting itself, is not just passive waiting.

The eldest brother and Brother Ha were also constantly searching outside.

Furthermore, no matter how busy the organization was, it did not send the leader back, because the secret of the Heavenly Palace was very important.

On the contrary, they provided some financial and manpower support six months ago.

But we just kept waiting.

Another year.

Zhang Feng had already thoroughly understood the tomb raiders' feng shui formations, but this person still hadn't appeared.

And now, I've been in this world for almost two years.

There was no other news.

Zhang Feng even considered that once he was stronger, he could simply take the official route and forcefully search for them.

Yet, amidst this anxiety...

Zhang Feng was initially restless, but as he persevered, he got used to it and calmed down.

The progress of the Nascent Soul stage has increased by about 2%.

More significantly, many impurities within one's own spiritual thoughts were also removed.

This kind of pressure, both swallowed whole and digested slowly, is also preparation for the future 'transformation into a deity'.

In particular, this anxiety and pressure are not the actual pressure of debt-driven production.

That kind of pressure and anxiety may seem to exist, but it's actually not that great.

So what if it collapses? It's not like it's the first time.

But if we can't find it here, then we've really missed an opportunity.

Unless the main storyline time has arrived and they still haven't left, and continue searching.

But it takes real time to make up for it.

In reality, he is about to reach the Nascent Soul stage and possesses extremely high global computing power.

If it really came down to determining who was better, Zhang Feng didn't want to waste real time.

……

This continued until another month later.

Zhang Feng's physique is [397], and his spiritual awareness extends within a radius of three miles.

This day, in the morning.

Zhang Feng, who lived upstairs from him, was preparing to absorb the purple aura of his house as usual when...

With the rustling sound of a car.

A dilapidated van was parked inside the residential area.

These days, this kind of car is common, and it doesn't look strange at all.

At the same time, a middle-aged man with a somewhat sinister appearance also got out of the car.

He was the only one in the car.

Zhang Feng, after seeing him for a moment, was certain that he was the tomb raider he was looking for.

Although there have never been any photos of him, his aura is the same as that of the items in the house.

'It's been a long time since I've been back.'

The tomb raiders, unaware that they were being observed, walked into the doorway with relative ease.

Dealing with Boss Yin was really stressful a few years ago.

Now, I've finally gotten away from him.

Moreover, I even managed to steal some information about the Heavenly Palace from him; it wasn't in vain that I followed him for so many years.

In recent years, the tomb raiders have been following a big boss.

Or rather, he was one of Mr. Yin's subordinates.

It was this subordinate who hired him.

In the past few years, their group of more than 30 people discovered information about the Heavenly Palace based on a strange talisman.

They also obtained a map showing the location of the Heavenly Palace.

Unfortunately, as soon as he got the money, Boss Yin discarded it after using it.

Among these thirty-odd people, three were hidden experts who directly ambushed and killed the rest.

He escaped by jumping into the sea and learned some information about the Heavenly Palace.

This was a great gain for him, because he had known about the legend of the Heavenly Palace for a long time.

Even his following of Boss Yin's men was for these reasons.

Everyone has their own needs.

Even if they don't make a move, I'll still find a way to take the "treasure map" for myself.

Now we need to figure out a way to get rid of that guy surnamed Yin.

He was thinking to himself as he prepared to open the door.

But then came the sound of footsteps coming from upstairs.

Zhang Feng smiled as he walked out from around the corner, looking at the tomb raiders in front of the door who had paused their unlocking efforts.
"If I were you, I would stand here obediently and answer the questions truthfully."

Zhang Feng had waited for him for so long, and he was actually a little angry.

Zhang Feng did not deny this.

"You?" The tomb raider, seeing Zhang Feng's relaxed demeanor and apparent lack of skill, found Zhang Feng's words rather amusing.
"Do you know who I am...?"

He seemed to 'see through' Zhang Feng, but in reality, while pretending not to care, he reached his hand into his pocket.

He suspected that Zhang Feng might be a subordinate sent by Boss Yin to prevent him from surviving the suicide attempt at the sea.

despair-

But then, a crisp sound rang out.

The tomb raider paused in his gun-wielding motion, as if the sound was coming from his own body.

His arm felt lighter, followed by a wave of numbness.

He instinctively looked down and saw that his arm was broken in the middle, but his skin was not damaged at all.

“I don’t want to negotiate any terms with you.” Zhang Feng slowly walked down the stairs. “If you want to keep your other arm, you need to answer my questions now.”

(End of this chapter)