Human Martial Venerable: Starting from the Synthesis Technique

Chapter 28 Heading to Dendrobium

"What a coincidence, but this is also a good opportunity to reveal some information about the pond."

"Father's methods are, after all, a bit ruthless."

Feng Xiu silently thought to himself.

According to Feng Ao's private investigation, it can be basically confirmed that He Lusi was completely unaware of this matter, and everything was driven by profit.

Prior to this, Feng Ao had investigated all the city records, state records, and construction drawings of Qingyan City, trying to find some clues.

However, the result given was quite normal; the Yudaitang Reservoir is at most a larger-scale project that benefits the people.

Since the River Law Division was unaware of the situation, Feng Ao did not treat this matter as a real family crisis. Instead, he considered it a trump card.

After all, none of the other households had underground drainage systems.

Of the known intelligence, the Feng family is the first, and possibly the only, family to know about the Tangku.

This card, if used well, can completely turn the tide of the game.

However, Feng Xiu did not quite agree with his approach.

We may have our cards up our sleeves, but when things really come to a head, we all have to share the burden!

But the premise is that we have to give them time to prepare.

No one would accept it if news suddenly broke that there was a monster in the water.

As Feng Xiu was pondering this, he heard Uncle Zheng return from inside the room. "Young Master, it's ready."

"Okay, sure." Distracted, Feng Xiu nodded.

A moment later, a woman emerged from behind the curtain.

The woman wore a plain silk dress, her black hair was like clouds, and she only wore a jade hairpin. She held a pipa in her arms, her fingers were slender, and her steps were light.

She walked to the center of the pavilion, gave a slight curtsy, and said softly, "This humble servant, Su Xin, greets you, sir."

Feng Xiu nodded without speaking.

"Let's begin," Zheng Bo said.

Su Xin sat down, placed the pipa on her lap, and gently plucked it with her fingertips.

A series of clear and melodious arpeggios flowed out, and she began to sing softly with her lips slightly parted.

"A dream of spiritual flowers, a dream from which one cannot awaken for three lifetimes..."

Her voice was melodious, as if she were weeping and lamenting.

Feng Xiu closed his eyes and listened quietly.

The story of Linghua tells of a love between a human and a demon. A scholar is on his way to the capital for the imperial examination. He spends the night in an ancient temple in a desolate mountain and encounters a ghostly woman.

Basically, it's still the plot of "A Chinese Ghost Story" that scholars have to appreciate.

About half an hour later.

The song ended.

Feng Xiu opened his eyes and looked at the woman behind the beaded curtain.

Su Xin lowered her eyes, her fingertips gently pressing the strings, as if she were still immersed in the music.

"How many years have you been singing this song?"

Su Xin looked up and said softly, "It's been fifteen years since elementary school."

Have you ever been to Taizhou?

"My ancestral home is Taizhou. When I was young, I moved to Qingzhou with my master. This piece was taught to me by my master."

Feng Xiu nodded and then asked, "Have you ever heard of the Northern Ridge Sect?"

Su Xin was taken aback, then shook her head, "I am ignorant and have never heard of it."

Feng Xiu waved his hand, and Zheng Bo, seeing this, took out a ten-tael silver note from his sleeve.

The latter looked slightly pleased, accepted the gift, bowed to Feng Xiu, and then withdrew.

"Young Master, did you hear something?" As the two were about to leave after pushing open the door, Uncle Zheng asked.

Feng Xiu looked helpless. "No, what could it be?"

Hearing something, he heard that there are ghosts in this world, and that Su Wantang might not be human.

He took Feng Shouzhuo's vital essence, then injured Zhou Gang, and then compensated him in return.

And this leads to the thought of a sealed-off pond owner, possibly a water dragon.

If the guess is correct, then keeping the reservoir closed is the best solution.

Therefore, even if it is opened and something is released, if something goes wrong, there are many forces in Qingyan City to back it up.

But that's impossible. Spring planting is over now, and the first crop of golden wheat has sprouted.

At most one month later, the River Law Office will carry out the first summer irrigation.

Unless there is another rain, a torrential downpour that can cover the entire river valley!

So, does that mean we're really expecting Master Huanglong to risk his life?

As we stepped out of Jinyun Pavilion, dusk was approaching.

"Young Master, where to next?"

Feng Xiu looked up at the sky and pondered for a moment, then said, "I'll go check out the underground canal site in Dendrobium Village."

"It would be good for the eldest young master to go now, but if it comes to Shou Zhuo's side, and Su Wantang is unwilling to let it go, I'm afraid...?"

Zheng Bo hesitated for a moment, then shook his head almost imperceptibly.

"No, the owner of the warehouse will not make a big fuss. With Han Che and the guards' strength, there is no need to worry about the remaining tricks."

Feng Xiu waved his hand, saying that Qingyan City was full of hidden talents and experts. If pushed too far, Feng Xiu still had the move of "living with Heaven and Earth" to fight!

Do you really think the title of "great philanthropist" came for nothing?

After listening to Feng Xiu, Zheng Bo thought about it and felt that there was some truth to what he said.

"In that case, young master, please be careful."

Currently, in accordance with the response strategy devised by Feng Ao and Zhou Gang, precautions are being taken against the possible appearance of strange and monstrous fish.

They specifically set up outposts in the three villages of Bailiu, Dendrobium, and Baidou.

They claimed it was for the convenience of collecting grain, and disguised it as a grain depot yard.

Coincidentally, the three outposts are situated in a triangular shape on the terrain.

If something really happens, they can react quickly.

As for investigating Su Wantang, this matter can only be considered a covert operation and cannot be carried out openly.

After all, they've already let the Feng family off the hook. If we make it public knowledge, it might just provoke their resentment.

"This feeling is really unbearable," Feng Xin sighed inwardly.

The owner of the pond remained inactive and did not send anyone to kill Feng Shouzhuo.

Feng Xiu suspected that Su Wantang might have been behind this.

Whether it's speculation or reassurance, the uncertainty surrounding the event is what truly makes people uneasy.

"What kind of taste do you have? It was just a fling, and you actually fell in love with it~"

Upon reading this, Feng Xiu immediately ordered, "Uncle Zheng, head back to the manor and fetch the things I need for my cultivation, along with some changes of clothes. I plan to stay in Dendrobium Village for a while."

Zheng Bo nodded. This was one of the plans Feng Ao had set up earlier: to closely monitor matters related to the farm.

Originally, this matter was always managed by Zheng Bo, who was responsible for reporting the status of the underground canal every day.

Now that he has achieved some success in his martial arts, he has some ability to protect himself, and it is time to settle the matter of guarding the area for a long time.

"In addition, you should arrange for someone to take care of the household affairs and look after the house."

After a month of calm, the Feng family members dared not let their guard down, despite the threats posed by the owner of the pond and reservoir.

But business still had to be done. Feng Ao had previously purchased a large quantity of Golden Ear wheat, and it wasn't good for it to just sit in the warehouse.

Just two days ago, the two set off to transport grain, their destination being Jinzhou.

With war raging in Jinzhou and uprisings everywhere, the demand for golden wheat was astonishing.

Given their combined strength, Feng Xiu wasn't too worried.

"Understood."

The carriage turned around and soon returned to the Feng residence, where Feng Xiu waited for a while inside.

Not long after, two young guards carried a large wooden box and placed it inside the carriage. Then, someone came and handed Feng Xiu a pure silver mace through the carriage curtain.

"Young Master, Master Zheng asked me to give this to you," the guard said.

"Uncle Zheng, you've already had it done so quickly?"

Feng Xiu was somewhat surprised. After taking it, he reached out and weighed it in his hand. It was not light; he estimated it to be about forty pounds.

Then, the group bowed to Feng Xiu and turned to leave.

The carriage moved slowly, leaving the inner city and heading towards Dendrobium Village.