The daughter of the medical school is so handsome

Feng Qi searched the bookshelves for a long time, and found that these books were either in the Taoist temple, or Dong Junlin collected them for her at a high price, but she couldn't find any medical books that she hadn't read.

It is really disappointing that a medical family that has been passed down for hundreds of years has no treasures.

Feng Qi hammered the wall a little annoyed.

Suddenly, I felt that the sound of the wall was a bit wrong. It didn't sound like a solid wall, and it seemed empty inside.

Could it be that there is a hidden compartment inside?
Her eyes lit up excitedly, and she looked around to see if there was a mechanism to open the hidden compartment. After testing, she settled on a light decoration arranged in an eight pattern beside her.

These lamps look quite old, and they must not have been made in the last century.

When Feng Qi was in the Taoist temple before, she studied Qimen formations, focusing on the eight formations.

The Eight Formation Diagram is a formation created by Zhuge Liang, the prime minister of the Shu Han Dynasty during the Three Kingdoms period, who deduced the art of war.

Feng Qi deduced it carefully, and began to dismantle the formation——

"Squeak-"

The wall in front of her began to slowly move to both sides, revealing an entrance to an underground passage.

Because of her previous professional habits, Feng Qi carried a small laser military flashlight with her.

She turned on the flashlight and stepped on the stairs cautiously. A strong old smell came to her nostrils, which made her sneezed several times involuntarily.

It seems that no one has been here for a long time.

Below, there is indeed a small study room, the walls are full of bookshelves, one side of the bookshelf is bamboo slip books, and the other side is bound books.

There is a rosewood table and chairs in the middle, and an old brass kerosene lamp is placed on it, and there are flints and a half-open bound book beside it.

Feng Qi lit the kerosene lamp with a flint, and the whole room was lit up.

She reached out to look at the thread-bound book to see what it was about, but when she touched it, it shattered.

It has been oxidized for too long!
Feng Qi didn't dare to do it again, she looked carefully at the broken pages, and found that the content inside was something she hadn't read before, and the treatment seemed to come from Tibetan medicine.

She thought for a while, took out her phone, and took a picture of the page.

Every time I took a page, I turned a page until the whole book was photographed, and then the book was almost broken.

After taking pictures, she went straight to the bamboo slip book shelf, carefully took out a volume from it, and slowly opened it.

The bamboo slips have not been damaged by oxidation, but the hemp rope that strings the bamboo slips has been broken. However, this does not affect the reading of the above content.

After watching, she suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Bian Que's medical skills?"

For Bian Que, everyone has always only heard of his name, not knowing his medical skills. There are only sporadic and no systematic medical records. Therefore, archaeologists often question whether there is such a thing in history. People think that they are just folk legends.

While turning over, Feng Qi benefited a lot. She felt that her horizons were broadened and she solved some medical doubts.

I don't know how long I watched it until my stomach was rumbling and I was so hungry that I put it down and picked up the phone to check the time, but I saw several missed calls and WeChat messages, which belonged to Hong Lang.

"Oops!"

She patted her mind, which was a little fuzzy from reading, and even forgot to make an appointment with Hong Lang to participate in the off-road vehicle competition tonight.

She hates being disturbed while reading, so her phone is also turned on silent.

"President Hong, I'm sorry, I was fascinated by reading just now, are you leaving now?"

Feng Qi saw that the time was just past eleven o'clock, so she tried to ask.

"are you at home?"

"Ah."

"Where did you hide to read?"

Hong Lang couldn't get through to Feng Qi's phone number before, so he came to look for it in person, but Feng's family told him that Feng Qi was not at home, and he didn't know where he went.

He suspected that in order to prevent Feng Qi from being with him, the people of Feng's family lied about the situation and secretly bribed a servant to help him look, saying that they were really not at home.

"My Library Pavilion."

Feng Qi clutched her hungry stomach and said, "You should start now, I won't bother you, find something to eat and sleep."

"It hasn't started yet, I'll pick you up later!"

He organized the off-road vehicle race this time, and he said that no one would dare to start if it hadn't started.

"also!"

Feng Qi really wants to go wild, after all, her life has been boring for more than 30 years, and now she has to seize the time to squander it, if Dong Junlin catches her at that time, she may lose her freedom again.

Feng Qi quickly came out of the basement study, closed the trap door, walked out, and returned to the courtyard where she lived, and was shocked to see a person with black hair and white skirt under the big tree at the door.

Look carefully, it turns out that Fengyin is refining Qi.

Now is midnight, when yin and yang alternate, it can be said to be the best time to refine qi, and it is easy to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, and the aura of heaven and earth.

But it can also be said that it is the worst time, and it is easy to get confused between yin and yang, leading to madness.

Fengyin is a beginner, she chose this time to practice because she was eager for quick success.

Feng Qi looked at her from the side.

Fengyin is just Fengyin, she is really not an ordinary girl, she has good comprehension ability in this aspect, but it is worse than her.

Thinking that she could continue to practice normally, Feng Qi didn't bother her, and walked around her to find food.

Unexpectedly, Fengyin caught a glimpse of her from the corner of her eye, and she panicked for no reason. The qi that was supposed to go into her dantian forked into her lungs, making her chest tight, and she fell to the ground clutching her chest with an "oops". .

Hearing the sound, Feng Qi turned her head and saw Feng Yin's face under the moonlight was extremely ugly. Knowing that she was out of breath, she hurriedly turned her head and said, "Let me see!"

"Don't worry about it."

Fengyin pushed her away with a muffled voice, staggered back to the room, closed the door, and went to heal herself.

It doesn't matter, anyway, this situation is quite mild, after all, she has just started to practice, and it will not be serious enough to go crazy.

Feng Qi continued to go to the kitchen, found a piece of bread and milk and gnawed on it.

Just after eating, Hong Lang's call came again, she hurried out, walked to the gate, and met Feng Zetian who came back from outside again.

"Where are you going in the middle of the night?"

Feng Zetian still had the face of a strict father, as soon as he saw her go out, he immediately raised his face and scolded her.

"Let's go out to play, I hope my father will approve."

Feng Qi changed her previous stubborn and confrontational attitude, and turned out to be obedient, which made Feng Zetian startled unexpectedly, and her voice softened, "It's already late at night, you're a girl who's wandering outside. Safety……"

Just as they were talking, Hong Lang drove a Harley motorcycle over, and suddenly stopped beside them.

When Feng Zetian saw Hong Lang, his expression changed.

He had already verified Hong Lang's identity, and knew that he was really the president of the Qinglong Society, and he had moved to live in the Zhuangyuan Mansion next door.

This is someone he cannot and dare not provoke.