After Xu Mengmeng said this, she ran back to the room sobbing.

Qin Mu felt confused and said speechlessly: "Girls are really unpredictable."

At this time, Xu Shiji came over, saw Qin Mu's luggage, and said with emotion: "Are you leaving?"

"Well, school is about to start."

"Come to my study, I have something for you."

Qin Mu was not surprised and probably guessed what it was.

As soon as he sat down, Xu Shiji took out a tattered cowhide envelope from the desk drawer. The inside was bulging and thick.

Qin Mu knew that it was sent by the old village chief, and in it was the first year's tuition fee collected by the villagers.

"I took the letter you sent from the country from the post office a long time ago. You are now in college, so it is time to give it to you."

Xu Shiji handed it over. Qin Mu felt complicated and took it with both hands sincerely.

The letter weighed as much as a thousand pounds, carrying the hope and sustenance of the entire village.

"Uncle Xu wishes you success in your studies and your return home in fine clothes as soon as possible!"

Xu Shiji's words were serious and thoughtful, and he couldn't help but feel the same way as the fellow villagers.

Qin Mu nodded solemnly, and then solemnly opened the envelope.

This demolition was like a bolt from the blue, shattering all his plans.

Qin Mu simply poured out all the contents of the envelope, not expecting that there was only a letter, a thick stack of small bills and an old ancient book inside.

He threw the ancient book aside, and he didn't bother to touch the small bills, because he knew at a glance that the total amount was less than a thousand yuan.

You must know that his annual tuition is more than 30,000 yuan!

Xu Shiji was stunned when he saw the stack of money: "Look what the letter said."

Qin Mu unfolded the letter, read it carefully, and finally sighed, feeling a mixture of emotions.

"Qin Mu, I am the village chief Lao Chen. As soon as you left, the village was flooded. The villagers were separated and left homeless."

"All the tuition fees originally prepared for you were used for disaster relief. In the end, we could only scrape together more than 900 yuan. There is really nothing the village can do."

"You have been the only college student in the village for decades. The villagers said they were sorry for not letting you go to college."

"You must find a way to gain a foothold in the city. If you really can't survive, go home. Uncle Chen and everyone will never blame you."

After reading this, Qin Mu burst into tears, and the dignified seven-foot-tall man was touched by these extremely sincere messages.

Although he went to college by himself, the villagers took all the responsibility on him, which moved him extremely.

At this moment, Qin Mu looked out the window in the direction of his hometown with bright eyes, determined to return home in fine clothes and benefit his fellow villagers!

At the end of the letter, he also explained the origin of the ancient book, and Qin Mu couldn't help but become serious.

"Xiao Qin, you have to read the book, but the inheritance of your Qin family cannot be cut off. Your Qin family has been a physiognomist for generations and has a great reputation."

"Only your grandfather, Lao Qin, did not strive for fame and wealth, but benefited the villagers with his physiognomy. When he was old, he lived in seclusion in the village to ward off evil spirits and suppress evil spirits for the villagers."

"Lao Qin entrusted me before he left, saying that when you come of age, he will entrust this book to you, hoping that you will inherit the mantle."

After reading it, Qin Mu was quite surprised. He thought that the old man had taught him what he had learned throughout his life.

Now it seems that I have only learned the surface.

I took a look at the cover of the book, and there were only a few words written in human handwriting.

Although the strokes were incomplete, he could still barely see clearly.

The secret of wind and cloud entering the phase!

With just a few words, Qin Mu felt the power of eight gods crossing the sea, each showing his magical powers, conferring gods and rankings, and discussing swords in Mount Huashan!

The book exudes the atmosphere of historical changes and changes. After holding down the ancient book and meditating, Qin Mu concluded that this book originated from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.

Unable to suppress the shock in his heart, Qin Mu bid farewell to Xu Shiji and returned to the room to take a closer look.

When he opened the first page, there was no lecture on physiognomy as he imagined. Instead, there was a chart called the Ranking of Physiognomors.

The list records the ranking of the supreme physiognomists of each dynasty, from the Spring and Autumn Period to the Qing Dynasty, all written by human hands.

Only in modern times, it became blank, and the following pages were also blank. It seems that no one has recorded it yet, and it seems that it is for future generations to continue writing.

After observation, Qin Mu discovered that the list was updated every hundred years, and the fortune tellers previously on the list would change places.

Qin Mu started looking at the list from Spring and Autumn, and was shocked to find that the Qin family was at the top of the list every time, and the last one was ranked second.

There was no trace of it on the list until modern times. It seems that it was lost in the hands of my grandfather.

Because he lived in seclusion in a mountain village, he didn't know much about world affairs, let alone the distinction between high and low fortune tellers at that time.

It's just that Qin Mu doesn't understand that physiognomy is a technique that benefits the people. Is it necessary to distinguish between superior and inferior?

But when he saw that the Qin family had been among the top fortune tellers for generations, he couldn't help but feel proud. It seemed that he was also born into a famous family.

"Yuan Dynasty, Qin family, Qin Huaiming, supreme physiognomist."

"Song Dynasty, Qin family, Qin Xiangheng, supreme physiognomist..."

Qin Mu looked at the names of the Qin family on it, and it seemed that these were his ancestors.

At that time, it seemed like a great honor to be on the list, but he had no interest in it.

Qin Mu prefers the old man's attitude, using physiognomy to benefit the people and not fighting against the world.

If it weren't for the teaching of physiognomy in this ancient book, he wouldn't want to read this thing at all.

Sure enough, after turning over two blank pages, there is useful information behind.

But before he had time to look, Qin Mu had a question: why were there only two blank pages?

Apart from the modern hundred years, that is, the modern hundred years, is there no next hundred years?

Could it be that the person who wrote the book felt that the world would end in the next 100 years?

Qin Mu chuckled, but didn't think too deeply about it.

He looked at the catalog at the back and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Taoism, physiognomy, Qimen, Dunjia, Six Phases, divination, medicine and martial arts..."

In addition to physiognomy, there were also other schools of calligraphy teaching, which shocked Qin Mu.

Isn’t this just an encyclopedia of academics?!

I remember when Qin Mu learned physiognomy from the old man, but he was fined to draw a thousand talismans just for playing Taoist puppetry secretly.

You said you can't go out of your way to steal other people's techniques. What does it mean to just hand him an encyclopedia now?

But since the old man’s will is his own.

Seeing such a huge academic world, Qin Mu didn't know where to start.

He started flipping through it hastily, and after a few glances he benefited a lot.

But when I turned to the end of the book, I saw most of it was damaged.

"It was torn off?" Qin Mu exclaimed.

I saw that two-thirds of the entire Fengyun Entering Prime Minister's Manual had been torn out, leaving only one-third in my hand.

This left Qin Mu at a loss. Did the old man only give him one-third, or did the old man only have one-third?

After thinking about it, Qin Mu only felt sleepy, and he had no intention of practicing magic right now.

Now I only have one idea: to find a high-paying job after college and help my hometown.

After thinking about it, Qin Mu also fell asleep with sadness and carefully placed the ancient book on the pillow.

As soon as he fell asleep, a golden light suddenly appeared in his mind, and his thoughts suddenly began to fly, as if he was on top of a high-speed train.

The strong sense of separation made Qin Mu unable to believe that this was a dream.
Chapter completed!