I have a book of good and evil

Chapter 103 "The Demonic Aspects of the Gods of the Twelve Capitals"

"Father, instead of expecting me to fulfill your grandfather's pursuit back then, why don't you teach Xiao Wen'er well. I think this kid is much smarter than I was back then. Maybe he can be ranked in the top three in high school."

Perhaps it was to attract the attention of the old man, and it was more likely that he thought so in his heart. The young man who returned home with wealth and wealth directly shifted his focus to Feng Bingwen, who was watching the excitement.

This made Feng Bingwen, who was hugging the cat and eating melon while watching a play, his face stiffened and his eyes widened. He didn't expect his father to do this to him.

It should be said that he really deserves to be his own father.In order to solve his own troubles, he was able to direct the disaster to his son without hesitation.

Feng Bingwen very much hoped that the old man would not be distracted so simply.Unfortunately, things backfired. With just such a simple finger, the old man, who was greatly disappointed in his son, turned his attention to his grandson.

"Hmph! You bastard, a good man in his prime, can say such unambitious words."

Although the old man was distracted, he still didn't give up, cursing at his son who had come to him so suddenly.

"Father, it is precisely because I have such a good age that I don't want to waste my short life of tens of years on this imperial examination."

Probably because of achieving financial independence and gaining fame equal to his father, Feng Zichuan's tone of voice became more than a little bit harsher.

"You still dare to talk nonsense like that?"

Hearing this, Feng Lingjun's two thick eyebrows trembled, and he was almost unable to suppress his anger. If his wife and grandson were not watching, he would have to let this bastard recall the good times of his childhood.

"Am I wrong? How many people have spent their entire lives on this imperial examination, but in the end they have achieved nothing?"

"Don't you only see those who failed the exam?"

"Son, I have self-knowledge. It is a blessing to be on the list this time. If you go to the township test without self-control, you will definitely fail the list."

"What do you mean by that? Don't you plan to take the provincial examination?"

"Of course I have to participate. I'm already qualified, so why not go?"

"Then why don't you go to review your homework?"

"I'll go right away, but if I fail the exam, don't father scold me."

"If you try your best, will I still blame you?"

Feng Lingjun faintly realized at this time, although he still had a straight face, but he was not as angry as before.

The conversation between father and son came to an end, covered in silk and satin, displaying the frame of the car, Feng Zichuan, who returned home rich and honored, went to study books honestly under his father's expulsion.

On the other hand, Feng Bingwen thought the fun was over, and just wanted to slip away with the cat in his arms, but the old man grabbed his arm.

"What are you going to do?"

"I'll take a look outside."

Feng Bingwen blinked his big innocent eyes, looked at the stern-faced old man, and suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

"It's the age of studying, how can you be so playful? Come, follow me into the house."

Amidst a catcall of dissatisfaction, Feng Bingwen was dragged into the study by his old man, and vented all the dissatisfaction caused by that rebellious son on his grandson—ordering him to memorize the Four Books and Five Classics by heart within a certain period of time .

From this day on, Feng Bingwen's supposedly pleasant leisure time suddenly shrunk. The old man stared at him almost all the time, and was called to read books and practice calligraphy when he had a little spare time. He hardly had much free time. .

And this situation became more serious after my father took part in the provincial examination and lost his name to Sun Shan.Because my father only asked someone to send a letter back after he failed the exam, and directly stated in the letter that he would not waste time on the imperial examination.

It seems that because he was afraid of being scolded by the old man, the seemingly honest father just stayed in Fucheng and never came back.

But when others didn't come back, they sent someone back with a large number of books, so many that they had to be transported by horse-drawn cart, and these were precious books related to the imperial examination.

This naturally made the old man's eyebrows relax a bit, but it made Feng Bingwen's situation even more embarrassing. He was forced to immerse himself in books and learning, and he had no free time during the day.

But the old father who cheated on his son.Not only did he send back books, he also dispatched a large number of craftsmen to build a three-in and three-out building next to the old house, which can be called a luxurious manor compound for a farmer's family.

This action immediately made the villagers admire the talented master Feng Zichuan who didn't go home.Said that the two old people finally enjoyed the happiness.

"Hey, bad luck!"

Among the green bricks and green tiles, you can see pine trees and green bamboos, pavilions, terraces and pavilions. In this magnificent but exquisite and elegant compound, a child is practicing on a water pavilion in the middle of a lake with a bitter face. Character.

Beside him, there is already a large pile of straw paper that has been infested with ink and ink to write words on. Obviously, this child has been practicing for a while, otherwise he would not have used up so much paper.

And this unlucky kid who was caught practicing calligraphy was naturally Feng Bingwen.However, although his face was bitter, he didn't feel much reluctance in his heart, on the contrary, he enjoyed it.

Otherwise, with his current supernatural powers, it would be extremely easy to break free from an old man with decaying qi and blood.

He is also very interested in reading the books that his father sent back, because according to his understanding, reading the classics that contain subtle words and great meaning can cultivate a righteous spirit in the chest and prevent all evil from invading.

Although he doesn't intend to be an upright Confucian gentleman, Feng Bingwen is very interested in such a unique practice method, so naturally he doesn't mind studying it.

Although reading and practicing calligraphy will take him a lot of time, Feng Bingwen doesn't think it's a waste of time, but it will become his practice foundation.

And it only took up his time during the day. At night, he still had extra time to study his own affairs.

For example, the art of dreaming and transforming into a dragon!
When he was eight years old, he once fell into a dream unintentionally. In a hazy moment, he turned into a flood dragon and suppressed and killed a ferocious beast with the force of thunder.

After doing such an incredible thing, Feng Bingwen naturally wanted to study it thoroughly and turn it into his normal method of killing.

If he immerses himself in studying there, he doesn't know how much time it will take, but he has worshiped his master and has [-] Daozang as a reference.

It didn't take long for him to study the principle clearly, and after accidentally catching a glimpse of a magical method contained in the Daozang, he then had greater ambitions and planned to take it to the next level.

All of this stems from a magical power he found in that Taoist collection.

"Twelve capitals of gods and evil spirits"

(End of this chapter)