Quest for Eternal Life novel Chapter 2

Then, I heard my father say in a low voice, "Father, you have a safe journey." In an instant, I heard a series of crying sounds coming from outside the house.

Then, my father said to me who was still in the smoke, "Chen Qi is dead. From now on, you will be called Chen Jiu. If you tell me your real name, I will break your legs."

To be honest, I never doubted my father's words. If he said that he could break my legs, it meant that he could really break them.

But after this sound, I strangely fainted. When I woke up, it was already five days later.

I walked out of the door and saw that there was no mourning hall at home. I walked to the front of the ranking and took a look. Sure enough, there was the old man's ranking on the top, and below his tablet was the one called Chen Qi.

I glanced at him indifferently. When I turned around, I found that my father had appeared behind me at some point in time. A pair of scarlet eyes stared fixedly at me, and my hand involuntarily reached into my arms.

When I saw my father's action, my body instinctively reacted to dodge, but just as I opened my legs, I was stopped by my father.

"Stop right there!"

The foot that had just been raised unconsciously shrank back, and my eyes stared at my father's hand without moving. To be honest, if he had any sudden movements, I would have run away.

However, my father didn't seem to see my expression. His eyes were indifferent as he took out an old book that had been eroded by the years.

"Take it!"

My father threw it at me. After I took it, I looked at it and was shocked. This was my old grandfather's' Seven Stars Guide to Heaven '.

I looked up at my father, puzzled.

"Before your grandfather left, he asked me to give this to you. If you want to live, then take a good look at the contents of this book."

I didn't know what my father meant by this, but I still followed his wishes and flipped to the first page.

The line of scholars corresponds to feng shui, physiognomy, Xuanxue, and dao techniques. Among them, Feng Shui techniques are the most complex and difficult to figure out. I have spent my entire life traveling the world. Everything I see is recorded in this book.

If the people of later generations are fortunate enough to obtain this book, they will protect the fate of China.

When I saw this, I couldn't help but frown. Who was this person? Chinese fate? Could it be that he found the land of Chinese fate?

I raised my head and looked at my father. Seeing that he was still indifferent, I indifferently put the book into my pocket.

Seeing that I didn't treat this thing as a toy, the corners of my father's mouth twitched a few times. He seemed to be about to lose his temper, but he forcefully endured it.

"Go to the city today. Don't go home for seven years. If you are still alive after seven years, then come back to see your grandfather."

I didn't understand what my father was saying, but I felt very awkward. What exactly happened to me? Why did they want to change my fate for me? Why did they want me to not go home for seven years?

Also, the old man didn't even let me look at the old book before. Today, it was personally handed to me by my father. The old man's first seven days had not even passed and he was already buried. What exactly was going on?

I didn't understand the reason behind this, or the things that happened here would have to be investigated thoroughly within these seven years.