Siheyuan: My name is Cao Xing, and I have a strong background

In that brief moment just now, the anger in Cao Xing's heart was like a volcano about to erupt.

More than once, he was overwhelmed with the urge to kill Qiu Rong immediately.

However, at every critical moment, reason is always like a solid dam, blocking the surging tide of anger.

One of the important reasons is that although Qiu Rong’s behavior was extremely abominable, fortunately Qin Jingru did not suffer any substantial harm.

If he acted rashly just because of a momentary anger, it might disrupt the state of mind he had been cultivating for these days.

This is also the more critical factor. These days, Cao Xing has been committed to cultivating his inner self and tempering his state of mind.

As his own strength continued to grow, his originally calm heart began to ripple more and more violently, and he was even gradually losing control.

This situation made him realize that if he indulged his murderous intent at this moment, he would inevitably fall into the terrible situation of being enslaved by power.

For Cao Xing, this is undoubtedly a crucial node.

He clearly felt that if he was not careful, once he lost control of his emotions and strength, cold-bloodedness would become the new starting point of his life.

Such an outcome was definitely not what he wanted. He was determined not to become a slave to power, but to control this growing power with his strong will and strong heart.

Ordinary people cannot understand this feeling.

But Cao Xing truly felt the negative impact of his increased power.

Cao Xing returned home silently, locked himself in the room, and tried hard to restrain the urge to kill Qiu Rong's entire family.

Qiu Rong has touched his bottom line. His not taking action does not mean that Qiu Rong is fine, but that Cao Xing does not want to suppress Qiu Rong with absolute force.

If he killed Qiu Rong, then Qiu Rong would definitely be in vain, and the Qiu family would never be able to cause any trouble.

Cao Xing knew this very well, but rationally he would not take action himself.

It didn't take long before Liao Wu arrived at the backyard.

He wanted to knock on the door, but within three steps of entering the room, he shuddered all over, and a feeling of being stared into the abyss swept over him.

Gulu...

Liao Wu swallowed hard and then shouted directly outside the door.

"Master, I'm here."

After a while, Cao Xing's voice was heard from inside.

"Investigate the Qiu family's affairs, personally protect Jingru and Qiunan, and ask Xiaochunzi to bring some books on Buddhism."

Cao Xing's voice was cold. Although it was not loud, Liao Wu, who had keen senses, could hear the cold meaning in his master's words.

"Yes, master."

As he retreated, Liao Wu, who walked out of the yard, suddenly felt overwhelmed.

Each of these three commands is more difficult than the last.

The first two were not a big deal, he could investigate the Qiu family and protect the two women, but the last one, getting the scripture, was extremely difficult.

It can be said that all the books that can be seen in this era have been burned, especially books about religious sects, which are given special care. Once they appear, it is a crime.

Therefore, let alone looking for it in the market, it is difficult to find a copy even in a temple. It is estimated that no one knows where it is hidden.

Fortunately, Cao Xing did not mention the quantity. The power of the Hongmen was still considerable, and they quickly collected more than ten scriptures.

When Cao Xing saw these scriptures, he secretly sighed that those bald donkeys still had some ability to bewitch people.

After reading it, he felt a sense of helping the world and doing good, let alone ordinary people.

Through continuous study of these scriptures, Cao Xing gradually discovered that his breath was well controlled, much stronger than when he came back from the steel mill.

He has studied many truths from the scriptures, and his state of mind may be improving.

It’s just that there are too few scriptures, and he needs to read more books to enrich himself.

After discovering that these scriptures were useful, he directly spent money to exchange many ancient books in the space pawnshop, including precious classics of Taoism, Buddhism, Confucianism and other sects.

It is said that reading thousands of books is like traveling thousands of miles, and books are the golden house. The more Cao Xing read attentively, the more he could feel the profound meaning of the books.

He felt that he had only been reading for a while, but it was already dark.

Gradually he heard the voice that he hated.

That’s right, it’s Qiu Rong.

Qiu Rong really came and came to the backyard.

"I really didn't expect that sister Jingru could live in a place like this."

His voice echoed in the backyard as if no one was around.

When Cao Xing heard the voice, his murderous intent remained unchanged, but he was able to control his behavior.

I have to say that these classics are still useful. At least they can make people calm down.

Moreover, no matter which sect the scriptures are from, as long as one can comprehend them thoroughly, they can help people understand their own nature and reach the state of enlightenment.

But Cao Xing was just starting out and was still a long way from reaching that level.

However, with Cao Xing's understanding, it is only a matter of time before he reaches that level.

By then, he will no longer be troubled by this ever-increasing strength, and will reach a state where he can perfectly control his own strength and will not be swallowed up by it.

“Hahahaha, there are many people in this world who can come here, but you are not one of them.”

Cao Xing's tone was full of contempt, and his disdain for Qiu Rong was fully revealed.

Following the voice, Qiu Rong looked at Cao Xing who was walking out slowly, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

"Oh? Are you the person behind Jingru's sister? I originally thought it was her parents, but I didn't expect it was her lover."

"Young man, you don't even understand that the mouth can cause disaster. No wonder you are dying."

Cao Xing slowly walked to the lounge chair in the pavilion and sat down. His demeanor far surpassed Qiu Rong's!

Upon hearing this, Qiu Rong was not angry. Instead, he looked at Cao Xing with interest.

In his opinion, the young man sitting on the recliner in front of him was about the same age as himself. Even though his family had just moved to Sijiu City not long ago, in his mind there was no such person among the second generation of reds in Sijiu City.

"What's your name? You are so lucky to have a beauty like Sister Jingru. How about you name a price and let her go to me?"

When Qiu Rong was in the south, he was a top second-generation red. Now that he has come to the city of Beijing, he dare not look down on others, so saying this can be regarded as giving face to Cao Xing.

In his mind, everything can be traded, but he is not so easy to talk to in the South.

"Haha, what qualifications do you have to stand in front of me and negotiate a deal with me? Relying on your family background?"

"Family background? This is my asset. Even if I come to the Forty-Nine City, I can still look down on everyone. I think you have some ability, but you will never be hostile to me because of a woman. How about considering it? I don't mind your rude words just now. Maybe we can become friends."

Cao Xing was a little surprised to hear this.

"Be friends with you? Sorry, I won't be friends with a dying person."