Wang Feng's father left, but he didn't leave Wang Feng with the money he needed to live, which made Wang Feng extremely depressed.

In the past, when Wang Dao was here, Wang Feng didn't have to worry about this matter at all, his father seemed to have endless money, but when Wang Dao left, how could he forget such an important thing?

"Dad, you must have done it on purpose!" Wang Feng sat at the dinner table, looking at the empty dining table, and muttered indignantly to himself.

In the past, when Wang Feng returned home, the food had already been set on the table, but now when Wang Dao left, not only did he not leave a penny, but no one cooked for him, which made Wang Feng even more depressed.

"It seems that I will learn to make money in the future, but what to do?" Wang Feng thought depressedly.

I can't think of any way to make money, but this matter is urgent, and he must think of a way as soon as possible, otherwise it won't be long before he starves.

Grunt, grunt, Wang Feng's stomach screamed uncontrollably, helpless Wang Feng stood up, went to the kitchen to take a look, and found that there were still some greens and leftover rice from yesterday in the kitchen, so Wang Feng fried a plate of greens by himself and filled his stomach indiscriminately.

When Wang Feng was five years old, Wang Dao had already forced him to start learning, although he didn't usually need Wang Feng to do it, but he still knew how to stir-fry.

After filling his stomach, Wang Feng saw that the time was already six o'clock in the evening, so he walked to the bathroom, first boiled a large wooden barrel of hot water, and then walked to the front of the refrigerator, opened the refrigerator and took out a plastic bag containing a black liquid from it, and there are many such plastic bags in the refrigerator.

Holding a plastic bag, he poured the black liquid into the large wooden barrel, and suddenly, the pungent smell of herbs emanated and permeated the entire bathroom.

"Panax notoginseng, white grass, small thistle, puhuang, chicken blood vine...... Hey, how do I know these things? Smelling the smell of herbs emanating from the big wooden barrel, Wang Feng's mind suddenly poured out a lot of things, all about various herbs, and there was also a prescription.

Wang Dao taught Wang Feng a lot of things, but he didn't teach him these things, so when he smelled the herbs and this knowledge poured out of his mind, Wang Feng was stunned for a moment.

"Could it have something to do with jade pendants?" Wang Feng, who was stunned for a while, suddenly thought of this question.

Yesterday, the complete "Battle Formula" appeared in his mind, and now the knowledge about these herbs has appeared, which made Wang Feng immediately think of the jade pendant, and hurriedly picked it up and looked at it carefully.

It's just that his jade pendant has become a little better-looking, but he can't see any other changes, which makes Wang Feng a little disappointed.

But then thinking of what Wang Dao said, Wang Feng's eyes suddenly lit up, and he muttered to himself, "Dad said that a lot of red light came out of the jade pendant and drilled into my brain, could it be that the knowledge of these herbs also comes from the jade pendant?" ”

This thought made Wang Feng suddenly excited, although he didn't know what else he got from the jade pendant, but he would always know in the future, Wang Feng was not in a hurry.

"Hehe, maybe I'll be better than my dad in the future, what is Gangjin!" Wang Feng held the jade pendant and said excitedly.

After thinking for a while, Wang Feng hurriedly recalled the knowledge that appeared in his mind, and suddenly, Wang Feng's eyes lit up, and he said with a laugh, "Yes, I know how to make money!" ”

Just now, Wang Feng was still struggling about how to make money, but after this knowledge about herbs appeared in his mind, Wang Feng immediately thought of a way to make money, that is, to dig herbs!

On Sundays, Wang Feng would go to the market with his friends, and he remembered that there were sellers of herbs in the market, and the price of herbs was not low.

With the knowledge of herbs that came out of his head, Wang Feng could go to the mountains to dig herbs and then take them to the market to sell, so that he would not have to starve in the future.

Thinking of this, Wang Feng was a little excited, and he really wanted to act immediately.

However, seeing that the hot water in the barrel was already a little cold, Wang Feng quickly stripped off his clothes and sat down in the barrel.

Taking a bath is definitely a rare enjoyment for ordinary people, but it is an ordeal for Wang Feng, and this torment has lasted for four years since he was four years old, and it will continue.

Soon after Wang Feng sat in the barrel, Wang Feng's brows furrowed, he kept inhaling the cold air, and the sweat of the bean was flowing down from his head, obviously Wang Feng was suffering greatly at this time.

However, Wang Feng gritted his teeth and insisted, he didn't know why Wang Dao wanted him to be tortured like this, but now he understood, because of the knowledge and prescriptions about herbs that poured out of his mind, Wang Feng knew that he had insufficient blood in the first place, and he soaked in a medicinal bath.

Earlier, after smelling the smell of these black herbs brewed by Wang Dao, Wang Feng's mind poured out knowledge about these herbs, and there was also a prescription that recorded the usefulness of these herbs.

Replenishing qi and invigorating blood, consolidating the foundation and peiyuan is the greatest use of this bag of herbs, and the torture that Wang Feng has suffered in the past four years is all to make his physique better, which shows Wang Dao's good intentions.

Wang Feng gritted his teeth and persevered, after four years, although there is still a pain in the bath now, Wang Feng has become a little used to it, and it is not unbearable.

When the hot water in the barrel was completely cooled and Wang Feng didn't feel any pain, Wang Feng came out of the barrel, dried himself, put the water in the barrel away, looked at the time, and came to the second floor.

It was already seven o'clock in the evening, and Wang Feng walked to the study on the second floor alone and started what he was going to do tonight.

I saw Wang Feng spread out the rice paper on the desk, and then sharpened the ink by himself and began to practice calligraphy, which also started when Wang Feng was four years old, and now the eight-year-old Wang Feng has written beautifully.

After practicing calligraphy for half an hour, Wang Feng began to copy the Chinese paintings hanging in the study, which Wang Dao didn't know where to get them, and asked Wang Feng to copy them all.

After copying for a whole hour, it was already half past eight in the evening, Wang Feng put down the brush, shook his somewhat sore arm, and then sat down in front of the piano in the corner of the study, and played gently, and soon, the beautiful sound of the piano lingered in the study.

After another hour of practice, at half past nine in the evening, Wang Feng no longer practiced the piano, but got up and walked to the bookshelf and took out a thread-bound book.

All these things were asked by Wang Dao to do this since Wang Feng was four years old, Wang Feng didn't know what Wang Dao asked him to learn these things for, but now he vaguely understands.

Dad, this was premeditated, in order to be able to leave today, he began to train himself to learn these things as early as four years ago, so that Wang Feng formed a habit, and when Wang Dao really left, Wang Feng would still study like this.

Although he had insight into his father's conspiracy, Wang Feng did not stop, because he knew that Wang Dao did this for his own good, anyway, he was used to these things, and if he didn't study at night, he would really not be used to it.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Wang Feng finally put down the chess game, stretched his waist, went downstairs to the backyard, stood under the big tree in the backyard, put on a very strange posture, and stood motionless.

Standing on the pile, this is also what Wang Dao asked Wang Feng to do when he was four years old, and now he has insisted on it for four years.

Wang Feng's posture is the posture of the Wang family's ancestral battle recipe, through which the purpose of refining muscles and tendons can be achieved, so as to comprehend the mystery of Ming Jin faster.

Ming Jin, this is the first realm of martial arts that Wang Dao said to Wang Feng, as the name suggests, Ming Jin is to understand the methods and skills of strength, so as to achieve the purpose of exercising muscles and tendons.

In this realm, the main thing is the muscle force, and if you comprehend the bright energy, you can make every force explode fully and smoothly! At this stage, the strength emitted is mainly fierce, and the shot is wide open and closed, and it is full of power.

Of course, it also needs to cooperate with soft force, otherwise just blindly fierce is likely to leave dark wounds.

Regarding the mystery of Ming Jin, Wang Feng had already comprehended it when he was five years old, and he knew all kinds of Ming Jin power methods in the battle tricks, but Wang Feng couldn't beat it!

This is because Wang Feng lacks qi and blood, and the dark injuries he received in his mother's womb have not been cured until now, so even if Wang Feng understands the mystery of Mingjin's strength, he still can't punch with sufficient strength and smoothness.

He started to stand at ten o'clock, and after half an hour, Wang Feng's eyes suddenly lit up, and a look of surprise appeared on his face, because for the first time, he felt some heat in his lower abdomen, bulging, and quickly spread to the whole body, making Wang Feng instantly have a feeling of blood boiling.

Seeing this, Wang Feng directly punched forward, and a crisp sound exploded in front of Wang Feng, and then Wang Feng was sweating profusely, and his clothes were soaked in an instant, and the whole person was even more gulped, panting and slumping on the ground.

"Mingjin! I'm playing bright! Wang Feng cheered.

Wang Feng, who has been standing on the pile for four years, today is the first time to play Mingjin, which naturally surprised Wang Feng, but after the surprise, Wang Feng quickly calmed down, carefully recalled the feeling just now, and thought about why this happened.

Because of the lack of blood in the first weather, Wang Feng couldn't play Ming Jin at all before it was completely cured, but tonight he actually played Ming Jin, what the hell is going on?

"Does it have something to do with the red light that Dad said?" Wang Feng thought in his heart.

Wang Dao told Wang Feng that the red light from the stone man's eyes hit the ancestral jade pendant, and then a lot of red light appeared on the ancestral jade pendant last night, and it all burrowed into his head.

Wang Feng originally thought that those red lights only brought him the knowledge of battle tricks and herbs, but now it seems that those red lights still have a therapeutic effect on his lack of blood in the prenatal weather? This made Wang Feng immediately excited.

Hurriedly got up, Wang Feng began to stand on the pile again, he wanted to verify whether his secret injury was healed, and sure enough, half an hour later, a wave of warmth gushed out again from Wang Feng's lower abdomen dantian, which made Wang Feng excited again.

"It's really much better! Haha, I can become a master in the future! Wang Feng cheered excitedly.

didn't punch again, with Wang Feng's current strength, the punch just now is already the limit, but as long as he continues to stand on the pile and boil his muscles and flesh in the future, Wang Feng's strength will become bigger and bigger, and the bright strength he hit will naturally become more powerful.

Standing on the pile until twelve o'clock, Wang Feng crawled back to the bedroom on the second floor with his tired body and fell asleep.

At six o'clock the next morning, Wang Feng got up on time again, washed up, made a little food for himself, and walked to school.

When he arrived at school, Wang Feng put the bamboo basket under the desk, because the teacher had not yet come, Ah Bao, who was sitting on Wang Feng's right, looked at the bamboo basket under Wang Feng's desk and asked in a low voice, "Wang Feng, what are you doing with these?" ”

"Bao, you don't know, my dad left me alone, ran away from home alone, and he hasn't left me a penny, and I'm going to starve in two days." When Wang Feng saw Ah Bao asking him, he immediately pretended to be pitiful and said.

Ah Bao listened to Wang Feng's words, and his delicate little face showed a look of surprise, and then asked Wang Feng with concern, "Did your father really leave you and run away from home?" ”

Wang Feng looked at Ah Bao's appearance, nodded pitifully, and suddenly, Ah Bao's sympathy overflowed, and said to Wang Feng, "Then you come to my house for dinner, my father and grandma will help you." ”

"Really? Aren't we just a family? Wang Feng listened to Bao's words and immediately said in surprise.

Ah Bao obviously understood what Wang Feng meant by the family, because when they were playing at home when they were young, Wang Feng always wanted to form a family with her, so after listening to Wang Feng's words, Ah Bao immediately blushed.

"If you talk nonsense, I'll ignore you." Ah Bao said to Wang Feng with a flushed face.

Wang Feng looked at Ah Bao, whose face was flushed, and found that Ah Bao was more beautiful at this time, so he immediately smirked, but at this time, the teacher came in, Wang Feng hurriedly put away his smirk, and recited the text with other students.

At the end of the whole day's classes, the bell rang again after school, Wang Feng packed his schoolbag, picked up the bamboo basket and walked outside, seeing this, Ah Bao asked Wang Feng, "Wang Feng, do you really want to go to collect medicine?" ”

"Of course, I'm going to pick up the medicine and sell it for money, or I'll really let you raise me?" Wang Feng said with a wicked smile.

Hearing this, Ah Bao's face turned red again, but thinking that Wang Feng was quite pitiful by himself now, Ah Bao said to Wang Feng, "Then I'll go with you to collect medicine, I also know a lot of medicinal materials." ”

For such a request, Wang Feng was begging for it, and after listening to Ah Bao's words, Wang Feng immediately smiled and said, "I know that Ah Bao is the best for me." ”

Ah Bao listened to Wang Feng's words, his face turned a little redder, he glanced at Wang Feng whitely, and stopped talking.

Seeing this, Wang Feng smiled, picked up the schoolbag and bamboo basket and walked outside with Bao, who knew that at this time, Wang Dali chased after him and said to Wang Feng, "Wang Feng, are you going to collect medicine?" I'll help you too. ”

Listening to Wang Dali's words, Wang Feng was speechless, he and Ah Bao had a good two-person world, but Wang Dali wanted to intervene sideways, so that Wang Feng couldn't wait to kick Wang Dali away, of course, provided that he had that kind of strength.

However, for the sake of the former Heavenly King vigorously "sharing weal and woe" with him, Wang Feng did not refuse, nodded and agreed.

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