Chapter 4 The Transformation of Wu Ming

What Old Jack didn't know was that in fact, the dead Wu Ming didn't like salted fish, but he couldn't speak, and he was grateful to Old Jack for his nurturing grace, so he always ate it all obediently.

In fact, every time he finished eating, his stomach would turn over for a while.

Wu Ming was a little Taoist priest in his previous life, and they still kept the rules of the monks.

Therefore, on weekdays, they are all green vegetables and radish nests, and meat and fish are never touched. But looking at the old man's kind face, he went out namelessly, even if it was a bowl of real poison, we would have done it......

Wu Mingqiang endured the discomfort and smiled and "", and then he finished, and his body involuntarily had stomach spasms.

He almost threw up, but Old Jack was unconscious, and happily walked away with the large clay bowl.

After a few more days, Wu Ming was finally able to adapt to his current body.

He decided that since he could be reborn, he wanted to live a good life, a wonderful life, and a beautiful life.

Wu Ming's dream before his death will definitely come true: he will grow stronger than them, and he will speak better than them.

He was already slipping away from them when he spoke, and he was actually eighteen years old in two lifetimes. In his previous life, he was thirteen years old, and here Wu Ming is already more than five years old and almost six years old.

In his previous life, he was eighteen years old, so it was normal for him to talk more than them.

As for being stronger than them, this question is a bit tricky.

Because this body is really brittle, it's just a tofu scum body, but Wu Ming is confident.

Because in his previous life, in addition to being an alcoholic, he was actually a master of the world. Once drunk, he actually played a handsome role in front of Wu Ming, and the wood with the big mouth of the bowl could be split with his bare hands, and he could easily jump on the roof more than three meters high.

also taught Wu Ming a few hands, and promised to teach Wu Ming more powerfully.

Later, after he woke up, he turned his face and refused to admit it, and he didn't teach him no matter how he pestered.

However, Wu Ming was witty, drunk on the old way, rummaged through the cabinets, and finally let him find a quaint secret book - martial arts inner boxing.

It seems that the year is very sufficient, Wu Ming was young and ignorant at that time, so he remembered it like a jujube.

Now that I think about it, I regret that my intestines are blue. Why didn't I remember it at the beginning, but half-baked is better than nothing.

And because of running wildly in the mountains all year round, Wu Ming can feel the benefits of running.

He felt that he had to move first, as long as he moved, once his heart and lungs were strong, his limbs and bones were smooth, and it was not impossible to become stronger.

So, he started training to run. When he was running, he was finally shocked again: this body is more brittle than straw paper!

"Bang Dang"

Nameless had only run five meters, and as soon as he stepped out of the door, his eyes were black, and he fell to the ground.

Frightened old Jack, who was watering the flowers in the yard, he hurried to call the barefoot doctor in the village to treat him.

A bowl of fishy-smelling herbs was poured directly into the nameless mouth.

Wu Ming woke up suddenly, to be honest, he was awakened by the stench.

After that, there was an earth-shattering sound of vomiting in the room.

But Old Jack's face was full of joy, because Wu Ming was fine.

Wu Ming's heart had a slight collapse, this is another salted fish and another herb.

Grandpa Jack is really caring! Wu Ming couldn't help but sigh: Could it be that my health was too good in my previous life, and my life in this life is not as good as paper.

Thief God, can't you be a good person and send the Buddha to the West in the end? If I am stronger, will I die? At the very least, I must have Tang San's body!

Tang San was still working hard to cultivate the Purple Pole Demon Pupil at this moment, and he inadvertently sneezed.

Is anyone thinking about me, or is they drawing circles and cursing me......

Wu Ming is not a master who gives up easily, he was a little Taoist priest who was known for his stubbornness in his previous life.

Five meters, ten meters, twenty meters, and finally one step away from the courtyard wall, he lay down again in the dark, with starry eyes.

It's another bowl of fishy herbs, but Nameless isn't so allergic anymore.

He could even feel a stream of heat flowing through his body after the herb was in his mouth.

He also stopped vomiting, and the medicine was more effective.

He felt that this small body could still be saved, and the movement was over, and poured a bowl of "real fragrance".

Three days later, after falling ten times, Nameless could run trembling to the entrance of the village.

"Am I wrong?" a villager rubbed his eyes and saw that it was Wu Ming running.

"Do you know? I saw Wu Ming running this morning? Although his legs were shaking badly, he was really running!

Old Jack even met people and said, "Do you know?

The old village chief is the most respected figure in the Holy Soul Village, so everyone is naturally congratulating and congratulating.

The people in the village talked a lot, and the focus of the discussion was all on Wu Ming.

A mute man can speak, and a sick cat is now able to exercise.

You say it's weird, it's really weird every year, and there are a lot of them this year.

Some people also said: This is not God's favor, this kid has been transferred.

The people of the Holy Soul Village have always been simple, and most of the people are gentle and kind, which makes Nameless have the past of his previous life and the mountain people under the mountain, a wave of memories and killing, full of love!

Wu Ming felt that he was extremely lucky, and his whole body was full of strength.

A month later, Wu Ming was already able to run like an ordinary child, although he was still very thin, but his height had grown by more than an inch.

His face was no longer sallow, and his cheeks were a little crimson.

Of course, in addition to his own hard workout, he is also inseparable from the bowl of "real fragrance" of the barefoot doctor.

Wu Ming was a human being in two lifetimes, grew up in the mountains, and still knew a little about herbal medicine, especially in his previous life, and the old Taoist did not boil herbs.

He knew that herbs had the effect of improving his physique, and miraculously, there were no side effects.

He used a killer weapon, using his sweet little mouth to slap the barefoot doctor's ass into the air, giving him the feeling that he was a miracle doctor in the world.

The barefoot doctor took out all his resources and pounded the bowl of "real incense" all day long, and smoked the whole village "really fragrant".

And Wu Ming came on time every day to kill the bowl of "true fragrance".

Although the villagers couldn't stand it, for the sake of Old Jack and the barefoot doctor, they turned the page.

After another half a month, Wu Ming could already run to the foot of Tang San's cultivation hill in one go.

Every time, he looked up at the figure on the top of the mountain, and secretly swore: Tang San, you wait for me, I believe that I will catch up with you! I believe that I will definitely have an amazing performance in the Douluo Continent like you.

Then, turn around and run back to the Holy Soul Village.

What he didn't know was that Tang San was already paying attention to him. "He has changed a lot, both physically and mentally, is it the change brought about by the resurrection from the dead?

It's really interesting, come on!Wu Ming, look forward to your growth and progress!" Tang San is also a two-life person, and he doesn't know much about human feelings, but the importance of love and righteousness is already engraved in his bones.

As a friend, he sincerely blessed Wu Ming, and he was very happy to see the change in Wu Ming!