Chapter 8 Feng Jie is a swineherd, and the second sister is injured again

Zhao Fengjie returned home with a basket on her back, and her mother said angrily: "You dead child, you have been running there for the past three days, and the whole family has been looking for you, but they have not found you," Zhao Fengjie said busily: "I cut pigs on Xiaohai Island, ate a wild fruit, fell asleep for three days, and now I wake up and go home." Soon after, my father and brother came home and saw that the wind was clean and sound, so they didn't say anything, and the pressure of life was very high, and they didn't have much to ask about irrelevant things.

The days of the little swineherd are still over, and the different Zhao Fengjie no longer reads by the river after the morning run, but runs to the small island reeds, and the small island reeds are generally unmanned, he opened the treasure book, and the first side of the treasure book was written;

Thousands of tall buildings have decayed,

When will the Flurry Demons stop?

The eight-armed Nezha Qi is in the world,

Lingfeng revival writes spring and autumn.

The cover of the book reads:

A sword scares rainbows like frost,

The two dragons play in the water and the river is artesian.

Sanyang Kaitai Yannanfei,

The four seas are home to the sand and break the wolf.

Smell the vegetarian within five steps,

The six horses are unstoppable,

Seven captures and seven verticals left Meng won,

The eight immortals crossed the sea and fought highly.

Zhao Fengjie didn't understand what it meant, and he didn't take it to heart, so he learned the content recorded in the treasure book from front to back, practiced, and practiced the Huangpin martial arts in front of him one by one, except for the martial arts that were suitable for women to practice, he practiced them one by one, and spent two months, learning the fifty-four martial arts of the yellow level, and in the third month, he began to learn the Xuan-level martial arts, and it took six months to learn forty-eight kinds of Xuan-level martial arts, and winter was coming, Zhao Fengjie began to learn the ground-level martial arts, and his realm was also refined from the fourth to the fifth level of the martial artist, Zhao Fengjie thought to himself, he practiced, and the realm rose too slowly。

Zhao Fengjie asked her mother to sew a 50-pound sandbag, filled with iron sand, weighing 100 catties, tied around her waist, practicing physical strength, and never untying it.

One day, Zhao Fengjie drove three big pigs to find food in the field, and Zhao Fenghao, a classmate of Zhao Fengjie's private school, ran over and shouted: "Brother Fengjie, it's not good, Sister Xiaoping was beaten again, and she was sick, foaming at the mouth, so scary!" After hearing this, Zhao Fengjie said: "Haozi, you help me drive the pigs home, I'll go home and see what happens." Zhao Fengjie ran home and saw the second sister lying on the bed, Zhao Li pressed the second sister's nose with his big finger and cried: "Ping'er, wake up quickly," Zhao Jirong squatted in front of the door, sighed for a long time, couldn't speak, his brother clenched his fists, his eyes were wide open, but he couldn't take a step out of the house, Zhao Fengjie asked: "Who beat the second sister, I went to kill him." Zhao Li hugged Zhao Fengjie with both hands and cried: "Son, you must not cause trouble, they rush to the family, rich and powerful, if you go to them to make trouble, Zhao Jichong will make trouble for us, and our whole family will not live." The second uncle also hurriedly grabbed Zhao Fengjie: "Fengjie, the gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late, when you grow up, find a chance to take revenge, now they are powerful, we can't afford to provoke them." Zhao Fengjie looked at the whole family, and no one supported him to seek revenge, so he asked: "How can my sister be beaten!"

This morning, Zhao Fengping carried the grass blue alone to the small Yellow Mountain to herbal medicine, after most of the day, also picked more than a dozen herbs, suddenly heard a bathing sound in the grass, Zhao Fengping was very curious, quietly walked over to see, only to see Zhao Fengchong's youngest son Zhao Fenghu, was peeking at a woman bathing, Zhao Fengping shouted: "Zhao Fengwu, you stinky skin, stinky hooligan!" Zhao Fengwu turned his head to look, and saw where Zhao Fengping was yelling, ruining his good deeds, Zhao Fengwu was angry, punched and kicked Zhao Fengping, and scolded: " You dead girl, you ruined Lao Tzu's good deeds, Lao Tzu, I will beat you to death!" poor Zhao Fengping caused trouble for no reason and was severely beaten.