I don't know how long it has been, and I don't know how long it has been enduring.

Zhang Rongfang gradually felt that the pain in his body began to subside, like a rising tide and ebbing tide.

Soon, he was lying on the bed covered in sweat, gasping for breath.

The clothes and hair were completely soaked, as if they had just crawled out of the water.

The physical strength and mental strength were almost exhausted because of the intense pain.

But Zhang Rongfang still held on to his sleepiness and looked at his attribute bar again.

Sure enough, the properties changed again.

'Zhang Rongfang—Life 12-13.

Skills: Rejuvenation Pure Time Rune - Yue Type Charm (Perfection), Guanxu Gong (the first layer of essence).

Available attributes: 0. ’

"Life has gone up by two points! No wonder the transformation is so big. ”

Zhang Rongfang stood up from the bed.

Click.

Suddenly, a tiny crack appeared on the edge of the bed that he grasped with his hand.

"Huh?? Am I getting stronger? ”

Surprised, he raised his hand and looked at the edge of the bed, where a palm print clearly appeared.

The brown wood texture was also forcibly pinched off, and some wood thorns were cocked.

"So, if you practice the Yue-type talisman to perfection, you can still increase your strength?"

Zhang Rongfang had never heard of this statement.

However, after Wu Xiu entered the product, he still knew the statement that his strength had increased greatly, and after entering the product, there was a thickened skin film on his body and his defense was enhanced.

'Now it seems that I should be at the forging level?' According to what Senior Sister Zhao taught, forging tendons is the first step to start increasing your strength. ’

Got up and moved around the room.

Zhang Rongfang began to try to adapt to his current strength.

Don't use anything else, just hit the 32 styles of the Yue type, over and over again.

Time passed slowly, and the benefits of the vitality boost were gradually revealed.

Just slowly hitting the Yue type talisman, Zhang Rong could feel that his strength was slowly recovering.

After three sets of punches, he pulled out a wooden box from under the bed and opened it, containing several pills that were black and crumpled like sesame seeds.

This is a blood-nourishing pill, and it is also a special benefit for martial arts disciples.

Two capsules a month. Zhao Da Green gave Zhang Rongfang his previous share in one go.

Picked up a blood nourishing pill and threw it into his mouth, and a sour leather smell filled his mouth.

Zhang Rongfang endured the nausea and swallowed it hard.

Then he changed his clothes, scrubbed it, and seeing that the time was still a little, he was ready to take a little rest.

Knock knock.

"Senior Brother Zhang, the correspondence room has your package."

"My package?" Zhang Rongfang was stunned, he hadn't done anything else since he received the body of his predecessor? I don't have the ability to continue to contribute to the tick column.

Who will send him a letter?

Puzzled, he got up, drank some cold water, and opened the door and walked towards the letter room.

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Inside the letter room of the Seiwa Palace.

Zheng Zhonglin patted a yellow package in front of him.

"What a small box."

As the person in charge of the correspondence room, he would not bother with the general correspondence package.

But no one knew that he was actually the person who was arranged by the current deacon at the Patrol Office a long time ago.

The deacon is very powerful, and now he is competing with the prison for the position of the next palace master, so now is the time to take sides.

Looking at the package in front of him, the sender was unknown and unmarked, and the consignee was Xiao Rong's apprentice, a Xiaodao named Zhang Rongfang.

Zheng Zhonglin rubbed his hands, took the package, avoided the few miscellaneous Taoist priests who were picking up letters around him, approached the letter room alone, and lowered the blocked door curtain.

Zheng Zhonglin quickly put the package on the small stool, skillfully flicked his hands back and forth, and soon completely unwrapped the entire package.

If it was a package from the rest of the people, he naturally didn't dare to mess around. Who knows what secrets will be seen inside. This kind of big taboo, he didn't dare to move.

But this Xiao Rong's apprentice, but it is strictly stipulated above, he opens the bag and checks one or two, and he doesn't care.

Inside the package was a wooden box.

Zheng Zhonglin did not stop, picked up the tools, and continued to the next round.

The box was quickly opened, revealing what had been placed.

"Huh!?"

The first time Zheng Zhonglin saw something, he gasped.

Money!!

That's a lot of money!!

In the black box, there was a stack of banknotes with a face value of one tael!

The thick stack was obviously for the people who used it, and the denomination was too large and it was easy to reveal wealth, so it was deliberately exchanged for small treasure notes.

Zheng Zhonglin has also seen a lot of treasure banknotes on weekdays, but the stack in front of him, roughly calculated, is at least 70 taels!

What is the concept of 70 taels!?

In Huaxin County, 70 taels can buy a horse in good condition!

In this place where a pig is only ten to fifteen taels, 70 taels can buy six pigs!

Zheng Zhonglin swallowed his saliva and looked left and right. I quickly rummaged through the package and found a letter.

He looked at the stack of treasure money, and thought that the recipient of this box was Zhang Rongfang, who had offended the Chen family.

Greed kept appearing in his eyes, and then disappeared.

After struggling for a while, he finally made up his mind and took out all the treasure money in the package, then put the box back and put the letter away. Bolt the package untouched.

Anyway, after taking the money, no one knows that I did it, so why must it be me when I handle so many people along the way? ’

"Even if that kid knows it's me, and there's no patrol room to support him, why is he fighting with me!? ’

This is not the first time that Zheng Zhonglin has stolen parcels and property, and he has long been accustomed to it.

It's just that this time the amount is a bit large.... Makes him a little worried.

In the past, the people who stole because of him were all guys with no background, and most of these Taoists endured it.

But this time, the money is a bit much.

If it weren't for this Zhang Rongfang who offended the Chen family, the Chen family would have named him to get him. He wouldn't have been so bold at once.

After a while, a little Taoist priest opened the curtain and came in.

"The owner of the house, Senior Brother Zhang Rongfang, a disciple of Master Xiao Rong, has come to pick up the package."

Zheng Zhonglin had already put away the treasure money at this time, and casually pointed to the box in a pile of packages on the side.

"Oh, let's get out."

"Yes." The miscellaneous disciple stepped forward and carefully took out the wrapped box.

It was cold.

At noon, Zhang Rongfang stood outside the letter room, also feeling a little chilled.

Now that November is now, winter has begun, and the temperature is getting colder and colder.

He watched as several miscellaneous Taoist priests carried things to deal with, and one of the young Taoist priests approached him with a black cloth package.

"Senior brother, this is your package."

The little Taoist priest placed the things on the wooden table in front of him.

A circle of wooden tables was placed outside the correspondence room to facilitate the handover and placement of things.

Zhang Rongfang looked at the package, reached out and patted it gently.

The package was also written in charcoal.

'Qinghe Palace, Tianyin Zhang Rongfang received. ’

The handwriting is delicate and neat, with a hint of Zhang Rongfang's faint familiarity.

It's the handwriting of the older sister of the predecessor. ’

He knew it was time to come.

Picking up the package, he turned to leave.

"That's not right!" Suddenly, Zhang Rongfang felt that the package in his hand felt wrong.

The wrap is usually sealed with a special needle and thread.

In the style of my predecessor's sister Zhang Rongyu, in the memory of my predecessor, every time my sister sent a package, the stitches and stitches were quite neat and dense.

But the package he just picked up had an extremely messy stitch seal, and it was just a few random stitches, barely enough to barely seal the package.

'The package may have been tampered with!' ’

For the first time, Zhang Rong easily guessed this possibility.

He turned around and stared at the little Taoist priest who had just given him a full package.

"This junior brother, may I ask who else touched my package just now?"

The little Taoist priest was a little apprehensive by his eyes, because the other party was a cultivation disciple, and his grade was one level higher than him.

He replied respectfully.

"Back to Senior Brother, the package was delivered directly to our correspondence room in the morning, and I haven't been passive in the middle."

"Are you sure you haven't moved?" Zhang Rongfang asked again.

"Sure, senior brother, no one has moved except for a few times when we looked up the name." The little Taoist priest hurriedly said.

Zhang Rongfang didn't ask any more. Just look through the window of the letter room.

At the window, Zheng Zhonglin was counting the silver ticket in his hand by light.

As if noticing his gaze, Zheng Zhonglin turned his head, glanced at Zhang Rongfang, and smiled. There was a hint of pity and something else in his eyes.

Zhang Rong was expressionless.

Although the letter room is just a place with no force value, this is the Qinghe Palace, and there are many masters around.

Even if something is stolen, he can only endure it, because no one will give him a head.

Especially now that Xiao Rong is becoming more and more indifferent to him.

With the package, Zhang Rongfang turned around and returned to his residence.

Back in the room, he quickly unwrapped the package, read the contents of the letter, and then opened the black box.

It was empty, there was nothing.

Swish.

Zhang Rongfang closed the box, his face was expressionless, and according to the letter, he lifted the bottom of the box and carefully pulled out a thin wooden board.

Inside the board is a small rectangular lattice.

Darkly put two silver tickets.

Two treasure bills with a denomination of fifty taels.

The package was opened, and the first 70 taels were taken. It's just that I don't know if I was taken on the road or when I arrived at the Qinghe Palace. ’

Zhang Rongfang actually wanted to rush into the letter room just now to check it himself.

But he couldn't, and he didn't dare.

Although there is no martial artist in the letter room, the supervisor Zheng Zhonglin is only a literary cultivator.

But once he does this, he will break the rules of Qinghe Palace.

He doesn't have any products now, and there are at least a dozen martial arts cultivators in the Qinghe Palace!

Among them, there are at least three deacons, not to mention masters of five grades or more such as the prison and the palace master.

So as long as he dares to do it, the patrol room can arrest him as soon as possible and execute the cane.

And the point is, he doesn't know if it was taken by someone in the letter room.

It was only because there were frequent rumors in the correspondence room that things were stolen that he became suspicious.

"Forget it, it's only 70 taels, and most of the money sent by Zhang Rongyu is still there. Even if you report it, it is estimated that no one cares.... The situation in the correspondence room has not been reported once or twice...."

Zhang Rongfang was aggrieved in his heart, looked at the box on the table, and didn't say anything more.

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Boom!!

Zheng Zhonglin was hit on the head and his face was covered with blood.

He staggered, carrying the package he was going to take home, and looked at the scene in front of him, everything was shaking.

Poof.

He was unsteady on his feet and fell to the ground. The package in his hand rolled to the ground.

"Well... What a guts! Dare to attack me in Qinghe Palace!? You know who I am...."

Boom!!

Another rod hit him on the forehead.

Zheng Zhonglin looked at the masked man who came out in front of him and pointed at the other party.

"Good.... Good... Heroes spare their lives!! ”

He fell to the ground and fell to his knees.

This is the only way from Qinghe Palace to Huaxin County under the mountain.

With him, there is also a martial cultivator who goes home every day, and that is his nephew Zhao Heigou.

They are all people who have bought houses in Huaxin County.

This time, he was about to put the stolen belongings back in his house and take care of his mother-in-law.

But I didn't expect it....

Just outside the Qinghe Palace, on the trail down the mountain, someone dared to attack him!

The nephew just put on a stance, and was knocked down by a few blows.

And then there was him.

God is pitiful, he is a Wenxiu in charge of the letter room, and someone actually sneaks up on the way down the mountain.

Zhang Rongfang looked at the two people who fell to the ground, picked up the two packages and ran.

Regardless of whether the person in front of him stole his money or not, he robbed it first.

Anyway, as long as you don't kill people, everything is easy to say.

Since the last time he killed someone, no one has bothered him. Zhang Rongfang's courage also increased.