Half an hour later.

Wang Yuefeng sat on his wooden bed with two layers of soft and sweat-absorbing soft bamboo fiber mattress, while working very hard to carry the abdominal breathing that he had been familiar with for more than 30 years and had almost become instinctive, to ensure that his weak heart would not be dizzy due to the lack of oxygen supply, while struggling hard, staggering to the side of the bed, and tentatively stepping on the floor.

The bedroom was a stone and wood structure he had never seen before, so quiet that it was almost impossible to hear outside, and the walls were carved with unfamiliar but obviously regular symbols and lines, and even the tall beams of the wood were carved with similar runes. With intuition, Wang Yuefeng judged that this was not purely decoration, but should be of other use.

The floor was not the crumbling dirt that Wang Yuefeng had seen in the countryside before, but a long, milky white smooth boulder, neatly crisscrossed like a chessboard. The soft bamboo cloth shoes are quite heavy when stepping on this stone slab.

Just now, after seeing the string of crystal tears of the dark purple woman who was swishing because of the surprise, Wang Yuefeng's mind suddenly poured out a large number of strange and messy memory fragments, which made him, who had always been known as the living computer in the bureau, sort out for a few minutes before he understood his situation at the moment.

I crossed it myself.

Not to travel to ancient times, but to another world.

It's not a physical crossing, it's a purely soul crossing.

It turned out that the owner of this body, only five years old, with the same name and surname as Wang Yuefeng, had been sick since childhood, and from the day of birth, the range of activities was limited to within 100 meters of the surrounding area of this courtyard, and it was only accompanied by his mother or father that he could carry out this level of activity, and at other times, he either ate in the kitchen or raised in bed.

This afternoon, the original owner was walking outside the yard with his mother and sister, but because his mother suddenly vomited and bent over, his sister, who was only one year older than him, did not hold him steady, and accidentally lost his center of gravity and fell backwards, and the back of his head fell heavily on the mud floor, thus dying with a whimper, and then, although his soul from the earth, but who had been stranded in that strange mysterious space for a long time, occupied this weak body.

In other words, he, Wang Yuefeng, is not a seizure.

Therefore, the residual consciousness left by the young child did not resist him, but in the blink of an eye, it merged with his memory.

Wang Yuefeng also grasped some preliminary information from the memory of the original young child.

This is Dan Town, which belongs to the Soul Empire and is close to the largest primeval forest in the Soul Empire...... In the Misty Forest, there is a young noble lord who has only been here for ten years, but he is a decent person, known as Baron Hogel Lang.

The fiery red-haired man is his father, named Wang Shougong, a "war master", who has a certain actual combat ability, and is a first-class civilian; the dark purple-eyed woman is a mother, named Ye Xiazhen, a "formation master", whose mental power is slightly stronger than that of ordinary people, has a certain ability to control things in the air, and his calculation ability is also quite strong.

Wang Yuefeng also has a 6-year-old sister Wang Huiqiao, who is very smart and sensible, and her mental power seems to be quite strong.

In the past five years, one-third of the money earned by the Wang family is used to treat the sick and weak Wang Yuefeng, the other one-third is used to maintain the family, and one-third is used to improve the strength of the two parents, slowly forming a virtuous circle.

Reasonably distributed.

"Very good, I don't have to pretend to have amnesia!" Wang Yuefeng was very happy.

Although Wang Yuefeng thinks that his acting skills have been honed for many years by a special agency like the National Security Bureau, and there is absolutely no problem in winning the Oscar for Best Performance, the concern in Ye Xiazhen's eyes and the obvious guilt on the tender face of his sister Wang Huiqiao, who knew that after he woke up, he rushed over, but Wang Yuefeng, who was very emotional, couldn't bear to deceive them.

Fortunately, he is not taking away, so in the face of these two relatives who care about him, he does not have the slightest sense of guilt in his heart, but has a kind of cordiality to return to the world.

However, this distribution of income once again shows the weakness of Wang Yuefeng's body, which makes Wang Yuefeng, who has always been confident, feel a little angry and ashamed in his heart.

"No, buddy is a man, how can he be a useless burden?"

Be strong!

Otherwise, I'm sorry for such a rare rebirth and crossing!

However, when Wang Yuefeng made up his mind and actually walked out, he began to lament the weakness of this body.

This is simply a sick child who is even more useless than a serious injury!

The distance from the head of the bed to the door of the room is not far, according to the previous unit of measurement, it is only 6 meters.

But this distance of 6 meters, for him, the former captain of the "Black Eagle", is only a distance that can be easily crossed in a few steps, and at this moment, it seems so far away.

Lightheadedness, floating, weakness, unstable center of gravity...... All kinds of cumbersome feelings made Wang Yuefeng, who was accustomed to self-improvement and self-reliance, used to helping his companions, and accustomed to being relied on and trusted by his companions, felt very powerless and wanted to stroke his forehead and sigh.

"I'm dizzy! This body is too bad!"

"Could it be that he has always been so before? With this physical strength, I am afraid that he will not be able to do anything except normal eating, drinking, and Lazar!"

There's an inconspicuous bird!

Judging from the current situation, this little bird will be an ornament when it grows up, where can it bear the heavy responsibility of passing on the ancestry?

"Is this kid's innate foundation too poor, or is the medical skills here too inferior?"

The body is the capital of the revolution.

In his previous life, Wang Yuefeng was a disciple of Chenjiagou Chen's Tai-level Boxing, which is well-known at home and abroad in China, although he was only thirty-five years old, but his skills had been practiced to the peak of Ming Jin, and he had enough strength to shoot a stone pier several feet thick into powder under one palm. Therefore, at the moment, Wang Yuefeng, who is reincarnated, really dislikes and is very dissatisfied with his body that has begun to pant after just a few steps.

Therefore, when Wang Yuefeng categorically gave up the commode prepared in the house, took three steps and one break at a tooth-wrenching snail-like speed, and finally came to the toilet in the courtyard outside the house slowly under the gradually darkening sky, and relieved himself after releasing a soak of clear and turbulent little boy urine, he looked helplessly at his thin arms and legs, which were no different from bean sprouts, and made a decisive decision in his heart.

"Since there is no problem with food and shelter at present, my top priority now is to have a normal and healthy body as soon as possible!"

Even if he is a boy, how can he do things with such a poor body, and how can he protect his family when he grows up?

Such a body will only become a drag and a burden in the future!

Wang Yuefeng in his previous life, who was outstanding among his brothers and friends, has always been a powerful man, extremely despises the burden in the team, and can't bear to be such a burden!

But at the same time, Wang Yuefeng also recognized Wang Shougong and Ye Xiazhen, the cheap parents who had been constantly looking for doctors and medicines for the original Wang Yuefeng in the past five years.

It's good, it's not a pair of ruthless and utilitarian fathers and mothers, who didn't easily abandon their own flesh and blood!

"Since you have never given up on saving him before, then in the future, no matter what happens, I will not give up on you!"

Wang Yuefeng dared to say this, and he had his own confidence.

Although this body is very weak, in the previous life, Wang Yuefeng's foundation was Chen's Taijiquan, which was extremely effective in strengthening the body.

In the previous life, Tai Chi was able to be designated by China as a healthy boxing method suitable for all ages, women, and children, and quickly expanded and spread throughout the country, not only because it is easy to learn and is very suitable for some weak patients to practice, but also because it does have a great effect on strengthening the body, and the role in this aspect far exceeds the same famous internal skills such as Xingyi, Bagua, Wing Chun, Bajiquan, etc.!

What's more, Wang Yuefeng is still a disciple of the lineage, and he has a true inheritance.

It is precisely because of the true biography that he understands that the Taijiquan that the state publicizes to strengthen the body and the Taijiquan that can really kill the enemy and kill the enemy are not of the same grade at all!

"Chen's Taijiquan will be the foundation of my foothold in this other world!"

Of course, whether or not to expose Chen's Tai Chi to the eyes of his parents and sister depends on the situation.

Before we can do that, though, there's one more thing to figure out.

Why did my mom vomit suddenly?

It can't be that, right?

Thinking of this, Wang Yuefeng once again took an unsteady and weak small step with great difficulty, and slowly walked to the kitchen.

At this moment, Wang Shougong, Ye Xiazhen, and Wang Huiqiao are all cooking dinner in the kitchen.

It's just that when Wang Yuefeng's hand just touched the kitchen door, and before his little head had a chance to poke inside, a slender figure rushed out, and the strong wind brought up at high speed blew Wang Yuefeng's soft hair into a whirring mess, making the sensitive him instinctively shrink back.

"Vomit ......" The slender figure clutched his throat at the door and retched twice before he straightened up with palpitations and let out a half-relieved, half-comfortable light cry.