This feeling of being inside out is hard to describe in words.

After just a few breaths, the warm current poured through his body, making him feel as comfortable as soaking in a hot spring pool.

The pain of bruising on the body is also replaced by this warmth.

But he could clearly feel that his body temperature was rising rapidly, and it seemed that the blood vessels were not flowing but hot and viscous mercury slurry.

After the comfort, the burning sensation burned all over his body, making his consciousness a little trance-like, and he could only lean over and hug the rotten beam lying on his stomach and did not dare to act rashly.

At this time, if someone saw Zong Xian, they would find that his skin was red, his pores were dilated, and wisps of faint heat came out, which filled his body, contracting and moving with his breathing.

He suddenly turned around and vomited, first spitting out several mouthfuls of black blood, followed by a large puddle of filth, and gray beads of sweat oozed from his body, emitting an unpleasant stench.

Zong Xian was in a state of clouds and fog, and his soul seemed to float.

I don't know how long it took, but when Zong Xian opened his eyes again, the strange feeling after taking the strong pill had long since disappeared.

He was still lying on his stomach, and the vomit left on his mouth and jaw had dried up.

There was no discomfort in the whole body, and the body seemed to be much lighter out of thin air.

"Whew..."

He let out a long breath.

Holding the girder with both hands, he grabbed a handful of sawdust without much force...

"The power has indeed become stronger!"

That's right, his strength has increased greatly for such a situation.

It turned out that in his consciousness, he only grasped the power lightly, but at this time, he could directly grab the wooden beam, which was the effect of the change in strength.

Zong Xian suddenly knew in his heart, knowing that this was the effect of the hundred-year-old strong pill!

Instead of returning down the slope of the ruins, he rolled over directly from the girders.

His feet were slightly bent and landed firmly on the ground.

Raising his hand to wipe the gray sweat off the surface of his skin, Zong Xian found that all the bruises on his body had healed.

Strongmaru gave him not only a strong strength, but also a chance to be reborn, and he could feel the surging power of his limbs with a little exertion.

The body is extremely light, there is no burden, and a few steps at will are quite vigorous and flexible.

Compared to the original body, it was a drastic change.

It seems to shake off the original dark diseases and dirt in the body.

At this moment, the qi and blood in his body are vigorous like a wild bull, and he is not afraid of the cold of the outside world.

"It's worthy of the power of three bulls and one tiger!"

"Now my body has the strength to match this strength!"

He silently felt his body, and his heart was filled with heartfelt joy.

Standing in place for a while, Zong Xian walked to the side of the ruins, found a bluestone slab the size of a grinding plate, supported the bottom with one arm, and lifted it up lightly.

It was only a moment before he knew it, but it would take another day or two to get used to the new power.

First of all, the "power of three cows and one tiger" mentioned in the [Mysterious Chance] is indeed not mixed with any water, according to Zong Xian's test, the strength of his single arm can reach the terrifying level of more than two thousand catties, and the power of both arms at the same time can lift three or four thousand catties of heavy objects.

With just one arm, he could throw hundreds of pounds of stones twenty or thirty meters away.

It is not an exaggeration to say that such a power is innate divine power!

"Gollum..."

After the test, Zong Xian's stomach screamed.

When the excitement passed, hunger took over the high ground, and the sky outside was faintly dark.

"Let's go back and eat the rest of the gray cakes to pad my stomach, and then it's not too late to think about the way back."

"With the strength of the current hand, if you show a few hands casually, you will be shocked and dare not slack off!"

Zong Xian touched his stomach and thought in his heart.

Then he left the ruins of the ruined temple with brisk steps and walked briskly towards the eastern suburbs of the village.

……

When he returned, his feet were much faster, and the hunger in his stomach made him walk quickly.

By this time it was close to night, the cold wind was raging, and the earth was getting colder.

Zong Xian entered the walled area and came to Stone Rat Lane, which is the nearest road from west to east to Donggou Creek Stone Bridge.

The whole alley is about two zhang wide, and the two sides are small courtyards of shacks, which are typical of the poor houses in the walled area.

During the walk, the air was filled with the smell of stir-fried hot food, mixed with the stench of defecation.

At this moment, the sky is almost completely dark, and the hanging moon and the faint oil light can barely make people see the road under their feet, so as not to stumble and chew.

Outside the city, it seems to be the norm to return home before dark.

Except, of course, those ruffians and hooligans.

Zong Xian had just reached the middle of the alley when he slowed down.

There were four or five men in front of him, who were hooking their shoulders and backs, and their mouths were not clean and sloppy, and the leader was the short man with a narrow face and squinting eyes yesterday.

This guy's name is Wang Hangou, and he usually doesn't do business, and he wanders around the area with a few ruffians all day long.

He often extorted beggars and poor people in the vicinity, asking for copper dollars and broken silver to buy wine and meat to eat.

Zong Xian had also heard other beggars mention that these ruffians seemed to be preparing to join the Sanshui Gang, shouting that they would learn a few hands and feet and do something great!

It was Wang Hangou and a few of them who beat up Zong Xian yesterday!

However, Zong Xian remembers them, which does not mean that they will also recognize Zong Xian.

At most, I only know that I cleaned up a stubborn little beggar yesterday!

For such a guy who even beggars have to bully, Zong Xian is naturally resentful, and he wants to clean them up!

Taking advantage of the darkness of the night, he suddenly felt blessed and pulled up his collar to cover most of his face.

There is no need for Zong Xian to take the initiative to stir up trouble.

That's what happened when the two sides met.

"Hey, this little beggar is coming back from begging for food?"

"If you don't go back to the rat hole when it's dark, could it be the scraps of those thieves?"

Wang Hangou put his hands in his sleeves and stood still with interest.

Several ruffians behind him also stopped laughing.

"Gollum ......"

At this time, Zong Xian's belly came from a cry again.

"Hahaha, look, this kid is hungry!"

Hearing this movement, Wang Hangou suddenly became happy.

With a hippie smile, he took out a piece of jerky wrapped in a large brown leaf from his arms.

waved it provocatively, and the fragrance of salt and brine made Zong Xian can't help but flutter his nose.

"It's dark at this time, and the patrol team has already returned to the city, so it shouldn't get into trouble..."

Zong Xian's mind turned, but he had the idea of sweeping away the old evil!

It can not only vent qi, but also eliminate evil, the best of both worlds.

didn't have time to think about it, he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Wang Hangou's neck.

Just lifted Wang Hangou up slightly, and the suffocating feeling of tightening made his legs shake like a fish on the shore, and there was a "whirring" sound in his throat.

The dried meat in his hand fell to the ground, splashing a haze of ash!