My Attributes Cultivation Life

Chapter 18: Chapter 18

I don't know how long it has passed, and I don't know how long I have endured.

Zhang Rongfang gradually felt that the pain in his body began to subside, just like the ebb and flow of the tide.

Soon, he was lying on the bed covered in sweat, panting heavily.

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

Physical strength and mind are 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 attributes changed again.

'Zhang Rongfang - Life 12-13.

Skills: Rejuvenation and Cleansing Talisman Code-Yue Xingfu (Consummation), Guanxu Gong (the first level of Jingqiao).

Available attributes: 0. '

"Health has increased 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 was grasping with strength.

"Huh?? My strength has grown?"

He raised his hand in surprise and looked at the edge of the bed, where a palm print clearly appeared.

The brown wooden texture was also forcibly broken, and some wooden thorns popped out.

"So, if the Yue Xingfu has been practiced to perfection, it can also increase its strength?"

Zhang Rongfang has never heard of this argument.

However, he still knows the saying that Wuxiu's energy will increase greatly after entering the product, and after entering the product, the skin on his body will thicken and his defense will be enhanced.

'Now it seems that I should have entered the level of muscle strengthening? According to the content taught by Senior Sister Zhao, forging muscles is the first step to increase strength. '

Get up and move your hands and feet in the room.

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

Don't use anything else, just hit the thirty-two forms of Yue Xingfu, over and over again.

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

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

After finishing three sets of punches, he took out a wooden box from under the bed and opened it. Inside were several black pills that looked like sesame paste.

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

Two pills a month. Zhao Dacong gave Zhang Rongfang all the previous shares in one go.

Picking up a Yangxue Pill and throwing it into his mouth, a sour leather smell filled his mouth.

Zhang Rongfang endured the nausea and swallowed forcefully.

Then he changed his clothes, scrubbed it, and saw that there was still a little time, so he was going to take a short rest.

Boom boom boom.

"Senior Brother Zhang, there is your package in the letter room."

"My package?" Zhang Rongfang was taken aback. Since he took over his predecessor's body, he hasn't done anything else? I have no ability to continue to contribute to Goulan.

Who will send him a letter?

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

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Inside the Letter Room of Qinghe Palace.

Zheng Zhonglin patted a yellow package in front of him.

"What a neat little box."

As the person in charge of the letter room, he would not bother with ordinary letter packages.

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

The Patrol Deacon has great power, and is now competing with the Supervisory Court for the position of the next Palace Master, so now is the time to stand in line.

Looking at the package in front of him, the sender was unknown and unmarked, and the recipient was none other than Xiao Rong's apprentice, a Xiaodao named Zhang Rongfang.

Zheng Zhonglin rubbed his hands, took the package, avoided several handyman Taoist priests who were sorting letters, walked into the letter room alone, and lowered the covering curtain.

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

If it was someone else's package, he would not dare to mess around. Who knows what secrets will be seen inside. He didn't dare to touch such a big taboo.

But Xiao Rong's apprentice was strictly regulated by the higher authorities, so it didn't matter if he opened the bag and checked it.

Inside the package is a wooden box.

Zheng Zhonglin didn't stop, picked up the tool and continued to the next round.

The box was quickly opened, and the contents inside were finally revealed.

"hiss!?"

The first time Zheng Zhonglin saw something, he gasped.

money! !

A lot of money! !

Inside the black box was a stack of banknotes with a denomination of one tael!

The thick stack is obviously for the user, the denomination is too large, and it is easy to reveal the wealth, so it is deliberately exchanged for small treasure notes.

Zheng Zhonglin has seen a lot of precious 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 good-looking horse!

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 around. Quickly flipped through the package, and found another letter.

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

Greed kept appearing and disappearing in his eyes.

After struggling for a while, he finally made up his mind, took out all the treasures in the package, put the box back, and put the letter away. Fasten the package intact.

'Anyway, the money was taken, and no one knew that I did it. There are so many people in the middle, so why must it be me? '

'Even if that kid knew it was me, without the backing of the patrol room, why would he fight me! ? '

This is not the first time Zheng Zhonglin has stolen parcels and belongings, and he has long been used to it.

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

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

But this time, the money is a bit much.

If Zhang Rongfang hadn't offended the Chen family, the Chen family would call him out to get him. He wouldn't be so courageous all at once.

Not long after, a little Taoist opened the door curtain and came in.

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

Zheng Zhonglin had already put away the treasure notes at this time, and pointed to the box in a pile of parcels beside him as if nothing had happened.

"Here, take it out."

"Yes." The handyman disciple stepped forward and carefully carried the wrapped box out.

It was cold.

At noon, Zhang Rongfang was standing outside the letter room, feeling a little chilly.

Now that it is more than November, it has entered winter, and the temperature is getting colder and colder.

He watched several handyman Taoist priests carrying things, and one of the young Taoist priests approached him holding a black cloth package.

"Brother, here is your package."

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

A circle of wooden tables is placed outside the letter room, just for the convenience of handing over and placing things.

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

There was also writing on the outside of the package in charcoal.

'Qinghe Palace, Tianyin Zhang Rongfang received it. '

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

‘It’s written by the older sister’s handwriting. '

His heart trembled, knowing that what should come is still here.

Picking up the package, he turned and left.

"No!" Zhang Rongfang suddenly felt that the package in his hand didn't feel right.

The opening of the package is usually sealed with a special needle thread.

The style of the previous sister Zhang Rongyu, in the memory of the predecessor, every time the package sent by the sister, the stitches and stitches are quite neat and dense.

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

'The package may have been tampered with! '

At the first moment, Zhang Rong easily guessed this possibility.

He turned around and stared at the little Taoist priest who had just wrapped him up.

"This junior brother, did anyone else touch my package just now?"

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

He also replied respectfully.

"Brother, the package was delivered directly to our letter room in the morning, and it has not been touched during the process."

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

"It's for sure, brother, except for a few times when we checked the name, no one has moved it." The little Taoist said quickly.

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

Just at the window, Zheng Zhonglin was counting the bank notes in his hand by the light.

Seemingly 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, it is the Qinghe Palace, surrounded by many masters.

As a barbarian Confucian, even if his things were stolen, he could only bear with it, because no one would show him.

Especially now that Xiao Rong cares less about him.

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

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

It was empty inside, and there was nothing.

swish.

Zhang Rongfang closed the box with a blank expression. According to the letter, he lifted the bottom of the box and carefully pulled out a thin wooden board.

Inside the wooden board is a small rectangular hidden compartment.

There are two silver notes in the dark compartment.

Two banknotes with a denomination of fifty taels.

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

Zhang Rongfang really wanted to rush into the letter room to check for himself just now.

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

Although there are no martial arts practitioners in the letter room, the supervisor Zheng Zhonglin is only a literary repairman.

But once he did this, he would break the rules of Qinghe Palace.

He can't even enter the rank now, and there are at least a dozen martial arts masters in the Qinghe Palace!

Among them, the deacons are at least the third rank, not to mention there are masters above the fifth rank such as the supervisor and the palace master.

So as long as he dares to do something, the patrol room can arrest him immediately and carry out the punishment.

And the point is, he doesn't know whether the person in the letter room took it or not.

It was only because there were frequent rumors that things had been stolen from the letter room that he became suspicious.

"Forget it, it's only 70 taels. Most of the money Zhang Rongyu sent is still there. Even if you report it, I guess no one cares about the letter room. It's not just once or twice."

Zhang Rongfang felt aggrieved, looked at the box on the table, and kept silent.

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Boom! !

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

He was staggering, carrying the package he was about to take home, looking at the scene in front of him, everything was shaking.

poof.

He couldn't stand, and fell to the ground. The package in his hand fell to the ground.

"How dare you! How dare you attack me in Qinghe Palace!? You know who I am."

Boom! !

Another stick hit him on the forehead.

Zheng Zhonglin looked at the masked man who walked out in front of him, and pointed at him.

"Okay. Good man, spare your life!!"

He fell to the ground and fell to his knees.

This is the only way from Qinghe Palace to Huaxin County at the foot of the mountain.

He goes home with him every day, and there is a martial artist who goes with him, 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 property back into his house and let his mother-in-law take care of it.

did not expect

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

As soon as the nephew made a gesture, he was knocked down a few times.

And then there is him.

God is sorry to see, he, Wenxiu, who is in charge of the letter room, is actually attacked by people on the way down the mountain.

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

Regardless of whether the person in front of him stole his money or not, let's talk about it first.

Anyway, as long as no one is killed, everything is easy to talk about.

No one has troubled him since the last time he killed someone. Zhang Rongfang also became more courageous.