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No one can teach Lin Feng about mental strength.

Lin Feng didn't know what the golden light meant, so he had to explore it all on his own.

The young man was skinny, his clothes were shabby, and he was wearing tattered straw sandals, but he did have some aura between his brows.

He was cutting firewood in the mountains, and he had two big cats with him, one white and one black.

The two big cats are quite intelligent and can spontaneously go to the mountains to collect firewood and deliver it to the boy.

The young man spent a lot of effort to cut a pile of firewood, tied it with straw rope, and carried it to the county town and sold it for ten cents.

Looking at the ten coins in his hand, the young man smiled and spent eight cents to buy a small bag of mixed noodles and a small bag of wheat bran.

These grains are carried home and made into steamed buns that can be eaten for a long time.

He hid the remaining two cents in the small cloth pockets worn around the necks of the two cats. The small cloth pockets were very small and could just hold a copper coin.

The young man's expression changed as he walked to the village entrance carrying the grain on his back, and he involuntarily stepped back.

In front of him stood three village bullies.

The bearded leader looked at the young man with a smile, with a hint of disdain on his face, "Jin Xiangyu, why are you retreating? Where can you retreat? A monk who can run can't run away from the temple."

The two village bullies next to him walked over and kicked the boy down, snatched two bags of food from him, and groped him again.

Then he punched and kicked the young man.

They beat him back and scolded him.

"Jin Xiangyu, you have been chopping firewood all day and you just got this little food. Are you lazy?"

Bang bang bang.

"At such a young age, you don't even work hard."

The young man with a bruised nose and swollen face said angrily: "You guys are so lazy to make food, but you still have the nerve to criticize me and steal my things in broad daylight. How can you do this?"

When the three village tyrants heard this, they attacked even harder.

Bang bang bang.

"Huan Wangfa, the master of the Yamen is my uncle's cousin's second uncle.

My fist is the king's law. "

Meow, at this moment the big black cat pounced on the leader of the village bully.

"Ouch, this beast bit me."

The village bully grabbed the black cat that jumped on his lap and threw it to the ground, "You little beast."

Oops, the black cat let out a scream, flopped on the ground twice and then stopped moving.

The young man rushed over and hugged the black cat, "Xiao Hei, what's wrong with you? You'll be fine."

The village bully grabbed a handful of wheat bran from his pocket and threw it in the young man's face. "I'll leave you with something to eat. Tomorrow, chop more firewood and buy more grain. Otherwise, I will end up with the litter of cats you raised." They were all killed for meat.”

A few village tyrants finished speaking and left.

The young man cried for a while, then rubbed the wheat chaff from his face that was wet with tears and fed it to the big black cat.

"Woo, Xiao Hei, eat some, don't scare me."

The big black cat opened and closed its mouth twice, and a trace of blood flowed out, but it did not eat the wheat chaff.

The big black cat looked at the boy, his eyes a little confused.

The young man stood up and took the big black cat home.

His yard is very small and the house is very dilapidated. There are two kittens, one yellow and one flower.

When the owner came back, the two kittens meowed over.

The young man didn't care about the two kittens and put the injured big black cat on the bed and covered him with a quilt.

He boiled some hot water and fed it to the big black cat.

"Xiao Hei, drink some water."

The big black cat opened and closed its mouth twice without drinking a drop of water.

The young man took out the two copper coins hidden on the two cats and left the yard.

He wanted to go to the village doctor to exchange some medicinal materials to treat the big black cat's injuries.

He had just walked not far away and was intercepted by the three village bullies again.

The bearded village bully said: "What is that in your hand?"

The young man clenched the two copper coins in his hand, "No, I didn't take anything."

"Extend your hand and show me."

The village bully said, coming over to grab the young man's hand.

The young man ran away.

Bang, ouch, he didn't even take two steps before he was kicked down by the village bully.

The village bully snatched two copper coins from his hand, then rode on him and gave him several big ear scrapers.

"You little bastard, how dare you not respect these gentlemen when you have money.

Next time I find you hiding money secretly, I will have to skin you. "

Several village tyrants took two copper coins and walked away.

The young man sat on the ground and cried loudly. After crying for a while, he walked towards the doctor's house.

He stood at the door of the doctor's house and said: "Uncle Qian, my little black kid was kicked by the village bully. Can you give me some medicine to save my little black kid?

I'll send you the money for the medicine tomorrow. "

The doctor known as Uncle Qian glanced at the young man and sighed.

This young man has no family or friends and is bullied by the village bully all day long. It's so pitiful.

The doctor gave the boy a small packet of medicine to treat bruises.

"Take it back and try it. You don't have to give the money."

The young man bowed three times to the doctor, "Thank you, Uncle Qian. Thank you, Uncle Qian. I will definitely send you the medicine money tomorrow."

The boy ran home, boiled the medicine and poured it into the big black cat's mouth.

After doing this, the young man sat in the yard, took a stone and wrote a few words on the ground: "Tomorrow will be better."

These are a few words he secretly learned in a private school in the county town.

At this time, Lin Feng walked into the yard.

Lin Feng looked at the words on the ground and said with a smile: "Why do you think tomorrow will be better?

What have you done for tomorrow? Only then can we hope that tomorrow will be better.

Don't you think you should do something today? "

Lin Feng's words contained spiritual power, causing the young man to only focus on what he said and ignore his existence.

The young man stammered, "What can I do? I can't beat those village bullies, and no one will help me.

I can only get up early tomorrow and collect more firewood."

"Why tomorrow?

What's the use of collecting more firewood? It will be snatched away by others.

Push all the bad things you don't want to face to tomorrow, but comfort yourself that tomorrow will be better.

Do you think tomorrow will really be better?"

Lin Feng sat on the bed, stretched out his hand to stroke the big black cat, used his true energy to force out the blood clots in the big black cat's body, and took out some healing herbs to feed the big black cat.

The young man asked, "Then what should I do?"

"You should solve the problem."

The young man shook his head like a rattle, "You want me to kill those village tyrants? No, it's against the law."

"If the law can protect the people, you might as well give the law some face and be a law-abiding person.

But has the law saved you from being hurt?

In this world, the morals are declining and people's hearts are not as good as they used to be. The government offices no longer care about things, and the law is dead in name only."

The government offices outside the jurisdiction of the Sword Sect basically don't care about the lives of the people.

After listening to Lin Feng's words, the young man seemed to have figured it out.

"But I don't have the strength, I can't beat them."

Lin Feng raised his hand and pointed, and a golden light dotted the young man's eyebrows.

The young man immediately learned the beast hunting fist and the wind-breaking knife.

Lin Feng originally wanted to see the peculiarity of this young man, but when he saw this young man being bullied, it seemed as if he saw his former self, so he helped him.

The young man's eyes lit up, and he stood up and wielded the hatchet in the yard vigorously.

The young man only noticed Lin Feng at this time.

"Master, please accept my disciple's greetings." He was about to kneel down and kowtow to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng stretched out his hand to support him, but the young man couldn't kneel down.

"There is no rush to become my disciple. Wait until you have dealt with those three village bullies."

The young man knew that if he couldn't deal with those three village bullies, the master in front of him would not accept him as his disciple.

But those three village bullies also had martial arts skills, and he probably couldn't beat them alone.

He thought for a while and made up his mind. He said to Lin Feng: "Master, can you lend me a few copper coins?"