Chapter 1: Tang San robbed the house at the beginning.
The air before the New Year was cold and gloomy, especially in the middle of the night.
At the foot of the mountain on the north side of the Holy Soul Village, the cold mountain wind passed through the hill, the bamboo forest swayed, and the sound of "tattoo." A thin black shadow walked against the wind, the smell was carried away by the cold wind, and the crisp running sound was covered by the rustling bamboo forest.
With a flick of his hand, a stone with edges shot out.
"Hmm" A whimper came from the bamboo doghouse behind the short bamboo house, and then it fell silent.
"Merchants pursue profit, and few have intentions. Zhu Wu, the hundred-year-old wolf poison is extremely poisonous. If you let you sell it to the drug dealer, it may be made into poison and sold to vicious people, harming innocent people. I will take it away today to avoid it!" Tang San murmured in his heart.
"Don't worry, I will use it for the right way, punish evil and promote good, and make the best use of it!" Whether it is a hidden weapon or poison, in his opinion, whether it is vicious is not determined by itself, but by the user.
If used properly, it is proper; if used wickedly
, it is wicked. Punishing evil and promoting good is the purpose and duty of the Tang Sect.
He tapped his feet lightly, jumped a few times and landed behind the yard. He bent down and dug out the cluster of wolfsbane covered by the dustpan in the corner of the vegetable garden.
Without much hesitation, he turned around and left quickly.
There was no conversation that night. The next morning.
"Tang San, fuck your young mother!" Zhu Wu stood behind the yard with a gloomy face, gritting his teeth. The price of a hundred-year-old wolfsbane sold to a drug dealer is at least 5 gold soul coins, which is undoubtedly a huge sum of money for a civilian family. Moreover, he relied on his special sensing ability to grope in the mountains for a whole day before he was lucky enough to pick this wolfsbane on a steep cliff. Climbing a cliff of hundreds of meters before he was less than 6 years old can be said to be risking his life. Now that it was stolen, how could he not be angry!
The key point is that this is not the first time Tang San has come to his house to steal medicine, which makes him very angry!
"Da Huang didn't bark!" As if he thought of something, he ran to the doghouse quickly, bent down and reached into the shadow, gently shook and slightly exposed the dog's legs, which were already hard.
His eyes suddenly turned red, and he quickly reached out to pull it out. In his sight, the blood under the ear had dried up and turned black.
On the side of the cold body, there was a stone that was dragged out because of the dragging, and there was still blood on the tip.
"Tang San, you damn thief, fuck me!"
He couldn't help but spit out the quintessence of Chinese culture again.
He hit the dog's ear accurately again and again, and he specialized in stealing poisonous plants. Who else but Tang San has this need and this accuracy? In order to verify it, he secretly went to the top of the mountain that Tang San went to every day, and there were indeed poisonous plants transplanted on it, some of which were stolen from his home.
As a time traveler who has read the original novel, he knows Tang San's ability and origin very well. It's nothing more than wanting to coat the hidden weapon with a deadly poison, but he can't afford it, so he thought of stealing it. If you can't get it through normal means, just steal it. Isn't that how Xuantian Baolu came from?
"You are a dog that can't change its nature. I thought of your family when I got those herbs and harvested the first batch of seeds to distribute to the villagers who helped me to sow and earn extra money, so that your family had more income. But you were targeted and came to my house to steal herbs repeatedly."
The world of immortal cultivation and fantasy is cruel, and cultivation can be said to be against the will of heaven, so stealing natural treasures to nourish oneself is also a common thing. He, who had read countless immortal and fantasy novels in his previous life, naturally knew this. However, this kind of thing also depends on the situation, right? Stealing from strangers or soul beasts is okay, but stealing from someone who has done him a favor, he thinks this behavior is a bit shameless.
"An ungrateful wolf who can't be tamed, worse than pigs and dogs!" He got angry when he thought about being stolen several times.
"Ahem." A light cough suddenly came.
Zhu Wu turned his head subconsciously.
In the bamboo house, a hunchbacked old man with white hair in his temples, over 70 years old, was walking towards the backyard with a cane.
Zhu Gang, 71 years old this year, is his grandfather, who was the one who picked him up and adopted him out of kindness. He knew all this because he was reborn with memories.
Many things, I didn't know before, but later I learned the language of this world, and I knew them clearly. I can only say that it's a dog-blood story, quite a dog-blood story!
"Xiao Wu, was the house robbed again?"
Zhu Gang also knew that medicinal herbs had been stolen from his home several times. Although he was old and his hearing was not very good, he could also hear the tone. His grandson Zhu Wu was obviously cursing just now. It was likely that medicinal herbs were lost at home again.
And it was probably the medicinal herb that he had searched for all day yesterday. I heard from my grandson that it could be sold for a lot of money and have a good New Year.
If I don't take revenge for this, I'm not worthy of being a man. Tang San, wait for me. Zhu Wu took a deep breath, suppressed his anger and picked up Da Huang.
The backyard was not big, and he walked to the door quickly.
Seeing the yellow dog in his grandson's arms, Zhu Gang's eyes were red, and his sigh was filled with sadness.
"Alas, people's hearts are not as they used to be.
People's hearts are not as they used to be." "Grandpa, don't worry. God is watching what people do. Evil will be punished. This beast who has a mother but no parents will not have a good ending in the future." Zhu Wu comforted him and looked down at Dawang in his arms. "As for Dawang, your grandson will deal with it later and take some to Grandpa Jack's house. It's almost the New Year, and it's time to kill the pigs at home. It's a good time for Grandpa Jack to find someone to help and pre-sell them in advance."
As a college student majoring in animal husbandry and veterinary medicine, and with a pig farm at home, he will find a job after graduation. In his previous life, he was a professional in raising pigs.
That's why he knew some Chinese herbal medicines. Although most of the teaching content of modern animal husbandry and veterinary medicine belongs to Western medicine, there are also special courses for Chinese medicine knowledge. Many of the things left by our ancestors are still useful, and he studied them seriously.
For example, Gelsemium elegans, also known as the heart-breaking grass, is a commonly used Chinese veterinary herbal medicine. It has the effect of expelling insects for pigs, cattle, and sheep. Feeding livestock and poultry in small quantities can also promote growth. In his hometown, it is even known as "pig ginseng". Proper feeding can increase the appetite of pigs.
Speaking of which, Gelsemium elegans is also the first Chinese herbal medicine he found in this world, which helped him accumulate some initial funds.
With enough funds, he naturally wants to raise a piglet to supplement the family income and improve the food.
"Okay." Zhu Gang sighed again and nodded slightly.
Although he has developed feelings for the dog, it is not easy for a civilian family like theirs to have a meal of meat, and it would be a pity to bury it.
"Bring more. Your Grandpa Jack helped our family a lot in the past few years. We must not forget his kindness. And the daughter-in-law of the Wang family who fed you when you were a child..."
"Okay, Grandpa will make breakfast for you. They are all poor people. Alas, this world." Looking at the dog in Zhu Wu's arms, he sighed and walked slowly to the kitchen.
After a while, after breakfast, Zhu Wu continued to deal with the body of the yellow dog.
After finishing the work, he cleaned up a little, went into the bedroom, opened the window, and practiced the eight parts of Vajra Gong to stretch his muscles in the morning sun.
Vajra Longevity Gong was learned by him in his previous life from the teaching video of Taoist Master Zhang Zhishun on the Internet.
His family has a pig farm and he has to work frequently. After a long time, it is inevitable that his body will have minor problems. After complaining a few words in the alumni group, a classmate sent a video link and suggested practicing. He started practicing when he was more than 2 years old when he came to this world, and he has persisted in practicing for nearly 4 years.
Vajra Longevity Gong is divided into two parts. The external exercise "Vajra Gong" focuses on body training and is suitable for practicing in the early morning when the sun rises. The internal skill "Longevity Skill" is mainly for training the mind, and is suitable for practicing in the dead of night when the moon is bright. It is to practice Vajra in the morning and longevity at night, combining hardness and softness, and harmonizing yin and yang. Anyway, this is how the encyclopedia introduces it. Of course, there are also introductions such as refining essence into qi, refining qi into spirit, and harmony between heaven and man.
As a modern person, he certainly doesn't believe such nonsense. However, it is true that long-term practice can strengthen the body, improve immunity, and make people less likely to get sick.
This is the same in this world. Anyway, he has not noticed that he has developed internal strength so far.
In any case, as the only "gong method" brought to this world, and it really has the effect of strengthening the body, he must persist in practicing it.
The movement of external qi induces internal qi, and the movement of internal qi drives external qi. He still remembers this introduction on the Internet. He doesn't know whether there is internal strength in this world, but the spiritual energy and soul power of heaven and earth are real. To be honest, he still expects to practice this set of Vajra Longevity Skill to develop innate soul power like Tang San. Of course, even if he doesn't practice, he should have soul power. After all,
it's not easy to travel through time!
What's more, his damn scum father came from that place.
He also tried to teach his grandfather Zhu Gang, but unfortunately, his body was too hunched and he couldn't do it at all, so he gave up.
"Grandpa, I'm going out." After finishing a full set of beatings, Zhu Wu went out with a bamboo basket filled with dog meat on his back.
Not long after, at Old Jack's house.
"Xiao Wu, don't worry, Grandpa will find a way to find out the thief and seek justice for you no matter what! This kind of thing happened in the village, which not only embarrassed the village, but also the face of Grandpa as the village chief."
After hearing the general situation, Old Jack was very angry.
"Yes, this matter can't be let go." Old Jack's wife also said angrily, "Grandma will go out to test the waters later. I want to see which family's waste stuff did such a shameless thing!"
"I'll find a chance in the afternoon and ask about it." The healthy old Jack's son frowned and said.
Then came Old Jack's daughter-in-law, and the whole family looked indignant.
Unfortunately, it was destined to return empty-handed. Who was Tang San? He was the one whose Xuantian Treasure Record was not even passed on by his own father. When he got the wolf poison, the first thing he thought of was to poison his precious Tang Sect hidden weapon, rather than sell it to supplement his family income. There are traces of poor people suddenly becoming rich overnight and spending lavishly, but Tang San directly cut off the clues from the root. Zhu Wu sighed inwardly.
Revenge still depends on oneself!
"Thank you Grandpa Jack, Uncle Jerry." He still expressed his gratitude to Old Jack's family.
"As the village chief, this is what Grandpa should do." Old Jack shook his head. After comforting him, he changed the subject and continued, "Xiao Wu, calculate the time. The steward of the Spirit Hall should come to our village in the next few days to help preside over the Spirit Awakening Ceremony."
"You are old enough, so you have to participate this time. As for the pig slaughter, you should wait until the Spirit Awakening Ceremony is over. The Spirit Awakening is a big event. If you are lucky enough to awaken your soul power, it will be a great joy."
"It is better not to kill when a happy event is approaching."
Superstition exists in every world. Zhu Wu sighed and nodded obediently.
After exchanging pleasantries, he said goodbye and left.