The soft blue light was so dazzling in the eyes of Feng Bingwen, who had turned on his spiritual vision. He had almost soaked in the lake water. Feng Bingwen, who was about to go home, moved and swam along the place where the light shone.
Wow!
Along with the sound of splashing water, Zhong Bingwen emerged from the water. When he turned around, there was only vast water on all sides. He had already swam far away, and there was no human being around him.
In front of you is an island in the middle of the lake. Around this island, there is a green sea of lotus leaves that undulates with the lake breeze. The delicate lotus blooms on the water, and the full lotus seeds hang down, waiting to be picked.
"This is……"
Feng Bingwen was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that in his eyes, among the lotus pods, only one among them was the most dazzling, and only that one was valuable.
The child swam past the blooming lotus, ignoring the lotus pods waiting to be picked, and found an inconspicuous one in the lotus leaf pond. He saw the lotus pod with white light blooming in his eyes.
"This is it."
Feng Bingwen closed his eyes and entered a meditative state the next moment. He saw the "Spiritual Plant Encountered in the Lake" appearing in the records of the heavenly book, and he understood clearly.
Five days have passed since he prayed for the elixir to restore vitality to the elderly at home. He thought that some spiritual beast would bring him the elixir again this time, but it turned out that he encountered it himself.
He would not think that this was his good luck. This elixir was what he deserved. He estimated that if he had not prayed, he would most likely not have encountered it. Even if he had encountered it, it would have taken a lot of effort to get it.
How could my hands and feet be obtained so smoothly and smoothly like now?
It would be too strange if this kind of elixir was not protected by some spirit demon. In this huge world, he is not the only one with special eyes.
However, Feng Bingwen did not encounter anything that jumped out to block his way. This was the case until he left with the lotus pod.
However, when Feng Bingwen left for an hour and the new moon hung high in the night sky, huge waves suddenly rose up around this rarely visited island in the middle of the lake.
The surging waves crashed into the vibrant lotus pond. The red flowers were withered and the green leaves were in pieces. The original beauty of the lake turned into a mess in an instant, making it look quite desolate.
In the windless and rainless night sky, among the sudden huge waves, a green scale flashed away, and was quickly lost in the turbulent lake water.
cracking!
Suddenly, high in the sky, a fierce cry sounded, and a raptor that almost blended into the night, like a sword from a string, fell from the sky, fell into the lake, and rushed towards the location where the green scales were hidden.
The lake suddenly calmed down, but nearly half a quarter of an hour later, a splash of water exploded on the lake. Under the moonlight, I saw a handsome osprey holding a herring nearly three feet long in its claws, fluttering its wings and flying...
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At this time, Feng Bingwen had already returned home and was thinking about how to feed the two old people with the elixir he had picked.
"You can peel these lotus seeds and put them in when cooking porridge tomorrow morning. Don't waste these lotus pods. You can also tear them into pieces and boil water for them to drink."
Feng Bingwen, who was diligent and honest, planned with his fingers. After arranging everything for tomorrow, he took another look at his good deeds.
Two hundred and eighty
Well, he swam in the lake diligently all day today, and the amount of good deeds he gained was not as much as what he had done in a daze that day. I can only say that it was fate.
However, Feng Bingwen is not discouraged. The accumulation of good deeds is much faster than when he released a few birds and insects a few years ago. People can only be happy if they are content.
As for an extremely evil person like Ren Yazi, it is rare to find him. After all, it is a peaceful and prosperous age now. How can there be so many evil people who are so thoroughly evil that he can kill him.
After stabilizing his blood, Feng Bingwen fell asleep peacefully. Early the next morning, he got up, peeled the lotus seeds, and put them into the porridge. After the porridge was cooked, he picked up a bowl, served it, and lay on the bed to recover.
's grandfather.
"My dear grandson, you have worked really hard these days!"
Seeing his grandson pushing open the door and entering with porridge in his hands, the old man had already woken up a long time ago, but the old man, who could only lie on the bed and read a book because of his inconvenience, smiled.
"It's okay, it's just a small matter, as long as you can get better soon, grandpa!"
Feng Bingwen recalled, and then gave the porridge in his hand to the old man.
"Huh? Why are there still lotus seeds?"
The lotus seeds, which are the size of longan, are so conspicuous that it is difficult for the elderly not to notice them.
"Did you go swimming?"
The old man, who originally had a kind face, changed his color at this moment, and his face became as gloomy as a thunderstorm before a storm.
"No, I just walked around in the shallows and didn't go into too deep water!"
Feng Bingwen had no choice but to tell a white lie. He had actually considered grinding the lotus seeds into powder, but he felt that this might damage the hard-won spiritual effect, so he was prepared to be criticized.
Intend.
"Didn't I say that when I recover from my injury, I will take you to the village's pond?"
"But your injury won't heal for a while!"
Feng Bingwen muttered, which immediately made the wrinkles on the old man's face deepen. However, when he saw that the old man was about to have an emotional attack, Feng Bingwen suddenly shouted,
"Oops, I got up a little late today. I'm going to be late for school. Grandpa, I'm leaving first. Please drink your porridge slowly. The porridge is a bit hot."
After finishing speaking, Feng Bingwen didn't wait for the old man to respond, opened the door and rushed out.
After Feng Bingwen left, the anger on the old man's face quickly dissipated and turned into a look of helplessness.
"I am still old, and I am rejected by my grandson, alas!"
Feng Lingjun let out a heavy sigh. He remembered that day when he was knocked to the ground by those daring gangsters. He could only watch helplessly as his grandson was snatched away. Fortunately, the sky protected him and his grandson came back safe and sound.
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While thinking about it, the old man picked up the hot porridge in his hand and took a gentle sip. His somewhat sad face suddenly froze, and a warm current flowed into his chest along with the porridge water.
"Today's porridge is very fragrant. Is it because of the addition of lotus seeds?"
The old man didn't pay attention, but he couldn't help but drink a few more sips, and then he couldn't control it. Even though the porridge was still a little hot, he finished the bowl of porridge faster than before.
After he finished the bowl of porridge, he couldn't help but let out a soft sigh of relief. His whole body seemed to become lighter, as if he had broken free from invisible shackles.
"hiss!"
The next moment, the old man couldn't help but take a breath, so he felt a strong itching sensation suddenly coming from the injured area of his legs. He hadn't felt that kind of feeling for a long time.