"Eh? Wen Yi, are you feeling better so soon?" Wen Yi, who was thinking in the yard, saw a thin monkey walking in. This could be considered Wen Yi's only friend since childhood.
Monkey, the child of a tenant servant, didn't even have a formal name. He had lost weight since he was a child. His parents were very simple and just called him Monkey. He was called Monkey for nine years.
Although the monkey has spiritual roots, he is not even qualified to practice. Of course, he doesn’t know it himself. He is just a pariah. Who has time to test him? A servant is a servant. Want to practice? Don’t even think about it, you don’t have it at all.
Chance.
This monkey is quite loyal and often "stands up for Wen Yi". After Wen Yi was beaten up, the only thing his small body could do was to prevent Wen Yi from dying outside. Well, this small body can
It is already not easy for Wen Yi to carry him back. Of course, even if he has the ability, he would not dare to resist. It is very simple. How dare you, a servant, resist against a direct family disciple?
Well, that's right, Monkey's status is lower than that of Wen Yi, and he doesn't even have the courage to face up to the direct descendants of the family.
What a bullshit family. Wen Yi no longer had the cowardice in his heart, nor did he have any sense of identification with the family. Instead, he felt a vague hatred.
"Um...Monkey, are you sure you are only nine years old?" Wen Yi looked at the only child in the world who seemed to be familiar with his predecessor Wen Yi with a strange look.
"What do you mean? Wen Yi, I'm one year younger than you, not nine or something? Didn't you really get beaten stupid this time?" The monkey looked at Wen Yi weirdly, and it seemed serious.
I want to touch Wen Yi’s head.
"Go away! Don't move your hands or feet." Wen Yi pushed away Monkey's little hand, "Monkey, I'm only one year older than you, why are you so short? There's a big difference in stature between us, right?"
Wen Yi's memory of his predecessor was not very comprehensive, probably because it was relatively stupid. The monkey in front of him was only 1.5 meters tall, and his own height was even higher than 1.7 meters. He was just an illegitimate child with no status.
In the past two years, I can barely eat enough. Even if my father, a "rapist" whom I have no memory of, has the same excellent genetics as Yao Ming in his previous life, he is only ten years old, so he is still too tall.
If this is the case in the world of cultivation, then why is Monkey's height still in line with Wen Yi's psychological position for his age?
"Wen Yi, it seems that you are really confused. You are a monk. Is it normal for advanced warriors to grow in height? Are all the warriors in the family about the same as you?" Monkey said, of course, with a look on his face.
Wen Yi can still see his inferiority complex.
Wen Yi tried hard to squeeze his memory, but it seemed that he didn't have this basic knowledge. Forget it, he would know sooner or later. There is nothing wrong with being taller. At least it is in line with his height positioning in his previous life. Wen Yi subconsciously touched it.
Touch your little brother, oh, is this monk so awesome? Even this key part is so big? Haha! Interesting!
"Wen Yi, why are you giggling? Let's go quickly. We don't have much food at home. Let's go up the mountain to get some wild vegetables. Aunt Fen has borrowed a lot of things to nourish you." Monkey urged.
Hi! Poor woman, she is probably still working in the fields at this time. I am also a "great" monk after all, how can I let a weak woman support myself? Comrade Wen Yi is still very ambitious, digging wild vegetables
?Shit! Is that what a "great" monk is supposed to do?
"Anyway, I'm fine now. I just want to try my skills. Come on, Brother Monkey, I'll take you hunting. You'll have a good meal anyway, haha!" Wen Yi said with a smile.
"You..." Hou Hou looked at Wen Yi in surprise, looking dumbfounded.
No wonder the monkey was surprised. Even though the timid Wen Yi had broken through the warriors and had all the strength, he still didn't dare to go out...
That's not right! The monkey looked at Wen Yi in confusion, as if something was wrong. Wen Yi's tone seemed to be much smoother today, unlike before, where he stuttered and was submissive in everything he said.
"What? You look down on me. Today, I will show you my skills." Wen Yi seemed to be aware of his changes. Who cares, he is a fool and an illegitimate child. Who would care about his changes?
"Wen Yi, you'd better be careful. That young master Zhuang Yun is always wandering around the back hill with some of his family members. Don't run into them at that time. You..." Monkey looked at Wen Yi with some worry and said.
Zhuang Yun! Wen Yi repeated this name over and over again in his mind, as well as that arrogant donkey face, ***! His direct descendants always look for trouble to take it out on themselves, and this time they were even more ruthless and almost killed themselves.
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Of course, it was his original cowardly self. In the early stage of the warrior, Wen Yi had not yet adapted to his current body. Wen Yi was still unsure whether he could beat Master Zhuang Yun, who was also in the early stage of the warrior.
The problem is that this damn Young Master Zhuang Yun is very wealthy and has a lot of bad guys. He can gather a few accomplices every time. Although Wen Yi is not impressed by the "bad guys" who bullied him in his memory, his figure is similar to his own, to use a monkey's explanation.
Analytical logic must also be a monk.
***! If you don't understand, I will kill you sooner or later. The inexplicable hatred in Wen Yi's heart has dissipated the only trace of cowardice in his heart.
"It doesn't matter. The mountain behind is so big and there are only a few of them. I just need to avoid them for the time being." Wen Yi still felt it was safer and a good man would not suffer the immediate loss. "Forget it, I won't make it difficult for you. I'll go on my own."
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Wen Yi originally wanted to go to the jungle to get some game meat to exchange for some savings for his mother, but the food left at home was just a little bit of rice. Wen Yi felt a little sad when he looked at it. He was also a monk despite being a good person.
Ah, I can't even boil the pot at home...
"Stop!" Unexpectedly, Wen Yi just ran out of the stone road leading to the trial ground and was about to get into the jungle. A loud shout came out. This is a bit of an impression. Maybe after seeing a real person, Wen Yi can face the vague feelings before.
memory.
"Idiot, it's not bad. It's only been a few days and you're bouncing around again. Come on, brother, I'm in a good mood today. I'll give you some sweets, haha!" It's Zhuang Yun's No. 1 "Ma Zai" who came here. Last time,
It was because of this guy's fatal "cowardice" that he ended the life of that fool's predecessor.
"Brother Wangzai, I saw a red flower in the forest yesterday. It's very beautiful and has ten petals." Wen Yi pretended to go to the jungle to find something good, and stupidly followed Wangzai.
Said. In Wen Yi's vague memory, it seems that Young Master Zhuang Yun once took ten pieces of red flowers and showed off everywhere, what kind of elixir he got.
Damn! This fool actually dares to go to the jungle?
"Ten petals!" Wangzai, who had a look of disgust on his face and was ready to teach Wen Yi a lesson, finally reacted, and his eyes immediately lit up. This basic knowledge of cultivation is still very common. Ordinary spiritual herbs are not
There will be more than three leaves and ten petals, and 90% of them are elixirs. If it is a century-old elixir, it will be a big fortune.
"Wen Yi, where are you? Take me to see you." If there is a chance to make a fortune, Wang Zai certainly won't believe that a stupid guy will lie to him? It's rare that he even omits the title of "fool" and calls him Wen Yi. Name. Well, in his opinion, Wangzai, he has already given Wen Yi a lot of face.
"Okay, okay, Brother Wangzai, I haven't eaten candy for a long time, please remember to give me a few more pieces of candy." Wen Yi said stupidly while leading the way. Little brat, you are so tall. A kid who is only 18 years old and is still playing tricks on me? Damn!
Zhuang Yun and the gang of horses often tempted Wen Yi with sweets, and then took him to a deserted place and beat him up.
"Don't worry, Wen Yi, if it's really a good thing, I'll give you a few silver coins this time so you can eat as much as you want, haha!" Wang Zai said this, but he had already secretly cursed Wen Yi as if he were a piece of shit. This time, I'm so stupid, I still have three spiritual roots. How could someone as smart as me have five spiritual roots?
Wang Zai, who was very jealous, got angry when he saw Wen Yi. Well, he was glad that he didn't kill this fool last time and he had a chance to make a fortune.
"Where is it?" After walking around in circles for half an hour, Wangzi became a little impatient.
"We're here, right behind that big tree." Wen Yi pointed to a big tree not far away and said.
Wang Zai, who was following behind, passed by Wen Yi, and a short knife stabbed into the back of Wang Zai's neck like lightning.
"You...dare...to kill..." Wangzi looked at Wenyi who was still smiling in disbelief.
"Puff!" Wangzi fell to the ground, covering his neck.
"Little brat!" What's strange about Wen Yi is that it's his first time to kill someone, and he doesn't seem to have any strange feelings. Maybe it's because his predecessor subconsciously hated Wang Zai too deeply.
Come on! You can kill me, but I can’t kill you? Damn it, Wang Zai, he has avenged his dead predecessor.
"Is this the spirit stone? It's just five spirit stones." Wen Yi felt the spirit stones for the first time, and he didn't seem too excited. Maybe it was because the number was too small.
Wen Yi kicked Wang Zai's body into a nearby mountain stream, and muttered without concealing it, they all talked about killing people and robbing wealth in novels...
After practicing for two years, Wen Yi saw the spirit stone for the first time. He sneaked home and closed the door of his room. Wen Yi was ready to try the effect of the spirit stone.
"Whoosh!" Wen Yicai took out a spiritual stone from his pocket, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Ah! What's going on? Who? Who is it?" Wen Yi obviously felt something was wrong. Even though this was the world of cultivation, it wouldn't be so weird. His little dark room was empty. Where was anyone?
"What are you looking at? I'm hungry. You still have three spiritual stones in your pocket. Give them to me quickly." Suddenly a voice came out, startling Wen Yi.
Wen Yi has searched every corner of the dark room, but there is not even a cat. This sound...
"You poor guy, after all these years, you finally have a few spiritual stones, hurry up." The voice sounded again, and this time Wen Yi finally realized that the voice came from himself.
Wen Yi carefully inspected his body, and there was nothing on his body except a longevity lock. This longevity lock was the only jewelry given to him by his mother Yufen, who was frugal when he was very young.
My mother, Yufen, didn't have any money. She only spent three copper coins to buy it. What kind of good thing could it be? According to Wen Yi's previous life, it was considered a mother buying a safety lock for her son.
Could this be considered a decoration? It seems that the damn Zhuang Yun has the same padlock as his own hanging around his neck. Of course, Zhuang Yun's safety lock is made of purple gold, and his own safety lock... is copper-plated, right?
It was said to be the intention of his mother Yufen. Even though Wen Yi despised it, he still didn't take it off.
"Huh?" Wen Yi felt dazzled, and the little mouse on the carved surface of the longevity lock seemed to open its eyes.