I don’t know how long 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.

My clothes and hair were completely soaked, as if I had just climbed out of the water.

My physical strength and mental energy were almost exhausted due to the intense pain.

But Zhang Rongfang still held on to his sleepiness and looked at his attribute column again.

Sure enough, the properties changed again.

‘Zhang Rongfang—Life 12-13.

Skills: Rejuvenation and Purification Time Talisman - Yue Shaping Talisman (perfection), Observation of Void Skills (first level of essence).

Available attributes: 0.’

"The life 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 where his hand was grabbing.

"Huh?? My strength has become stronger?"

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

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

"So, if you practice the Yue Xing Fu to perfection, your strength will increase?"

Zhang Rongfang has never heard of this statement.

However, he still knew that after entering the martial arts realm, one's strength increases greatly, and after entering the realm, the skin on the body becomes thicker and the defense is enhanced.

'Now it seems that I should have entered the muscle-strengthening level? According to what Senior Sister Zhao taught, muscle-strengthening is the first step to increase your strength.'

I got up and moved my hands and feet in the room.

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

There is no need to do anything else, just perform the thirty-two movements of the Yue type talisman, over and over again.

Time passes slowly, and the benefits of increasing vitality are gradually revealed.

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

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

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

Two pills a month. Zhao Dacong gave Zhang Rongfang his previous share in one go.

Picking up a blood-nourishing pill and throwing it into his mouth, a sour leather taste filled his entire mouth.

Zhang Rongfang endured nausea and swallowed hard.

Then he changed his clothes and scrubbed himself. Seeing that there was still time, he was ready to take a short rest.

Boom, boom, boom.

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

"My package?" Zhang Rongfang was stunned. He had not done anything else since he received his predecessor's body. He also had no ability to continue to submit articles to Goulan.

Who will send him a letter?

Confused, he stood 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 small box."

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

But no one knew that he was actually someone arranged by the current deacon at the Patrol Office a long time ago.

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

Looking at the package in front of me, the sender is unknown and unmarked, and the consignee is none other than Xiao Rong's apprentice, a man named Zhang Rongfang.

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

Zheng Zhonglin quickly placed the package on the small stool, moved his hands back and forth skillfully, and soon completely untied the entire package.

If it was someone else's package, he would naturally not dare to mess with it. Who knows what secrets he might find inside. With such a big taboo, he would not dare to mess with it.

But Xiao Rong's apprentice was strictly regulated by the superiors. He opened the bag and checked it, but it didn't matter.

Inside the package is a wooden box.

Zheng Zhonglin did not stop, picked up the tool and continued the next round.

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

"hiss!?"

When Zheng Zhonglin saw the thing for the first time, he took a deep breath.

money!!

A lot of money!!

What was placed in the black box was a stack of banknotes with a face value of one tael!

That thick stack was obviously intended for those who would use it, considering that the denominations were too large and would easily reveal their wealth, so they deliberately exchanged them for small-denomination banknotes.

Zheng Zhonglin has seen a lot of treasure notes on weekdays, but the stack in front of him, according to a rough calculation, 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 only costs ten to fifteen taels, 70 taels can buy six pigs!

Zheng Zhonglin swallowed his saliva and looked around. He quickly rummaged through the package and found another letter.

He looked at the stack of treasure notes and thought that the recipient of this box was none other than 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, put the letter away, and tied the package intact.

'Anyway, after taking the money, no one knew it was me. I dealt with so many people along the way, so why must it be me?'

'Even if that kid knew it was me and didn't have the support of the patrol officer, why would he fight with me!?'

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

But this time the amount was a bit large... which made him a little worried.

In the past, the people who stole things because of him were all guys with little background, and most of these Taoists tolerated it.

But this time, there was a little more money.

If Zhang Rongfang hadn't offended the Chen family and wanted to kill him by name, he wouldn't have been so bold all of a sudden.

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

"The landlord, Brother Zhang Rongfang, a disciple of Master Xiao Rong, is here to pick up the package."

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

"Here, take her out."

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

The weather is cold and cold.

At noon, Zhang Rongfang stood outside the letter room and felt a little chilly.

It's now more than November, winter has entered, and the temperature is getting colder and colder.

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

"Brother, this is your package."

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

There is a circle of wooden tables placed outside the letter room for the convenience of handing over and placing things.

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