The sandbag I had tied before felt much lighter, so Jia Huan untied it, poured some sand in again, and then continued to tie it up and prepared to go out for a jog.

Aunt Zhao lifted the curtain and came in, bulging her eyes and scolded, "Didn't you say you understand? Why are you still tied up this thing? Remove it for me!"

"I understand my mind, but my body is much lighter. I have to float to the sky without binding heavy objects! It's all for you to drink talisman water for me, aunt!" Jia Huan smiled and gave me a thumbs up.

"Nonsense! I only hear people hanging book bags on weekdays, but I have never heard of hanging sandbags? Remove them quickly, otherwise you will be killed!" Aunt Zhao picked up the feather duster on the table and tried to beat them.

Jia Huan flexibly avoided it and Liu Liu got out of the crack in the door.

"Little bastard, come back!" Aunt Zhao hurriedly chased her, and the mother and son ran around in the yard.

After half a cup of tea, Aunt Zhao couldn't hold on anymore. She threw away the feather duster, held her waist with one hand, and gasped, "Behave, a bastard who is trying to kill you! If you run away, you are not allowed to leave the yard, otherwise you will not be given food to eat at night. Did you hear that?"

"I heard it." Jia Huan waved his hand without looking back, and tied his legs with a sandbag weighing ten kilograms, but he was still as light as a swallow.

Aunt Zhao stared at her son's back and finally returned to the house angrily, found the talisman paper given by Ma Daopo, and burned all the fire. After eight to nine days, there was no effect! This deceiving woman!

After running around the courtyard for more than fifty laps, he felt that his muscles and bones were moving. Jia Huan walked to the wooden stake to practice boxing and feet.

In less than three months, the wooden stakes had been smashed into dents, and there were many cracks under the texture. I first made a few straight punches, then a few uppercuts, Jia Huan made a step, and a side kick. There was a crisp sound when I heard a crack. The wooden stakes that were thick on the adult's thigh were kicked off, and the wood residue was splashed everywhere.

Que'er, who was standing by, covered her mouth and exclaimed. Oh my god, what if he kicked such a thick wooden stake out, what if he changed someone? He must be dead! Master Huan San is only seven years old this year? How powerful should he be over time? This whole weapon that can walk!

Thinking of this, my seventy-sixth fear of my master turned into ten.

Jia Huan closed his legs and pressed the qi in his dantian. His heart was almost in a state of fire. After refining muscles and bones, it was time to refine the internal organs. Only by practicing both the inside and the outside can the body become stronger. However, the so-called internal organs are not the internal energy in martial arts novels, but the use of toxins to destroy their internal organs over and over again, allowing them to regenerate over and over again, thus making the most fatal weaknesses of the internal organs invincible.

In this way, what you will eventually get is a new body that is extremely perfect from the inside out.

Outsiders call this supernatural power "Immortality", but Jia Huan thinks it is more appropriate to call it "rebirth". If not, how could he come to the Red Chamber?

However, poison is definitely not easy to find in the Jia family. He is also a concubine's son, so he may cause trouble for himself when he mentioned it a little. He can only find some common poisonous flowers and weeds that ordinary people don't know but are common. So the Jia family is really well greening, with all kinds of strange flowers and plants, and there are countless poisonous ones, which provide him with great convenience.

He studied medicine in his previous life and lived alone in the wild for more than ten years. In addition, his body was invincible. Jia Huan had never eaten any poisonous weeds. After a rough glance, he found several highly toxic plants in the yard.

Acacia beans, whose name seems sweet, contain a fatal toxin, red bean, which can damage the activity of the ribosome after accidentally ingestion, causing symptoms such as nerve excitement, swelling, spasm, renal failure, retinal bleeding, and extensive internal organ damage.

Because of its strong toxicity, Daffodils are called the "Crown of the Yin King" by Socrates. After accidentally ingesting the bulb, they will have a shocking paralysis effect on the entire nervous system and cause heart paralysis.

Oleander, one of the most deadly plants in the world. It only takes a leaf to kill an adult. Even if it only has very little contact with tender branches, flowers or berries can kill people.

Jia Huan wandered around in front of several poisonous weeds, as if he was admiring, and then waved his hand to Que'er, "Get me a dish of pastries, I'll take a break."

Que'er agreed and walked away.

Jia Huan pulled out many love beans from the pile of rotten leaves, twisted a few, wiped them with his sleeves and swallowed them into his stomach. The rest was put into purse, picked a piece of oleander leaves and chewed them, and dug a few daffodils to take them back to the house to raise them, and then ate them when needed.

When Queer came, he saw him squatting on the ground and digging soil. Thinking that he might like the flowers blooming beautifully and wanted to take them back, he put the pastry on the stone table beside him and went back to the room to get the flower pot.

Jia Huan picked up a few of the bulbs with very developed roots and dug them out carefully. After that, he walked to the water tank under the corridor to wash his hands. When he turned around, he saw a slutty man who was eating his pastry blatantly.

Jia Huan was tired and took poisonous weeds again. He needed to replenish a lot of energy for his body. How could he bear it? His eyes immediately turned red, and he walked over with a grin on the corner of his mouth and asked lightly, "Who is going to move my things?"

When he met the blood-stained eyes of the man, the servant shrank for a moment and shouted, "Your name is not written here, why can't others eat it?"

"Do you know who I am?" Jia Huan examined his clearly scared but still forced expression, his eyes fixed on his red and swollen nose, gray face and dark purple nails. These are all signs of severe heart disease.

"I know, I'm just a little bastard! What kind of master's name is? I'm really afraid of you?" The servant pulled his lips, as if he wanted to laugh, but failed.

He was obviously afraid of death, but he still wanted to arouse his anger, and there must be fraud in it. Jia Huan smiled playfully. He was just bloodthirsty and suffered from mild mania, but it did not mean that he had an IQ problem. He knew that this was a pit dug by someone else and kept jumping down.

Squeezing the anger that surged in his heart, Jia Huan smiled faintly, reached out and moved the pastry closer to him, twisted a piece into his mouth to chew, completely despising the servant as if nothing had happened.

Seeing that he was so calm, the servant was completely different from the rumored reaction. He was a little stunned for a moment. After a moment of being stunned, he quickly grabbed the plate and stuffed the remaining pieces of pastry into his mouth. Should he be crazy this time?

"You, mom, are looking for death?" Jia Huan's eyes were red.

The servant looked more and more domineering, and shouted with pastries in his mouth, "I just ate it, how can you stand for me? Come and hit me?" As he said that, he rolled up his sleeves and pushed Jia Huan's thin chest.

Jia Huan is stable in the lower plate, so how could he push a weak person? He stood still in the original place, his red eyes scanning up and down, as if he could see through the soul.

The servant couldn't hold on anymore. In the winter, a thin layer of sweat suddenly emerged from his forehead.

I felt that the toxin I had just eaten was experiencing, and bursts of severe pain came like a tide. There were also familiar heat flowing like a magma, flowing through the eight extraordinary meridians, destroying all the cells in the body one by one, and rebirth them in the red flame. Jia Huan put his almost crushed fists into his cuffs, but his face was not visible at all. He intimidated, "Do you push me again?"

"Just try it, can you beat me to death?" The servant's voice trembled slightly, but his hands were not vague at all, and he pushed hard a few more times.

Seeing Que'er coming over with a flower pot, Jia Huan laughed in surprise and slowly fell to the ground under his push.

Que'er quickly threw down the flowerpot, lifted up her skirt and ran wildly. When she ran closer, she saw that the little master's lips were black and his face was pale. He was as angry as if he would die at any time.

The guy couldn't figure out why he fell down and was not the other party. He saw that his situation was miserable and he was not as if he was pretending. He was shocked for no reason and covered his chest and trembled.

Que'er explored Jia Huan's faint breath, stood up and pulled his neck and shouted, "It's not good, kill me! Come on!"

Mrs. Wang "she happened to visit Jia Huan". When she heard the sound, she was happy and said it was done. She hurriedly hid a smile on the corner of her mouth and rushed in with a worried look.

Aunt Zhao's expression changed drastically, and she ignored the etiquette and left her mistress to run wildly into the backyard. She just heard Que'er say that her son was fine and she was acting very normally. She was serving flowers and plants, so she dared to let her wife go and visit her. Why did she kill someone again in the blink of an eye? Is it really the reincarnation of Tiansha Lone Star?

She had never thought that the one who fell down would be her son. Because Jia Huan's crazy increase in force in recent months made her believe that only her son would kill people, but she would never be beaten.

When she entered the backyard, she found that her son was lying on the ground. She was stunned for a moment, and then she shouted shrillly, "Huan'er is not good! Hurry up, go and hire a doctor! Which god can kill me?!"

Mrs. Wang was very surprised and stunned for a while before wavering to Jin Chuan, "Go and invite doctor!" After saying that, she glared at Zhou Rui's family secretly.

Zhou Rui's family was so sad. The one he found was obviously a porcelain man. He suffered from severe heart disease when he was urinating and crawled over at any time. He finally grew up to the age of seventeen or eighteen and was waiting to be buried. After taking such an errand, he exchanged a person who was bound to die for 200 taels of snowflakes. His whole family was so happy that he patted his chest and promised to do the things he must do. Why is the situation completely reversed now?

Mrs. Wang was also pounding in her heart, thinking to myself, could it be that Jia Huan could see something and instead of him? He was a brainless person. At this moment, he was not only smart, but also became ruthless, but also practiced brute force. He really couldn't tolerate him! Just wait for the doctor to come and check the truth and falsehood, and then think of a way to eradicate the disaster once and for all, otherwise she would be so close to Baoyu every day that she would be unable to sleep or eat.

Everyone carried Jia Huan into the house with all their might. Aunt Zhao roared and asked the servant to pay his life. After all, she was persuaded by Madam Song, and asked someone to put him in the woodshed. When the master came back, he investigated it to the end.

Surrounded by a group of strong women, the servant's eyes flickered over. Zhou Rui's family spat secretly and cursed in his heart: If you should die, you will never die. Now you are dying. It's useless!

Mrs. Wang followed Aunt Zhao into the house, and when she turned around, she made a silence gesture.

Zhou Rui's family understands it.

The matter was so violent that it soon reached Jia Mu's ears. The old lady was tilted on the kang and rubbed her temples, her tone was quite impatient, "Why did Brother Huan have something wrong again? Last time I was beaten by a servant, and this time I was beaten by a servant again. My Jia family's bloodline was ruined again and again, which was a rebellion!"

Mrs. Xing, who was accompanying her, smiled and said, "When you go up and down, you can see who is not going well, will the servants just rush to run?"

This was too straightforward, but it was the same reason. Jia Mu knew that Mrs. Wang had a kind face, but in fact she hated this concubine's son. She didn't ask him to go to school on weekdays, but was confined to copy Buddhist scriptures in the Buddhist temple. After that, the servant took him to play wildly, saying something exciting to say about how noble the legitimate son is and how humble the concubine's son is. Just tell him to grow into a despicable and gloomy and disgusted person, and he will never have a great future in the future.

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Thinking of this, Jia Mu felt depressed and glared at Mrs. Xing, who was gloating, waved her hand at Yuanyang, "Go to the warehouse to bring some medicinal materials to Brother Huan to send. When she met her wife asked her to return the signs in the mansion to me. The back house was so chaotic because she was mediocre and incompetent. Since she couldn't control it, don't worry, and leave it to Feng Yatou in the future."

The mandarin ducks took the order and left.
Chapter completed!