My skills have special effects.

Chapter 2 Hope
The footsteps quickened with his thoughts, and after a while, Lin Yan came to a simple wooden one-story house, and there was the sound of reading from a distance.

"Gentlemen are respectful, how dare you hurt them, females admire chastity, males are good..."

The plaque on the door reads "Muqing Study". It is a private school co-founded by wealthy households in Liuyingfang, and an old gentleman surnamed Li is invited to teach.

Lin Yan walked into the courtyard with ease, put the caramel in his arms, rolled up his sleeves, picked up the bucket first, and went two streets away to fetch two buckets of water in succession.

When the water came back, a group of ten-year-old children scattered out of the courtyard, and a circle of luxuriously dressed people surrounded the door.

Mr. Li was wearing a white coat, holding a copy of "Knocking the Lamp Collection", sitting in the courtyard drinking water.

"I met Mr. Li."

The old gentleman looked up at him: "Have you found any new ancient books recently?"

"I disappointed Mr. Li, I never found it."

Mr. Li looked disappointed, and he waved his hand to signal him to go down without looking at him.

Mr. Li's name is Li Muqing, and he is a member of the well-known Li family in Liuyingfang.

In the early years, it is said that he practiced martial arts, and he was quite famous. In his later years, he fell in love with Wen Dao, and taught classes here, mostly students from rich families.

Lin Yan had no money, so he copied and revised several masterpieces such as "Jiangjinjiu", "The Difficult Road to Shu", and "Climbing the High", and synthesized a "Knocking Lamp Collection", which was disguised as a fake ancient book bought in the market.

Then as a gift, Mr. Li was extra merciful, agreeing to let Xiaozhi stay in the study in exchange for cleaning the bookstore.

It was the one Mr. Li was holding.

It's a pity that literature in this world is just a small way, even if Mr. Li is such a lover of literature, when he saw these masterpieces, he just said: "Well written."

Otherwise, he would not be so embarrassed by copying poems and composing lyrics.

Lin Yan carried water into the house.

"Pot pot!"

With a cry of milk and milk, Lin Xiaozhi walked over timidly, pinching the hem of her clothes, with surprise on her face.

She was about three years old, the size of Xiao Douding, which only reached Lin Yan's calf, her clothes were very clean, even a little gray, and her hair was neatly combed.

His face was smeared with streaks of black mud like spider legs, and he couldn't see his original appearance, looking sloppy, but his big eyes, bright as morning stars, blinked and blinked, innocent and innocent.

"Xiao Zhi, thank you for your hard work."

Lin Xiaozhi shook her head like a rattle drum: "Everyone is fine."

Lin Yan rubbed Xiaozhi's little head.

Xiao Zhi is very smart, her IQ is comparable to that of a seven or eight-year-old child, her memory is very good, and she can understand the lessons in her study.And very well-behaved, even so well-behaved that it makes people feel distressed.

He took out caramel from his arms: "Xiao Zhi is so good, I reward you with candy!"

Lin Xiaozhi's eyes suddenly lit up, and she looked straight at the maltose.

When Lin Yan handed it to her, she still didn't believe it, and dared not reach out to take it: "Is this for me?"

"Let's eat, but I can only eat one now, keep two, and eat after dinner."

Lin Xiaozhi took the caramel carefully, instead of eating it herself, she raised the caramel above her head with both hands, raised her head and said crisply: "Guoguo, you can eat too!"

Her throat rolled slightly, apparently swallowing.

Seeing this timid look made Lin Yan feel a little sour in his heart.

"I've already eaten. You sit on the side and eat. I'll clean up first."

Gently picked up Xiao Zhi, let her sit on a high stool beside her, Lin Yan bent down, dipped a rag in water, and began to wipe the tables and chairs in the house.

Lin Xiaozhi stretched out her hand and twisted out a piece of caramel, wrapped the other two pieces carefully, and then put it into her mouth gently. Her eyes suddenly turned into crescent moons. Even though the mud was blocking her, she could still see that her whole face was beaming with joy. .

Lin Yan kept his hands in his hands, caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye, and sighed again from the bottom of his heart.

The mud was smeared on the face, smelly and wet, and Xiaozhi didn't even complain.

The sludge was painted by Lin Yan himself.

Every day before going out, Lin Yan would paint Xiaozhi with "sludge makeup".

Because Xiaozhi is so good-looking, carved in powder and jade, like a porcelain doll, she is a natural beauty.

However, in Ding'an, a dense and chaotic city, if a person looks good, especially a girl, not only is it not a blessing, but a disaster, a disaster.

In the major lifangs, there are many human traffickers who have been secretly active, focusing on the children of poor families, abducting and selling them to prostitutes, or rich families as slaves.

It was also for this reason that Lin Yan did not dare to leave Xiaozhi alone at home, and took her to Muqing's study every day. This place was run by wealthy households in Liuyingfang, and human traffickers generally did not dare to run wild here.

Not for reading, just for safety.

Wipe the tables and chairs vigorously, then sweep the floor, wipe off the dense sweat on the forehead, and then bend down to wipe the floor.

After working for more than half an hour, I really cleaned the inside and outside.

When I went out, I saw that Mr. Li had already left.

Lin Yan wiped off the sweat from his face, and hugged Lin Xiaozhi: "Xiao Zhi must be hungry, let's go back to eat."

His home is not in Liuyingfang, but Zhubofang, which is west of Liuyingfang, also belongs to Xiafang.

Compared with Mochifang, Zhubofang is relatively clean, but the unavoidable smell of excrement, urine and sweat, and yellow and white things that can be seen everywhere are still standard.

Walking along the way, in the messy and dilapidated alleys, some people squatted in the corner to shit, some lay on the ground and howled and begged, and some surrounded others and beat them with sticks. The chaos was extremely chaotic.

Lin Yan embraced Xiao Zhi, avoided other people as much as possible, walked through the streets and alleys, and finally came to a narrow alley.

"Huh? Someone!"

In the alley, a person happened to walk out in a dawdly manner, and met Lin Yan face to face.

This person has a ferocious face, and he is half a head taller than Lin Yan, so Lin Yan quickly avoids him.

The man didn't care either.

But just when the two were about to pass by.

"what?"

The man's bell-like eyes looked at Lin Xiaozhi who was in Lin Yan's arms.

Lin Yan's heart tightened, she protected Lin Xiaozhi, and walked into the alley.

He could feel a scorching sight, focused on his back, until he opened the door and closed the wooden bolt, and the sight disappeared.

"Guokuo, that person has been staring at me just now!"

Lin Xiaozhi suddenly said softly.

Lin Yan's heart skipped a beat, but he suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, the door is closed, no one can come in."

Putting Xiaozhi down to rest, he started to light a fire to cook, but he kept thinking about the look in that person's eyes just now, feeling uneasy.

Is that man a trafficker?
Can the broken door of my house stop those frenzied human traffickers?
His eyelids drooped, and the work in his hands was a little tense.

"Xiao Zhi, come to eat, I'll wash your face first."

Xiaozhi let out a cry, jumped over Xiaobu, closed her eyes and raised her head.

Lin Yan dipped a towel in water and wiped it carefully. As the sludge faded away, a little fairy-like face was revealed.

Jade-like skin, big aura-like eyes, beautiful nose and mouth, as delicate as a porcelain doll.

Her eyebrows and eyes were vaguely similar to Lin Yan's. At first glance, they were brother and sister, but one grew up in the sky and the other grew up in the world.

I don't know what a beautiful woman it is to cause such a huge mutation in the ordinary genes of his father Lin Mo.

Yes, Xiaozhi's mother is not Lin Yan's mother. Although they are brothers and sisters, they are half-brothers.

The room is very small, there is no room for a dining table, and the meals are placed directly on the stove.

Lin Yan moved the high stool directly, and sat by the stove with Xiao Zhi in his arms.

Brown rice with sauerkraut and tofu, a small bowl for nothing, Xiaozhi ate it with relish, but Lin Yan felt distressed.

While eating, he took out a letter from a small drawer next to the stove, and pulled out the letter.

This is the suicide note left by his father Lin Mo.

In this life, he was born in a commoner family. His mother died when he was seven years old, leaving him and his father Lin Mo to live together.

Four years ago, at the age of 13, he had a serious illness.

In order to raise medical expenses, his father Lin Mo had no choice but to participate in the ranking battle that year in exchange for settlement expenses.

Later, Lin Yan's illness was cured, but his father disappeared on the Dingwai battlefield, and there was no news of him.

Until three months ago, a group of bodyguards came to the door and sent Lin Xiaozhi and a suicide note, which not only stimulated him to awaken the memory of his previous life, but also let him know that his father was not dead at the beginning, and his fortune was extraordinary. daughter!
Opening the letter paper, Lin Yan read it again.

"My son Lin Yan, words are like words.

"When you see this, I should be dead. In the past four years, I have never wanted to go home to see you as a father, but what, what...

"Lin Xiaozhi is your half-sister. Although I don't like it, I can't bear to see her die innocently. I have no choice but to send her back quietly. You won't blame me, will you?
"Remember, don't try to find me, don't search for anything about me.

"I wish for my father's life, I just want you to live this life in peace, if something happens to you, I will die for my father!
"I can't accompany you anymore, I just wish I could see you for the last time, my son cherishes it, cherishes it..."

The love is sincere and the words are sincere.

Lin Yan had read this letter many times, and the entire letter was written quickly, obviously written in a hurry.

Lin Yan couldn't be sure if his father wrote the letter, because four years ago, his father Lin Mo was an illiterate gangster.

But Lin Xiaozhi's eyebrows and eyes similar to his can't be faked.

What happened to his father?
Based on Lin Yan's understanding of Lin Mo, it is impossible for him to say that he doesn't like his own daughter, unless this daughter is not what he wants to have.

And why did you tell him not to explore?What kind of danger is involved behind it?
"Dad, dad, you really left me with a big problem..."

After dinner, Lin Xiaozhi yawned repeatedly, and Lin Yan came out of the room after wiping her face and coaxing her to sleep.

This room was left by his father, Lin Mo. There are only two rooms, a stove room for cooking and cooking, and a sleeping room. There are two beds next to each other, which is extremely narrow.

Thinking back to the robbing of people in Hutou camp today, and the villain he met at the entrance of the alley, Lin Yan couldn't help feeling a strong sense of urgency.

He stood on the stove, and brought down a wooden box from the black smoke vent.

The wooden box is covered with rotten wood, and seven or eight mushrooms with red umbrellas and white stems grow freely among the wood.

Seeing that the mushrooms were growing well and in good health, Lin Yan was slightly relieved.

The poisons of this world are controlled products, and ordinary people have nowhere to buy them.

This is the red umbrella mushroom he bought from a mountain dweller. In order to prevent Xiaozhi from accidentally touching or eating these poisonous mushrooms, he can only cultivate them in the wooden box in the smoke vent, barely creating a warm and humid atmosphere. environment.

Reaching out and unscrewing a mushroom, it is bright red and looks really delicious.

He stretched out his hand to stroke the soil on the mushrooms, and laughed at himself: "Red umbrellas, white stems, after eating, lie on the board, this is a highly poisonous thing..."

Gritting his teeth, he stuffed the finger-long poisonous mushroom into his mouth, chewed and swallowed.

"It's a bit fishy, ​​the taste is good, the smell of chicken..."

After swallowing the poisonous mushroom, he focused his attention and opened the golden bodhi medal in his mind.

Naturally, he was not trying to die, but the special effects sublimated before the experiment.

As he gradually concentrated, lines of words slowly appeared on the Bodhi Gold Page.

basic information:

[Skill]: Devour (100%)
[Black Jade Bodhi]: The fruit of all wonders, the Mahayana of Prajna (current times 1/2)

Special effects:

【Black Jade Bodhi·Extreme Sublimation】: When a skill reaches 100% proficiency, it can be sublimated once.

[Swallowing · Detoxification]: Because you have tasted all kinds of poisons without dying, you have a body that is invulnerable to all kinds of poisons. Swallowing poisons can transform qi and blood to feed back to yourself.

As he focused on [Chemical Poison], he felt his stomach gradually becoming hot, as if a weak flame was rising.

This feeling is the same as when it was fully sublimated.

At that time, he seemed to have fallen into an illusion, devouring countless highly poisonous substances, his heart was broken, but he never died. In the end, his stomach burned like a raging fire, and the special effect of "removing poison" was derived.

[Detoxification] The special effect is obtained after the devouring skill is sublimated to the utmost.

Swallowing, to put it bluntly, is actually eating, and eating is a skill that everyone has.

Similar to running, jumping, attacking, defending, and even sleeping...

It is a basic survival skill.

It may be that a person grew up from a snack, or it may be that he was used to technology and hard work in his previous life. Among all these skills, only the proficiency of swallowing has reached 100%.

He also thought about the skills of defense and attack, and it would definitely be more powerful after being fully sublimated.

However, its skill proficiency is too low.

With his financial and physical strength, he couldn't support high-intensity training at all, so he had no choice but to give up, and temporarily chose to devour for the ultimate sublimation.

As the flames in the stomach became more and more intense, Lin Yan obviously felt a wave of heat rushing from the stomach to all parts of the body.

"call……"

A crisp and numb sensation permeated the whole body, making Lin Yan unable to help but make a sound.

He felt the muscles and muscles all over his body trembling slightly, as if the rain was coming after a long drought, greedily swallowing the heat.

"Ok?"

After a while, he felt the heat gradually weaken.

The potency of a red umbrella was too weak, so Lin Yan picked another one and put it in his mouth, the heat flowed again.

There were a total of eight red umbrellas in the wooden box, some big and some small. Lin Yan picked four of them and fed them to his mouth. Only then did he feel a sense of fullness and firmness in his body.

The tiredness of the day was swept away, as if there was endless energy.

Clenching his fists, I don't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that his strength was a little stronger.

Qi and blood, does it have something to do with martial arts?
There is martial arts in this world, not the fighting skills of the previous life, but truly extraordinary martial arts.

Like Geng Huwei from the rich rice line, he is as strong as a cow, and even five or six adults can't get close to him.

It is said that a powerful warrior can form an army alone, and a thousand troops can't be stopped.

The status of the warrior is also very high. A skilled and capable civilian like him can earn five or six hundred yuan at most in a month.

And any warrior, without much work, can easily earn three or four taels of silver in a month, as well as various extra money.

Lin Yan also thought about learning martial arts. Over the years, he either heard of or inquired about some opportunities for martial arts.

But either the price is high, or a contract of more than ten or 20 years has to be signed.

There are also free ones, and Tiger Head Camp teaches martial arts for free, and it is said that there are precious martial arts pills available, but it is a pity that they are close to death and have to sacrifice their lives.

A commoner like Lin Yan would not be able to find out more information.

"It's time to ask Mr. Li..."

Lin Yan took out a finished book from the cabinet next to it, titled "Mu Zhai Ji".

More than a dozen famous articles such as "A Fang Gong Fu", "Xia Ke Xing", and "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" were copied on it.

Mr. Li used to be a martial artist and was born into a wealthy family, so he must know where there is a better opportunity to practice martial arts.

He had already planned to use this as a gift to ask Mr. Li for advice.

He has tried his best to write silently these days, but it has been too long, and he can’t remember many of them. It was not until these two days that he finished writing silently and dried the ink.

"Send it to Mr. Li tomorrow, and ask him about martial arts practice."

(End of this chapter)