Fu Bao Ling Quan: I cried with regret after severing ties with my family!

"Let's try it with some crops!"

Lin Fubao left the yard and ran to the fields. It was springtime, and rice seedlings were being planted. Springtime in southern Hunan is characterized by continuous rain. This led to a landslide, and Lin Jianye went up the mountain to rescue people, sacrificing his life there.

In the rice paddies.

There are also rice seedlings left that haven't been planted today.

Lin Fubao grabbed a handful and threw them directly into the spiritual spring space. Inside the spiritual spring space, after the rice seedlings appeared, a paddy field automatically formed. Once formed, the spiritual spring water flowed into the paddy field, turning it into a waterlogged area.

The rice seedlings were automatically planted.

Simultaneously.

Numbers also appeared on the rice seedlings.

one day!

It can mature in a day.

"continue!"

Lin Fubao continued collecting, and a large rice paddy formed in the spiritual spring space.

moment.

There are three or four acres.

"That's about it!"

Lin Fubao didn't continue collecting; collecting too much would definitely arouse suspicion tomorrow. After collecting these things, Lin Fubao went straight back to the courtyard, then entered his spatial dimension. Looking at the spiritual spring, Lin Fubao picked it up and drank from it.

The spring water is sweet.

After drinking it.

It felt as if a surge of heat was spreading through my body.

"Strengthening Techniques!"

Lin Fubao sat cross-legged according to the body-strengthening technique in the esoteric arts and began to activate it.

can be seen.

The layers of black grime on Lin Fubao's body were washed away by the spiritual spring.

An hour later.

"So dirty!"

Lin Fubao jumped into the stream and scrubbed himself vigorously. When he came out, he noticed he had grown three or four centimeters taller. At twelve years old, Lin Fubao now looked to be over 1.6 meters tall.

"The Art of Escape!"

"Bang!"

Lin Fubao used his escape technique, and his body appeared with a bang a hundred meters away. After using it, Lin Fubao felt very weak, so he quickly scooped up some spiritual spring water and drank it. He drank about ten scoops before he felt a little better.

"It seems these seven arts cannot be used carelessly!"

Lin Fubao thought to himself.

"Let's practice strengthening exercises again!"

Lin Fubao continued practicing his body-strengthening techniques. A night passed, and it was almost dawn when Lin Fubao finally woke up. After waking, he took another shower and then went to check on the rice seedlings.

One night passed.

The rice seedlings have already sprouted heads.

The sycamore tree is already almost three meters tall.

The foxtail grass has also grown a lot.

At this speed.

Tomorrow, we can harvest.

After circling the space once more, Lin Fubao left.

In the courtyard.

"Try your strength!"

Seeing the millstone in the corner, Lin Fubao ran over and picked it up with both hands. The two-hundred-pound millstone moved with ease. Putting it down again, Lin Fubao was filled with excitement; overnight, his body had become much stronger.

If anyone bullies me.

One punch from him could probably knock down a cow.

"Gousheng, this is it."

Just then, a faint sound came from behind.

Lin Fubao crouched against the corner of the wall, looking outside. It was just before dawn, the darkest time of day. There wasn't a glimmer of light in the east; it was pitch black outside.

Lin Fubao could see two figures sneaking towards his house.

Lin Fusheng, the youngest son of my uncle's family.

The other person was Gou Sheng, a notorious hoodlum in the brigade. He often bullied people, refused to work, and frequently engaged in petty theft. Lin Fubao had been extorted by Gou Sheng twice when he was studying in the commune.

"Coming to my house at this time..."

Lin Fubao's eyes turned cold.

What did Lin Fusheng want with Gousheng?

That must be the money he had on him.

His father died, and his mother remarried. This twelve-year-old boy, with his nine-year-old sister, was the envy of everyone who had his money and food ration coupons.

But what angered Lin Fubao was...

The first one to arrive was my cousin.

"Fusheng, is your uncle here? He just came back from the army, he's really strong, and he might even have a gun on him!"

"Gou Sheng couldn't help but say."

"Don't worry, my uncle is a cripple. Last time I threw a stone at him, it hit his head and made him bleed, but he didn't dare say anything. As for Lin Fubao, he's only twelve years old and has a nine-year-old sick child to take care of. What are you afraid of!"

Lin Fusheng said in a low voice.

"Hehe...did your third aunt really give Lin Fubao a few hundred yuan?"

"Gou Sheng said excitedly."

"My father said it himself, how could it be wrong? This orphan is an ingrate; my father wanted to take him in, but he refused. I want to see if that cripple can help him keep this money while he's with Uncle Yao!"

Lin Fusheng said coldly.

"Same as always, once we get the goods, we'll split it in half!"

Gou Sheng said.

"OK!"

The two men, having agreed beforehand, stealthily made their way to Lin Fubao's courtyard. Lin Fubao quickly hid, but in the darkness, they couldn't see him hiding nearby and went straight to the gate.

He pulled a piece of metal from his pocket.

Gou Sheng gently slipped through the crack in the door.

Judging from Gousheng's expression, this is definitely not the first time.

The two of them didn't see it at all.

Behind them, Lin Fubao quietly stepped out and stood behind them.

"Squeak, squeak..."

A series of soft sounds arose, and Uncle Yao on the bed turned over and sat up. But he didn't shout; instead, he pulled a wood-chopping knife from under the mattress, which he had prepared before going to bed the night before.

He knew that Lin Fubao's money would definitely attract covetous eyes.

We need to be ruthless.

Today's wave scared them away, but others will come.

"How much longer?"

Lin Fusheng couldn't help but ask.

"Soon!"

"Snap!"

A crisp sound rang out, and the latch opened.

Gou Sheng gently pushed open the door.

"Bang!"

"Ouch!"

A scream of pain rang out. Gou Sheng had just pushed open the door when a machete fell, severing his hand. He rolled on the ground. At the same time, a flashlight beam shone. Lin Jiannong appeared, his face fierce. Gou Sheng lay on the ground, clutching his wrist, writhing, one paw dangling nearby.

Blood was gushing out!

"Uncle... Uncle!"

Lin Fusheng was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, his crotch immediately becoming wet.

"Fu Bao, why did you go out?"

Lin Jiannong saw Lin Fubao and quickly called out to him.

"Uncle!"

Lin Fubao was also startled.

"Shout it out quickly!"

Lin Jiannong Road.

"Thief!"

Lin Fubao's shout startled the entire village. The nearest house, Aunt Wang's, immediately opened its door, and Lin Jianping rushed out.

"What happened?"

A few minutes later, more and more people arrived.

"Fu Bao's house has been burgled! Go get the captain!"

"Go quickly!"

……

The scene became lively, and someone went to call the team leader. More and more people came to watch the spectacle. Fusheng, standing at the door, trembled with fear, while Gousheng, lying on the ground, was pale and clutching his wrist tightly.

"Fusheng, what's wrong?"

Lin Jianguo has arrived.

"Dad, save me! Uncle Yao chopped off Gou Sheng's hand!"

When Lin Fusheng saw Lin Jianguo arrive, he immediately tried to stand up.

"You bastard, where are you going!"

Lin Fubao kicked Lin Fusheng in the shin.

"Click!"

Lin Fusheng's leg was broken by Lin Fubao's kick. Seeing his uncle wield the machete, Lin Fubao immediately understood. If he didn't teach them a lesson today, how would he and his sister, along with their crippled uncle, ever survive?