In his life, since he was born and sensible, the one who beat him the most in the Luo family was the ugly man, which is his so-called father. Of course, he never recognized the ugly man as his father.

As for the others, including Master Zeng Li, they were ignored by Robert.

Mi Xiaojing supported Robert.

"Master, give me a pack of injury medicine."

"You're not seriously injured, you'll be cured for a few days."

Mi Xiaojing shook his head with a wry smile.

"Master, you will know when you come and see it."

Master Zeng Li came to Robert and Mi Xiaojing lifted his torn clothes. Zeng Li couldn't help but take a breath.

"Why is this family... so cruel!"

The injuries on Robert's body scared Master Zeng Li. How cruel it takes to be so hard to beat him like this. He was really beaten to death. This child was not beaten to death. He was really lucky.

The village chief's face changed when he looked at it. The people in Fenglin Village were still very simple and kind. He shook his head and said, "I didn't expect that Lao Luo was so cruel. This is his grandson!"

"It is because of the people at home that they are so cruel. Forget it, since we have left the children, this matter will end here." As Master Zeng Li said that, he took out a small bottle and poured out a big broad bean pill. After thinking about it, he poured out another pill and said, "Can you use it?"

Mi Xiaojing's eyes showed a glimmer of surprise. This pill was a good thing.

"You can use it, take one pill orally, and wash the wound with one pill with hot water."

Master Zeng Li nodded in agreement.

"Yes, it's better to give this child full first, otherwise you won't be able to take a medicinal bath."

The village chief looked very eyebrow and said, "There are still left with steamed buns and steamed buns, let my wife make them."

"Boil more hot water." Mi Xiaojing picked up Robert and said, "I'll take you to dinner."

Robert nodded vigorously, but his face was stiff, and he wouldn't laugh at all when he grew up.

After a full meal, fortunately, Mi Xiaojing was still experienced and did not let Rob go and eat. It was obvious that the little guy was so hungry that he could definitely hold him to death if he let go.

After dinner, the village chief's wife had already burned a large wooden bucket of hot water. Mi Xiaojing gave Robert a pill of injury medicine, and then soaked him in hot water. In the hot water, he put another pill of injury medicine. This medicine was taken internally and externally, and the effect was extremely effective. It was a more famous injury medicine in Xiyanmen.

After Rob entered the barrel, his tense spirit relaxed, and his frown brows also stretched out. The power of the medicine was emitted, making him feel much better and no longer suffer severe pain.

After a moment, the little guy fell asleep. Mi Xiaojing was guarding the side and added some hot water from time to time. This time, healing the wound must have enough time to allow the injury medicine to soak in the body.

This medicine is worthy of being the secret medicine of Xiyanmen. After this healing, Mi Xiaojing can confirm that Rob's body will not leave any hidden injuries.

After soaking for three hours, adding hot water several times, it was finally time. Mi Xiaojing took Robert away. The child was very light and carried Robert to the kang and wiped it with a coarse cloth. During this period, Robert glanced at Mi Xiaojing in a daze, and then fell asleep with confidence.

This was probably the most reassuring moment in Rob's life.

Mi Xiaojing poured out the potion in the wooden barrel, then sat on the kang and started practicing at night.

Because he saved Robert, Mi Xiaojing discovered that the effect during practice was obviously better than usual. The mystery of this made Mi Xiaojing very surprised when he woke up in the morning. Because he was still young, he didn't know why.

As usual, I got up in the morning, washed up a little, then punched two times in the yard, and then climbed directly to the roof, facing the rising sun, absorbing the purple air of the dry sun.

After all, practice is just a matter of water grinding, and it can only grow steadily over time.

However, Mi Xiaojing is a little different because he owns the Yanbao Wanzi Mantra, which affects him anytime and anywhere, making his cultivation speed quite fast. But he himself does not know. The most important point is that Mi Xiaojing has a deep nature. Because he has been influenced by the Zhenyan Ban, his qualifications for cultivation are very good.

When he returned to the room, Robert had already sat up, but Mu stared blankly at the corner of the wall.

Mi Xiao passed by and sat on the edge of the kang.

"Little guy, does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore, thank you brother!"

Robert pulled the corner of his mouth hard, as if he wanted to smile, but he had never laughed before because he had grown so big. His smile was really stiff.

Mi Xiaojing touched his head.

"From the future, I will follow my brother, well, my brother's name is Mi Xiaojing."

"Brother Xiaomi."

Mi Xiaojing didn't know why, but seeing Robert was like seeing his own shadow, alone. Even if Robert still had a home and relatives, he was even worse than himself than himself. He was even more lonely than himself.

"I have an old patchwork robe here, so I'll wear it first."

He took out the patchwork robes he had originally wanted to replace and put them on for Robert.

Compared to Mi Xiaojing, Robert's figure is too thin and looks similar to a five or six-year-old child. In fact, Robert is almost ten years old. He wears a patchwork robe and the hem of his clothes falls to the ground.

"I'll change it when I go back, it's too big."

Robert nodded vigorously and said, "Yes."

When Mi Xiaojing left, Robert sat quietly on the kang. He had never been so at ease. It seemed that he had really had an older brother who loved him.

The rent collection is coming to an end soon. Today we are going back to Xiyanmen. Mi Xiaojing followed Master Zeng Li to arrange the grain loading truck.

The eight big trucks were basically full. As the master who came to collect rent, Mi Xiaojing also received the offerings to him.

A small bun of white rice weighs about twenty kilograms, a bun of millet, two buns of dried red peppers, two buns of garlic, some soybeans, mung beans, and red beans, all of which are very small, just a few kilograms.

Since the caravan did not come, Mi Xiaojing directly exchanged his mountain goods to the village chief and exchanged them for some salt, coarse cloth, needlework, and two jars of vegetable oil. In addition, there were two pairs of cloth shoes made by the village chief’s wife. The mountain goods were actually not valuable here, and there were extremely limited things to exchange, but even so, Mi Xiaojing was satisfied.

Vegetable oil is not just for eating, but for the oil lamp at night. Without oil, there will be no light at night. This little oil is the treasure of rice.
Chapter completed!