Such a taste, how could Feng Bingwen not know what was good for him? The sensation in his body made him abandon all his worries. His eyes shone as he looked at the small red fruit in his hand, brought it to his mouth, and ate it one by one like grapes, finishing it off in no time.
Feng Bingwen swallowed a total of twelve Vermilion Fruits. He felt an immense heat spreading through his chest and abdomen, intense yet exceptionally comfortable, making him feel warm all over, like basking in the winter sun, an indescribable sense of ease.
However, this wonderful feeling gradually dissipated after a while. After it disappeared and calmed down, Feng Bingwen looked at the windowsill, but there was no trace of the Purple-tailed Spirit Bird.
Seeing this, Feng Bingwen was not disappointed. Such a spirit bird could not stay by his side forever. However, his gaze quickly returned to himself, examining the changes in his body.
"I seem to have more energy now!"
Feng Bingwen clenched his fist, and whether it was his imagination or not, he felt that he was stronger. He pressed his fist against the headboard of his bed, but there was no mark. It was not like in those novels where swallowing a spiritual object would unintentionally leave a clear palm print on the bricks.
"It doesn't seem like anything has changed?"
Feng Bingwen pondered this carefully, but soon a flash of inspiration struck him. He remembered something, quickly sat cross-legged on the bed, held his breath and concentrated. Countless rays of light appeared, and the Heavenly Book emerged.
Name: Feng Bingwen
Good deeds: zero
Evil Deeds: One
Good deeds and evil deeds remained unchanged, but under his control, the Heavenly Book turned a page.
Record of good deeds
Good deeds reduced by one hundred, sparrows carrying vermilion fruit.
"Phew~"
On the bed, the child slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, a smile appearing on his face. All the pent-up frustration in his heart dissipated, and he felt relieved. His spirits quickly lifted.
"The Heavenly Book, the Heavenly Book of Good and Evil!"
Feng Bingwen's tone was filled with barely suppressed joy. More than six years, almost seven years had passed, and he had finally discovered the purpose of this book that seemed to have existed since his birth.
"Wait a moment!"
With the Heavenly Book as his guarantee, Feng Bingwen was now 100% certain that the vermilion fruit brought by the sparrow was beneficial and harmless to him. However, due to his caution, the sparrow had to run back and eat one to verify that it was harmless.
What a waste!
The child's face showed distress, as if he had just lost money and was heartbroken.
However, Feng Bingwen's expression quickly changed, and he could no longer care about his previous caution, because he clearly felt that there was energy surging in his body, in his limbs and bones. This energy gathered in his chest and abdomen, constantly condensing, causing the child's face to distort slightly.
Bloated!
But the next moment, Feng Bingwen's expression changed again, because after the energy in his chest and abdomen had condensed to a certain extent, it actually poured straight down and quickly fell into his lower abdomen...
Bang!
At this moment, Feng Bingwen could no longer stay on the bed. He jumped out of bed like a whirlwind, put on his shoes, and dashed out of the room like the wind, rushing towards the outhouse. This feeling was all too familiar.
"Wen'er, you need to get up so early..."
The old woman, who had gotten up early and was preparing farm tools, saw her grandson suddenly dart out of the house. Just as she was about to say something, she saw him run into the outhouse, so she smiled, shook her head, and said nothing more.
After a long while, the old woman, who was about to go out to the fields, saw her grandson return from the outhouse with a wrinkled face, pinching his nose, and looking disgusted.
Did you eat something that upset your stomach?
"Ugh~"
Feng Bingwen didn't have time to answer his grandmother's question. He let go of the little hand that was pinching his nose, bent over and dry heaved, while breathing in the fresh morning air with its misty spray.
"It really is the young master!"
The old woman wasn't surprised to see her grandson behaving this way. Her grandson had always been different from others; he was exceptionally clean, and going to the outhouse was like torture for him. This time, he probably didn't have time, otherwise he wouldn't have gone to the outhouse.
"Grandma, I'm alright!"
After recovering, Feng Bingwen waved to the old man who was about to go out to the fields, indicating that he was alright. Seeing his grandson's rosy complexion and seemingly more energetic than before, the old man felt relieved, picked up his hoe, and went out.
"Ugh~ It stinks!"
After watching the old man walk away, Feng Bingwen couldn't help but gag and consciously gasp for breath, as if trying to expel the foul air he had inadvertently inhaled earlier.
Just as his grandmother knew, he would not go to the outhouse unless necessary. When he felt the urge, he would find a secluded place to dig a hole, pick clean, large leaves, then relieve himself, and finally cover up the traces.
As for that disgusting feeling just now, it wasn't because he went to the outhouse. Although the gas in his stomach came suddenly, he still had time to dig a hole.
However, what came out of his stomach this time was extremely foul-smelling. He almost fainted after accidentally taking a sniff. He never expected that defecating would be like this.
However, after the nausea subsided, Feng Bingwen felt as if all the filth in his body had been expelled, and he felt a sense of clarity and comfort throughout his body, as well as a refreshed and invigorated state.
This experience further convinced Feng Bingwen that the Vermilion Fruit he had eaten was no ordinary thing.
He began to pay attention to the changes in his body, and after several days of struggling, he unsurprisingly came to the conclusion that he was still an ordinary person and had not gained any extraordinary power.
However, there were also some changes. The first was his appetite. The food at home was no different from before, but Feng Bingwen found it much more delicious than before, and his appetite increased day by day without him even realizing it.
Secondly, there's sleep. Even if I slept for five hours straight, I would still feel sleepy when I woke up at cockcrow, as if I could never get enough sleep.
But now, once I fall asleep, as long as I calm my mind, I will quickly drift off to sleep and wake up naturally before the rooster crows. Even if I sleep less than usual, I feel refreshed and not tired at all. After a day of running around outside, I feel energetic and full of vitality.
In less than six months, Feng Bingwen grew taller and soon surpassed his peers, becoming the tallest in the village. His robust physique made the villagers unable to resist asking the elders in Feng Bingwen's family what good things he had eaten.
At this time of year, Feng Bingwen's grandmother would beam with joy, saying that her grandson was simply growing up and had developed a good appetite, which was why he was growing so fast.
Most of the villagers didn't believe it. Their own children played with that scholar's grandson, so how could they not know the truth?
Six months ago, that kid was a sickly frail man who could be frightened by wild ghosts if he went for a stroll in the fields. Now, in just six months, he's become as strong as a calf. The idle men in the village can play around with him and can't even beat him in an arm wrestling match. If there wasn't some kind of trick to it, I'd never believe it even if you beat me to death.
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