Early in the morning, flood city.

The atmosphere of the grand commemoration last night was still permeating.

Last night, the lord of Hongshuicheng took the lead and held a grand parade for the city to send out heroic spirits. At that time, the whole city was brightly lit, and countless people were decorated with lights and holding various banners, walking on the streets, hoping to commemorate Li Dalang who "sacrificed for Hongshuicheng".

In a room in the medicine hall.

Jiang Li, who had woken up naturally, sat up from the bed, looked at the hole in the window that had been repaired by himself last night, and stretched.

"Why do you feel like I am the owner of the pharmacy..."

For some reason, the pastor’s attitude towards Jiang Li is getting better and better. Last night, he even gave Jiang Li an antidote that could last for almost a month!

Although he still talks with Jiang Li, he is completely different from the cold old man at the beginning.

Now, the pastor doesn't even let himself deliver the medicine bag! Even if he wakes up naturally, he won't come to urge him to work...

——Jiang Li even suspected that he was the real boss of the pharmacy!

After putting on his clothes, putting on his shoes, and after washing up, Jiang Li pushed open the door and stretched his waist toward the sky again.

It's autumn.

The wind blew, and the thin clothes could not resist the slight coolness. This faint chill was like ink dripping into the water. After entering the sleeves, the body was stained with the ever-diffusion of autumn, and the coolness filled the body.

It cannot be considered as a cold and bone-bone-bone cold, but it can also make people subconsciously wrap their clothes tightly and try to use this to resist the chill.

Jiang Li likes autumn very much.

Whenever autumn comes, Jiang Li will always stand quietly at the wind in thin clothes, allowing the rippling autumn wind to penetrate into his sleeves and touch his skin.

This coolness given by autumn easily made him feel relaxed in body and mind, and his thoughts were clear. After the autumn wind left, all worries seemed to leave with the chill that came and went...

——Of course, it would be better if you don’t have a cold.

Walking towards the lobby, Jiang Li, who was passing by the small yard, raised his eyebrows and said hello to Xiaozhu with his back.

"Xiaozhu, it's early."

Xiaozhu was concentrating on praising the insects. When she heard someone calling her, she was stunned at first, then turned her mind and looked at Jiang Li in surprise.

"As early?...It's already the time now!"

Listening to Xiaozhu's surprised words, Jiang Li laughed dryly, walked forward, and looked at the meat-eating pots who were praised on the ground and rolled.

"Xiao Zhu, why didn't you see the meat-eating pot that you praised yesterday that was so white that you spit out white silk?"

His eyes swept through the pitiful meat-eating pot on the floor. Jiang Li unexpectedly discovered that the meat-eating pot, which was almost the size of a baby's fist, did not seem to be here yesterday.

"Oh, you talk about it." Xiao Zhu smiled, took out a bamboo tube from her waist and handed it to Jiang Li.

Jiang Li subconsciously took the bamboo tube and carefully observed the inside of the bamboo tube, and found that there was a meat-eating pot with a vigorous red light lying inside.

It seems that

After this meat-eating Gu broke out of the cocoon, it only had a red light that became more vigorous and did not become transparent.

Xiaozhu held her chest with one hand and held her chin with the other hand, and said with a little puzzled expression:

"I don't know why, it is different from your meat-eating gu... After breaking out of the cocoon, the red light on its body became more vigorous and did not become transparent."

After saying that, Xiaozhu took the bamboo tube that Jiang Li handed back to her, squatted down and planned to continue praising the meat-eating insects on the ground.

She looked serious and kept muttering something, as if she was repeating some rules, constantly reminding herself...

——"Praise it until it shrinks into a ball! It sways everywhere! It swears when it suspects the insects! It sings when it spits white silk!"

Jiang Li was stunned at first, then laughed dryly, and left the small yard in shame.

Unexpectedly, a boss named Jiang was irresponsible and said a few casual words that were regarded as the norm by the founder of the way of praising insects!

...

Soon, Jiang Li came to the lobby.

As expected, the pastor was like usual, sitting in the old place in the lobby, constantly touching the medicinal materials without saying a word

"Pastoral..."

Just as Jiang Li opened his mouth and wanted to say hello to him, a burst of rapid footsteps came, which directly attracted the attention of the two.

"Is anyone?"

A little boy ran in panic, with an anxious expression, as if something urgent had happened.

"What's wrong?" The pastor looked at the little boy quietly and asked.

The little boy seemed to have grabbed the life-saving straw, and came to the front of the stage with a quick glance, and said hurriedly: "...Save me quickly! I have been scolded too much by my grandfather recently. He was the sound of him scolding me in my dreams. Am I going to die?"

The little boy looked anxious and began to describe his symptoms without realizing it. He seemed extremely afraid of these symptoms, and even thought that this was a sign before death.

However, the pastor just put down the medicinal materials in his hand lightly, with a calm expression, which contrasted with the little boy in front of him who was anxious and sweating profusely.

He nodded with a calm expression.

He seemed to have understood the little boy's symptoms and spoke directly about the treatment plan:

"This is an auditory hallucination caused by restlessness. Let me first remove the peeled Poria cocoon for you, then grind it into powder with half a liang of agarwood, and refine honey pills as big as beans, and then calm the spirit and calm the heart, which can drive away the horror..."

As he spoke, the pastor turned his head and looked at the various medicinal materials in the cabinet, muttering something.

It can be seen that only pastors can be "a thousand gold" for Jiang Li.

Jiang Li sighed helplessly, turned his head to look at the little boy: "I think your grandfather is indeed a bit harsh. Learning knowledge is a gradual cycle, and it is not just a harsh scolding..."

The little boy looked about ten years old. It seemed that his grandfather was extremely strict and even cursed him to the point where he had auditory hallucinations.

The little boy in front of him looked at Jiang Li in surprise, paused and said, "Grandpa taught me because I couldn't learn martial arts well, and it wasn't because I couldn't learn knowledge well."

Jiang Li was stunned, thinking.

It seems that this is a martial arts family, and the cultivation of martial arts has reached the point of "starting from the baby".

The little boy's eyelids slightly closed, thinking about his own experience, his expression became more and more frustrated: "I have already learned martial arts very hard, but my grandfather always said that I am too stupid, as stupid as a stupid pig..."

Jiang Li touched his chin and looked at the depressed little boy in front of him. A scene of the battle between the Bing Butterfly and the Yu Ling Tree Demon suddenly appeared in his mind.

After the strengthening of the power of wishes, Ice Butterfly can completely defeat the extraordinary existence with the strength of a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage, but there is little powerless to do with the existence with the strength of a cultivator in the Golden Elixir Stage.

——Ice Butterfly has no combat skills.

When facing the Yu Ling Tree Demon, Xiao Bingdie was almost beaten unilaterally and had no ability to resist at all. Jiang Li also made a plan at that time, that is, to let Bingdie learn martial arts and make up for the shortcomings in this area...

This is naturally not because Jiang Li wants to save some of his wishes.

...

Out of sympathy, Jiang Li kindly comforted the little boy for a long time.

It can be seen that the little boy was feeling much better after being comforted. He took the medicine handed to him by the pastor and smiled at Jiang Li: "Big brother, I really feel much better after being comforted by you, thank you!"

The little boy smiled innocently and turned around and planned to leave.

Jiang Li waved his hand and said that this was nothing.

"It's okay, you have to know that no matter what you do, you have to go step by step... Come on, I believe that in no matter how many years you will be able to touch the threshold of a third-rate warrior!"

Judging from the strength level of those group of studs, those who can reach the level of third-rate warriors are probably young people in their twenties. The little boy in front of him seems to be about ten years old. First, give him an encouragement that "you will definitely touch the threshold of third-rate warriors in the near future" to make him happy.

——With a visible and tangible goal, people can naturally persist for longer in the process of struggle!

The marathon athletes in Jiang Li's previous life often used the technique of "setting goals" to keep themselves alive.

A schedule of dozens of kilometers is indeed easy to scare people, but if this big goal can be broken down into small goals, then after achieving the small goal, they can get a positive motivation in time.

As the motivation is inspiring, the schedule is over.

The same is true for learning martial arts. Let this little boy aim at the strength of a third-rate warrior as his own, which will naturally increase his confidence in the future martial arts path...

However, things did not seem to develop as Jiang Li imagined.

The little boy had already walked out of the pharmacy, but after hearing Jiang Li's words of encouragement, he suddenly turned around and looked puzzled.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Li frowned slightly.

It's over,

Think about it carefully,

This goal seems to be a bit far away!

He is just a child, how can he directly aim for a third-rate warrior?...After about ten years, it is still too far away!

The little boy opened his mouth to say something, but looked at Jiang Li with a kind smile on his face, but he was speechless and was not spoken.

Hesitated for a while,

He blinked,

Still telling the truth.

...

"But, I'm already a third-rate warrior."

Jiang Li: “…”
Chapter completed!