The old man and the young man who were first attacked by the Ghost Thief King in the morning are no longer where they were.

Fan Ming could only pray that they would wake up and go home instead of being taken away by wild beasts.

As for Brother Deer...

Fan Ming searched the bush where it fell, but could not find it.

I can't help but feel a little sorry...

I promised to use the highest standard of cooking methods to comfort its soul in heaven, but now I can only break my promise...

After dinner, Fan Ming handed the few taels of silver he took out of his bag to Fan Li.

"Brother, didn't you go up the mountain just now? Where did this money come from?" Fan Li blinked and asked curiously.

"Who should have fallen on the mountain?" Fan Ming answered casually.

Fan Li rolled his eyes, "Who in the wilderness would bring so much money and drop it there?"

"That's not necessarily the case. Everything is possible."

Seeing that his brother was too lazy to fool him, Fan Li glared at him hard, but in the end he kept the money honestly.

With this money, the family's tight financial situation can be significantly improved.

Fan Li asked: "Brother, it's getting colder and colder recently. I think it will snow again in a few days. Do you want to buy two new quilts?"

"You make up your mind." Fan Ming thought for a while and then said: "Just buy whatever you need. Don't save too much. Our family will never go back to the past!"

Fan Li glanced at Fan Ming, then lowered his head.

I thought to myself: "Ever since I recovered from my injury that day, my brother has really seemed like...a different person."

These days, Fan Li has indeed felt a little uneasy in her heart. She always has a feeling that Fan Ming will leave her.

But as soon as she recalled what Fan Ming said that morning, her mood suddenly improved.

The little girl's mind is so uncertain.

Looking at his giggling sister, Fan Ming asked: "What are you giggling about?"

"Hey, it's nothing."

Seeing Fan Ming's confused expression, Fan Li felt a little pleasure from a small revenge.

Who told someone to keep lying to her these days?

Fan Ming thought for a while, but couldn't think of a reason, so he changed the topic to another matter.

"Xiao Li, do you want to practice martial arts?"

Fan Ming had this plan a few days ago.

As the saying goes, it is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish. Let Fan Li practice martial arts, so that she can master some means of self-protection, so that she will not easily fall into a situation where she is at a loss.

Fan Li was startled for a moment, then pointed at himself: "Me?"

"There are only two of us in our family."

Fan Li said in disbelief: "Can I also practice martial arts? But didn't my father say that only boys in our family can practice martial arts?"

Fan Ming said disapprovingly: "That's what my father said, not me. Now that I am the head of the family, I have the final say on these things. If you are willing to learn, I can teach you."

Under the table, Fan Li rubbed his little hands nervously, lowered his head and replied in a low voice: "This... I have never thought about this..."

"Then think about it now."

After being silent for a while, Fan Li raised his head and asked a question: "Is it too late for me to learn now? My brother started practicing martial arts when he was seven years old, but I am thirteen now. Is it too late?"<

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Fan Ming nodded and replied: "It's a little late, but it's not too late."

"If you start learning now, you can develop your internal strength, but your future achievements may be more limited."

There is no restriction on internal martial arts in this world. Only boys can learn it. Girls can also develop internal strength.

For example, there were several female generals in the history of the Daqing Dynasty, and almost all of them were innate warriors.

If you count the previous dynasties, there are even more.

Thinking of this, Fan Ming also joked: "Maybe our sister is a one-of-a-kind cultivation wizard. Maybe this small village can even produce a world-famous female general!"

Fan Li blushed and gave Fan Ming an angry look!

Fan Ming points to that.

He put away his joking attitude and asked seriously again: "Do you want to practice martial arts?"

This time Fan Li did not hesitate again and answered with a very firm look: "I want to!"

"Okay, come to the yard with me."

"Our family's internal boxing is called Tonglianquan, and the founder is..."

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An hour later.

Fan Ming sat hesitantly on the steps of his home, looking at the bright moon in the sky with melancholy eyes.

Why?

Is this reasonable?

The cultivation talent that Fan Li showed just now crushed the pride in Fan Ming's heart to pieces.

What is the concept of a beginner who has just learned to imitate, and after just three complete Tonglian Quan exercises, the first internal force is generated in the body?

In my memory, my predecessor studied with his father for two days and practiced Tong Lian Quan dozens of times before the first internal force was generated in his body.

In this way, it can be regarded as a middle-class appearance in this world.

Fan Li can probably be called a genius among geniuses.

He couldn't help but wonder, was Fan Li really his father's biological child?

Why is Fan Li such a monster when they are obviously a family?

Could it be that the gene has mutated?

Fan Ming really couldn't figure it out, so he could only sit under the moon and feel sad alone.

Fan Li on the side was still immersed in the joy of practicing martial arts, completely unaware of his brother's melancholy.

It's just that Fan Ming was melancholy, but he didn't feel envious or jealous because of it.

First of all, a normal person would not be jealous of his sister.

Second, he is not a normal person...

At first glance, this may seem contradictory, but if you think about it carefully...

Who in their right mind would have a book in their head?

And this book is no ordinary book either.

In Fan Ming's heart, even if someone was willing to exchange the strongest cultivation talent in history for the old almanac, he would not agree.

Fan Ming shook his head, getting rid of all the messy thoughts, then stood up, and finally reminded Fan Li a few points to pay attention to before letting her practice on her own.

The saying about high IQ is that the master leads you to practice on an individual basis.

The argument for low IQ is that Lu Fanming will not be able to give much guidance after that.

Because he is just a third-rate warrior.

With Fan Li's talent, it would only take three months, and he would probably be able to break through from "lower" to third-rate...

After completing the task of leading the door, Fan Ming returned to the house.

Light the oil lamp.

He placed several things he touched on the Ghost Thief King's body on the table.

A jade ring, an ancient book, a roll of parchment and a few small porcelain bottles.

Follow normal logical reasoning.

In addition to money, the things that the Ghost Thief King, as an innate warrior, would carry with him should be the most important thing to him.

Therefore, although Fan Ming complained about the "meager" value of the Ghost Thief King before, he did not have a contemptuous attitude towards these things in his heart.

He will definitely study it with the most seriousness.
Chapter completed!