Dressed as cannon fodder and robbed the protagonist's harem [Transmigration Book]

Hearing the news, the original body would probably be scared out of his wits. In the original text, Zhang Sicheng did have the capital to be proud. Unfortunately, now that Zhang Siqi is Fang Wenyi, he is more angry than worrying about Wu Gu, that mentally handicapped man. Zhang Sicheng is still happy with the news of his loneliness?

Thinking of this, he felt very uncomfortable seeing Zhang Sicheng, and opened the hand in front of him: "Zhang Sicheng, I ask myself that I have never had any trouble with you, why do you always trouble me?"

Zhang Sicheng laughed and looked in the direction of Jingyang Mansion: "Because you are Zhang Songyi's son."

"I'm my father's son, what's bothering you?"

Zhang Sicheng's eyes immediately became determined, and Fang Wenyi understood that this person's fondness for Zhang Songyi had never been broken.

"Because I don't want him to follow anyone but me."

"Zhang Sicheng!"

"Zhang Siqi!" Zhang Sicheng narrowed his eyes and warned him: "If you are sensible, I might spare your life in the future."

"Aren't you even going to let your mother go?"

"Mother? Huh." Zhang Sicheng smiled sarcastically: "That woman gave birth to me despite her inability to take care of her. She thought I would be grateful to her? She made me suffer and suffer enough. If I hadn't let me She went to hook up with Zhang Songyi, can she live a life of luxury?

Don't worry, as long as she is sensible, she can live a good life. "

He looked at Zhuang Chunzhen: "Let me be inferior to others as a poor student like him, huh, how is it possible?"

"Zhang Sicheng, is this your real thought?"

Fang Wenyi looked at him. He wrote about Sun's suicide in the article, but the reason was because she couldn't stand the stimulation. He didn't think about letting Zhang Sicheng intentionally kill Sun. Although Zhang Sicheng's childhood life couldn't be compared with what it is now, it was much better than ordinary people. However, in his eyes, everything about the Sun family was erased, and he didn't feel grateful at all.

"Of course, I have already repaid her kindness for birth, and I will naturally ask your father to repay her kindness for raising her. When I go to Jingyang Mansion, that is the time for me to repay him."

Fang Wenyi shook his head, he let out a long sigh, originally he only held the idea of ​​preventing Zhang Sicheng from forming a harem, but now it seems that he still has a lot to do.

"If Lang Che has become the young city lord, I really want to congratulate you. You should also be called the young city lord's wife, right? But your relationship seems to be kept a secret. Do you think Lang Che has other arrangements? ?”

Zhang Sicheng glared at Fang Wenyi with anger in his eyes: "Nonsense! The one who loves me is me, no matter whether he becomes the young city lord or not, he will not change!"

"Ha, is it? Then why is it that only I know about your relationship after so long?"

Fang Wenyi didn't care about the maddened Zhang Sicheng, and took Zhuang Chunzhen directly out of the academy. Tomorrow is the day to go home. It's still early, so maybe he can find a chance to refine medicine when he goes back.

However, when he returned to the city, Zhuang Zhenzhen dragged him around the drugstores in Canglang City. Canglang City was very lively, even busier than New Year's Eve. It seemed like what he saw, but Fang Wenyi still didn't hear any news about Wu Gu's confession, and was so angry that he just wanted to catch Wu Gu and beat him up.

After buying a bunch of medicinal materials and returning home, Fang Wenyi was paralyzed from exhaustion and completely lost the mood and energy to refine medicine. Zhuang Shuzhen sent the bought medicinal materials to the alchemy room, and then went directly to the pharmacy to pick some and put them there.

When Fang Wenyi came to see him for dinner, he saw that the pill room was full of medicinal materials, and he was stunned: "Are you making a big start?"

As far as he knows, the boss has only refined a dozen kinds of medicines at most so far. He roughly scanned the medicines prepared this time and there are at least sixty flavors. He didn’t set them carefully when he wrote the article, but I wrote that there are many treasures from heaven and earth in this world, and the more medicinal materials are used, the better the medicinal effect will be.

But the boss is only at the third level of cultivation now, is it really okay to use so many medicinal materials?Even the enhancement medicine he wanted to refine only used more than 30 kinds of medicinal materials.

"So many herbs, can you bear it?"

"Does Brother Qi feel sorry for these medicinal materials?"

Zhuang Chunzhen looked up at Fang Wenyi with an innocent face, Fang Wenyi curled his lips and rubbed his head: "I don't feel bad even if you put the whole Zhang Mansion in, I'm afraid you won't be able to take it with your small body!"

The boss lowered his head and washed his hands: "Brother Qi, don't worry, I promise I won't make Brother Qi homeless, let's go, go back to eat."

Fang Wenyi blinked, and it took a long time to realize that the boss was joking with him.

The next day, Zhuang Shuzhen got up early, and Fang Wenyi was also dragged up by him. Before going to the alchemy room, he specially prepared all kinds of food and tea for Fang Wenyi to ensure that he would not starve to death in the alchemy room. After entering the alchemy room, he honestly took root on the couch.

The boss is still a boss, and the way of refining medicine is still superb and pleasing to the eye. Fang Wenyi watched the boss refining medicine for a while, then opened the medical book and started to read, after reading for a while, he began to meditate again, and after meditating, he started to meditate drowsy.

It's not that he doesn't work hard. Although he can feel the resonance between the spiritual power of the outside world and the spiritual power of his body, his body's absorption has reached its peak, and no amount of spiritual power from the outside world can be poured into his body.

After Fang Wenyi woke up from starvation, he stuffed snacks to watch the boss continue to refine the medicine. He looked out the window and estimated the time. Usually, the boss would close the stall at this time, but today the boss is still adding the same medicinal materials. He looked at the medicine rack, and there were at least 20 kinds of medicinal materials.

The old man whose face hadn't changed for a long time after refining the medicine turned pale again. Fang Wenyi took half a bite of the snack and couldn't swallow it anymore. He threw the snack aside and never left the big guy.

Time passed very slowly, and the breath of the big brother became more and more unstable, so slow that Fang Wenyi wanted to interrupt the big brother again. He scratched his head anxiously, but seeing that there were only a few herbs left, he held back and persisted. After so long, he couldn't let the big brother's hard work go to waste.

Fang Wenyi didn't know if the medicine the big brother made this time was for himself, he just thought, even if it was poison, he would swallow it in one gulp, anyway, there must be an antidote, after taking it, let the big brother make the same medicine as last time Well planted, at least save a little trouble.

When there was only one kind of herb left, Fang Wenyi got up and prepared cloth towels, hot water, etc., and came to the big brother the moment the big brother made the medicine, and the big brother grabbed the two refined medicines in his hand, and watched He closed his eyes and fell down.

Fang Wenyi tossed the basin in his hand and hurriedly picked up the boss in his arms and hugged him to the couch, fetched a new basin of water for the boss to wipe the sweat off his face, until the boss woke up, Fang Wenyi hung him up My heart finally let go.

He raised his hand and slapped Zhuang Zhenzhen on the back of the head. The boss was a little dazed by the slap, and stared at Fang Wenyi angrily. , insisting on teaching him a lesson.

"Even if you want to poison me to death, you don't have to work so hard? You are only at the third level of cultivation now. Do you think you are a god? You dare to fight like this! You have to refine two at a time if you refine one. Useless, I will not take the medicine you refined!"

Zhuang Shuzhen looked at him for a long while, his face calmed down, and he couldn't see what kind of mood he was in. He stretched out his hand, and the two brown pills in his hand exuded a lustrous light.

"Open your mouth."

He looked at Fang Wenyi, and Fang Wenyi swallowed the air. The boss gave him medicine recently and he still didn't introduce the name of the medicine, but he would briefly talk about the efficacy of the medicine. The boss in front of him obviously didn't want to talk too much. After so long refining the medicine, Fang Wenyi felt frightened.

The boss's expression was determined, Fang Wenyi's words of begging for mercy stuck in his throat, hating himself for being so cheap, he lingered and sat on the couch, closing his eyes and opening his mouth to the widest extent.

A pill rolled into his mouth, and he was about to open his eyes but was covered by a small hand: "Meditate, meditate, no matter what happens, don't interrupt the meditation, and don't faint."

Fang Wenyi's heart was beating wildly. Hearing this was a big event. He wanted to take a look at the boss, but his eyes were tightly covered, and his eyelids trembled twice. He still decided to obediently follow the boss's words and suppress the doubts in his heart. down.

Soon, Fang Wenyi began to feel like needles were stuck in the blood vessels all over his body, and those needles were pierced into his meridians tightly, and none of them was let go.

His eyes were closed and his face was wrinkled due to the pain. His whole body began to sweat, and the sweat was mixed with gray impurities, which soon stained his clothes with countless gray spots.

The pain gradually intensified, and the meridians seemed to be forcibly stretched open, and the spiritual power that could not be poured in poured in one after another, squeezing out the impurities that originally occupied the space in the meridians.

Fang Wenyi gritted his teeth tightly, blood flowed from the seven orifices, and the pain spread all over his body, making him wish he could faint immediately. He remembered Zhuang Chunzhen's words in his heart, and kept his consciousness clear all the time.

He doesn't know what kind of medicine it is or what its effect is, but he knows that it took the boss a day to practice it, and even if there is pain, it must be good for him, so he must persevere.

This pain lasted for more than half an hour, and Fang Wenyi gradually felt better. Finally, the pain on his body disappeared. He opened his eyes and panted heavily, and saw at a glance that the clothes on his body had turned to gray. black.

Then he found that the spiritual power in his body had increased a lot, and it was running slowly and moderately in his body. This discovery made him very happy. He looked at Zhuang Shuzhen halfway through his smile and passed out.

When he woke up again, he found himself leaning against the big man's arms with a coat covering his body. The big man leaned against the wall and seemed to have fallen asleep. He sat up gently and moved his body, his whole body felt extremely relaxed No pain left.

He closed his eyes and felt himself. His meridians had really been expanded. It was really not an illusion. Although the change was very small, his cultivation level, which had been suppressed at the peak of the second level, finally broke through the third level.

Zhuang Chunzhen was awakened by his movement, sat up straight and rubbed her sore shoulders, Fang Wenyi looked at him and smiled from ear to ear: "Boss, what medicine did you give me?"

There was a moment of doubt about his name, Zhuang Chunzhen looked into his bright eyes, and said a few words lightly: "I call it Sumai Wan."