Chapter 8, Calf

Heavenly Book, the Book of Good and Evil

However, after this wonderful sensation lasted for a while, it gradually dissipated. Once it faded away, Feng Bingwen's gaze turned towards the windowsill, but there was no trace of the violet-tailed sparrow to be found.

After watching the old man walk away, Feng Bingwen could not help but retch, breathing heavily as if he wanted to expel the foul air he had inadvertently inhaled earlier

Feng Bingwen's tone was filled with uncontrollable joy; after more than six years, nearly seven years, he finally discovered the purpose of this book that seemed to have existed since the moment of his birth

In just under six months, Feng Bingwen's stature grew remarkably, quickly surpassing his peers and becoming the tallest in the village. His robust physique prompted the villagers to eagerly seek advice from the elders in Feng Bingwen's family about what good food he had consumed

At such times, Feng Bingwen's grandmother always beams with joy, saying that her grandson is simply at the age of growth, with an increased appetite, which is why he is growing quickly

The gentle breeze calmed down as Bingwen waved his hand to the elderly man preparing to head out to the fields, signaling that he was fine. Observing his grandson's rosy complexion, which seemed even more spirited than before, the old man felt reassured and set out with his hoe.

Record of Good Deeds

Evil deeds: 1

Wait a moment

The nature of good deeds and evil actions remains unchanged, yet under his manipulation of consciousness, the heavenly book turned a page

Seeing her little grandson behave this way, the old woman was not surprised. Her grandson had always been different from others since he was young, particularly fond of cleanliness; every time he went to the latrine, it was as if he were being punished. This time, it was likely that he was short on time; otherwise, he would not have gone to the latrine.

With the assurance of the heavenly book, Feng Bingwen can now confidently assert that the red fruit brought by the bird is beneficial and harmless to him. However, due to his caution, he forces the bird to return and consume one fruit to verify its safety

That kid was as frail as a sickly person six months ago, and even a stroll in the wild could scare him by a ghost. Yet, in just half a year, he has surprisingly become as robust as a young bull. The idlers in the village play with him and even struggle to win in arm wrestling against him. If there isn't some trick to this, I wouldn't believe it even if you killed me.

Grandma, I am fine

What a young master!

It seems that there hasn't been any change

Swelling

The child's face displayed a look of frustration, akin to that of a person with little savings suddenly losing money, filled with deep sorrow.

On the bed, the child slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, a smile appearing on their face, as all the pent-up frustration dissipated, leaving a sense of relief, and their spirit quickly became invigorated

Nausea

Good deeds diminish by one hundred, while the sparrow carries the red fruit

This experience further confirmed Feng Bingwen's belief that the red fruit he consumed was not an ordinary item

Feng Bingwen had no time to respond to his grandmother's words, releasing the small hand that pinched his nose, he bent down and retched, while taking deep breaths of the fresh morning air filled with moisture

Have you upset your stomach?

Good deeds: zero

In such a state, Feng Bingwen was no longer aware of what was appropriate; the sensations in his body made him abandon all reservations. With his eyes shining, he looked at the small red fruit in his hand, brought it to his mouth, and ate it one by one, like eating grapes, finishing it off in just a few bites.

At this moment, Feng Binwen could no longer stay in bed; he leapt out of bed, put on his shoes, and dashed out of the room like the wind, rushing towards the outdoor toilet. This feeling was all too familiar.

However, once the feeling of nausea subsided, Feng Bingwen felt as if he had expelled all the impurities from his body, experiencing a sense of clarity throughout his being, feeling completely at ease and invigorated.

"Wen'er, why are you up so early..."

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However, there have also been significant changes. Firstly, regarding appetite, the meals at home have not changed much compared to before, but Feng Bingwen finds that they taste several times better than before, and his portion size has unknowingly increased day by day.

Name: Feng Bingwen

Wasteful

Most people in the village are generally skeptical; how could they not know the details when their own children play with that scholar's grandson

Secondly, there is sleep. In the past, even if I had slept for a full five hours, upon waking at the crow of the rooster, I would still be bleary-eyed, as if I could never get enough sleep

He began to pay attention to the changes in his body, and after several days of turmoil, he concluded, without any surprises, that he was still an ordinary person and had not gained any extraordinary powers

I am suffocating from the smell!

However, very soon, Feng Bingwen's expression changed dramatically, and he could no longer afford to be entangled in his previous caution, for at this moment he clearly felt the energy surging within his body, with the energy gathering between his chest and abdomen, continuously condensing, causing the child's face to slightly contort.

As his grandmother understood, he would not go to the latrine unless necessary. When he felt the urge in his stomach, he would seek an uninhabited place to dig a pit, gather clean, broad leaves from trees, and then relieve himself, finally covering up the traces.

But now, after a good sleep, as long as one is calm and focused, they will quickly enter the realm of dreams, naturally waking up before the rooster crows. Even if the duration of sleep is shorter than usual, one still feels refreshed and invigorated, with hardly any fatigue. After a day of bustling activity outside, one is full of spirit and energy.

After a considerable amount of time, the elderly woman, who was preparing to go out to the fields, saw her little grandson returning from the dry toilet, his small face scrunched up, pinching his nose, and looking utterly disgusted

Seeing this, Feng Bingwen did not feel disappointed; such a spiritual bird could hardly remain by his side for long. However, his gaze quickly returned to himself, exploring the changes in his body at that moment

Feng Bingwen was deeply contemplating, but soon a moment of inspiration struck him. He recalled something and quickly sat cross-legged on the bed, holding his breath and focusing his mind, as billions of rays of light suddenly appeared, revealing a celestial script.

As for the recently experienced nauseating feeling, it was not due to using a dry toilet. Although the pressure in his stomach came on suddenly, he still had time to dig a pit

Bang

However, this time the excrement he produced was excessively foul-smelling. After accidentally inhaling a whiff, he nearly fainted from the stench. He never expected that this occasion would be so unbearable.

An elderly woman, who had risen early and was preparing farming tools, looked at her grandson who suddenly dashed out of the house. Just as she was about to say something, she saw her little grandson rush into the dry toilet, and she simply smiled and shook her head, choosing not to say anything further

Feng Bingwen, who swallowed a total of twelve red fruits, felt an infinite warmth spreading within his chest and abdomen. It was intense yet exceptionally comfortable, his entire body warm and cozy, as if basking in the warm sun of winter, bringing an indescribable sense of contentment

Feng Bingwen clenched his fist, and he couldn't tell if it was just an illusion, but he felt that his strength had increased somewhat. He pressed against the headboard of his bed, leaving no trace whatsoever, unlike those novels where, after swallowing a spiritual object, one would inadvertently leave a clear palm print on bricks and stones.

But in the next moment, Feng Bingwen's expression changed again, as the energy in his chest and abdomen, after gathering to a certain extent, unexpectedly poured straight down, quickly settling into his lower abdomen

It seems to be more vigorous