Quick Wear: To get home quickly, do the task

The original owner was very angry!

Since he was saving people, couldn't he also save her after she was kicked out of the house by her family? It would be better than her being abused to death, right?

Didn't she come here to repay a favor? What kind of repayment was this? It should be revenge, right? Or the kind of revenge for killing her father and wiping out her entire family? Otherwise, she wouldn't have been harmed like this.

Yuan Feng opened the task panel.

1. Torture the man in white.

2. Kill the thugs who raped her.

3. Leave the Qin family openly.

Name: Yuan Feng

Mental power: unknown

Luck value: Unknown

Mission Completed: 16/20

Level: Intermediate Tasker

Points: 5750

Merit: 240

"The original owner was kind-hearted. She didn't even want to kill the man in white. She just wanted to torture him." Yuan Feng muttered.

"Sister, could it be that the original owner was not kind-hearted, but was filled with hatred, so she wanted to torture him to the point where he would be worse than death?" Little Branch asked tentatively.

Yuan Feng nodded, "You are right, I just thought it was too simple..."

At this point in time, it’s still some time before we can dream.

Yuan Feng, who was sorting out the original owner's memories, was interrupted by the sound of a door being pushed open.

"Shuangfeng, Mom is going to your grandma's house. You will make lunch today."

Yuan Feng nodded in agreement.

After the original owner's mother, Miao, left the room, Yuan Feng also left the room.

The original owner's house faced the street, and the two front rooms were used as the storefront for a grocery store. The two main rooms in the back were used as one for the original owner's parents to live in and one for entertaining guests.

There are two side rooms on the east side, one for the original owner and one for his brother Qin Shuanglin. The kitchen is on the west side, with a small patio in the middle.

Yuan Feng arrived in the kitchen and found that it was still early, so he boiled the auxiliary medicinal materials for practicing Vajra Gong before starting to cook.

"Little sister, I'm hungry. Is the meal ready?"

Qin Shuanglin started shouting as soon as he entered the backyard.

"it is done."

"Why does the kitchen smell so strongly of medicine? Is anyone at home feeling unwell?"

Yuan Feng ignored the question and instead typed out some food. "Eat quickly. After you finish eating, you can go to the shop and ask Dad to come over to eat."

The hungry Qin Shuanglin was attracted by the food and forgot about the smell of medicine in the kitchen.

Yuan Feng originally thought that the matter was over, but unexpectedly, Miao, who came back in the afternoon, directly pushed open her door.

"Shuangfeng, have you made the medicine? But what's wrong with your body?"

"......" Why didn't you knock before coming in? Fortunately, she hadn't started practicing yet, otherwise it would be easy to go wrong.

And Qin Shuanglin, that chatterbox, tells adults everything at the drop of a hat. Is he sick?

"It's nothing serious, just something like that, a stomachache."

"You can't just take random medicine for a stomachache. It has to be the right medicine for the condition. If it's not, it could easily lead to something bad happening. You're such a worrying kid. Also, where did the herbs come from? When did you get them?"

One question after another made Yuan Feng's head hurt. In the original owner's memory, the Miao family did not care about children so much, at least not this child of the original owner.

Miao asked so many questions simply because she thought she had some private money.

"Mom, I don't have money to buy medicine, so I just boiled some dandelions I picked on the roadside a few days ago and drank some water."

Miao looked at Yuan Feng suspiciously, "Really?"

"Really? Don't you know whether I have money or not?"

Miao actually believed this. It was really possible that Shuanglin, this brat, knew nothing and saw the problem.

"Well, you can't just make random medicine. But can Pu Tongying relieve pain?"

Of course not. Dandelion has many benefits such as clearing away heat and detoxifying, diuretic and swelling reduction, liver protection and bile promoting, but it does not relieve pain. She just found a plant that can be found everywhere to explain the matter of making medicine today.

"...I don't know if it's possible, but it won't hurt anyway."

That’s true. Miao turned and left the house.

As for my daughter's stomach ache...what's the big deal? Many women experience it...

Miao and the original owner's father were not that bad to the original owner. At least they would not beat or scold her for no reason.

But it’s not that good.

The original owner had always been at the bottom of the family since she was a child. Naturally, the good things and useful things were given to her parents and her brother who was the male heir first. Most of the sisters around her also came from families in the same situation, so she did not feel any resentment.

But when the original owner got into trouble and needed the support of her family the most, her parents' first reaction was not to ask their daughter what happened. Instead, when people around her despised the original owner, they immediately kicked her out of the house, fearing that the original owner would drag them down.

Even if the original owner did not resent his parents, he was still heartbroken.

This is also the reason why the original owner had the third wish.

Yuan Feng took the initiative to cook in the evening, but he put some sleeping pills in the food.

After the whole family fell asleep, Yuan Feng took out the medicinal herbs he had boiled in the morning from the space and began to practice the Vajra Kung Fu.

After one night, Yuan Feng reached the initial stage of body refining. He would not need to use medicinal herbs in his future practice, so he would not be easily discovered.

In the days that followed, Yuan Feng worked with Miao during the day and took time to practice at night.

Counting the days, it was almost the day when the man in white would appear. Yuan Feng released the little void beast and the little fox and let them go to the vicinity of the ruined temple to see what was going on.

In her previous life, the original owner knew nothing about the person the man in white asked her to save, except for his name, 'Chen Zikai'. She was a little curious at the time, but seeing the man in white's impatient look, she didn't dare to ask.

One day, while Yuan Feng was sleeping, a mist penetrated into his sea of ​​consciousness. The soul in his sea of ​​consciousness almost swallowed the mist directly by reflex. Fortunately, he remembered at the critical moment that this was a mission.

But he still had to immediately cover up his huge soul, otherwise he would probably scare the man in white to death...

It seems that this is the method used by the man in white to enter dreams.

It must be said that if she learns this method, it would be more satisfying to slap people in the face during missions in the future.

Yuan Feng did not resist, but watched and learned the entire process from the side.

A quarter of an hour later, the mist exited Yuan Feng's sea of ​​consciousness, and Yuan Feng had learned most of this technique. This method was somewhat similar to the pink mist of the little fox, but the little fox could only see other people's memories and roughly delete other people's memories at most, and could not weave such a detailed story.

The person who was casting the spell invisibly next to him was also visible in the system's view.

It's funny that the original owner didn't even know what the man in white looked like.

The man in white boasted that the original owner had saved his life, but in front of the original owner, his face was always covered with a layer of light mist.

But the one in the system's perspective shouldn't be the man in white, right?

It wasn't that she discovered anything, but that the man had a wretched face and was as thin as a refugee. Not to mention, he wasn't wearing white clothes, but a crooked gray robe.