Siheyuan: Sap is the last word

"System space? Inheritance?" He Yudong rubbed his temples, trying hard to recall what happened before he fell into a coma.

"Ding! Inheritance is completed! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the peerless martial arts: the Powerful Vajra Palm!" The system's voice sounded at the right time.

The powerful Vajra Palm? He Yudong's mouth twitched. Why does this thing sound so... rustic?

"System, are you sure this thing is useful? Are you kidding me?" He Yudong expressed his doubt.

"Ding! The Vajra Palm is one of the 72 Shaolin Kung Fu skills, and it is extremely powerful! The host only needs to practice diligently to become a martial arts master!" the system explained seriously.

He Yudong rolled his eyes. A martial arts master? Who still practices martial arts these days? It would be better to learn more skills and find a good job.

"System, is there any quick way to achieve success? For example, direct initiation or something like that?" He Yudong asked lazily.

"Ding! Host, you wish! This system rejects all cheating behaviors!" The system rejected it mercilessly.

He Yudong sighed, it seemed that he had no choice but to practice. He got up from the bed, stretched his muscles, and felt full of strength.

"This powerful Vajra Palm seems to have some effect." He Yudong thought to himself.

Just then, the door was suddenly pushed open and Banggeng ran in with a look of horror on his face.

"Master! It's bad! Jia Zhang is here!" Bang Geng said breathlessly.

He Yudong frowned. What was this old hag doing here again?

"Let her in." He Yudong said.

After a while, Jia Zhang rushed in angrily, pointed at He Yudong's nose and cursed: "He Yudong! You have no conscience! Where did you hide my stick stem?"

He Yudong sneered, "Aunt Jia, Banggeng is my apprentice now, so of course I have to be responsible for him."

"Be responsible? You are responsible for nothing! You just want to take over my dick!" Jia Zhang shouted.

"Aunt Jia, please be careful with your words! Banggeng is your grandson. He will be sad if he hears you say that." He Yudong said coldly.

"Bah! I don't care whether he is sad or not! He stole my money, he is just a little bastard!" Jia Zhang cursed bluntly.

He Yudong looked at Jia Zhang's shrewish appearance and felt disgusted. This old hag was simply unreasonable!

"Aunt Jia, let me say it one last time, Banggeng is my apprentice now, and I will educate him well. If you dare to harass us again, don't blame me for being rude!" He Yudong said in a cold tone.

Jia Zhang was frightened by He Yudong's aura. She didn't expect that He Yudong, who had always been cowardly, would dare to speak to her like this.

"You...you dare to threaten me?" Jia Zhang said in a timid tone.

He Yudong sneered, said nothing, and slowly raised his right hand, with a faint golden light glowing on his palm.

When Jia Zhang saw He Yudong's actions, she turned pale with fright and ran away.

"Master, was that the powerful Vajra Palm that you just used?" Bang Geng looked at He Yudong with admiration.

He Yudong touched Bang Geng's head and said with a smile: "Yes, this is the Vajra Palm. I will teach you in the future."

When Banggeng heard this, he became very excited.

In the next few days, He Yudong began to teach Banggeng martial arts. Although Banggeng was young, he had a high level of understanding and quickly mastered the basic moves of the Vajra Palm.

He Yudong looked at Banggeng's serious expression and felt relieved. Perhaps, reforming a naughty child is not an impossible task.

One night, He Yudong was sleeping when he suddenly heard a noise coming from outside.

He quickly got up, walked to the window, and saw a large group of people gathered in the yard, making a lot of noise.

"What's going on?" He Yudong was confused.

He opened the door and walked out.

"He Yudong! You bastard! Get out here!"

A sharp voice came from the crowd.

He Yudong looked in the direction of the voice and saw Jia Zhang standing in the middle of the crowd, pointing at his nose and cursing.

"Ms. Jia Zhang, what are you doing here again?" He Yudong asked with a frown.

"What are you doing? You still have the nerve to ask me what I'm doing? My stick is missing! You must have hidden it!" Jia Zhang screamed hysterically.

He Yudong was stunned. The stick was gone?

He quickly turned his head to look at Banggeng's room and found that the door was closed and there was no movement inside.

His heart sank, and an ominous premonition came over him...

He Yudong felt like he was being spun in a washing machine, his head spinning and his internal organs all twisted into a mess. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on a hard wooden bed, covered with a rough quilt.

"Hiss..." He just wanted to move, but all the bones in his body seemed to fall apart, and he gasped in pain.

"System, damn it, what's going on?" He Yudong roared in his heart.

"Ding! Inheritance is complete! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the peerless martial arts: the Powerful Vajra Palm!" The system's cold voice was emotionless.

Vajra Palm? He Yudong was stunned. Why does this name sound so familiar? Wait, this can't be...

He sat up suddenly and slapped the wooden table beside the bed.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the wooden table shattered and wood chips flew everywhere.

He Yudong stared at his palm, stunned. Damn, this power is too great!

"System, you want me to become a martial arts master!" He Yudong said excitedly.

"Ding! The host's main task is to transform the stick, please don't put the cart before the horse." The system ruthlessly poured a bucket of cold water.

He Yudong then remembered that he still had a naughty apprentice who needed to be reformed. He walked out of the room and found Banggeng squatting in the yard, chewing a steamed bun with gusto.

"Banggeng, come here!" He Yudong shouted.

Banggeng looked up and saw He Yudong. He was so frightened that the steamed bread in his hand fell to the ground.

"Master...Master..." Bang Geng said stutteringly.

He Yudong walked up to Bang Geng and looked down at him. He was now much taller than before, and his whole body was full of strength and momentum.

"Bang Geng, from today on, I will give you devilish training and train you to be a man who can stand tall and proud!"

Bang Geng was so frightened that his face turned pale when he heard this. Although he didn't know what the devil training was, he knew it was definitely not a good thing just by hearing the name.

In the following days, Banggeng began his "hellish" life. Every day before dawn, He Yudong would drag him out of bed and do various physical training. Running, push-ups, sit-ups... Various projects took turns to torture Banggeng to death.

"Master, I...I can't take it anymore..." Bang Geng said breathlessly, his clothes soaked with sweat.

"You have to do it even if you can't! How can a man give up so easily!" He Yudong said mercilessly, "Keep going!"

In addition to physical training, He Yudong also began to teach Banggeng the powerful Vajra Palm. This martial art is extremely powerful, but it is also very hard to practice. Banggeng practiced the palm technique against a tree stump every day, and his palms were worn out and bleeding.

"Master, I...my hand hurts so much..." Banggeng said with a sad face.

"It's right to hurt! How can you see the rainbow without going through the wind and rain? If you want to become a master, you must pay the price!" He Yudong said coldly.

Under He Yudong's "devil training", Banggeng's physical fitness and martial arts have improved significantly. He is no longer the skinny little boy, but has become strong and powerful, and his eyes have become more determined.

However, Bang Geng's personality has not changed much. He still likes to steal and lie.

One day, He Yudong discovered that Banggeng had stolen the neighbor's chicken.

"Bang Geng, you stole things again!" He Yudong roared.

Bang Geng was so frightened that he trembled all over, and immediately knelt on the ground, crying, "Master, I was wrong, I will never dare to do it again..."

He Yudong looked at Banggeng kneeling on the ground, his heart burning with anger. He grabbed Banggeng by the collar and lifted him up.

"Do you know that stealing is illegal? Do you know how much harm it will bring to others?" He Yudong shouted.

Bang Geng lowered his head and dared not speak.

He Yudong took a deep breath and tried to control his emotions. He knew that beating and scolding would not solve the problem.

"Banggeng, tell me, why did you steal things?" He Yudong asked in a slow tone.

Bang Geng hesitated for a moment and whispered, "I...I want to eat meat..."

He Yudong was stunned for a moment, then he understood. Banggeng had been lacking love and care since he was a child, and he had not had enough food or clothes, so he developed the bad habit of stealing.

"If you want to eat meat in the future, just tell me and I will buy it for you. But you must never steal anything again, okay?" He Yudong said.

Banggeng raised his head and looked at He Yudong, his eyes full of gratitude.

"Master, I understand. I will never steal anything again." Banggeng said seriously.

He Yudong touched Banggeng's head, feeling relieved. It seems that reforming a naughty child is not impossible.

However, just when He Yudong thought that Banggeng had finally turned over a new leaf, something unexpected happened...

One night, He Yudong was sleeping when he heard a commotion outside. He got up quickly, opened the door, and saw that the yard was full of people, all holding sticks and looking aggressive.

The leader was none other than Jia Zhang!

"He Yudong, you bastard, what did you do to my grandson?!" Jia Zhang pointed at He Yudong and cursed.

When He Yudong woke up again, he found himself lying on a hard bed, covered with a thin quilt. The room was dimly lit and the air was filled with a musty smell.

"System, what's going on? Wasn't I receiving the inheritance in the system space?" He Yudong asked in his heart.

"Ding! The inheritance has been completed! The host has obtained the peerless martial arts: Eight Methods of Stunning! And also obtained the special skill: mind reading!" The system's voice sounded in his mind.

Eight methods of hitting with a club? Mind reading? What the hell is this? He Yudong was confused.