Divine power! Good Root (adult novel adapted from anime)

"Uncle, are you sure this is going to work?" I asked with a mixture of anticipation and fear of being hurt.

road.

"Kid...Based on the ingredients of this medicine, it won't kill you, but do you really want to try it?"

My uncle spoke with a strange Shandong accent, put on his reading glasses and frowned as he answered, "God damn it, if I don't

I want to try it, but I still ask you why. The old man is dying to say that this thing is "so magical". He uses this thing to offer treasures.

Like...

Oh, I forgot to mention that my second uncle runs a Chinese medicine shop called Daxiaotang in Taipei.

This strange name is a family of ten steps away... What we are discussing now is a book that is placed under this mahjong table.

Years of broken books.

"Aren't you kidding your nephew? You gave me hope but you look so embarrassed..." I couldn't help counting

Fall down.

"Boy... I'm not saying that I worked so hard to get this book, but it's been more than 20 years.

The ineffectiveness of the book has nothing to do with my brand..." The old man, who was so irritating, was talking nonsense.

What does twenty or thirty years matter? Could it be that the book has an expiration date?

Oh my god! If I hadn't been having a lot of bad luck recently, I wouldn't have been talking to my second uncle about asking for a book.

Let’s not talk about this, let’s first talk about what went wrong…

Half a year ago, I was fired by the newly appointed female CEO. Not in bed, but under the table. Damn it.

Damn, I'm already 26 and 23 years old, but I was fired by my boss's daughter who is 6 years younger than me...

Angry.

Do you know why? Just because I accidentally saw her putting on her underwear while I was filling coffee in the panty room...

How to wear? I was looking for my lost breasts under the table, and when I looked up, I saw her naked butt.

Wear underwear!

Hello, hello...sister...this is the tea room...

Maybe, this is what is called an unexpected misfortune... no, it's an unexpected misfortune... Do you need to ask what misfortune a woman has?

This girl relied on her father's wealth, so I had to pack up and leave without saying a word the next day.

As if that wasn’t enough, four months ago, I broke up with my ex-girlfriend who had tofu all over her face.

She had been dating for a total of three years, ten months, six days and forty-three hours... Originally, it was not suitable for a handsome man like me.

She should be content and bored, but I didn't expect that she would secretly date a black man behind my back...

This... this... is a huge blow to me. A man over five feet tall, living to the age of twenty-five

Fourth, I was actually betrayed by this red-faced girl, who even started a black flat hat factory behind my back. At that moment, I

But he resolutely fired her.

When this bitch came back to pack her things, she kept saying... I am a good person, honest and loyal.

To be honest...it's just that my thing is too small and I can't feel anything at all, damn it! If you hadn't walked fast, I would have fucked you.

I’ll beat you until your nose and face are swollen and blood comes out of all your orifices! What does it mean to be loyal and honest... Bah!

For this, I even took out a ruler to measure it. Three inches and three inches, isn’t that a three-inch golden lotus spear? Just right

Aren't the standards for Japanese porn movies like this too? It's just a little bit longer at most, don't be too picky

Well...

It's your own cunt that's too loose, not my problem... a stupid problem that makes me so angry.

You are lucky to have met a man of such talent and talent, I am your friend. Is this still human language?

This is not the most annoying thing... More than three months ago, my good friend Xiao Ming came to see me. He was originally unemployed and at home.

I left my hometown alone and only had this small apartment that I bought with a loan. I was planning to live with that bitch.

But now forget it, Xiao Ming just came to Taipei from Kaohsiung, so I have to take him in for the time being.

Keep him.

Is Xiao Ming a stock trader, or a futures trader, or an option trader? I don't know.

I only understand physical and hard things, but I don't understand this term.

"Ah Zhong... In this post-SARS era, you will make money no matter what you buy. This one, this one... You will definitely win if you buy from me.

That’s right…” A-Zhong is my nickname, not Xiao Ming, it’s a nickname! That's right. Xiao Ming and I are from the country.

We mixed it up together, so I believed that he always had good luck with making money, so I followed him and bought it.

But, maybe, I should really believe that people with that back will wet their pants if they drink cold water...

I don’t know what I bought. Aren’t stocks just a small piece of paper? Buy as much as you like

You, if you want to flatten the stock, you can flatten it. After a long time, it will get fat again. No matter how much you flatten it, it will never become negative.

However, people are so unlucky. In just three days, Xiao Ming actually told me with a sad face that he was now in debt.

Over a million...

I was so scared that I fainted. It was a hallucination! It must be an illusion... Don't be kidding me, you... you... this is...

Are you fooling me? It’s not a big deal that I’ve lost my hard-earned savings of hundreds of thousands of dollars, but they won’t take away even the house I’ve mortgaged.

Xiao Ming just patted his butt and left. Damn it... Was it my bad luck or did I make the wrong friends with bandits? sky

ah! Someone tell me, tell me what is going on.

I can’t make it in Taipei anymore. I heard the court and the stock market are negotiating, but how come it’s only been less than a week?

Isn't efficiency so good? Why isn't it this good normally?

They actually came to seal my house... It was the first time I saw yellow ribbons, which are only seen in police and gangster movies... It's quite

Fresh...

Bah, bah, bah… This is the house I bought, can you please not auction it? return! Come back to me! !

If only the bank had more humanity, I would like to continue to stay here... But it seems like I can't make it any further.

I don't have the face to go home. My father has passed away many years ago. He has not brought money home for nearly ten years... I want to

After thinking about it, the only option is to go to my second uncle in Tamsui.

The little-known Daxiao Hall has a pair of stone lions in front of it, a black pine tree with gold inlays on the main plaque, and a doorplate.

There is a couplet...is it about crosstalk? Wow...what a grand atmosphere and such a small shop.

"Boy... I haven't seen you for twenty years, you look pretty strong..." The second uncle pinched

I feel like I'm speaking with an accent from other provinces... I really can't get used to it, it's neither Chinese nor Western... It's strange, isn't it Shandong?

Why not...

Also, why doesn’t my mother have such an accent? Is he born to the same father as his mother?

The business in the shop was pretty good. My uncle was a pharmacist and a medicine boy, and he also set bones for injuries caused by falls.

It’s just a one-person studio… enough, he didn’t ask me much, so I decided to stay and help out for a while.

Sorting herbs and doing rough work are not difficult for me, but memorizing the classification table, acupuncture point table, and memorizing the medicinal properties is tiring.

I am dying. I am a hardware engineer. How can I carry this soft thing? My second uncle was so angry with me that he only got back after three months.

They dared to let me into the pharmacy, but with my gifted memory, these were not a problem for me.

I can't remember the names of the stinky medicines, but I remember the rigid acupuncture point and meridian models exactly.

One day, after playing the fourth round of mahjong, my second uncle started drinking alone as usual.

I leaned over to steal a few bites of the dried pork skin and braised pork, and suddenly found that there was a broken table leg pad underneath.

Book.

The light here is dim, so gambling should not be too bright... I brought the book closer to the light and took a look.

"What a huge dragon?" What...what...is this name? Is it erotica? So broken...

No, it turned out that the cover of the book was so torn that the ants had cleaned it up, even the second page was gnawed.

Half, and the remaining characters are arranged like this.

I carefully turned to the second page... Fortunately, the next page was still new, not torn, and shiny like new.

Well... this seems to be a hand-translated version from the early Republic of China, which is a work from the transition period when ancient books were translated into vernacular Chinese. I dare not

I turned to the third page, fearing that the book would suddenly break into pieces like sand. When I was about to ask my uncle, he had already

He turned around and went back to his room to sleep.

"What a huge dragon? Interesting... hehe..." What kind of dragon can be called a "dragon"? I can't bear it on my face

With a lewd smile on his face, hehe…what kind of book is this? I must ask my uncle clearly when he wakes up.

It will work.

The second uncle was the only one who ran the shop. His wife died early and left him no money.

He was pretty good to me, minus his bad temper and violent personality, and his shameless and filthy old man who didn't pay me at all.

Maowai... basically he treats my nephew as his own son.

I am the one who runs the store now. It is a piece of cake to get medicine. I can also secretly check on patients if they need to see a doctor... hehe...

This way I can have some pocket money to spend... Fortunately, at least so far, no one has been killed. But the fall

I don't want to watch the subject of nerve damage and twisting. Watching a man groaning makes me weak and powerless... I've been hard for half a month.

I can't get up, and I don't even have the strength to shoot. But if it's a young and beautiful woman, I would consider watching

look……

It was getting dark soon. I don't know what the hell was going on with the Chinese medicine stores. They were all open until midnight. So I

I had to hold on until I was dizzy and exhausted before I could put away the knives and weapons in front of the door and go back to my room to sleep.

I had almost forgotten about the book, but when my uncle got up to pee, he happened to grab it and read it.

god.

"Uncle... this book..." Uncle ignored me. He was staring at the book. I thought he

Maybe this book brought back memories of the past. I didn't dare to disturb him, but I didn't expect... He sighed faintly.

In one breath...

"Hmm... the book cover seems to have been eaten away..." I slipped and fell, and just as my nose was about to bleed,

But my uncle continued to talk.

"Book...book...I searched for you so hard, but you are just feeding ants here.

Is this my retribution or your fate?..." My second uncle started to talk nonsense again. When I was about to ask

When he suddenly said a few words clearly...

"Boy, buy some wine!"

"Yes, uncle!" Without saying anything, I immediately rode my bicycle towards the old street to buy some snacks.

Although my uncle is stingy, he never skimps on side dishes. He says that drinking should be done comfortably and eating to your heart's content.

If you are drunk but not satisfied with the food and drinks, then it would be a waste of time.

I definitely won't save money for him, hehe... I ordered a few of my favorite side dishes and a few exquisite

A delicious little delicacy, skipping the cheap third-rate stuff like iron eggs, fish cakes, and A-ge, just buy two of them

I spent more than a thousand dollars before I went home satisfied.

This is the benefit of doing grocery shopping, and it is also one of the only pleasures I have at my uncle's place.

When I got home, my uncle had already bought the Hobbit book cover and put it on the book.

I laughed to myself. My uncle usually put it under the table. This was definitely the outcome.

What else are you trying to do? Why are you still using condoms when you can't even have a baby? ! Tsk... it's really unnecessary...

My uncle didn't seem to notice that I spent more than 2,000 yuan on him, nor did he notice that there were so many side dishes today.

It seemed as if there was no taste in his mouth, and he couldn't drink the wine with much interest.

I don't have time to listen to him now. I only had a small 15-yuan A-gei for dinner, and my stomach is not full.

As for Heng, he was grumbling, wishing he could stuff the two thousand dollars into his stomach...

Unfortunately... before I could even finish swallowing the crispy trotter of half a roast suckling pig, my uncle started talking about this book.

History is coming...

"This book... was written in the late Eastern Han Dynasty..." Second uncle is really crazy. He actually wrote a book thousands of years ago.

The story begins. I don't even want to hear this old story. I can still hear it even if I have vegetable roots in my mouth.

doze off…

"This book is written in an extremely mysterious way, so it is difficult for anyone to succeed in the practice process for thousands of years..."

It's not the Book of Changes, it's so mysterious...

"It was not until before the Republic of China that a master translated some of its essence into vernacular Chinese, and only then did someone really master its essence.

The mystery of...”

"Ahem... ahem... what's the secret, Uncle..." My throat was suddenly choked by the food, and I slapped it hard.

After several attempts, he drank a lot of wine, and even called his second uncle "Second Uncle"...

"Hey... it's just a powerful martial arts skill that can lift the sky and release the energy..." I really don't know what my uncle is doing.

I don’t know how to learn Chinese, but I can hear the four big words “Martial Arts Magical Skills” clearly.

Tsk…what era is this…But then again, in this era, even ghosts are still believed in by people, so what else is there?

Why is it hard to believe? It is better to believe it than to believe in it!

I often hear these stupid words by myself, but I can hear them clearly and understand them as clearly as a stream.

"What...what kind of magical skill?" Curiosity is human nature, and even more so the nature of men.

"It is said that this book can transform a man into a living dragon..."

Wait, can you imagine an old man from Shandong speaking advertising slogans in Taiwanese Mandarin? I can't believe me

My own ears...

The Shandong people, who are native to Taiwan, are not only mixed with the mainland and Taiwan, but also have a large gathering of people from both sides of the Taiwan Strait and Hong Kong... It's really enough...

"It can make a man's thing last longer, can be longer or shorter, and last forever. It's mysterious and infinite..."

Such a familiar advertising slogan...but...the "can be long, can be short" in the middle really scared me. This...

What great four words.

"This book has only been circulated in the legend of Chinese medicine for a hundred years. No one has ever seen it.

It took me many years to get it..." said the second uncle with emotion, his eyes sparkling with tears.

The stars are streaking across the sky...so bright.

"What...what? Uncle, you have such a good thing, why didn't you tell me earlier?" I didn't quite want to believe it.

Questioned.

"Alas... your aunt passed away on the third day after I got it... She also knew that this was a book in the boudoir.

I was deeply in love with your aunt at that time, and I promised her that I would never learn

I don't read the content..." My second uncle once again proved that he had a problem with his literary foundation. He could even read "Love in the Heart" as

spy……

"Then...then...you haven't ever thought about taking it out and looking at it again?" I asked with increasing curiosity.

"How could there be any? I just found it two years ago... Alas... But it's too late... Too late... Alas..."

My second uncle just kept sighing. I knew he was talking like that because he was over 60 and had not remarried.

But it’s too late…it’s too late for what?

I continued to tease him, and while I was still drunk, I had to uncover the secret of the book.

"My thing...is no longer useful...useless..." Maybe because he was drunk, my uncle said in a low voice...

But the hot soup I drank almost sprayed all over his face.