Even though Chen Fuyun had adapted a little in the past half a month, every time he was woken up from his sleep by Ling'er, when facing some unexpected cultivation courses, Chen Fuyun still couldn't help but rub his temples and had a headache.

Seeing that Chen Fuyun looked like a castrated piglet with his head drooping listlessly, Ling'er came to him with a smile and encouraged him softly, "Brother Fuyun, don't you look like this, our training subjects today are very simple." ”

Chen Fuyun opened his eyes slightly, and asked with a dead look: "You have said this sentence since the beginning of your training, and you say it every time, but every time you cultivate, you are extremely perverted. Tell me, do you want me to resist a bottle of bottled water a thousand times up and down the fifth floor today, or do you want me to hold my breath and enter the water for five hours? ”

Ling'er grinned, then shook her head and said, "Those basic things, Brother Fuyun has almost mastered them these days, and the subjects we are going to cultivate today are called Seeing the Six Paths and Listening to the Eight Directions." ”

Chen Fuyun pursed his lips and smiled a little teasingly: "Seeing the six roads, listening to the eight directions? I know this idiom, and I also know that in the mythological story, above the heavenly court, there is a god with clairvoyance and a tailwind ear, who is responsible for checking the good, evil, beauty and ugliness in the world for the heavenly court. ”

Ling'er's eyes flashed, and she said thoughtfully: "If you reach the level of my Dragon King Father, maybe you can be more powerful than Brother Fuyun's clairvoyance and Shunfeng ears." However, that kind of realm requires extremely high qualifications and more than 500 years of unremitting penance to achieve success, such as the qualifications of Brother Fuyun, I am afraid of ...... I'm afraid I'll have to work harder. ”

Chen Fuyun was embarrassed for a while, he could hear that Ling'er had a small pause when he said the last sentence just now, presumably because he was taking care of his face.

However, listening to what Ling'er said, Chen Fuyun became a little interested in this so-called eye-to-eye six-way and eight-way view.

The daily cultivation is always miserable, but the harvest in it also benefits Chen Fuyun a lot. For example, a few days ago, after Qi Shuai's group of scum recovered from their injuries, they came to Mansion No. 7 again to provoke, Chen Fuyun easily beat Qi Shuai's extremely resistant and combat-effective guy into the stinky ditch, as for his group of younger brothers, they didn't say anything anymore, and they broke their teeth one by one, which was unbearable, and after that battle, they were bound to stay in the hospital for a month or two to recover their combat effectiveness.

For gangsters like them, entering the police station and having public food and entering the hospital does not even have a basic survival guarantee, and they have to spend a lot of money, the last time they were beaten and hospitalized, they have spent a lot of money, and this time they have to spend money to be hospitalized, for Qi Shuai, the boss, it is even more torturous than sending him to prison with his own hands.

As a special security guard of Mansion No. 7, Chen Fuyun was able to kill the gangster team led by Qi Shuai alone, which also made the boss Wei Xiao have a long-lost smile on her face, since Qi Shuai and they were hospitalized, the business of Mansion No. 7 has been booming day by day, and everything seems to be on the right track and returning to calm.

Such a day is really the best for Chen Fuyun, who needs to live a peaceful life.

"Brother Fuyun, why are you distracted again?" Ling'er suddenly shook her hand in front of Chen Fuyun, pursed her mouth, and said a little unhappily.

"Ahem, I'm sorry, but I've really tried to concentrate on Ling'er's concentration orb, but if I keep staring at it without blinking, it's easy to get distracted." Chen Fuyun complained a little helplessly.

At this moment, he was trying his best to stare at a crystal glass ball with a diameter of about ten centimeters raised by Ling'er on the opposite side, and there was an extremely fine black dot in the crystal ball that was constantly sitting in irregular motion, and what Chen Fuyun needed to do was to observe its movement trajectory with the naked eye, and present it in the form of an image in his mind, and then, this divine image would turn into a bright red silk thread and appear on the other side of the crystal glass ball to be tested by Ling'er.

If this kind of attentive gaze only lasted for five or ten minutes, Chen Fuyun, who boasted that his eyesight and patience had always been extremely good, might be able to trace the trajectory of the black dot without any mistakes.

But to maintain a long-term gaze for half an hour or even more than an hour, and it is completely unable to be distracted, this is simply not something that normal humans can do, although Chen Fuyun has been "cultivating" with Ling'er for more than half a month, he is obviously still a normal human being, and it is really not possible to do it for a while if he wants to focus on the operation of a black spot for so long without being distracted at all.

"Brother Fuyun, although this kind of cultivation is a bit difficult, as long as you are willing to work hard and don't get distracted easily, you can still do it." Ling'er said to Chen Fuyun.

"Okay, I'll try not to get distracted, try not to disappoint Ling'er." Chen Fuyun touched his nose and said with a sneer. Then, he began to hold his breath and, after adjusting his state, began to move on to the next round of concentration.

After ten minutes of concentration, Chen Fuyun was defeated again, he really couldn't control his emotions, once he focused for more than ten minutes, he would feel extremely tired, he would want to close his eyes, and then his thoughts would drift and thoughts would come to his mind like a blowout.

It wasn't until Ling'er got angry and didn't want to continue to force Chen Fuyun to cultivate that this situation ended, and at this moment, there was already a faint morning light outside the window, and he glanced at the wall clock on the wall, six o'clock in the morning.

"Ling'er, don't be angry, why don't you go buy some delicious breakfast for you?" Chen Fuyun began to impress the angry Ling'er with his food plan.

"I'm not hungry." Ling'er was unmoved.

"Buy your favorite soy milk fritters and Nanjing soup dumplings, do you want to eat them?" Chen Fuyun began to tempt with specific foods.

"Really?" Ling'er turned her head, still looking angry, her eyes looking at Chen Fuyun motionlessly.

"Of course it's true, do you think my face is full of sincerity?" As Chen Fuyun spoke, he leaned his cheek in front of Ling'er, reached out and pinched her cheek, and grinned at her: "Okay, don't be angry, go back and eat breakfast, I'll work harder, try to focus on cultivation for more than ten minutes!" ”

"Twenty minutes!" Ling'er gritted her teeth.

"Okay, don't be angry, I'll try my best!" Chen Fuyun reluctantly agreed.

"I'm not angry, but I ask Brother Fuyun to promise me that the cultivation thing can't just be as much as possible, but must be!" Ling'er does not give up.

"Well, cultivation is a big deal, it must be! Then I'll go buy breakfast. Chen Fuyun agreed, ran outside as if he was running away, and disappeared into the house in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, it is autumn, Chen Fuyun is still wearing only a short sleeve and thin trousers, and the early morning wind is wrapped in a trace of coldness sweeping through the streets with almost no pedestrians, blowing down the French plane leaves on the ground.

Chen Fuyun tucked his body, took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep breath, strode across the zebra crossing, and came to the breakfast shop not far from the opposite.

The owner and proprietress of this breakfast shop are from Suzhou, but they have lived in the city of Nanjing for more than 20 years, and they have done a very authentic breakfast in Suzhou and Nanjing, and the husband and wife are extremely diligent, so they start working at 3 o'clock in the morning every day, open on time at 6 o'clock, and start at 7 o'clock, and the number of diners will continue to decrease until 9 o'clock.

At this moment, it was just before six o'clock, and there were few diners, so Chen Fuyun bought hot soy milk fritters and two drawers of freshly baked Nanjing soup dumplings in a moment.

When she returned home, Ling'er, the girl, was holding her cheeks with both hands, standing on the balcony and looking at him with her eyes, and the first rays of sunlight in the morning fell on her, setting off her beauty and special ethereal charm so much that people couldn't help but stop and want to take a look.

Chen Fuyun stopped, raised his head, and raised the breakfast in his hand at her, the smile on his face was as bright as the sun.

Ling'er immediately jumped up and ran downstairs to pick up Chen Fuyun.

Chen Fuyun saw Ling'er jump into his arms just when he took the first step up the stairs, if he hadn't been used to her behavior and there was no one else in the corridor at this moment except Chen Fuyun and Ling'er, Chen Fuyun would really be startled by her move.

Chen Fuyun, who had been prepared, stepped forward, and quickly exchanged his right hand to his left hand early, and then directly stretched out his right hand and took the leaping Ling'er into his arms.

Ling'er was obviously not satisfied with just being held by Chen Fuyun, after she threw herself into his arms, she gently rubbed it up, and sat on Chen Fuyun's shoulder with ease.

Chen Fuyun also let her sit, anyway, she was as light as a swallow, and it was insignificant to sit on her shoulders, so she carried one hand early, and the other shouldered against Ling'er, and easily went upstairs and went home.

"When you get home, come down and eat breakfast, today's steamed buns, soy milk and fritters are hot, and they taste great, you must like it." Chen Fuyun put the breakfast on the dining table, patted Ling'er's delicate buttocks, and put her light off her shoulder: "I'll call the guy who comes over to eat the winter melon together." ”

"Brother Winter Melon went out early in the morning, and he walked in a hurry, I asked him why he was going, but he didn't answer, he lowered his head and muttered something I couldn't understand, so mysterious." Ling'er said suddenly.

"So early? The mansion didn't open until nine o'clock, what was he doing when he went out so early? This guy is busy until three o'clock in the morning every night, and he gets up so early in the morning, can he afford to eat? Chen Fuyun shook his head, a little helpless.

After a few years, living with Chen Donggua again, Chen Fuyun was already a little confused about this little fart who used to like to follow him and the dog leftover.

Maybe he has also grown up and matured, and has his own ideas and things that need to be done alone, Chen Fuyun doesn't want to be too lenient, after all, it is Chen Donggua's own business, and Chen Fuyun may hurt him if he manages it.

"Come, let's have breakfast, and when we go to work, I'll ask what the situation is with the winter melon." Chen Fuyun said to Ling'er.

"Mm-hmm, I'm so hungry." Ling'er immediately made a move, regardless of the soy milk being hot, easily tore open the cover of the soy milk, took a sip, revealing two shallow dimples, looking very satisfied.