Fu Qiu stretched out of the room and walked to the living room.

A little maid poured him a cup of tea with great eyesight, and said in a low voice: "Owner, there seems to be something wrong in the backyard, Xu Lao has come to you several times, and you are sleeping." ”

"The old man specially instructed me to wait for you to wake up."

Fu Qiu finished his tea and nodded.

"Well, I see, I'll be over later."

Soon, he walked towards the valley behind the manor.

After walking through a forest path and walking for a while, the scene in front of me suddenly opened up, and it was a flat land, and a tall iron-making furnace stood on the land.

A little old man hunched his waist, studying something, saw Fu Qiu, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly greeted him.

"Master, you see that the iron burned by this furnace is always not right."

Fu Qiu glanced at it casually, pointed out the problem, and patted the little old man on the shoulder.

"Good job, I'll wait for you to burn the best iron."

The little boss respectfully said: "Owner, don't worry, the little old man will live up to your trust." ”

Fu Qiu smiled lightly, and didn't say much, with his own remote command, it is difficult to live up to it.

After walking around the manor for a while, Fu Qiu walked to the practice room, picked up a sword and practiced.

There are countless sword techniques in the [Thinking Space], and there are even sword classics that go straight to the realm of the Yang God, and it is easy to smelt a set of peerless sword techniques.

However, if you want to load it on your body, you still need to practice, and you need to form a fixed muscle memory.

"It's a pity that I didn't bring the repetition of the behavior, otherwise this step would have been easier."

The internal strength he is practicing now is the path of the Zhou Tian cycle, which is equivalent to an automatic hang-up, 24-hour cycle, and he doesn't have to worry about it.

As for the physical martial arts, it takes a little time.

Fu Qiu smiled lightly, but there was nothing dissatisfied, he was now like a peerless master reborn, remembering all kinds of keys, tricks, and uses of martial arts in his mind, and even his body was not familiar enough.

The so-called practice is just to let the body adapt, and there is no obstacle to the level, and the practice is extremely smooth.

With the practice of a set of sword paths, the sword speed became faster and faster, more and more accurate, and the air was full of sword shadows, and a series of thirteen swords stabbed out, leaving thirteen plum blossoms on the wooden stake on the side.

The muscles become transparent and smooth, and the personal panel in the mind space is automatically updated.

【Peerless Swordsmanship (Perfect)】

After practicing swordsmanship, Fu Qiu began to draw a bow and shoot arrows, melee and long-range attacks, dual means, everything is indispensable.

After finishing the work, Fu Qiu called the maid outside the door.

"Go get the bath water ready."

The little maid saw that Fu Qiu was sweating, her skin was shiny, and she showed her streamlined muscles vividly and exquisitely, she was obviously blushing, and in response, she trotted all the way out, with her chest bumped.

Looking at the back of the little girl, Fu Qiu smiled lightly: "This girl is quite sufficient." ”

After a while, in the wooden barrel, the water vapor rose, and Fu Qiu leaned on Nanlan shirtless, enjoying the barn massage service.

"You're familiar with Li'er, right?"

"Well, Miss Li'er is simple and kind, and she is not difficult to get along with."

Fu Qiu smiled: "Also, we have had a lot of fun in the flower garden in the past two days." ”

During this time, Fang Li'er and Nanlan were learning gardening in the flower garden, and they were already good sisters.

"In the manor, are you still used to it?"

Nanlan nodded, showing a sincere smile: "It's good here." ”

This is her true words, in the manor, both material, spiritual and physical satisfaction can be satisfied, she lives happily every day.

got on the wrong sedan chair to marry the right man, but this time the Mr. Fu he followed was better than Tian Guinong and Miao Renfeng.

Fu Qiu smiled, turned to look at her, and put his hands on her shoulders.

"And what do you use to thank me?"

Feel Fu Qiu's blazing eyes, and a little downward strength on his shoulders.

Nanlan smiled charmingly and sat down very obediently.

……

Time passed slowly, and in a blink of an eye, it was more than half a month.

Fu Qiu has adapted to the surrounding environment, and the smoke and willow places in Dali City have all set up VIP face cards, as long as he goes, there will be acquaintances to greet him immediately.

On this day, he lay on the cloud chair and enjoyed the massage service of the little maid behind him.

These maids were specially selected by him from the tooth people, and each of them was not bad in shape, and there was no crooked melon and cracked dates, and there was no bad mood.

After a while, the housekeeper in the village trotted over all the way and whispered a few times in Fu Qiu's ear.

"Baotong Mountain?"

Fu Qiu nodded, without a trace of surprise.

It stands to reason that a new face like him appeared in a new realm, and he also had a lot of net worth, and someone should have come up to weigh and test it a long time ago.

can drag on for more than a month, and these jackals, tigers and leopards around them can be regarded as patient.

He slapped his face: "I'll go." ”

Outside the estate.

The two sides are facing off.

On one side were the tenants of the Fu manor, men and women, old and young, each holding a sickle, fork and the like, a total of hundreds of people, obviously the team was noisy, and there were all kinds of chattering in the crowd.

On the other side is the bandits on Baotong Mountain, the two leading people ride tall horses, one holds a gun, the other holds a knife, and there are about fifty or sixty people behind them, each of whom is a young and strong man, with a strong force, holding a sword, and a black armbandar on his shoulder, although the line is in a mess, but it is also quiet.

In terms of momentum, although there are many tenants in the village, they have been completely overwhelmed by the bandits of Baotong Mountain.

One side dares to fight and kill, and it is a profession, and the other side is just gathering to threaten, and everyone is inclined to compromise.

"The owner is here! The owner is here! ”

Seeing Fu Qiu coming, the crowd suddenly erupted in cheers.

The noisy crowd diverged a way, and Fu Qiu walked over with more than a dozen manor guards, armed with blades.

Seeing Fu Qiu, Wang Shi'an, who was riding on a horse, arched his hand with a gun, and spoke a little crepe.

"I've heard that there is a new owner of Fu Zhuang here, and I haven't come to see him before, but it's rude!"

Fu Qiu looked at Wang Shi'an with some curiosity, but he didn't expect that there were still cultural people in the bandits' den, so he arched his hand: "Didn't ask for advice?" ”

Wang Shi'an smiled: "The contemptible surname is Wang, Tian is the third master of Baotong Mountain, and the surname next to me is Li, and he ranks sixth on the mountain, but this time I came to borrow a sum of grain from the owner of Fu Zhuang." ”

Fu Qiu smiled: "Only if you borrow and you repay it, can you pay it back?" ”

"Naturally!" Wang Shi'an nodded and added, "Naturally, I have to pay it back." ”

Fu Qiu didn't believe it at all: "Then what if I don't want to borrow it?" ”

Wang Shi'an looked at him: "It's simple, as long as Master Fu can beat the two brothers, let's turn around and leave." ”