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man, to be his domestic slave. "Blood to ward off evil spirits said in a leisurely manner.

"Didn't you say you were going to kill me?" Feng Xiaoyao called out this time.

"But evil spirits have changed their minds! After more than ten days of hiding and seeking with you, I know how difficult you are to deal with. Instead of wasting my energy, it is more cost-effective to concentrate on dealing with Xue Gufan's treacherous guy... More importantly, even if I I swear allegiance to you, and you won't really believe me, but you can't get rid of me. Killing me will only hurt both sides. Thinking of your troubled appearance, even if you want to be your domestic slave, it's quite interesting...Master , don’t you think so?” Xue Bixie’s immature and slender face is full of evil and malicious smiles, so weird that Feng Xiaoyao’s heart shudders.

"I should have killed you just now..." Feng Xiaoyao murmured with a wry smile, he had foreseen how difficult it would be to be this "master".

"I said earlier that you would regret it for the rest of your life...hehe!"

1. Qin Xin ([-])

After spending two days in Sanjue Village, Li Qiu finally understands what a wealthy family is. The houses in the village are exquisite, and there are all kinds of food and clothing, and there are too many servants in the village. He recognized two pretty girls who served him, Ruxue Rushuang, the second girl was pretty and lovely, and they took care of him meticulously, but the days of idleness all day were too boring, and Nangong Jue didn't let him visit Zuo Linfeng, which made him bored It is almost necessary to find a piece of land in the village to cultivate.

Fortunately, Tie Yi knew that he was not used to doing nothing, so he took him to the weapons workshop in the valley. Li Qiu saw it and asked Tie Yi to let him help in the workshop. The guest in the village, who is also the close friend of the new "young owner" of the owner, did not dare to ask him to help him at first, but Li Qiu took off his brand new blue silk vest and coat without saying a word, and put on a worker's one. Coarse cloth shorts and trousers, they took the initiative to carry the burdens with the handymen, completely ignoring how rough and hard they were, and how hard they worked. The craftsmen thought it was funny when they saw it: "What a young master! Why don't you enjoy the blessings in the village? Come here to do hard labor?"

Li Qiu, who had just put down the iron on his shoulders, waved his hands again and again: "Young master, what kind of trouble is there with me! I don't have the pleasure of enjoying this kind of useless happiness! I have nothing to do with my energy, now I'm doing some work, I'm sweating, and my whole body feels refreshed too much!"

Li Qiu naturally didn't know that after his meridians and jade seeds were baptized twice, his muscles and bones had become much stronger than ordinary people. Those jobs that only use energy but not brains are just right for him. He is diligent and straightforward, and he quickly gets along with everyone in the workshop. The craftsmen welcome him as a "free handyman".

From then on, he went to the workshop every morning and returned to the inn at night. He also ate lunch and dinner with the workers in the workshop. Sweaty blacksmiths work, but there are a group of men of the same age eating and working together. They gamble a couple of times in their free time and chat with foul language. It is much happier than living in the village for nothing.

That afternoon, the foreman hurriedly said to Li Qiu, "Ah Qiu, Chief Tie told you to go back!"

"What's the matter?" Li Qiu was a little worried about Zuo Linfeng.

"Young Zhuangzhu finished his meditation, and the Zhuangzhu hosted a banquet to cleanse you and the young Zhuangzhu!"

The story of Zuo Linfeng visiting the village behind his back for medical treatment had already spread throughout the village, and Liqiu himself was even more open-minded, talking about a lot of love affairs between the two of them. As soon as the foreman said these words, all the young workers laughed in unison: " Go back quickly! "Your" young master is waiting for you!"

When Li Qiu heard this, he didn't care about the people's teasing, he jumped up with joy, and ran back as fast as he could.

As soon as he returned to the guest house, the second daughter, Rushuang Ruxue, immediately bathed and changed him, took him out of the guest house, and walked to the manor.Along the way, winding paths lead to secluded places, strange stones and beautiful trees are well arranged, and flowers are hidden in four seasons. In the depths of the flower forest, water springs flow from the mountains and rocks. There are small bridges and bamboo pavilions on the springs, and the shadows of flowers are swaying beside the pavilions. There is Ruo Mingqin, even if there is a wonderful painting, it is difficult to imitate the eventuality, the end is to change the scene, the arrangement is ingenious, not stained with the slightest vulgar and rich atmosphere, but Li Qiu has no intention of appreciating it, and only complains about those who go around How can the trail never end.

After finally passing through the rockery and flower forest, the two daughters led him to a water pavilion built near the lake in the bamboo forest. Xu Lai is refreshing.Liqiu saw a plaque hanging on the door of the water pavilion, with couplets written on both sides. The words are more neat.

Wearing a new silk dress, but feeling uncomfortable, Li Qiu walked into the pavilion. Zuo Linfeng was holding a large shiny black brush, sitting in front of the red sandalwood desk inlaid with ivory and open-carved flowers, grasses and insects. Write an "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng" silently in lower case.

"Blind boy, you are really amazing! You can write well even when you can't see it! I have eyes but I can't read a single word!" Li Qiu only admired it.

"I'm ignorant and shameless..." Nangong Jue, who was holding a teacup, said coldly.

Li Qiu was confused when he heard this: "Of course I don't know how to learn "witchcraft", and naturally I don't know how to "lick a pen" with my teeth..."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Jue spit out all the fragrant tea he just drank in his mouth, and burst into tears with laughter. It was the first time in decades that he lost his composure in front of people.

"You idiot..." After being disturbed by Li Qiu, Zuo Linfeng couldn't even write any more words, such as Shaoqing Jue and Tai Qing Jue, and all the "Luo Xia and Lonely Bird Flying Together" were thrown out of the sky. .The maids, who were laughing so hard, rushed forward to clean up the mess for the master. Fang Tao, who had just arrived at the water pavilion, saw the weird expressions on everyone's faces, and asked Nangong Jue, "What happened?"

"I almost choked to death..."

"Egg?"

Nangong Jue nodded: "It's an egg, it's such a big idiot..."

Fang Tao caught sight of Zuo Linfeng, who looked embarrassed, and Liqiu, who looked dazed, amidst the charming laughter of the maids, and he guessed something. He patted Nangongjue's shoulder with a smile, and said, "Isn't this very good? You Tell me, how many years has it been since Sanjuezhuang was so happy? It’s rare for this kid to make you laugh..."

"I don't want to be choked to death by this kid's stupid words! Feng'er, show me the preface to the Tengwang Pavilion."

"Father, why don't you see where it is?" Zuo Linfeng hurriedly presented the book.

"There are three or a few places where the intervals are a bit off, and the strokes are still a bit intermittent and not coherent, but it's your first time practicing Shuanghua Taiqing Jue, and it's already difficult for you."

"You want him to write with a black gold pen. It's not only difficult, but it's embarrassing for him! You're asking too much of Feng'er, right?" Fang Tao laughed.

"Of course you have to use a pen to write, what's wrong?" Li Qiu wondered.

"Hey! You can write ten characters with that pen, and I can reward you with whatever you want." Nangong Jue said.

"Then I'm doomed, because no matter what pen I use, I can't write a word... Hey! Weird!" Li Qiu grabbed the pen holder on the desk while speaking, but he couldn't pick it up!This pen doesn't look very big, but it is surprisingly heavy. Li Qiu can lift the pen again with a hard lift.

"My mother! What kind of bird pen is this! It's heavier than the stone pestle used to pound rice at home!" Li Qiu shouted.

"This is a black gold pen made of cold iron and black gold at the bottom of the sea. It is ten times heavier than ordinary iron. This pen weighs more than [-] catties. Ordinary people are afraid that the wrist bones will be crushed before the words are written." Fang Tao said.

"Oh my God!" Li Qiu held a black gold pen in both hands, and looked at Zuo Linfeng's neat calligraphy, which was as small as a teeny head, and felt extremely unbelievable: "He can't see, and he still wants to hold this ghost thing Writing so many small characters like flies, isn’t it clearly tormenting people!”

"Just hearing that you need to write is already the best torture in the world!" Zuo Linfeng's words made the beautiful maidservants laugh softly again.

"I know you have a lot of ink in your belly, so you don't have to be so sarcastic... Didn't your father Zhuang say you should concentrate on martial arts, so why did you turn into learning calligraphy?" Li Qiu couldn't understand it more and more.

2. Qin Xin ([-])

"This is the practice method created by my foster father. Shaoqing Jue is static exercises, Taiqing Jue is dynamic exercises, using books to learn martial arts, using martial arts to learn books, practicing martial arts and writing at the same time, it can also train me to use my heart instead of my eyes..."

"Then you can use your "heart" to see my appearance in the future? "Li Qiu's excited words made Nangong Jue almost spit out another mouthful of tea, Zuo Linfeng felt his head was getting bigger, and said weakly: "I don't care if I don't look at your face..."

"Then you think so badly! If you don't believe me, feel it..." Li Qiu said and wanted to pull Zuo Linfeng's hand, but Nangong Jue hit Zuo Linfeng with a longan casually, and shouted: "Don't occupy me in front of me." Feng'er is cheap! Feng'er, you did a good job today, but tomorrow will be much harder...Well, Boy Qiu, I allow you to practice calligraphy with Feng'er tomorrow..."

"Great!" Li Qiu jumped up happily.

"Father! Don't make things difficult for the child!" Zuo Linfeng didn't know whether Nangong Jue was joking or serious. If it was true, it would definitely be a catastrophe.

"Jue, you don't need to be in a hurry to teach your son? It's not enough to lock him in a quiet room for more than ten days, and ask him to practice this practice as soon as he comes out... I am in a hurry to learn the gold of Qing Emperor Wushuang Tongue!" When Fang Tao said, the maidservant had already come in with a small red clay charcoal stove and a stewing pot, and put the bowls and chopsticks on the table of the Eight Immortals, and another maidservant put away the writing desk, and set it up by the window near the water. A long table with a whole set of shiny silver knives and chopping boards.

Zuo Linfeng had already smelled the fresh fragrance in the air, and couldn't help but praise: "Uncle Fang, stewing on the table