I can add one every day

After dinner, he and several other guards practiced boxing for a while under the leadership of Yan Zuo.

It was also at this time that he learned that the guards also practiced boxing, and it happened to be one of the three secret books given to him by Yan Zuo, White Crane Boxing.

In this way, the three secret books he wanted, one of White Crane Boxing were already accessible, one of Iron Clothes was difficult to learn, but only one of Tan Kou was considered useful.

As for the sword skills, Yan Zuo would not teach them at all because they were too lethal.

The Yanling knives they wear are mostly for decoration. They are not allowed to use the knives in the city, so they only use them when they go hunting.

But since the knife is useful, why not practice it?

No matter how powerful you are with your bare hands, you can't compare to an armed warrior of the same level.

By the time Yan Zuo finished training everyone, an hour had passed.

Zhou Qingyuan did not go back to the house to rest like others, but took the Yanling knife and began to practice cutting in a precise manner.

In his previous life, he had no knowledge of martial arts, and only had some knowledge of how to draw a sword.

As long as the strength of the sword can be highly integrated when it is released, even simple horizontal and vertical cuts can exert tremendous power.

In addition, Zhou Qingyuan also wanted to try to see if the system panel could produce sword and martial arts on its own if he kept doing this.

Early the next morning, even though he no longer had to do farm work, Zhou Qingyuan woke up spontaneously according to his biological clock, his eyes were bright, and he walked out of the house neatly dressed.

After confirming that there was no one outside the house and smelling the damp and cold air that was just right for him, Zhou Qingyuan felt refreshed and opened the system panel.

【Iron cloth shirt-not yet started】+

[Iron Shirt-Getting Started]

With more movements, Zhou Qingyuan's body began to change. The skin on the surface became thicker, and the breath inside became fuller. He subconsciously held his breath and felt that his whole body had turned into a hard lump.

He picked up a branch casually and scratched the skin of his arm with a slight force with the thicker end. There was no pain and only a white scratch was left on the surface.

Zhou Qingyuan nodded, quite satisfied with the effect.

After that, he began to stretch his muscles, run, practice boxing, and practice swordsmanship.

The perfect Black Tiger Boxing not only gave him a strong body, but also taught him how to exercise his strength effectively.

After the whole process, Zhou Qingyuan sweated slightly and drank a mouthful of well water. His body was very happy under the influence of dopamine, which made Zhou Qingyuan fall into a trance.

In this deserted courtyard, in this quiet time when everything seemed to have stopped, the previous miserable life seemed to be a thing of the past, and he had already lived a peaceful life.

It would be great if it could continue like this. Zhou Qingyuan suddenly had this idea in his mind.

"Number one, two, eight, nine, come with me."

In the afternoon, Yan Zuo entered the small courtyard and blew his whistle, calling on four people to leave with him. The other four people were relieved to see that they did not have to go out.

Zhou Qingyuan walked at the back and followed a few people, carefully recording the surrounding buildings and routes.

Several people kept walking out, and after walking for about a quarter of an hour, they stopped in front of the tall bronze door.

On both sides of the gate are white courtyard walls of equal height, hiding all the scenery inside, but the faint laughter of the women leaks out, attracting people's imagination.

After a while, the sound of horse hoofbeats sounded, and the third lady Qian Lili, riding a maroon horse, jumped out of the open door.

"Xu."

She stopped her horse skillfully and looked at everyone: "The second young master of the Chen family invites me to have tea. You guys go with me. Yan Zuo, please know the way and bring them here."

After saying that, she rode Juechen and left everyone behind.

The other people seemed to be very familiar with this situation and followed Yan Zuo calmly. Zhou Qingyuan didn't take it seriously and just blended in.

No. 8 smiled vaguely at him at this time, and immediately returned to a tense face.

Zhou Qingyuan was thoughtful when he saw this. He was afraid that these guards had already spent other people's lives to understand the truth that too much words lead to mistakes, and they were always silent outside.

The group of people followed Yan Zuo out of Qian's Mansion in silence, and Zhou Qingyuan's thoughts became vivid.

He would have to leave the Qian Mansion sooner or later. He had been sold to the Qian Mansion as a slave since he was a child and lacked knowledge of the outside world. Now was a good time for him to understand the outside world.

Two alleys outside the gate of Qian's Mansion is a busy street. There are an endless stream of merchants on the left and right, and it actually presents a prosperous scene, which surprised Zhou Qingyuan.

If the world outside is so peaceful, why does he need to be a slave in Qian Mansion anymore?

But the next moment, the cold looks from the people around him immediately dispelled his luck.

No matter how enthusiastic the vendors are, when they see the tattoos on their faces, they all have a look of disdain on their faces.

Some people even yelled at them directly, threatening that slaves were not worthy of walking outside, as if being on the same street as slaves was insulting them.

The group of people walked to the Chen Mansion. Except for Yan Zuo who walked in after announcing, the remaining four people could only stand by the wall like a piece of wood and wait.

This made Zhou Qingyuan clearly realize how hostile people outside were towards slaves. In this way, if he wanted to escape Qianjiazhuang in the future, he must hide his identity.

It's just that he doesn't understand. These people are just pawns of traders, earning a little hard money. Why do they look down on slaves so much?

"No. 9, the third lady calls you to come in."

Yan Zuo's figure appeared at the door again, and he called Zhou Qingyuan in directly, and whispered in his ear:

"Remember what you promised me."

Zhou Qingyuan nodded, and the two of them walked through the stone-paved road. From a distance, they saw two men and three women in the courtyard drinking tea under the pavilion, looking relaxed and comfortable.

"Is this the guard you just picked? He doesn't look that good."

"Li Li, you bet on such an unattractive boy?"

"Hahaha, it seems that Li Li wants to give me a big gift but is embarrassed to say it, so you took this approach~"

Several young men and women commented on Zhou Qingyuan who was present without hesitation, and their words seemed to treat him as a chip that was about to be put on the gambling table.

Qian Lili didn't care about the teasing of several people, but smiled and said:

"Why, you all think that the boy I just picked will lose? Then do you want to follow Chen Xinnian's bet?"

"How do you follow?"

Everyone in the field became interested and asked curiously.

Qian Lili smiled confidently and said firmly:

"If I lose, the amount of money invested by my Qian family in the newly discovered mine will be quadrupled, and I will not take a penny of the profit, and you will share it equally.

If I win, each of you will give me 10% of your share in the future, do you dare?"

"This"

Everyone in the field hesitated, but Chen Xinnian laughed:

"Whether they follow or not, I have made a bet with you."

"Gong Che, you go, beat this guy down for me, and I will reward you heavily."

As Chen Xinnian's voice fell, a tall and strong man walked in from outside the courtyard and stared at Zhou Qingyuan.

Zhou Qingyuan looked at Qian Lili at this time, but she just said coldly with a blank expression:

"Either kill him and continue to follow me, or be killed by him, you choose one."