I can add one every day

How many days does it take to change a person?

Three days is enough.

On the first day, Zhou Qingyuan had just crossed over and was not familiar with his identity as a slave. He was whipped twice by the steward, and his back was burning with pain.

On the second day, he witnessed a servant who had done something wrong being beaten to death with a stick. Zhou Qingyuan's expression was horrified and painful.

On the third day, he was forced to accept the cruel reality, and his heart tended to be numb.

But as the saying goes, it is better to live a bad life than to die a good death. Although it is very hard to live, Zhou Qingyuan still wants to live, live in this cannibalistic world.

At five o'clock in the morning, before dawn, Zhou Qingyuan had already woken up from his dream.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes and straightened up tiredly from the earthen kang. In the process, he was dragged by the wound on his back and made a painful hissing sound.

But because of this, he realized his situation and woke up completely.

Mix the leftover food of the nobles in the mansion yesterday with some grass and mash it evenly, and pour it all into the pig trough.

Zhou Qingyuan's face was stiff and numb, and with his pale face, he looked like a dead person.

"Brother Qingyuan, you got up so early?"

"You too?"

He greeted Cui Xi, who was also a miserable person, and Cui Xi whispered to Zhou Qingyuan:

"Be careful, it's Xue Guanshi's turn today."

Zhou Qingyuan's expression tightened, he nodded, stood up quickly, and cleaned the pigsty.

Originally, he could have taken a break and fished for a while at this time.

However, Xue Ming was always mean to his servants. If he saw him being lazy, he would definitely scold him and even whip him.

Sure enough, Xue Ming appeared outside the pigsty soon. Seeing Zhou Qingyuan cleaning diligently inside, he snorted coldly and left.

Zhou Qingyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and then worked hard all morning until the servants' meal time came, and then he finally got some free time.

He washed his face with a basin of clean water. In the reflection of the dirty water in the wooden basin, Zhou Qingyuan vaguely saw a simple square box.

He was stunned.

Staring at the rippling water, Zhou Qingyuan looked at the panel in disbelief. His heart was surging. He dared not blink, fearing that this panel was just an illusion caused by fatigue and would disappear in the next second.

The panel that appeared in front of Zhou Qingyuan at this moment was very simple, like the minesweeper he had played in his previous life. It was silver-gray, with only a rectangular frame and a square frame, nothing more.

At this time, the rectangular frame read [Martial Arts]

The square frame showed [Eight-Section Brocade-Not Beginner] +

"Is this a point-adding system?"

Zhou Qingyuan trembled all over, thought of a possibility, and focused his consciousness on the white plus sign.

[Eight-Section Brocade-Beginner]

With the successful addition of points, Zhou Qingyuan's body, which had become stiff and exhausted after years of hard work, seemed to have been relieved in some way.

The heaviness on his body suddenly eased, and the pain in his waist and back also significantly weakened, which made Zhou Qingyuan feel relieved.

It was at this time that he realized that his body was already so exhausted?

If there was no panel with added points, how long could he live doing heavy physical work like this? Thirty-five years old? Or forty years old?

Zhou Qingyuan kept leaning over and carefully straightened his body. As his perspective changed, the panel in the water gradually floated up and finally stopped in front of him.

"Huh."

Zhou Qingyuan let out a long breath, and there was a little more light in his eyes.

According to the limited memory of the original body and his own understanding, this world is obviously sick. People like Mr. Qian wantonly raise slaves and suck the marrow out of their bones, but no one cares.

Officials colluded with landlords, and all upward channels were locked. Almost no farmers could own their own fields. All of them earned a little money for food and clothing in the form of leasing, and the bulk of the money was given to the court and landlords.

The son of a mouse is always a mouse, the son of a dragon is always a dragon, and the class is close to permanent.

With the golden finger, he finally saw the hope of getting rid of his current slave status.

No. Don't rush.

The + sign has turned gray, there should be some restrictions on its use, and we will observe for a while.

A journey of a hundred miles begins with a single step, and the more critical the time, the more we need to be calm.

Thinking of this, the divine light in Zhou Qingyuan's eyes gradually disappeared, and he returned to his previous numb state again.

"Brother Qingyuan, why are you so late today? I left a piece of sweet potato at the bottom of the bowl for you, don't let anyone see it."

Seeing Zhou Qingyuan, Cui Xi handed Zhou Qingyuan's wooden bowl to him and quietly told him.

It is common for servants to help each other. Zhou Qingyuan nodded and thanked him, and kept this kindness in mind.

After lunch, there was a lot of heavy work, and he could hardly stop for a moment.

Zhou Qingyuan was busy until the sun set, and then he found time to drink a sip of water and rest for a while.

If it were in the past, he would have collapsed from exhaustion by now, lying directly on the bed and not wanting to do anything.

But with the help of Ba Duan Jin, he barely managed to hold on, and at this moment, he still had some energy left.

As he focused his attention, the simple panel appeared again in front of him, which made Zhou Qingyuan feel relieved.

It was a pity that the dim + sign still had no intention of lighting up at this moment.

"Could it be that this panel also needs some kind of jade energy to replenish it? That would be bad."

Zhou Qingyuan felt nervous and worried, but he fell asleep as soon as he got on the bed.

He was really tired.

The next day, Zhou Qingyuan opened the system as soon as he regained consciousness. When he saw the + sign turned white again, he smiled.

His numb heart seemed to be injected with a stimulant and began to beat vigorously.

He controlled his mind without hesitation and clicked it, and the text on the panel changed again.

[Eight-Section Brocade-Minor Success]

As the text changed, his hands and feet began to heat up, his sore waist became more active, and his arms and thighs also generated a force out of thin air. Zhou Qingyuan's whole body became more agile.

"Qingyuan, you got up so early? What are you doing standing there?"

"Nothing."

Zhou Qingyuan was in a bunk bed with eight people. At this moment, someone noticed his abnormality and couldn't help asking questions, but he covered them.

On the third day, [Eight-Section Brocade-Great Completion], the fever all over his body became more and more obvious. It was clearly March, but his body was as warm as a stove.

Obviously, after the Eight-Section Brocade was perfected, he had almost reached the point of being immune to cold and heat, and his spirit and energy were getting higher and higher. People around him said that he had changed a lot in the past two days.

This news not only did not make Zhou Qingyuan happy, but made him a little alert.

Even the servants noticed it, and it was hard to guarantee that it would not reach the ears of the master in the future. What he needs now is time, and it is not a good thing to be in the limelight.

On the fourth day, [Eight-Section Brocade-Perfection]

Zhou Qingyuan exhaled a long breath, and all the divine light was restrained, and no more divine appearance could be seen on his face.

Concentrate on the breath to be soft, keep quiet, and be empty.

See the simplicity and embrace the simplicity, and the empty room will be white.

From then on, he can get rid of diseases, strengthen his body, prolong his life, and add internal strength to his body, and be immune to all diseases.

At this moment, it was not yet dawn, and it was dark all around, but Zhou Qingyuan felt as if he was looking at daytime, and everything he saw was a landscape.