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Chapter 7 Three Secret Books
"Five books? You are asking for too much."
Yan Zuo reprimanded, but he felt relieved. He actually had many inferior secret books. He was just giving some handwritten copies, which didn't cost him a penny.
Besides, you are a peasant with limited knowledge. Do you really think that you can learn martial arts with martial arts secret books? Can you become stronger?
Without a master to guide you, without medicine and soup to supplement you, and without a balanced diet, are you qualified to practice martial arts? Do you want to practice martial arts?
Do you really think that practicing martial arts is just something you talk about and can be practiced after waking up from a sleep?
Zhou Qingyuan saw through Yan Zuo's inconsistency, sneered in his heart, and said lightly: "As the commander of the guards, you can't even take out five secret books of boxing and kicking? I don't believe it."
"Two books, at most two."
"Four books, I will tell you how many times Miss San went to the toilet."
"Tsk, do you think you can know such things? Three books, forget it."
Knowing that he couldn't force this man, Zhou Qingyuan nodded and said:
"Then three books, but I require that one of these three secret books must include a secret book of leg techniques, and it must be given to me today."
"As you say, but I have said in advance that if you just take the benefits and don't work, Miss San won't say anything even if I kill you on the spot."
Seeing Zhou Qingyuan nod, Yan Zuo also felt relieved, and looked at Zhou Qingyuan coldly, and he had already decided to kill this boy as soon as he was done with him in the future.
After talking about private matters, Yan Zuo began to introduce Zhou Qingyuan.
"The small courtyard we are in now is specially for us guards to live in. Two people live in one room, but No. 1 is in a special situation and has a room to himself, so you live with No. 8.
Except for this courtyard, you can't go anywhere else. If you run around and bump into a noble, ten lives will not be enough for you to die.
Someone will deliver food on time every day. All you have to do is take good care of your body and wait for my instructions.
Miss San will probably take us out hunting soon. I advise you to take good care of your body, so as not to die before you can be of any use."
After introducing the basic information, Yan Zuo didn't want to stay with Zhou Qingyuan for a moment. He took three handwritten secret books from his room and gave them to him and left in a hurry.
Zhou Qingyuan took the three handwritten secret books and stuffed them into his clothes, and tentatively opened the room that belonged to him and No. 8.
What came into view was a brick bed, and there was a wooden table next to it, with candles and matches on it, and two wooden basins and a chamber pot in the corner, and nothing else.
Seeing that No. 8 was not there, Zhou Qingyuan breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and closed the door, and raced against time to study the secret book in his hand.
These three secret books are [Iron Shirt] [Tan Leg] [White Crane Fist]
If Zhou Qingyuan could get in touch with the outside world, he would know that these three secret books are all mainland goods. Especially Iron Shirt, it has a slow effect, huge expenses, and is extremely deceptive.
In fact, Yan Zuo did not have any good intentions. The secret book he gave was not only mediocre, but also extremely limited in content.
Even if Zhou Qingyuan was really talented, he would only be able to practice to the entry level at best.
Unfortunately, he was destined to be disappointed.
Not to mention that Zhou Qingyuan didn't know the origins of these three secret books, even if he knew, he wouldn't mind at all.
The so-called difficulty in cultivation, slow progress, high expenses, and incomplete secret books, what are they in front of the powerful golden finger?
How could Tan Leg and White Crane Fist be passed down as secret books and be useless?
Others think they are weak, but it's nothing more than that they practiced improperly and their kung fu is not good enough.
As long as the three words "Not yet started" can be displayed on the system, he can directly click to perfection without reading any of the secret books.
Zhou Qingyuan spent half an hour reading the three secret books back and forth, occasionally hitting his arms with his hands to simulate the effect of hitting his body with a wooden stick, and finally saw three pieces of information on the panel.
[Tan Legs-Not yet started] +
[Iron Shirt-Not yet started] +
[White Crane Fist-Not yet started] +
Zhou Qingyuan sighed at the magic and strength of the golden finger in his heart, and also had a thought about the future in his heart.
"The perfection of a black tiger fist will allow me to have skills that surpass the guard leader.
When these three skills are perfected, this Qianjiazhuang, I think there should be nothing that can threaten me.
At that time, I will really have the confidence to splatter blood all over the village when a common man is angry."
Twelve days, just need to lie dormant for another twelve days, and then it is up to me to go or stay.
"Bang."
The door suddenly opened, and a man with an "eight" tattoo on his right face walked in. When he saw Zhou Qingyuan, he nodded and greeted him first.
"Number Nine, you're here?"
Seeing the newcomer, Zhou Qingyuan greeted Number Eight without any cover, and then lit the three secret books with a match, watching them turn into ashes.
Since these three secret books have been recognized by the panel, keeping them will only cause trouble.
Number Eight didn't know that Zhou Qingyuan was burning martial arts secret books, but thought he was burning some picture novels.
Although it was a little strange why Zhou Qingyuan, a slave, had precious paper and wanted to burn it, Number Eight didn't ask.
After that, the two were silent for a while. There was nothing to do, so Number Eight started chatting with him when Zhou Qingyuan took the initiative to talk.
"It's much better here than before. We don't need to get up at midnight to work, and we have to be whipped by the manager from time to time.
When we have nothing to do, we only need to practice martial arts, and we don't have to do anything else.
It's just that it's a bit boring at ordinary times, and it's a bit dangerous to go out with Miss Three."
Zhou Qingyuan's eyes flickered and he asked: "What does the third young lady do when she goes out? Why is there danger?"
No. 8 scratched his head and looked very dull. In fact, because he had just joined for two months, he was not as indifferent as those old guys. When Zhou Qingyuan asked, he just said honestly:
“A lot, she always takes us with her when she goes out.
Sometimes, she would take us into the mountains to hunt. She would shoot arrows on horseback, and we would have to fight close to wild beasts.
We must not only be on guard against ferocious beasts, but also be careful to dodge her arrows.
Sometimes, she would get into squabbles with other people, or just for fun, but no matter what, we guards would get into fights with each other's guards.
Last time, someone interrupted the third lady while she was talking and was whipped dozens of times by the third lady with a riding crop. Anyway, be careful. "
Zhou Qingyuan nodded, feeling even more confident in his previous gamble on Yan Zuo.
The third lady could really imagine letting someone fight a tiger up close.
Zhou Qingyuan thought to himself that even if he had perfected the Black Tiger Boxing technique, he was still not sure that he would be able to fight the tiger without any accidents.
Seeing that Zhou Qingyuan was silent for the time being, No. 8 thought he had finished asking questions, so he asked another question:
"No. 9, I see you didn't react at all when the words were carved on your face. Don't you feel embarrassed?"
Zhou Qingyuan smiled bitterly when he heard this, as if to repay No. 8 for answering his question seriously before. At this moment, he also responded with a bit of sincerity:
“When are we, the slaves, not ashamed?
The so-called carving process is nothing more than picking up the face that has already been lost and throwing it away again. "
"No. 9, you speak so well, so tastefully, like those storytellers."
After a while, he added another sentence and said blankly: "...I think you are right."
Zhou Qingyuan smiled at No. 8, but did not say the last words in his heart.
In this world where human life is not taken seriously, what is the meaning of being right or wrong?
In the eyes of those people, only good family background is the absolute truth.
If one day, he has enough power, he will try to change everything.
But for now, he just wants to live and live as a human being.
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