The Wu'anjun Mansion, it was strange to say that this large mansion only had a handful of seven or eight people living in it. Apart from Bai Qi and Mrs Wei Lan, the only people who live here all year round are a housekeeper Lao Lian, a cook, a coachman, and three or two servants and maids.
There were few people and few guests, making this mansion a cold and quiet place for many years.
Only in recent times, the cold mansion is more popular. Ha, can not be said to be popularity, is more a few points of noise only.
'Master, master, I, I think, it's not nearly, much.' Early in the morning, another breathless wail came from the Wuanjun Mansion.
A woman with bright white eyes and an aging nose and vermilion lips stood in the courtyard, wearing a wide, green-coloured men's tunic, with her beautiful body hidden from view. Her long black hair was simply tied with a cloth belt and tied into a ponytail hanging at her waist. Although handsome, but demeanour is not half a bit of a daughter's attitude, big grin, rather like a man. Just like this, it looks like a woman's rare heroic, handsome, more than one point of neutral beauty.
At this moment, she is tied in a horse stance, one hand flat end of a spear, the other clamped at the waist, stuttering to the side of the old man sitting under the eaves of the house called out.
She had been maintaining this movement for an hour already, and even though her physical fitness was much better than the original otaku's body, she already had the feeling that she was about to get overwhelmed. The clothes on her body had already been soaked with sweat, her legs were wobbling, and her right hand, which was carrying the spear, was even more sore and numb without feeling.
The old man sitting under the roof to avoid the heat drank a mouthful of herbal tea on the table, smashed his mouth, and said leisurely, 'There's no hurry, there's still half an hour.'
It had already been three months since Gu Nan came to Bai Qi's mansion to be his disciple. These three months. Gu Nan was considered to have thoroughly integrated into the Wuanjun Mansion, becoming a member of the Mansion.
Bai Qi and his wife had a child named Bai Zhong, but I heard that he was always away and couldn't return home even a few times a year. So there are only a few people living in the Wuanjun residence, and they have long recognised each other.
To be honest, Gu Nan did feel a bit timid when he first came here, after all, this is the house of the God of Killers.
But as time passed, Bai Qi and Wei Lan's attitude made her a bit puzzled.
She was given an adjoining room, followed Bai Qi to practice on weekdays, and was told to eat when it was time to eat, and huffed and puffed when it was time to work.
There was no rawness or meanness that made her unhappy, nor was there excessive intimacy that made her embarrassed.
It was simply when she was a member of the House, a feeling that even she couldn't explain.
But also quite comfortable, at least over the comfortable, no one under the roof, tied hands and feet feeling.
Bai Qi arranged a series of daily training for Gu Nan on the grounds that for a general, he should first study himself. One hour of horse stance, one hour of end pole. After that, it was time to practice the basic spear skills of blocking, holding, sliding, picking, stabbing, zipping, pivoting, turning, burying steps, and so on, over and over again. A style of ten practice, a practice a hundred times. When Gu Nan returned to his room in the middle of the night, he felt that his body was not his own, his feet were sore and limp, and he had no place to exert his strength.
Then Bai Qi let the maid come to give himself a massage, although the pain is a bit of pain, after the press Gu Nan can not get off the ground. But I do not know what principle, sleep on the night, the next day the body will be a little lighter, the previous night's soreness is completely gone, and even more than the past a few points of comfort.
After three months of this kind of to and fro, Gu Nan can obviously feel that his footsteps are much lighter and quicker, and he can raise his hands and throw his feet in a gust of wind, so I think it is really an improvement.
At the same time, Bai Qi issued a few sets of the simplest military simplicity to himself to learn, and from time to time, he taught the test, and if he did not pass it, then that day's training was doubled.