Heroine, don't turn back, I'm just a farmer.

As the sun set, despite having worked all day, Lu Guo didn't feel any hardship at all.

Yesterday he was confused about the future and felt powerless to do anything, but today he felt his mind was suddenly clear, the hoe in his hand was so lovely, and the scorching sun had become gentle.

After finishing his farm work, he jumped into the river for a nice bath and caught a few fish. He waved goodbye to the villagers he had worked with. It had only been one night, but his mood was completely different from the day before.

The body is the foundation for cultivation, and I also need to find ways to improve my standard of living, but that's not urgent for now. My main task right now is to strengthen myself through fortuitous encounters.

After eating and drinking to your heart's content, you'll enter and encounter a wondrous adventure.

When she opened her eyes again, she found herself in the side courtyard of Qingluo Manor.

"Give it a try..."

Lu Guo controlled the swordsman and began to cultivate.

Cultivating the "Heavenly Demon Manual" at this moment is quite different from his cultivation in reality. As the swordsman himself, he is cultivating it, which not only makes the process faster and the experience more concrete but also more realistic, without any sense of obstruction.

Without thinking too much, he gripped the knife and simultaneously incorporated the Five Styles of Thunder into his practice of the Heavenly Demon Manual.

As the blade swirled, the fallen leaves in the courtyard were all lifted into the air by this force. After an unknown amount of time, millions of leaves, driven by the blade's energy, spun wildly before falling. Lu Guo stood in the center of the vortex and slowly sheathed his blade.

I opened my eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled.

The breath was long and deep, like a white ribbon condensing in the air without dissipating. In the small courtyard, the faint sounds of wind and thunder trembled, gradually dissipating after a long time.

Sheathing the sword, a notification appeared.

In Realistic Mode, the martial arts experience gained is synchronized with the player's.

The game actually allows for cultivation, meaning that even a master swordsman can cultivate other martial arts techniques?

Wouldn't that just cause my liver to explode?

Although the courtyard is not large, it is quiet and peaceful, making it a suitable place for cultivation.

Sheathing his sword and sitting cross-legged, Lu Guo closed his eyes and concentrated. He could feel a faint flow of energy in his meridians, and he could clearly feel the difference in progress compared to before.

After an unknown amount of time, footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.

"Is Young Master Lu here?"

It was the voice of the housekeeper of Qingluo Manor, much more polite than before, but with a hint of distance in his politeness.

Lu Guo got up and opened the door. The butler was standing outside, holding a wooden box in his hand.

"Young Master Lu." The butler handed over the food box, lowering his voice, "This is the wine, dishes, and change of clothes prepared for you. Madam specifically instructed that she will be waiting for you in the Buddhist hall."

Lu Guo took the food box and nodded.

The steward did not leave immediately. Instead, he looked around to make sure no one was nearby before taking a step closer and lowering his voice: "Young hero, there is something I am unsure whether I should say."

Dialogue Options

1. "Please speak, butler." (Willing to listen to opinions)

2. "Difficult to explain? Then there's no need to explain!" (Refusing to engage in dialogue)

3. Remain silent and wait. (Do not express your opinion)

"Please speak, butler," Lu Guo said calmly.

You can only reload a save file after you die, and once you make a choice, the previous option will no longer appear.

"Young hero, let me be frank, you shouldn't have come to the manor at this time and gotten involved in this mess."

Based on the information above, we already know that most of the people in Qingluo Manor have become Tianluoxiang's people. Although we don't know what the relationship is between Madam Liu and Tianluoxiang, this steward is probably here to sound out their intentions.

The assassin failed to kill me last night, and now he's trying to persuade me?

interesting.

Dialogue Options

[1. "Uncle Shen is a dear friend and relative of mine. Aunt Liu is in trouble, how can I ignore her? If you want me to leave, you'll have to pay more. (Refusing the adventure)]

2. "I don't understand what you're talking about." (Playing dumb)

3. "To be honest, I think Aunt Liu is incredibly beautiful..." (without explicitly revealing his intentions)

【4.……】

"Ah, so it's Aunt Liu."

So what should I choose?

Refusing is impossible; only a fortuitous encounter can help me improve. Besides, this Lady Liu seems to have a complex character. Judging from the information revealed during the conversation with the man in black, this Lady Xue is also quite enchanting. This questline is far from over.

"I grew up in the mountains, my heart is only filled with swords, I know nothing of the world, I don't understand what you're talking about, steward. I was able to grow up thanks to my uncle's kindness, and now that Aunt Liu is in trouble, and she is a woman of unparalleled beauty, it's inevitable that she will attract the covetous eyes of those with ulterior motives, how can I ignore it?"

Having said that, Lu Guo pressed down on the knife and directly onto the butler's shoulder, causing him to stumble and bend at the knees. "I don't understand what you're saying, or what your purpose is, but if you utter any more absurd words, don't blame me for taking your head."

"It's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding."

Seeing Lu Guo's reaction, the butler's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he lowered his voice even further.

"Young hero, alas; Madam... she hasn't been feeling well lately, and she can't sleep well at night. I've served her at the manor for over thirty years, and I've never seen her like this before." He paused, as if choosing his words carefully, "Madam requests your presence, young hero... please be considerate in your speech."

After saying this, the butler lowered his hands and stepped back, turning and leaving along the corridor. His back was somewhat hunched, as if he had said something he shouldn't have.

Lu Guo stood in the courtyard with the food box in his hand, gazing in the direction where the steward had disappeared, his eyes slightly narrowed.

Feeling unwell? Having trouble sleeping?

real or fake?

Let's eat first. I want to see how authentic this food is.

He opened the food box. The food was warm: a plate of stir-fried vegetables, a bowl of braised pork, a large bowl of white rice, and a pot of warm yellow wine. Next to it was a neatly folded coarse blue shirt, the material soft and the stitches fine, as if it were newly made.

Lu Guo ate the food without any hesitation, changed into clean clothes, and felt much refreshed.

The taste was so realistic that he began to doubt whether this was really a game.

He didn't rush to the Buddhist hall, but stood in the courtyard for a while longer, trying to circulate the faint flow of energy within his body to check if he had been poisoned. The true energy flowed slowly through his meridians, much smoother than in reality, and grew stronger with each cycle.

"Practice here, and you'll achieve twice the results with half the effort."

Seeing nothing amiss, Lu Guo concealed his aura and walked along the corridor toward the depths of the manor.

Qingluo Manor was much larger than he had imagined. After passing through two moon gates, around a rockery, and along a path shaded by lush bamboo, he finally saw a secluded courtyard in the distance.

The courtyard gate was ajar, and no servants were waiting at the entrance.

Lu Guo pushed open the door and entered. The courtyard was clean and tidy. In the center was a Buddhist hall with the doors and windows half open. Inside, one could see an ancient Buddha statue that had returned to the Pure Land. The incense burner emitted wisps of smoke, and the fragrance of sandalwood wafted out, creating a serene and peaceful atmosphere.

There are people in the Buddhist hall.

The lady knelt on the prayer mat, her back slender, dressed in a plain white dress, with no jewelry on her head, her black hair loosely tied up with a wooden hairpin. She clasped her hands together, facing the Guanyin statue, and chanted scriptures softly. Her voice was very soft and indistinct. From a distance, she looked like a jade gourd with distinct curves, warm and white, placed on the prayer mat.

Lu Guo remained silent, standing outside the door looking at the jade gourd.

After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Madam Liu finally finished reciting the sutra. She slowly stood up, turned around, and saw Lu Guo standing at the door. She was slightly taken aback, then revealed a faint smile, but the sorrow in her eyes did not disappear.

"Guo'er is here." Her voice was soft and weak, carrying an indescribable weariness. "Come in and sit down."

"Guo'er?"

"..."

Lu Guo was speechless for a moment. Was this identity implanted so casually yet so realistically?

He entered the Buddhist hall and glanced around.

The furnishings were simple. Besides the Buddha statue and the offering table, there was only a small table and two chairs against the wall, with tea set on the table, which seemed to have been prepared in advance.

But he was a little afraid to look at the Guanyin statue.