This warehouse courtyard is relatively simple.

When you enter the courtyard, there is a large courtyard. The ground is flat and clean, without a trace of weeds, and there is also a lot of fine sand and stone, leaving only wooden corridors in the middle and on both sides.

There are wing rooms around the courtyard where items are stored. Now these wing rooms have long been cleared, and only the innermost wing room has been transformed into a practice room.

There were not many people in the yard, only three craftsmen from the family followed the instructions and were helping to debug the training equipment made by Babylonian batteries in the practice room.

Zhu Lingwu waved his hand and asked the servants and followers to stay outside the courtyard gate, and only let the talented one continue to follow him in. After all, he was also in charge of everything in it.

"Young Master, don't worry, I asked them to prepare well. However, you have instructed me not to practice this kind of martial arts again. If you are like this, the villain will not be able to afford to be guilty of any danger!"

This is called a good-talented slave. Although he is only twelve or three years old, he is very mature and can do things smartly. Only by becoming the slave that Zhu Lingwu trusts most in front of his master.

According to normal development, when Zhu Lingwu gets older and goes out to get married independently, he will follow him and become a big butler under Zhu Lingwu's sect. After all, he grew up together since childhood and has the trust of knowing the roots and bottom of his heart.

Of course, the parents and ancestors of this talented man were originally managers of Zhu's family. The education he received since childhood was about how to serve his master, gain his trust, and do anything for his master. He had been doing everything he could to listen to Zhu Lingwu's instructions before.

But now that things are coming, Liangcai is a little worried. After all, this family is Zhu Lingwu's cheap father. If Zhu Lingwu practices martial arts, he and even the family behind him will be implicated.

Previously, Zhu Lingwu's former owner, who was struck by lightning, was carried back to Tongshan County Government. If the eight-year-old doll had not suddenly had an idea and ran out without saying hello to anyone, I was afraid that Liangcai and other followers would have been punished.

Even so, he and the servants who often followed Zhu Lingwu were beaten fifteen times afterwards. Fortunately, Zhu Lingwu was rescued, otherwise they would have been beaten to death directly.

Before, after listening to Zhu Lingwu's instructions, Liangcai didn't think much about it. In order to ensure his status, he had to do the things for Zhu Lingwu, but now he is afraid again.

"Don't worry, I have my own opinions. You didn't say that those magical instruments can already control the power, and they can't kill people. Besides, I'm just here to take a look now! Remember, I can't let my father know about this!"

Zhu Lingwu glanced at Liangcai. He had never had contact with such a child before. In his world, these old children were afraid that they would still be with their parents to play with their children's temper.

However, in this world, at such age, he can already understand people's hearts so much. Maybe the eight-year-old doll did not understand his little thoughts before, but how could he be hidden from Zhu Lingwu?

"Young Master, the villain is also worried about your body. Last time, it scared the villain to death! It's also a thank you to the ancestor of the Lord's family who used immortal art to rescue the young master. However, this, the master already knows this!"

Liangcai carefully pondered the language. Since Zhu Lingwu took over this body, the servant closest to the front of this body still felt Zhu Lingwu's changes.

"Dad already knows it? Then he has seen these magic weapons! Liangcai, you are too troubled!"

Zhu Lingwu was not surprised by this. Speaking of his current cheap father, he still cared about him very much, which is very different from the sad family relationship between the male protagonists in his original world novels.

Such a big thing happened before, and it would be strange if his father didn't let the servants around him take care of him tightly.

Tongshan County Government said it was not big, and it was impossible to tell what he did without his father knowing it. But this good talent only told himself that Zhu Lingwu saw through his thoughts at first sight, and it was obvious that neither side dared to offend him.

But you still need to install it!

"Master, I can't blame me for this matter. It was Aji who secretly said that I was called by the master to review it! The master also came to see it, and felt it was safe and a little strange, so he agreed to let me continue to do it. However, after seeing the finished product, the master said that although this was a child's thing, he still ordered not to use it to practice the exercises casually."

Liangcai made a look of grievance, as if he was really forced. As for Aji, he did not usually deal with him, but he was a slave who could say a few words by Zhu Lingwu.

At a young age, he already knows how to use such means to exclude opponents who threaten his position.

Zhu Lingwu was really worried. What kind of world is this? Such a young child around him already understood this method. Although it was a little naive, it really felt terrible.

Thinking of this, Zhu Lingwu couldn't help but secretly remind himself that it seemed that he should be more careful and not reveal his true identity. Unless he can successfully cultivate immortals and build foundations, he can escape from this mortal world and there is no need to worry about such constraints.

So Zhu Lingwu deliberately turned his head and looked at Liangcai, looked like a childish look, snorted, and walked along the wooden path in the middle of the yard.

Liangcai glanced at Zhu Lingwu's back slightly, and seemed to have thought about something in his heart. Then he turned to look at the gate of the courtyard and followed Zhu Lingwu in just a few steps.

The servants and followers waiting outside also looked inside. They didn't know much about the situation inside and didn't dare to inquire casually. This is the rule.

There were all kinds of thoughts in my mind about the things that Liangcai was doing here, but who told Liangcai to do all this? They couldn't take on this job, and they couldn't do anything about it. The one named Aji had the most complicated eyes.

Not long after, Zhu Lingwu had already arrived in the practice room. The three craftsmen who were originally inside quickly stood aside and bowed to Zhu Lingwu to greet him.

This wing room is about a hundred square meters of space. There is no skylight open and there are few windows around it, so the light inside is not good.

A lot of illuminated candles were placed around the room. With the reflection of the bronze mirror behind the candlelight, a clear place appeared in the middle of the practice room.

It doesn't look special on the surface, it's just a small couch-like countertop, covered with cloth around it, and a futon that can be sat cross-legged.

At a rough look, it doesn’t look like a place for martial arts practice, but it seems to be suitable for cultivating immortals and refining qi. However, this warehouse does not have a special spiritual energy condensation array, nor is it a place where spiritual energy gathers in the cave. Cultivating immortals and refining qi here is almost useless.

Zhu Lingwu looked at the small practice platform and nodded with satisfaction. Then he turned around and walked around behind the small practice platform. Here he could see the mystery below the small practice platform.

There were about nine and a half meters high porcelain jars arranged in sequence, with copper wire ropes wrapped in leather on them, and there were even more complicated lines on the side. Finally, the two copper wires were connected to two small copper sticks, allowing people to touch these two small copper sticks on the practice platform.

At the same time, there is also a mechanism that can be turned on the back of the practice table, which seems to control the amount of electricity released by these series Baghdadian electromagnetically, so that practitioners can choose the required amount of electricity themselves.

"Very good! Have you all done the debugging?"
Chapter completed!