Su Ping felt like he had bumped into something, and then his shoes were splashed with water.
Looking closely, I saw a thin and dry little girl sitting sideways on the ground. Her body was already wet to a large extent. She must have been hurt by a fall. She was wiping tears with her mouth closed.
"Sorry, I was just thinking about something and didn't notice you."
Su Ping apologized.
"Water...my water..."
The little girl ignored Su Ping and sobbed.
"..."
Su Ping had no choice but to bend down and lift the bucket, and then froze.
How can I put it... Judging from the size of this wooden bucket, it would weigh at least thirty kilograms of water when filled, and due to balance issues, it would be a little difficult for an adult to carry such a bucket of water.
Look at this little girl's thin figure...she doesn't feel as heavy as a bucket of water.
No wonder it's so sad, it must have taken more than one break to mention it this far.
"Stop crying, let me help you." Su Ping said.
"good!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the little girl immediately raised her head and looked straight at Su Ping.
There was no trace of tears in those big eyes.
"..."
Su Ping's face trembled violently.
Is this the Duke's Mansion?
Can such a little girl play herself?
Su Ping was speechless. He lifted the bucket to the well, filled it with water, and then started to wash himself.
The little girl didn't even say a word of thanks, she just wanted to carry the bucket and leave.
However, until Su Ping finished washing up, the little girl was still holding back her energy to fetch water while saying "ugh~oh~".
The bucket didn't move at all.
"Can you stop acting?"
Su Ping's head was full of black lines and he said angrily: "I was planning to help you take it back."
"Oh, okay."
The little girl simply let go of the wooden barrel beam and turned to pick up Su Ping's copper basin.
…At least he’s quite sensible.
"Lead the way." Su Ping lifted up the wooden bucket filled with water.
The two of them walked towards the west, one behind the other.
Only male servants lived in the reverse house. Su Ping originally thought that the little girl would turn in from the front yard, but he didn't expect that she would keep walking in a straight line to the west and didn't stop until she was almost at the corner.
"You live here?" Su Ping looked at the room next to him in surprise.
If I remember correctly, there was still a male servant living here yesterday who did rough work. When did the person change?
"How's it going? Are you envious?"
The little girl nodded proudly.
Su Ping's mouth twitched.
But what they said was true. Although it was next door, it was much larger than my own room, and it was divided into two rooms: an inner room and an inner room.
Su Ping was finally afraid to talk to her, so he carried the water in, took the copper basin and left.
"My name is Shen Xian'er, what's your name?"
The little girl shouted from behind Su Ping.
"Su Ping."
"Sure enough, it doesn't sound as good as mine."
"..."
Su Ping stumbled suddenly, turned left with a dark face, entered the house, and closed the door with a 'snap'.
"Uh? It turns out we are neighbors!"
Shen Xianer stuck out her tongue, thinking that the neighbors here have a bad temper.
As soon as he entered the room, Su Ping couldn't pretend anymore, and he leaned against the door with his back turned, panting like an ox.
"Damn it, if you don't have that... diamond ring... what kind of porcelain work can you do?"
A bucket of water weighs more than 30 kilograms, which is not heavy, but it is quite taxing for a body that is often undernourished.
Su Ping rested for a while and realized the importance of physical fitness, "No...I almost made a fool of myself even carrying a bucket of water. This body is too weak. If I don't get any other honors, I will collapse first."
Anyway, it's still early, so it's not too late to do some exercise before going to the Imperial College.
As soon as he thought of it, Su Ping immediately lay down and started doing push-ups.
one two three……
However, just as he silently counted to thirteen, Su Ping's arms softened and he fell to the ground.
Thirteen...no, only twelve and a half.
Su Ping gritted his teeth and turned over, then lay on the ground and looked at his hands.
Too weak...
He also said that if he had the chance, he would try some martial arts.
With this kind of physical fitness? I really miss Taozi.
It seems that improvement can only be achieved after reaching the four realms of Confucianism and Taoism. Among the various wonders of literary energy, there is the temporary enhancement of physical fitness.
It's a pity that it's just talent at the moment, so there's basically no need to think about it...
etc!
Su Ping suddenly realized a problem.
My own talent is so different from Shen Yushu's.
Is it just a head-on difference?
Thinking of this, Su Ping immediately closed his eyes and sank into the mist space.
With a slight movement of thought, talent came suddenly and hovered at the side.
"After the four realms, you can use Wen Qi to attach to your body to gain strength."
Su Ping looked at Cai Qi and kept thinking, "Since Wen Qi can be used in this way, there is no reason why Cai Qi can't be used. It's just because the level of Cai Qi is insufficient and the effect is extremely weak, so it doesn't make much difference whether it is used or not... Can the lack of level be used to make up for it with quantity?"
A bold idea appeared in his mind.
However, Shen Yushu only mentioned how to attach such a thing, and you still need to figure out how to operate it yourself.
"Indoctrinate the right arm."
A thought was conveyed.
The ball of talent suddenly came close to Su Ping's consciousness, but because it did not have any physical existence, it circled twice and then returned to its original position.
"It seems like it's only useful if you go out."
Su Ping exited the fog space.
But when he tried to mobilize his talent again, he found that he could not sense the existence of talent at all, as if he had not brewed it at all.
"...How did Shen Yushu mobilize his talents?"
Su Ping was puzzled, "Could it be that the talent itself is in the physical body, and it's just because I have this mist space that I can contain the talent?"
Whatever the possibility, now a new problem has arisen.
How to establish a connection with talent without entering the foggy space.
The dual use of distraction should be possible, but the real dual use of distraction is simply not something that normal people can do.
Two thoughts need to be born at the same time, each executing different commands.
There is hope for schizophrenia.
Unfortunately, Su Ping is not a schizophrenic, so he can only use the stupidest method.
Empty your mind and sink little by little. The operation method is the same as entering the mist space, but stop sinking at the critical point.
If reality and mist space are regarded as two worlds close together, what he needs to do is to stay at the border of the two worlds with his consciousness, without leaving or entering.
Su Ping started to try.
fail.
fail.
fail……
I don't know how long it took, but Su Ping's vision suddenly dimmed.
Just like space overlapping, three mists appear together.
It's just that the whole room is a little blurry and distorted, like it's struggling back and forth between illusion and reality.
Su Ping was neither sad nor happy, and slowly raised his arms.
That ball of talent flew into the forest like a swallow, and swooped into his right arm.
Immediately afterwards, a powerful bursting feeling accompanied by pain came.
"efficient!"
Su Ping's heart surged, and he broke away from the state of neither sadness nor joy.
The powerful feeling in his right arm also disappeared.
With a clear direction, Su Ping was not discouraged and continued to follow the same pattern.
A quarter of an hour later, the vision dimmed again.
This time, Su Ping tried his best to maintain his inner peace and tried the increase brought by talent attachment.