I'm just a swineherd, not a beastmaster.

After a lot of effort, Yuan Feng was sweating profusely, and finally managed to squeeze out half a bucket of milk.

But this cow was still restless and was about to kick over the milk bucket.

Fortunately, Yuan Feng was quick-witted.

This is really a kick in the ass, what is he drinking?

"You, are you in heat today? You're so irritable, it's exhausting me."

Yuan Feng was extremely exhausted, and Lei Niang was not feeling well either. They hoped that Xiao Ling would bring the Nine-tailed Fox back soon, but she never did.

It's too late now, all the milk has been squeezed out, and we can only hope that Da Ya can hold on a little longer.

As soon as Yuan Feng walked out of the cowshed carrying the milk bucket, Daya took over and hummed a high note to announce that he was hungry.

"Scream, why are you screaming? You won't starve to death if you eat a little later. Save some energy to push the sow!"

Yuan Feng was an old pig keeper, but he didn't indulge him. He scolded him back and then brought the milk into the house himself.

"It's over..."

Daya was disheartened. His master ignored him and there was nothing he could do.

Now we can only pray that the girl can pull through.

But this is impossible, because the milk contains Lei Niang's original power.

Lei Niang has the ability to control thunder and lightning. Her original power contains the most violent thunder element. Even if a cultivator comes, it will be difficult to resist unless he reaches the Nascent Soul stage, not to mention that the girl is a mortal.

"It's over, what's over?"

"Xiao Ling!"

Da Ya's eyes lit up.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier that you were coming back? I'm so worried about you, old pig."

"I just got back. This nine-tailed fox went to the city to pick up men. She ran a little far."

"What are you talking about? Those gentlemen and I are in love with each other." The nine-tailed fox defended herself aggrievedly.

"I'm in love with a fox like you?" Xiao Ling didn't give her any face. "Stop talking nonsense and do as I told you on the way. Did the girl in the house see it?"

"Saw."

The nine-tailed fox stopped talking nonsense and glared at Zhao Muxin who was about to drink milk with a barely noticeable blush.

Zhao Muxin was stunned for a moment, and the bowl of milk in her hand fell to the ground with a bang, breaking into three pieces.

"What's wrong?" Yuan Feng looked at Zhao Muxin in surprise.

How come the bowl fell? What a waste of a big bowl of milk.

"I...I..." Zhao Muxin didn't know what happened to her. Suddenly, her mind went blank and the bowl fell out of her hand.

"I'm sorry, benefactor, Xin'er is just clumsy."

Zhao Muxin was full of apology and reached out to pick up the broken bowl.

"Hold still, and get the broom."

There are so many broken pieces in the bowl that you can cut your hands if you are not careful.

Yuan Feng knew this and considerately let her use a broom.

"Benefactor, it's all Xin'er's fault."

As she spoke, tears welled up in Zhao Muxin's eyes and were about to burst out in the next moment.

She really felt guilty. She was living under someone else's roof and had caused trouble for her benefactor. At this moment, she even wanted to kneel down to Yuan Feng.

"Don't cry!" Yuan Feng couldn't bear to see others cry. "It's just one bowl. It's no big deal. There's still more milk. I'll scoop another bowl for you."

"No, benefactor, actually I dare not drink this milk. I feel nauseous when I smell it." Zhao Muxin blurted out and made a retching gesture.

"You don't dare to eat it? That's fine." There are people who can't accept milk, and there's no point in forcing them. "Since you don't want to drink it, there's still a pancake left in the pot. I'll give it to you."

"Thank you so much, my benefactor."

"Don't keep calling me benefactor or benefactor. It sounds weird. Just call me by my name. If you really don't want to, I'm older than you. So just call me Brother Feng."

"Well...Brother Feng...Brother, I'd better call my benefactor Brother Feng, it's more intimate."

"As long as you're happy, let me take a look at the house being built outside. You can clean up the house after breakfast. Is that not too much trouble?"

"This is what Xin'er should do for En...Brother Feng."

Zhao Muxin finally stopped crying, and she looked sparkling as she smiled.

As expected of a city dweller, her smile is so sweet.

Yuan Feng said this secretly and left the house.

Outside the house, Wang Er was working.

Apart from being a little lazy, Wang Er's technique was impeccable. In a short while, he had compacted the foundation flat.

"Brother Yuanfeng, come here, let's discuss something."

Seeing Yuan Feng coming out, Wang Er greeted him enthusiastically.

No need to think, hearing the name, I know he wants to ask me for something again.

Yuan Feng walked over slowly: "What are you discussing?"

"There is a problem. I can build a house, but I don't have the wood."

"Wood? It's no big deal. I'll get it for you."

Yuan Feng had not originally intended to let Wang Er collect wood. It was already good enough to trick him into doing hard labor, but Yuan Feng was even so wicked as to let him collect wood for his own house.

"If the young lady asks you, you can't say that you got the wood."

Wang Er has a lot on his mind.

"Don't worry, I won't tell."

Yuan Feng waved his hand and went up the mountain with his sword.

The flying sword in his hand was very sharp and strong, perfect for chopping trees.

If Master Mo Qi, the forger of the sword, knew that Yuan Feng was using a sword to chop down a tree, he would never forgive him.

Fortunately he didn't know.

On the mountain, Yuan Feng saw a good tree and chopped it down. With one strike of his sword, the tree fell down, the birds scattered, and the forest became lively again.

It was afternoon and Yuan Feng estimated that it was about time.

Carry as many cut logs as possible and start transporting them down the mountain.

Hundreds of logs were chopped down this time, and four to five logs were transported at a time. It would take more than twenty times to finish the transportation. This was not a problem at all for Yuan Feng now.

"Oh!"

Wang Er, who was working, was startled by the sudden vibration.

When he turned around, he saw Yuan Feng throwing a log that was as thick as his arms and four or five meters long to the ground.

One throw still leaves five.

Wang Er was about to step forward to ask questions, but Yuan Feng ignored him, dropped the wood and continued to climb the mountain.

Wang Er looked at the logs on the ground in surprise: "Is this wood so light? Can a pig farmer carry five logs at a time?"

He bent down and tried to give it a try, but he couldn't move the log at all even with his face turning red.

"So heavy?"

I can’t lift it. I can’t lift it at all.

As he didn't have enough strength, he could only use a saw to cut the log into pieces.

The setting sun and the afterglow of the sunset are breathtakingly beautiful.

But Yuan Feng had no time to appreciate it. Even though he was at the fifth level of Qi Refining, he was still sweating and panting after balancing hundreds of logs.

After everything was moved, the sun had completely set and Wang Er stopped working.

Wang Er worked very efficiently. In just one afternoon, he had built a wooden wall half a person's height.

The outline of the house has already appeared.

"Pig farmer, how did you move all this wood?"

Wang Er had been thinking about this question for the whole afternoon, and finally caught up with Yuan Feng to ask him about it.

"I just carried it on my shoulders."

"Don't fool me, I'm asking how you have the strength to move it."

"I am a cultivator now and I am stronger." Yuan Feng said honestly.

"Bullshit, you are just a pig farmer, how can you be a monk? I am still the emperor, you must have taken a powerful pill!"

"Okay, then just treat it as if I took a powerful pill."

"any left?"

"What?"

"Playing dumb, huh? Viagra."

Where did Yuan Feng get the powerful pill? Wasn’t this made by Wang Er? Yuan Feng was stumped by this question.

"Brother Feng."

Zhao Muxin suddenly appeared with two bowls of water and inadvertently rescued Yuan Feng.

"Drink water."

"Just right, I'm so thirsty."

Yuan Feng took the bowl and gulped it down.

"You drink too."

Out of politeness, Zhao Muxin also handed it to Wang Er.

After taking the bowl, Wang Er thought too much and regarded the water as a token of love, and was reluctant to drink it for a long time.

This made Zhao Muxin feel a little embarrassed. She didn't know whether to walk or stand.

Yuan Feng's eyesight was still sharp: "No, Wang Er, do you want to drink or not? If not, give my bowl back to me."

"Drink it. The young lady gave it to me, so of course I drink it."

Wang Er drank it with a squinting look, then held the bowl in his hand for a long time without returning it.

"Bring it to you."

Yuan Feng reached out and grabbed it.

"Zhao Muxin, take the dishes back and wash them."

Zhao Muxin ran back to the house as if she had been pardoned.

"shy."

Wang Er said this with a sentimental attitude.

"shameless."

Yuan Feng secretly complained.

"Okay, it's almost time, you should go home."

"I'm not tired yet. Besides, I want to have a long chat with the young lady."

"Another day. You've been busy all day and you're all sweaty. If you sit with others, I'm afraid you'll suffocate them."

"That's true. I'll come back tomorrow."

"Goodbye."

After seeing Wang Er off, Yuan Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

It's tiring to fool people.

"Son."

Just as I was about to enter the house, I suddenly heard a whisper calling me.

"Sir, you called me?"

Yuan Feng turned around and saw a woman in a white dress.

The white dress was low-shouldered, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white shoulders and the peaks of her chest. Her graceful figure was very charming.

Yuan Feng couldn't help swallowing his saliva...this outfit was too avant-garde.

Are there still low-cut dresses in this world?

This was the first time he knew.

It may also be that I have always been in the mountain village, and this outfit may not be popular nowadays.

Yuan Feng didn't think much about it and waved his hand to greet him: "Hello, what's up?"

"Sir, my humble name is Hu Jiuer. I met bandits on the road and got separated from my family. I have nowhere to go. Can I stay here for a night?"

"No, the house is full."

It was really full. Yuan Feng was not making excuses. If one more person came, he would have to live in the cowshed.

"no?"

Hu Jiuer was stunned.

She is a nine-tailed fox in disguise, and is instructed by Xiao Ling to approach Yuan Feng.

She had clearly used her innate talent to seduce, but still failed. This was something she had never expected.