Scum of the Cultivation World Chapter 58: Yangling grass (1)

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After hearing the old lady ’s question, Elder Lan, like a little girl, puffed her mouth a little angrily and muttered: "Fei Denan sent someone to say that it is for you to raise spirits.

Elder Lan ’s words prove that the old lady in front of her is pockmarked Aunt Jiu, but seeing how she speaks, Yue Qianchou is cold, where there is the beautiful and dignified lady just now, thinking that Grasping Immortal Island can be called an elder, most of them have passed two hundred At the age of two, a woman in her 200s is as coquettish as a little girl. Quickly step out of a walking ceremony: "Yue Qianchou, have seen Venerated Aunt Jiu."

"Yue Qianchou?" pockmarked Aunt Jiu seems to have heard his name and said in amazement: "Are you the Yue Qianchou who joined the Grasping Immortal Island and supported the Xianling?"

"It is the disciple."

"Do n’t you hear that Guan Weiwu has accepted you as an apprentice? How did Fei Denan send you? Are you a level 10 gas refiner? Weird, the old person can't see your cultivation behavior."

Elder Lan airway: "It must be that Fu Xian makes trouble, the elders of the Myriad Fragrant Garden are so narrow-minded, and these communiques can also be done. The Aunt Jiu your old people do n’t care."

When Yue Qianchou heard this, his eyes lit up, and I'm afraid he had hope of returning to Alchemy Pavilion again, bad! I knew I should n’t be so stiff with Yan Shu, impulsiveness is the devil!

"Is it?" pockmarked Aunt Jiu said with a sceptical haha ​​smile: "Fei Denan is a man in your family, I want to control you, I will not control it." Then the words changed sharply and said carefully: "But now host The elder of Myriad Fragrant Garden is him. Regardless of the seniority of anyone in Myriad Fragrant Garden, Fei Denan ’s words are the purpose of the law. I also have to obey the rules. Lan girl, just follow Fei Denan ’s words and take him down. ”

After listening to this, the thoughts of Yue Qianchou just slamming down again fell.

"Yes." Elder Lan deserves a lot of grievances, and a person who is more aggrieved than her follows. Naturally, it was Yue Qianchou. When he walked out of the courtyard, he heard the voice of Yan Zixia vaguely. "Grandma", is it called pockmarked Aunt Jiu?

Elder Lan turned into that beautiful and dignified woman in a flash, and tossed Yue Qianchou to a female disciple named Fu Rong outside. After a few words, she left.

That depressed Yue Qianchou! It was the first time in my life and in this life that I was sold so many times in a day.

Depressed is depressed, but this Fu Rong sister is really choking, and once she is so thin that she ca n’t help the wind, she does n’t know what ’s going on, and half of her face is covered by a whole scar. If you look at the other half Looking at the figure from the back, I feel a bit like Zhao Feiyan who is fighting against Yang Guifei. Yan is thin and fat! It is a thin beauty, but it cannot be seen from the front, otherwise it will scare people.

The clothes she wears are much older than those of other Grasping Immortal Island disciples. There are patches on her two weak shoulders, and a small cloth bag is worn diagonally.

Hey, weird! When Fu Rong saw herself, she looked a little shy and timid. It is the first time I have seen someone who is afraid of myself after joining the cultivation world for such a long time.

I woke up immediately, and the half-faced girl was either inferiority or a ruthless person who played a pig and ate a tiger.

Yue Qianchou salutes: "In the next Yue Qianchou, the tenth level of gas refining, I have seen my sister."

"Ah!" Half face Fu Rong was a little flustered, and quickly returned to the courtesy: "Fu ... Fu Rong, at the end of the foundation, I met Mr. Yue."

I still call my husband at the end of the foundation? Yue Qianchou froze for a moment, and said back: "Dare not, not dare, it turned out to be Martial Uncle/aunt."

Fu Rong was called a little uneasy, and said timidly: "Elder Lan confessed, let me give you the mulberry garden to raise the grass for you, come with me!" Then he turned and panicked.

"This back ... Unfortunately, that face!" Yue Qianchou shook his head regretfully.

Outside a small house where debris is piled up, two buckets, a pole, and a long scoop.

These three things Fu Rong gave him.

Yue Qianchou looked at Fu Rong who was on the side as if he had made a mistake, and looked at these three things suspiciously, three familiar things, and a familiar combination, but I could n’t remember where I saw them for a while. .

"Fu Rong Martial Uncle/aunt, these are for me? What's the use?" Yue Qianchou asked frowning.

"Yanglingcao ..." Fu Rong's voice was almost inaudible.

"Oh!" Yue Qianchou smiled embarrassedly: "Oh! Martial Uncle/aunt, I just got started soon, this ... Hey! I really don't know what to do with this cultivating grass, please Martial Uncle/aunt for your help."

"Then ... then come with me!" Fu Rong whispered, reaching out to take the three kinds of spirit-raising guys. Yue Qianchou quickly stopped and said: "I come, I come, no work Martial Uncle/aunt."

He can see it now. This disfigured little Martial Uncle/aunt is really timid and shy, but it does n’t mean he does n’t understand. He grabbed three things in his hands. A pole carried two buckets over his shoulders, and a long ladle was hung across the pole. He smiled and said, "Martial Uncle/aunt, please!"

Fu Rong nodded shyly. Two small hands grabbed the corners of the clothes and squeezed it. They led Yue Qianchou around the courtyard and walked along the tall walls for a long time before stopping.

There is a small ditch under the wall, connecting a small pool in front of you. The yellow-brown liquid in the pool emits an unpleasant smell. The floating objects on it are basically familiar to everyone-stool!

Frankly, the pond in front of me is a septic tank with feces and urine.

Yue Qianchou looked at the septic tank in front of him and was struck by lightning. His eyes were Boss. No need to explain, nothing to explain, he understood everything. He was born in the countryside in his previous life. How could he not understand that the scene of the hard work of the former farmer Uncle came to mind to fertilize the crops.

Nourishment grass? Fertilize Lingcao? Use manure to fertilize Lingcao? Lingcao also absorbs this thing?

Fei Denan communique private enmity! Yue Qianchou's face turned white first, then red, red turned blue and then black, and there was already a tendency to run away. No wonder they started to look at these three things familiarly, for this purpose.

The Fu Rong on the side has taken a few steps back in shock.

Only listen to Yue Qianchou choking with a thick neck and binge for a lifetime: "I x! The spirit grass that raises shit, Fei Denan you have the kind, ask Laozi to pick up big dung!"

Looking at the red eyes, panting Yue Qianchou, Fu Rong pinching the corner of the clothes tightly, the white fingers are white, the eyes are already tears, only her voice is slightly choked: "Mr. Yue, You do n’t have to be angry, I did this job originally, you do n’t have to do it, I wo n’t tell Elder Lan, you ... you have a rest! ”The steps moved carefully, squatted slowly, pale hands picked up on the ground Put things in place.