43 Chapter 43

Disciples such as Li Qingyang and Lu Qianqian picked up the Sect mission and later went to Qingyang Village to start looking for targets to do the mission.

"Iron Skeleton Sect disciple?"

"Dog … Jun Changxiao, stinky brat, when did you receive so many disciples?"

"Under the big banyan tree, the boy who looks like a big girl said that he was ordered by Sect Master, and wrote a letter for us for Zhao Xiucai."

The villagers of Qingyang Village gathered at the entrance of the village to discuss.

Li Qingyang, who was sitting under the big tree, heard that everyone described herself as a big girl, and she felt hurt.

In fact, he was very sunny and manly. He was regarded as a girl because of his bright Sect costumes.

Before long, a white-haired old woman with a cane walked slowly.

Li Qingyang said, "Grandma, do you want to write a letter?"

The white-haired old woman said with her ears sideways: "Wa, what did you just say?"

"I said, are you here to write a letter?" Li Qingyang's voice improved a lot.

The white-haired old woman still didn't hear her clearly. She shook her skinny hand and pointed to her ear, saying, "I'm too old to hear my ears."

Li Qingyang No problem, I had to write a pen on the paper, 'Are you here to write a letter'?

Coincidentally, Xiao Zuiji, who was carrying two buckets of dung, came down the path and saw the second senior brother showing paper to his grandmother, and almost fell to the ground with a puppet.

Li Qingyang heard the movement and looked over, saying, "Junior Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Xiao Zuiji forcibly stabilized his body so that two buckets of droppings would not fall, and collapsed, "Senior Brother, do you think she can read?"

Li Qingyang patted his mind and said, "Forget, most of the villagers in Qingyang Village are illiterate, and I can't read it after I write it."

He luckily dantian shouted, "Are you here to write a letter?"

The old woman with white hair heard this time, but knocked on the cane and said, "Well, can't you keep quiet, my ears are almost deaf by your ears."

"pu pass."

Li Qingyang collapsed directly on the table.

...

Inside the deciduous courtyard.

A series of white clothed strong clothes Lu Qianqian stands like a hibiscus in the water, with gentle power in the soft hands.

"shua!"

She raised her wrist gently.

However, the bamboo broom that is held can hardly withstand the power and suddenly burst.

Lu Qianqian slightly creases: "Why is it broken again?"

Looking at it, three bamboo broomsticks were broken under the feet, and it was miserable.

"Aunt … girl …" Wang Dazhen, who was hiding in the distance and protected by a dustpan, said honestly, "You … are you here to sweep the floor, or to kill!"

"humph."

Lu Qianqian threw the broken broom on the ground, angrily: "Everyone said no, Sect Master asked me to come."

Sect Master?

Wang Dayu thought of Jun Changxiao.

Cursed in his heart: "Bastard boy, what do you mean?"

"hu hu! "

Suddenly, waves of air blew.

Wang Dazhen hurriedly raised the dustpan, but still glanced, and saw the beautiful girl, waving her hands in the air, the leaves were stirred and gathered together.

"It works much better than a broom."

Lu Qianqian cast a cold eye on Divine Dao: "Hey, where do you put this rubbish?"

"The door … outside the door …" Aunt Wang hurriedly pointed outside.

"shua!"

Lu Qianqian's footsteps were wrong, as if dancing, the tender white jade palms fluttered in the void, and the leaves gathered into a ball flew out of the wall.

"pu pass."

Su Xiaomo, who was looking for Little Huang in the village, just passed by from the outside and was hit by a large leaf and branch directly on his head.

"Pu haha!"

Disciple doing the task separately, seeing that Senior Brother was covered with leaves all over his body, he couldn't help laughing.

"Get out, let go!"

At this moment, Xiao Zuiji, carrying the dung, rushed down the uphill, because he couldn't control the flat load, two buckets of dung swung left and right, and a lot of dung sputtered on their faces.

"haha!"

Su Xiaomo laughed loudly when he saw chicken dung on the faces of two Junior Brothers.

After arriving at Pingpo, Xiao Zuiji finally stabilized the two buckets of feces, and looked back awkwardly: "Senior Brother, sorry …"

"hu hu! "

The two disciples with dung on their faces leaned over their red eyes.

Seeing this, Xiao Zuiji hurriedly pushed his shoulders away.

"Don't let him run!"

The two disciples chased quickly, and ignored the chicken dung, went straight into the bucket, oh la la wiped it on his face, and grinned with a smile: "Right."

"Ha Ha Ha."

Su Xiaomo burst into tears.

"bang!"

The leaves piled up again inside the wall, hit him on the head, and suddenly rolled his eyes and fell. .

...

There are not many people in Qingyang Village, there are only a few hundred mouths. Most of the strong men go out to work, and the old and weak women and children stay behind, which is slightly dull in normally.

When the Iron Skeleton Sect disciple arrived, he went from house to house to do the tasks, but it became lively.

Gradually, the villagers understood that dog disciples were here to do voluntary work for everyone, and they readily accepted it.

"Mr Li, I want to write a letter."

Under the banyan tree, a XNUMX-year-old old man said with a smile: "Give it to the second baby in the town, let him spend more of his mind on reading, don't just keep playing."

Li Qingyang wrote it.

In a few hours, he has written letters for five villagers.

I wrote to my son, and to other relatives in the countryside. Most of the content was based on the family. Although it is simple, it is expensive.

After writing a letter, Li Qingyang thoughtfully: "I see, Sect Master wants me to listen to their hearts so that I can understand what's out of them."

...

"pa pa! "

In the courtyard, Lu Qianqian clapped his hands and said, "It's almost there."

There is a leaf and a trace of dust on the ground, which is much cleaner than cleaning with a bamboo broom.

Wang Dayu was paralyzed at the door of the hall, with a look of tears.

The yard was clean and dust-free, but the few big trees that were planted were lush and leafy, and now they were bare, and even the branches were torn and only the trunk was left.

This is not the point. The point is … all kinds of vegetables grown in the vegetable garden in the yard have been uprooted and thrown out.

"Do you have to clean the room?"

"shua!"

Wang Dazhen jumped up and guarded the door and said, "Girl, I'll come to the room myself, so I don't need to trouble you."

"No."

Lu Qianqian said: "Sect Master said, I want to help you with housework."

With a wave of her hand, she pulled her out, stepped into the house, and immediately heard the sound of '碰撞 当' 哐 当 'tea cup iron bowls colliding.

"Ah!"

Wang Dazhen hugged his head and scolded Yang Tian: "Bastard boy, you sent someone on purpose to torture your mother!"

...

The evening is coming.

In the great hall, smelling chicken feces, Jun Changxiao pinched his nose and said, "Let's bathe Lao Tzu!"

"Shua! Shua!"

Xiao Zuiji and the others disappeared instantly.

Li Qingyang said: "Sect Master, today Junior Brother Tian has accomplished the task well."

Jun Changxiao startled, "How do you mute?"

Li Qingyang hearing this, tears almost fell down and said: "The clients are all older grandmothers, and none of them are jealous."

"Hey."

Jun Changxiao patted him on the shoulder and said, "Tough work."

"en?"

He swept the disciple and said, "Why? Why didn't I come back with you?"

"bang! bang!"

Suddenly, the ground shook.

Jun Changxiao looked up and watched the dust fall from the beam, saying, "Earthquake?"

"Stinky brat, get out!"

Suddenly, a roar came from outside the great hall.

"Aunt Wang?"

Jun Changxiao hurriedly went out, but suddenly stepped back, scaring a hand on the edge of the door.

On the martial arts stage, Wang Dayi took a kitchen knife in one hand and a rolling pin in the other. Murderous-looking came, and every step was The earth shook and the mountain quivered.

"Sect Master."

Lu Qianqian was standing on the corner of the gate and said differently: "She has to come to thank you, disciple can't stop it."

"Oh."

Jun Changxiao took a spit and hurriedly said, "Wang Dasao, there is something … Ah, Wang Dashui is about to kill!"

(End of this chapter)