Universal system must die

Chapter 181, the water tank that can't be filled

Chu Qingyun did have an idea, he declined and chose dried pine nuts.

Dried pine nuts are sword cultivators, and they are most in line with young people's yearning for cultivating immortals. In addition, dried pine nuts have a serious appearance of cultivating immortals, which makes Chu Qingyun even more envious

Looking at Wu Qingzi's academic skills, the dark clouds he caused made people feel that this was not a good idea.

"Seniors, I want to learn from Senior Qiansongzi in Volume [-]. I am very interested in sword repair."

Chu Qingyun said carefully.

"Haha, Wu Qingzi, you are sure to lose this time. This person is quite accomplished, and the other person is like an idiot. Wait until you lose and drink my footwashing water!"

He Ming was stunned, how could the bet made by these two great talents be so naive, and people would drink footwashing water when they lost, this must be a wife or something!

"Humph!"

Wu Qingzi snorted coldly, his face darkened and he said to He Ming angrily, "Follow me."

"Senior, I haven't packed my things yet."

"Clean up, don't wait for me to repent."

After Wu Qingzi finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and left.

He Ming gave a wry smile, waved to Chu Qingyun repeatedly, and followed Wu Qingzi away.

Dried pine nuts smiled happily, and they were also great with Chu Qingyun.

Senior Brother Wang was left at the scene, looking at the figures of the two enviously.

Alas, hard work is important, but it is still not worth the talent. He is a little sad.

The inner disciples live in a honeycomb-style cave, and the bottom floor is populated by newcomers. The higher the aura is denser, the stronger the strength.

The two law enforcement elders naturally lived on the top of the mountain, with all pavilions and pavilions.

He Ming touched everything curiously and looked at the surrounding furnishings. Everything was so fresh.

He seems to have forgotten his original identity, as if he is a new disciple of a small sect in Xuantian World.

There are two stone beasts that he doesn't recognize at the gate of the courtyard, some of them look like unicorns, and they presumably have the same meaning as the lions placed at the gate of the powerful family.

Walking into the yard, there are small gardens on both sides, with some flowers and green plants planted, but many of them have not bloomed.

Walking into the yard, there is a side room that is steaming, and from above, there is a big pipe that is smoking.

Walking inside is the place to live. The entire courtyard can be the size of a basketball court, and it is known as a luxury house in this mountain.

"Boy, what's your name?"

Wu Qingzi looked at him coldly and said.

"Master, my name is He Ming."

"Don't call me master. It's not that easy to be my apprentice. If the water tank is too old, fill it up for me first."

"Well, okay. Master, oh no, what should I call you then?"

"Call me Daoist Yuanbao!"

"Yes, Yuanbao...the real person."

He Ming was a little funny, Wu Qingzi's name is really good.

Well, he asked where the water was fetched, and carrying two buckets, he went to fetch water from the Erlidi mountain spring pool.

With one bucket in each hand, it was easy to fetch two buckets of water.

The water tank is more than one meter high, thick enough for two people to hold together, and there is still half a tank of water in it. He Ming can fill it up with a few trips back and forth visually.

A bucket of water was brought up and after taking a few steps back, He Ming found that it was getting lighter and lighter.

Looking at the body of the barrel again, there are two finger-sized holes in the bottom of the fucking barrel, flowing happily.

This is too embarrassing. The hole at the bottom of the bucket seems to have been made intentionally. It would be good if only half of the bucket is left after carrying this bucket of water back.

He Ming fell angrily, Wu Qingzi is too good at tricking people!
After struggling for a long time, since the hole was made on purpose, it is likely that the old guy deliberately made a joke of himself.

He Ming gave birth to a wave of stubbornness, isn't it just half a tank of water, it will leak if it leaks.

After driving back and forth seven or eight times, the water tank was still not filled.

He Ming wondered, looking at the half tank of water in the water tank strangely, could it be that the water tank is also leaking.

Going around the water tank, no problem, it's strange.

He didn't believe in evil, and poured water into the tank a dozen more times, panting from exhaustion, but the water still didn't see any difficulty.

A certain unscrupulous old man was peeping somewhere, feeling extremely relieved by being pissed off.

At this time, a person walked in the yard.

"Hey, are you fetching water into the tank?"

The visitor looked at He Ming strangely and said, "Who are you? Why are you here?"

"My name is He Ming. Senior just brought it back. He asked me to fill up the water."

"Full?"

The visitor looked at He Ming in shock, "If you want to fill this tank with water, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it in three to five years."

He Ming was taken aback, what do you mean, he was also surprised that the water in this tank was too weird.

"This is not an ordinary water tank, it's... Anyway, if you know it's not enough to fill it up, don't bother."

"why?"

He Ming is curious, always wants to know the reason.

The visitor was amused, and said: "Did you make Master and his old man angry?"

"No, oh, senior is your master!"

"Well, that's right, my name is Zhao Lele, from now on you can just call me Senior Brother Le."

"Hi Brother Le, can I still fetch water?"

"You must have angered Master somewhere, go and cooperate with him, or you will be exhausted and you will not be satisfied."

"This... ok!"

He Ming stopped his work and looked around for Wu Qingzi.

"You bastard, interrupt Lao Tzu's theater as soon as you come here, go to the South Garden and chop five bamboos and come back."

Wu Qingzi's angry voice suddenly came from the courtyard.

Zhao Lele's smiling face suddenly turned pale, "Oops, Master is staring at He Ming."

It's bad, it should have sounded that Master likes to play tricks on people, this ruined his good show, it's miserable.

Zhao Lele, like a god of decline, agreed in despondency, went to the firewood room, took an ax on his shoulder, and walked towards the South Garden.

"Senior, Senior Brother Zhao was punished because of me, I request to cut bamboo with him."

He Ming couldn't see Wu Qingzi, so he could only shout.

"You want to go with him."

Wu Qingzi rolled his eyes, and happily agreed, "All right, you can go, you only need to cut half of Xiao Lele's bamboo."

"Senior, Brother Le was punished because of me, I can't be less than him, five bamboos."

He Ming answered firmly, while Zhao Lele kept pulling at his clothes, reminding him to stop quickly.

"Okay, if you have the backbone, you are limited to come back before the sun goes down."

After Wu Qingzi finished speaking, he stopped talking.

He Ming picked up the ax and followed Zhao Lele.

Alas, you are really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. Do you know what kind of bamboo you are cutting, so you agreed so readily.

"Isn't it just bamboo? Is it very thick?"

He Ming didn't take it seriously, no one had cut bamboo before.

Seeing his expression, Zhao Lele took him directly to Nanyuan without saying much.

"He Ming, Master asked you to cut down two plants. After you cut down two plants, go and subdue him, and beg him to forget it."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Lele sighed and walked into the bamboo forest, picked and picked the thinnest bamboo, about the thickness of a wrist, and chopped it up.

He Ming was a little disdainful, the bamboo forest was full of thousands of bamboos, and such a big man picked the thinnest ones, he couldn't afford to lose this man.

He found a bamboo at random, about the thickness of the mouth of a bowl, spit two mouthfuls into the palm of his hand, raised the ax high and high, and swung it down violently.

Clang!
When the ax struck the bamboo, it made a sound like gold and iron clanging, and the powerful vibration almost shattered his tiger's mouth.

When the ax went down, it only cut a shallow mark on the bamboo.

What kind of bamboo is this?
He Ming was horrified, no wonder Zhao Lele was so afraid, Wu Qingzi said it was punishment.

(End of this chapter)