Zaisuke

There are many mountains and mountains, deep in the white clouds, and in front of the majestic mountain gate, there are several disciples on the white jade steps who are responsible for cleaning.

At this time, it is different, people are facing each other, and people are crowded.This one is pressing that person's face, that one is pulling the arm next to him, and the one next to him is stepping on the foot behind him, in front of the gate of Hongping Road, there is a mess.

Such a crowded crowd frightened the little disciple who opened the door, and he turned around and asked, "Brother, are we still opening the door?"

The younger disciples call him Senior Brother Liu Xianghe, the eldest disciple of Yaoning Peak in Hongping Dao. This time, he is in charge of recruiting handymen in Hongping Dao.

Hongping Dao, Faxiang Temple, Wuchen Palace, and Qiushui Tower are called the Four Schools together. This time the recruitment of handymen also attracted many monks.

"What are you panicking, open the door."

Hearing Liu Xianghe's words, the little disciple subconsciously pushed open the mountain gate, turned sideways and asked Liu Xianghe and other senior brothers to go out.

The six senior brothers in plain white clothes stepped across the threshold, and the noisy mountain gate quickly fell silent.

Liu Xianghe glanced over the dark faces of the people on the white jade steps.

"Xu Feng, Li Ergeng, Zhao Bing...Ji Rong...Fang Xiaodie, Song Xiner."

Liu Xianghe read a string of names, "82 of you stay here, the rest, please go back."

"Brother Ji Rong, congratulations on staying." The girl with pink cheeks hugged the boy's arm and said.

The boy named Ji Rong smiled slightly, "You too."

"Xiaodie, in the future, if you have anything to do in the sect, I will look for your elder brother Ergeng, I will protect you." Li Ergeng pushed Ji Rong away from Fang Xiaodie and approached the girl.

There was no anger on the boy's face, he just smiled apologetically at Fang Xiaodie through Li Ergeng, and then walked down the mountain with the flow of people.

Hongping Road is next to the Luo River, and beside the Luo River is the city of Luo, and Ji Rong lives in an inn in the city of Luo.

The room in the inn is tidy. After entering the door, there is a round wooden table in the center, with a teapot and teacups placed on it, and a paper crane stands still on the lid of the teapot.

It was already night when we went up the white jade stairs, and behind the majestic mountain gate were pavilions hidden in the clouds and mist.

Ji Rong is the handyman in the kitchen, sharing a room with three other handymen who are also in the kitchen.

When they entered the door, the three handymen had already fallen asleep under the covers.

"Hey, new guy, get up, it's time for you to fetch water!"

When he was speaking, the man was about to kick Ji Rong out of bed.

"is it?"

As if he was still waking up, the boy's voice was soft, and he half-rolled his eyes.

The morning light was twilight, and the room was a little dark, but Zheng Feng, who was about to kick the boy out of bed, suddenly stopped his movements, and a cold air surged from his back.

After the boy closed his eyes again, Zheng Feng realized that the boy's eyes were really cold just now, looking at him, it seemed that he was looking at a dead person.

Thinking of this, Zheng Feng shuddered, and he didn't dare to tell the boy to fetch water, so he hurriedly got out of bed to fetch water.

Before Ji Rong came, Zheng Feng had always been in charge of fetching water for the other two people in the room to wash up in the morning. Those two had some cultivation, and one of them had something to do with a small steward in the big kitchen. Zheng Feng didn't dare to offend.

When Zheng Feng entered the door with his usual flattering smile, carrying a water basin, he almost threw the water basin out.

"Brother Wang, Brother Zhang, who are you?"

One of the two tall men was serving tea, the other was squatting by the bed to put on the boy's shoes, and the boy himself combed his long black hair with a black headband.

"Xiao Zheng is back, come, come, see fourth brother soon, let's take care of fourth brother together from now on."

These words sound a bit strange.

Zheng Feng didn't ask any further questions, and kept saying yes. After the young man left, Zhang Chao held his chest and cried out, "It hurts me so much, he used it so hard."

There was a circle of red around Wang Cheng's neck, and his face was still a little green. Zheng Feng asked tentatively: "Two brothers, he is the only one who beat you?"

"Hit? I almost thought I was going to die!"

Wang Cheng rubbed the red circle around his neck, just now the two of them became lustful for the boy.

As soon as Wang Cheng and Zhang Chao opened their eyes, they saw the handsome young man sleeping peacefully. The steward told them yesterday that a newcomer had arrived, but he didn't expect that he was prettier than those female disciples.

The two looked at each other, then leaned towards the boy in the dim environment.

As he got closer, Wang Cheng couldn't help swallowing, his mind was about to move, thinking about the boy's water-soaked eyes almost melted his heart.

Zhang Chao wiped the corner of his mouth, and looked at Wang Cheng with greed in his eyes.

After wiping his hands on his pants, Wang Cheng stretched out his hand towards the young man, while Zhang Chao went around behind the young man.

"Humph."

With a very light sneer, Zhang Chao and Wang Cheng were taken aback, thinking they heard it wrong.

Yawning, the boy sat up slowly, rubbing the corners of his eyes, his long black hair hanging down behind him.

"Listen to my uncle, your name is Ji Rong? Let's live in the same room from now on, don't see each other with your brothers, we will call you Xiaosi." Zhang Chaodao, his eyes rolled around the collarbone of the young man.

"That's right, you are the youngest among us, we call you Xiao Si, you call me Brother Wang, and Brother Zhang." Saying this, Wang Cheng's hand was two points closer to Ji Rong.

The young man tilted his head and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, as if he hadn't woken up yet, and only vaguely responded to the words of the two of them.

"kindness......"

"......Well."

"Where are you from?"

"Yan Jiuzhou."

"Who else is in the family?"

"There is an older brother."

When Wang Cheng and Zhang Chao asked, Ji Rong replied, obediently like a little white rabbit.

With time to talk, Wang Cheng and Zhang Chao were close enough to the boy, and they no longer tried to hide it, "Xiao Rong, brothers feel a little uncomfortable, help..."

Before Wang Cheng finished speaking, the young man grabbed his neck, and his slender, fair fingers stuck into the skin of Wang Cheng's neck. Zhang Chao, who was behind him, was bent by the young man's arm and hit his chest hard and hard. , I almost couldn't bring it up in one breath.

Zhang Chao was almost unable to bring it up, and Wang Cheng was about to lose his breath. The young man raised his brows and chuckled, "I didn't hear what you said just now."

Wang Chengda opened his mouth, sticking out his tongue, his face was bruised and purple, he couldn't speak a word, so he could only speak with great effort.

Zhang Chao can be regarded as having learned how powerful the young man is, and he didn't dare to have any other thoughts, so he hurriedly said: "Fourth...fourth brother...you raise your hand, we don't dare anymore, never dare ..."

Ji Rong let go, Wang Cheng lay on the ground gasping for breath, followed by saying: "Fourth brother...don't...don't..."

After listening to Zhang Chao and Wang Cheng's narration, Zheng Feng said: "Brother Zhang, isn't your uncle in charge of the big kitchen? You are still afraid of Ji Rong, let your uncle take care of him."

Zhang Chao gave himself a sigh of relief, his eyes lit up when he heard Zheng Feng's words, just now he was forced by the young man's strength, and even forgot to ask his second uncle to support the two of them.

The big kitchen was responsible for the food and beverages of the tens of thousands of outer disciples on Hongping Road. Early in the morning, the handymen were ordered to come and drink by the chef.

There are five stewards in the big kitchen, who are responsible for soup, vegetables, rice, desserts, fruits and vegetables. These five are the chief stewards.Each of the five stewards has two assistants, known as junior stewards, and Zhang Chao's second uncle, Zhang Zhi, is one of them.

Above the five stewards was An Bingsheng, the chief steward of the big kitchen. Ji Rong wore an apron, and An Bingsheng noticed him as soon as he stepped into the big kitchen.

"Hey, wait."

Ji Rong was assigned to Zhang Zhi's subordinates, and used the simplest water trick to wash fruits and vegetables. As soon as his fingers were done, he heard the voice of the chief steward, An Bingsheng.

"The big steward."

Ji Rong let go of his hand, and slightly nodded at An Bingsheng.

If Zheng Feng was here, he would be very surprised. Who is the young man with a gentle smile in front of him?The clear eyes seem to be soaked with golden sunlight, and they are as handsome as bamboo, with a beautiful appearance.

The chubby An Bingsheng looked at the boy carefully and then nodded, stroking his round belly with one hand, "Well, not bad, come with me."

Li Liangliang is an outer disciple of Hongping Dao. He passed the rigorous examination and entered Hongping Dao half a year ago.The practice assigned by the elders every day is very heavy. Even Li Liangliang, as one of the hundred outstanding outer disciples, is exhausted after completing these tasks every day.

Morning, for Li Liangliang, means the beginning of a new day, and it also means the beginning of a series of homework such as climbing mountains with heavy loads, tempering waterfalls, and ice and fire.After these homework, there are also courses such as the Complete History of Cultivation of Immortals, Analysis of the Handwriting of Great Experts, and the Great Forum of Ancient Sages. After a day of homework, I am exhausted physically and mentally.

As usual, Li Liangliang greeted the start of a new day with heavy steps, went to the cafeteria to order porridge and vegetables, and lined up in front of the Lingguo Kujuguo window.

Bitter chrysanthemum fruit is a kind of spiritual fruit that warms and nourishes the meridians. The fist-sized red fruit is covered with a golden chrysanthemum. The taste of bitter chrysanthemum fruit is as its name suggests. It is bitter and astringent in the mouth, which makes it difficult for many outer disciples to eat. Pharynx, Li Liangliang is no exception.

Because of its bitter taste, bitter chrysanthemum fruit is the cheapest among spirit fruits with the same effect of nourishing the spirit veins. It is a good choice for Li Liangliang who is saving up spirit stones to buy hand tools.

Even if it is cheap, bitter chrysanthemum fruit, which is an eighth-rank spiritual fruit, also costs 35 low-rank spiritual stones.

In terms of warming and nourishing the meridians, most outer sect disciples choose the ninth-grade and tenth-grade spiritual fruits that are one level lower in price, and they need to buy low-grade spirit stones ranging from ten to twenty.

Li Liangliang figured it out clearly, at the same price, buying bitter chrysanthemum fruit to warm and nourish the spirit veins will have the best effect, no matter how hard it is, she can bear it, and it is not easy for her to be listed in the weekly evaluation list of [-] outstanding outer disciples .

"Give me two bitter chrysanthemum fruits, thank you."

The queuing time today was a bit long, and the line was longer than usual. When Li Liang was cool, he would face the exhaustion of a brand new day.

"Your bitter chrysanthemum fruit has a total of seventy low-grade spirit stones."

"En?" Li Liangliang who took out the Lingshi bag was taken aback for a moment, subconsciously raised his head to look at the owner of the voice, the young man's gentle voice flowed through Li Liangliang's heart like a clear spring, washing away the exhaustion in Li Liangliang's heart.

Seeing Li Liangliang raised his head, the young man curled his mouth and said with a light smile, "Is it because you practice hard that you look tired? Please continue to work hard."

"His voice is nice, and he doesn't feel tired after listening to it several times."

"No, no, the eyes are too gentle, I'm going to melt..."

"My little brother is su and handsome. I will come to sell bitter chrysanthemum fruit every day from now on."

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Li Liangliang sat down in an empty seat in the cafeteria, and many female cultivators around were talking about this new boy selling bitter chrysanthemum fruit.From other people's discussions, Li Liangliang knew that the boy had a nice name, Ji Rong.

Li Liangliang ate the bitter chrysanthemum fruit bite by bite, and quickly finished two bitter chrysanthemum fruits.Then he smacked his lips, wondering, why do you feel that today's bitter chrysanthemum fruit doesn't taste so bitter?

Li Liangliang came early, at this time, the number of outer disciples in the cafeteria gradually increased, and there was a long queue at the Kujuguo window where there were usually not many people.

For some reason, Li Liangliang thought of a sentence, sure enough, beauty deceives the country, beauty deceives me, ahem, even if there is no teenager, she is one of the hundred outstanding foreign students who come to buy bitter chrysanthemum fruit every day, everything is For practice.

However, facing himself who lined up twice to buy four bitter chrysanthemum fruits the next day, Li Liangliang couldn't help comforting himself and said, all of this must be for cultivation.