Li Qingyang, Lu Qianqian and other disciples came to Qingyang Village after receiving the mission of the sect and began to look for targets to do tasks.

"Disciple of the Iron Bone Zheng Zheng Sect?"

"Dog...... Jun Chang laughed at that stinky boy, when did you accept so many disciples?"

"Under the big banyan tree, the young man who looks like a big girl said that he was ordered by the head of the family to write 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, was suddenly very hurt when he heard everyone describe himself as a big girl.

In fact, he looks quite sunny and manly, and the reason why he is regarded as a girl is because of the bright sect clothes.

Not long after, a white-haired old woman on crutches walked slowly.

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

The white-haired old woman tilted her ear sideways and said, "Baby, what did you just say?"

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

The white-haired old woman still didn't hear clearly, she shook her thin hand, pointed to her ear and said, "I'm old behind my ears, I can't hear clearly." ”

Li Qingyang had no choice but to pick up a pen and write the words 'Are you here to write a letter' on the paper.

Coincidentally, Xiao Sinji, who was carrying two buckets of dung, came from the path, and when he saw the second senior brother showing the paper to the old woman, he almost fell to the ground.

Li Qingyang heard the movement and looked over and said, "Senior brother, what's wrong with you?"

Xiao Sinji forcibly stabilized his body to prevent the two buckets of dung from falling, and collapsed: "Senior brother, do you think she can read and write?"

Li Qingyang patted his head and said: "I forgot, most of the villagers in Qingyang Village are illiterate, and I can't read it." ”

He shouted in his luck dantian, "Are you here to write a letter?"

The white-haired old woman heard it this time, but knocked on her crutches and said, "Baby, can't you be quiet, my ears are about to be deafened by you." ”

"Poof. ”

Li Qingyang collapsed directly on the table.

......

Inside the courtyard covered with fallen leaves.

A series of white-clothed Lu Qianqian stood like a hibiscus out of the water, and her soft little hands were filled with faint spiritual power.

"Brush!"

She raised her wrist slightly.

However, the bamboo broom he was holding could not bear the force and suddenly shattered.

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

As far as the eye can see, three bamboo brooms have been broken under his feet, and he has died miserably.

"Auntie...... The girl ...... "Aunt Wang, who was hiding in the distance and protecting herself with a dustpan, said in fear: "You...... Are you here to sweep the floor, or are you here to kill someone?"

"Hmph. ”

Lu Qianqian threw the shattered broom on the ground and said indignantly: "I said no, the head of the house still let me come." ”

Master?

Aunt Wang thought of Jun Chang and smiled.

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

"Whew!"

Suddenly, a wave of air blew.

Aunt Wang hurriedly raised the dustpan, but she still glanced at it, and saw the beautiful girl waving her hands in the air, and the leaves all over the ground were stirred and condensed.

"Much better than a broom. ”

Lu Qianqian cast a cold look and said, "Hey, where are you going to throw all this garbage?"

"Door...... ...... outside the door," Aunt Wang hurriedly pointed outside the courtyard.

"Brush!"

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

"Poof. ”

Su Xiaomo, who was looking for Xiao Huang all over the village, happened to pass by outside and was directly hit on her head by large leaves and branches, making her extremely embarrassed.

"Poofhaha!"

The disciples who were doing the task separately couldn't help but laugh when they saw that the senior brother was covered with leaves.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

At this moment, Xiao Sinji, who was carrying dung, rushed down from the uphill slope, because he couldn't control the flat burden, the two buckets of dung swayed from side to side, and suddenly a lot of dung was splashed on their faces.

"Haha!"

Seeing that the faces of the two junior disciples were covered with chicken droppings, Su Xiaomo laughed out loud.

After arriving at Pingpo, Xiao Sinji finally stabilized the two buckets of dung, and turned back quite embarrassed: "Senior brother, I'm sorry ......"

"Whew!"

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

Seeing this, Xiao Xin hurriedly picked up the flat shoulder and slipped away.

"Don't let him run!"

The two disciples hurriedly chased after him, didn't care about the chicken manure, reached directly into the bucket, wiped it on his face, and then grinned: "It's flattened." ”

"Hahaha. ”

Su Xiaomo burst into tears and almost laughed.

"Bang!"

The pile of leaves flew from inside the wall again, smashed him on the head, and immediately rolled his eyes and fell.

......

There are not many people in Qingyang Village, only a few hundred, most of the strong men go out to work, and the old and weak women and children stay behind, which is a little boring on weekdays.

After the disciples of the Iron Bone Zheng Zheng faction came, they went door to door to do tasks, and it became lively.

Gradually, the villagers understood that the disciples sent by the dog leftovers were here to do voluntary labor for everyone, so they gladly accepted.

"Mr. Li, I would like to write a letter. ”

Under the banyan tree, a septuagenarian said with a smile: "Give it to the second baby in the town, let him spend more time on reading, don't just care, just play." ”

Li Qingyang wrote it.

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

Some are written to their sons, some are written to relatives in other towns, and most of the content is mainly based on chatter, although it is very simple, but it is simple.

After writing a letter, Li Qingyang said thoughtfully: "I understand, the head of the family wants me to listen to their hearts so that I can learn something from them." ”

......

"Smack!"

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

There were a few fallen leaves and a trace of dust on the ground, which was much cleaner than cleaning with a bamboo broom.

Aunt Wang collapsed at the door of the hall, looking like she wanted to cry without tears.

The yard was cleaned and dust-free, but the few big trees that had been planted were in full bloom, and now they were bare, and even the branches were torn off and only the trunks remained.

That's not the point, the point is ...... All kinds of vegetables grown in the yard were uprooted and thrown out.

"The room still needs to be cleaned, right?"

"Brush!"

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

"No, I can't. ”

Lu Qianqian said: "The head of the house said that he would help you with housework." ”

With a wave of his hand, he pulled her out and walked into the hall, and immediately heard the sound of 'clanging' and 'clanging' teacups and iron basins.

"Ahh

Aunt Wang held her head and looked up to the sky and scolded: "Bastard boy, you deliberately sent someone to torture the old lady!"

......

Dusk is coming.

In the main hall, there was the smell of chicken manure, Jun Chang smiled and pinched his nose and said, "Give Lao Tzu a bath!"

"Brush, brush!"

Xiao Sinji and the others disappeared in an instant.

Li Qingyang said: "Boss, the juniors and disciples have completed their tasks excellently today. ”

Jun Chang smiled and said, "Why is your voice hoarse?"

When Li Qingyang heard this, tears almost fell and said: "The clients are all elderly uncles and aunts, and there is no one who does not have their ears behind their backs." ”

"Hey. ”

Jun Chang smiled and patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's hard work." ”

"Huh?"

He swept the disciples and said, "What about Qianqian, why didn't you come back with you?"

"Boom! boom!"

Suddenly, the ground shook.

Jun Changxiao raised his head, watched the dust fall from the beams, and said, "Earthquake?"

"Stinky boy, get out!"

Suddenly, there was a loud roar outside the main hall.

"Aunt Wang?"

Jun Changxiao hurriedly walked out, but he suddenly retreated, so frightened that he put one hand on the edge of the door.

On the martial arts field, Aunt Wang held a kitchen knife in one hand and a rolling pin in the other, and she came with a murderous spirit, shaking the mountains with every step.

"Boss. ”

Lu Qianqian stood on the corner of the gate and said lightly: "She has to come to thank you, but the disciples can't stop her." ”

"Goo. ”

Jun Chang smiled and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and hurriedly said, "Aunt Wang, do you have something to say...... Ah, Aunt Wang is going to kill someone!"