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This time, the senior sister came back with a lot of delicious pastries, and the little Taoist priest ate a bowl of cold boiled water and ate more than a dozen pieces in a row. The main hall has a senior sister to take care of, and the little Taoist priest boiled tea and put it into the tea jar of the main hall for the believers and believers to drink.

After that, he went out to pick six loads of mountain spring water and cut three picks of firewood. Clean up the sundries, bricks and tiles in the yard, and be busy until the end of the day. He was full of energy, he didn't feel tired at all, he didn't do tiring work, and he had nowhere to vent his strength.

Wang Lian was surprised: Is this still the lazy junior brother, won't he be taken away by some old monster who loves to do housework?

At the end of the Shen period, Lao Dao returned. At the same time, there were two other people, one was a middle-aged Taoist aunt with a cold expression, and the other was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man, with a lofty spirit.

At this time, the Taoist temple had already calmed down, and the believers and believers had already gone back and were busy with the affairs of the evening. Lao Dao called the two disciples into the hall.

"Come, get to know you, this is your Golden Wind View Senior Aunt Jin Ling, and that is your Senior Brother Yu Xinghe. "Lao Dao introduced.

The two of them hurriedly came to greet the ceremony, and they knew that it was a Taoist temple in a neighboring county, which was more than three hundred miles away from Qingfeng Temple, which was much larger than Qingfeng Temple.

"These are my two scoundrels, this one is Xiaolian and the other is Xiaoqing!" Lao Dao smiled at Jin Lingdao.

"Well, both are good. Especially Xiaolian, who is now in the fifth layer of condensation, is better than Xinghe. Xinghe, you have to ask your junior sister Xiaolian for advice in the future, do you know?" said Aunt Jin Lingdao. The youth made a promise.

"Xiaolian Xiaoqing, you Senior Brother Xinghe are going to live here for a while, and in the future, you have to take care of it more!"

The little Taoist priest couldn't help but wonder, this is a poor and remote place, how could this senior brother Xinghe be willing to come and live here?

The next day, Aunt Jin Ling Dao left, leaving Yu Xinghe in Qingfeng Temple.

Except for some fixed festivals, there are few people who usually visit Qingfengguan. Yu Xinghe stayed in Qingfeng Temple, he didn't do anything, and he cultivated whenever he was free. And for the next period of time, the little Taoist priest took care of all the housework. What to scrub, what to remove, what to chop wood, what to carry water...... One should be all-inclusive.

The old Taoist was amazed: How did this kid change his sex? Was he stimulated by something? Did he know the purpose of Yu Xinghe's coming?

"Xiaoqing, you put down the axe, don't cut the firewood first, now the yard is full of firewood, it's enough to burn for half a year. One afternoon, when the old Taoist priest of Shanyang saw that the little Taoist priest was about to chop wood again, he hurriedly shouted to him, "You come to my room, I will talk to you about something!"

The little Taoist priest was a little aggrieved, just like a hen holding an egg, he was holding back his strength and didn't cut wood, and there was nowhere to get his strength. However, when he looked at the firewood in the half of the yard, he also sighed, this is the result of his five days!

"Xiaoqing, did you hear any rumors?" Shanyang Old Daoist asked the little Taoist priest to sit down, frowned and asked.

"No!" the little Taoist priest shook his head, his shoulders twisted, he was suffocated by the aura on his body, and it was uncomfortable not to move.

However, the more he did this, the more Lao Dao felt that he knew something: "Alas, I hope you don't blame Master, Master can't help it!"

"It's okay, I'll just run!" the little Taoist priest thought, if you don't let me chop wood, don't chop wood, it doesn't matter.

"Well, it's okay. Lao Dao nodded, "That's it, in the future, if you really don't want to go home, you can live in the Taoist temple, and you can live as long as you want." ”

Lao Dao knew that the little Taoist priest was in his heart, and he just didn't want to go home. Two years ago, the grandfather of the little Taoist priest passed away, and there is nothing to worry about in his hometown, if he goes back, he will definitely have to marry the tiger girl, it will be miserable. The old Taoist went to do things for the little Taoist priest's grandfather, and the tiger girl also came to wear linen and filial piety, so she saw the tiger girl.

When he saw the tiger girl, he was also taken aback, this big girl was too strong. Although he was only sixteen years old at the time, his thighs were as thick as the pillars of the main hall, and his waist was almost up to the small water tank. He saw the little Taoist priest crying nonstop, and he thought that most of the reason was because he was afraid of the tiger girl!

"What, I can live in the Taoist temple all the time?" When the little Taoist priest heard this, he was overjoyed, he still had a few ridges of land in his house, even if he gave it to the tiger girl, as long as he didn't go back. Anyway, she's cooking now.

"Of course, when did Master lie to you?" Lao Dao nodded. However, he also had no score in his heart, and he couldn't have been here for so long. After he leaves, who can tell the story of the new Lord?

That's good, well, Master, this person is picking points, but it's still good. The little Taoist priest was happy.

In the next few days, the little Taoist priest worked even harder. Although there is no need to cut firewood, but the water still has to be picked, there is also a cow in the Taoist temple, and he now loves to pick spring water to help the cow take a bath. I can pick up a few more burdens and scatter the overflowing spiritual power!

Oh, by the way, the cattle pen must also be kept clean, otherwise it will be a pain for the cows, or you will try to eat, drink and Lazar in a small room without a bathroom for many years?

However, after a few days, Lao Dao couldn't see it anymore and stopped him. Is it necessary for you to flush the cow pen twice a day? Why was it so difficult for you to shovel a shovel of cow dung before, but this time it has changed?

In the end, the little Taoist priest had to rush once every two days. If you don't let the cattle pen be washed, then we will sweep the floor and sweep from the mountain to the bottom of the mountain. However, this stone staircase is only one mile, and it will not take long to sweep it away.

Yes, there are more than 20 quilt covers in the Taoist temple, which are used by believers, who used to be washed by senior sisters, but now they can be turned out and washed by themselves. However, it was washed in two days.

Well, Master's clothes haven't been cleaned for a long time, and Senior Sister's ......

However, in the evening, a roar was heard: "Who, who moved my undershirt?"

"Ah~, who is so perverted and stole other people's dirty clothes?"

"Bastard, where are my shorts, why can't I find them?" was the anxious voice of a young man.

"Don't worry," the little Taoist priest ran out of the room proudly, "I'll wash it for you, and hang it on the bamboo pole outside the bullpen." ”

"Ah~, you are a dead pervert!" Wang Lian ran out of the room, scolded the little Taoist, took off the obscene clothes and pants from the bamboo pole, turned a spark from her fingers, and burned them directly.

"Stinky boy, don't touch my things in the future!" Yu Xinghe scolded, took his shorts and left.

"Little rabbit, how do I usually teach you? Before touching someone else's things, you have to ask before you take them. "The old Taoist directly gave a hand to the head of the little Taoist.

Alas~, the little Taoist priest is full of grievances, and he has complained about this good deed? Besides, Master and Senior Sister are members of the family with themselves, is that someone else?

The next day, everyone saw that the little Taoist priest was hiding far away, like a snake and scorpion. The little Taoist priest scratched his head, it seemed that they really didn't know what to do. Forget it, you will touch less of their things in the future.

I can't help it, during this time, the golden page emits a golden light every day. In addition to cultivating by oneself and condensing those three spiritual powers more and more condensed, the spiritual power absorbed by the physical body has nowhere to vent. Just like a sponge, if it absorbs too much water, it will be saturated.

This little Taoist priest has nothing to do except pick up some water and sweep the ground, and he is also a little worried. It's not like he hasn't gone for a run. However, it was too boring, and besides, he didn't dare to go too deep into Daliang Mountain, for fear of meeting the white-clothed king.

He only has three layers of condensation, and the king in white has completely transformed, at least eight layers of condensation.

Suddenly, the little Taoist raised his eyebrows: The stone steps on the mountain road have been broken for so many years, and more than one-third of them have been damaged, so why not repair them again? Two miles away, there is a quarry.

Just do it, the little Taoist priest found a sixty-pound sledgehammer from the warehouse of the Taoist temple. It's a pity that the handle has decayed, and I think it should have been used back then. But it doesn't matter, just go to the mountains and find another one.

Well, there's also a magic weapon-level mountain opening knife. Of course, if it was really a magic weapon, it wouldn't really be thrown here. Because this mountain knife lacks a big mouth, it is at most a pseudo-magic weapon. It's so ugly, no one wants to use it as a weapon. However, it is even better to use it to cut stones.

The little Taoist priest was happy, this was the first time he felt like holding a magic weapon in his hand. Before, Lao Dao took him to do Dharma things, but he just beat his hands and beat gongs and drums, but the Dharma bell and Dharma Dao never left his hands. After finding another ruler, the little Taoist priest walked outside.

Measure the size of those bluestone steps first, and then write them down in a notebook. Actually, it's not complicated. The bluestone blocks are basically the same model.

When the little Taoist priest did two days of work, the old Taoist also noticed, but he was just puzzled, and sometimes came out to see. Five days later, Wang Lian also became curious, why didn't this kid make trouble? On the seventh day, even Yu Xinghe, a cultivator, found out, and frowned there: You said that you are a monk, what kind of masonry should you be?

The little Taoist priest has calculated, to repair all the bluestone roads, more than 1,000 pieces of bluestone half a meter long, 20 centimeters high, and 30 centimeters wide are needed. He picks 30 pieces a day and trims them, which takes about a month and a half.

Every morning, he went out. Quarrying stones in the morning, coming back for lunch at noon, and trimming the stone steps in the afternoon.

However, more than ten days later, some believers also found out and offered to help, and twenty people came at once.

"No, no, your family has a lot of farm work, you better go home and do farm work!"

"Oh, Xiaodao Chief, don't be polite to us, one man is short, and many people are long. We also have a hand when we have time, so we don't have to worry about the food. Besides, this is also a piece of our heart for the Dao Venerable, you can't take it away!" said those believers.

"Yes, yes, Xiaodao Chief, don't worry about it, we bring our own tea, don't worry about Taoism!"

So it is expected that the work of one and a half months will be completed in more than 20 days.

How could this be? The little Taoist priest became distressed, and his energy had nowhere to vent, what should he do?