Chapter Ninety-One: Do You Want Specialties Again?
Left there, with expectations, Fang Yi and the simple boy. In this way, I came to the utility hall.
It is very dilapidated, and more than a dozen rooms look like houses in addition to sheltering from the wind and rain. The others are obviously not compatible with the status of the Yindao Sect.
Even, some of the broken temples that Fang Yi had seen. It's all better than this one.
"You two are new here? Then you're still stunned, why don't you come out and honor me with something. I'll be your boss from now on." Sitting on the bamboo chair, a medium-sized horse-faced monk looked at Fang Yi and the others, and said leisurely while crossing Erlang's legs.
"Do you want a souvenir too?" Lin Qing, that is, the simple young man, blinked in confusion when he heard this.
"Specialty, what specialty?" Hearing this, the horse-faced monk asked without sitting up straight.
"It's a souvenir that the deacon just asked us for, but in the end I couldn't look down on it." Looking at the horse-faced monk, Lin Qing replied with a serious face.
Unable to help but be overjoyed, the horse-faced monk heard the words "souvenir" requested by the deacon.
A hint of joy crept up on his face.
To be honest, he was assigned here, and it really had to do with personal luck. He didn't know these rules before, and when he started, he didn't prepare any gifts.
In addition, two assessments were carried out. The few spirit stones he had on him were all consumed in the duel with other monks.
Not to mention the result, I was unable to give a gift when distributing chores. In the end, it was assigned here.
Just now the simple young man talked about the special products requested by the deacon, and when he heard this, he heard the charm.
Although that thing was not looked down upon by the deacon in the end, what the deacon didn't look down on, it could only be said that the deacon had a high vision. To him, that thing wasn't necessarily useless.
After all, as a deacon, I have seen a lot of these "good things", and it is normal to not look down on some things.
For someone like him, who guards a clear water yamen all day long. As long as there is a little bit of use, he will be very satisfied.
"In that case, you don't want to honor your specialties." Hearing Lin Qing's words, the horse-faced monk rubbed his hands and looked happy.
Seeing that the young man was still so "simple", and then compared with the urgency on the face of the monk, the corners of Fang Yi's eyes twitched. He had realized what the outcome would be!
But to put it mildly, this boy is really innocent and a little unusual.
I really don't know what his character will do in the future to get mixed up in this sinister cultivation realm.
"But well, if you really like my souvenirs. You've got to leave some for me, you can't take them all." Holding the bag, Lin Qing looked very reluctant on his face.
Seeing this, the horse-faced monk was stunned. The reluctance on the young man's face, coupled with the bag that looked good on the outside, it seemed that the bag should be full of good things.
After a while, I will take it in my hand, and I will put the bag away first. If the young man asked, he would give him a reason casually, and he would send him away, no matter if he was reluctant to give it up.
"Okay, okay, you can bring it, I'll definitely leave you a little later." Although he thought so, the horse-faced monk was a different word on the surface.
The light flashed, and he just took the boy's bag. The horse-faced monk moved his hand, and he couldn't wait, and directly put the bag into the storage bag.
After doing all this, the horse's face casually lay back in his chair.
As if nothing had happened, the horse's face looked at the sky leisurely.
"You, didn't you say you would leave some for me? How can you put away all my souvenirs?" was stunned for a moment, and after a few breaths, Lin Qing came back to his senses.
Suddenly, his face turned red, and he pointed at the horse-faced monk with great anger.
"Souvenirs? What a souvenir! I've never seen anything souvenir. Do you see that? Pretending to be puzzled, the horse-faced monk deliberately turned his head and asked the lower meaning.
Quietly looking at the scoundrel horse-faced monk. Fang Yi wanted to laugh in his heart. After a while, this horse face knows the truth of the matter, and presumably he will vomit three liters of blood.
"Fang Yi, you also saw it, did he take all my beef jerky just now?" Pulling Fang Yi, Lin Qing wanted Fang Yi to prove it for him.
"Fang Yi has seen it, why don't you hurry up and give me back my beef jerky." Seeing Fang Yi nodding, Lin Qing was furious and turned his head to the horse-faced monk and said.
"Wait, beef jerky? What beef jerky? Hearing this, the horse-faced monk could not believe what he was hearing.
In a hurry, the horse-faced monk took out the bag from the storage bag and opened it to take a look.
His face changed suddenly, and the corners of his mouth kept twitching. This time, it was the horse-faced friar's turn to blush.
"Beef jerky, what a beef! The bag is beef jerky, and you told me what kind of souvenir it is. Smashing the bag at Lin Qing, the corners of the horse-faced monk's mouth twitched angrily.
Carefully put the beef jerky back into the storage bag, Lin Qing's face turned cloudy.
With a hypothetical expression, Lin Qing spoke: "Of course it's a local specialty, our beef jerky has a unique flavor." It has always been a well-known specialty of our county."
Turning his head to look at the horse-faced monk, Lin Qing looked at him with an expression that you didn't even know.
Fang Yi, who was standing next to him and witnessed all this, wanted to laugh and forcibly held back. Faced with this situation, he really didn't know what to say.
"You, you two, count you ruthless. From today onwards, the task of taking care of the utility room will be all given to you. From now on, stay here until you die." The two of them, Fang Yi, and the horse-faced monk almost jumped to their feet and cursed.
He saw it, and Fang Yi on the side was always clear, but he just stood there and didn't say anything.
As for this boy named Lin Qing. Now, in his heart, he almost couldn't find the right adjective to describe this young man.
Quietly looking at the angry horse-faced monk, Fang Yi had an expression of laziness to care about you.
is so ignorant of blackmailing himself, if it weren't for the Guiding Dao Sect here. Whatever he said, he also wanted to let this horse-faced monk who had only cultivated to the sixth level of qi refining taste a little bitter fruit.
"Just look, it's obvious that you want a 'specialty' for yourself. I gave it to you, and every one of you was angry when you saw it. You know, I'm usually reluctant to give these 'specialties' to others." Hearing the horse-faced monk's words, Lin Qing was also angry.
"You, you .........". With a stalk in his throat, the horse-faced monk blushed and was almost speechless.
"Hmph, my tasks will be handed over to you in the future. You've taken care of the utility room for me. If anything happens here in the future, it's all on the two of you. At that time, I will let the sect ask you two to be guilty. Rising from his chair, the horse-faced monk turned back angrily as he walked out.
Didn't speak. Hearing these things can make others angry. But Fang Yi was different, he still wished that this horse-faced monk would be like this.
Without the interference of the horse-faced monk, all the miscellaneous items in this miscellaneous hall would have fallen into his hands.
Let him face these things, he will definitely not be merciful and merciful.
There are so many miscellaneous things accumulated here, and he will definitely use his dark fire to squeeze out all the value of these miscellaneous things.
And relying on the things that have been refined from this, it is necessary that this time he does not want to cultivate for rapid improvement, which is a little difficult.
Looking at the distant figure of the horse-faced monk, a smile on Fang Yi's face gradually climbed up the corner of his mouth .......