Chapter 12: Magical Powers

These two are Ayin's seventh senior brother Lu Ziming and eighth senior brother Yuan Shangjie. Both of them are dressed in brand-new navy blue robes, in their twenties, Lu Ziming is tall and thin, and Yuan Shangjie is slightly shorter, but he is better than white. Although he is not as delicate as Qin Xiang, he is also a little handsome. It is quite popular among the women who come to ask for medicine.

Therefore, the contemplator is tolerant and generous, and his daily cultivation is not too much of a constraint. So he developed a stinky problem of casualness, stinky beauty, and gossip, and specially bullied newcomers in the view.

With an angry shout, "Little Seven, Little Eight!" The shadow in front of them quickly hit with a strong sense of oppression, and the two hurriedly straightened up and retreated a few steps. After standing still, gently shake the dust, with a Taoist style, "Ahem, how can the little junior sister ignore the distinction between the old and the young, be careful of the master's corporal punishment!" ”

Ah Yin rolled his eyes and clasped his hands to his chest, "The old man said, everything in the world is nothing, you two care so much about the elders and young, don't you think what the old man said is wrong?" ”

Lu Ziming flicked his sleeves, stood with his hands behind his back, raised his chin lightly, and said with contempt, "I want to provoke our master and apprentice feelings, Ayin, it seems that the thatched house of the monastery is going to be cleaned by you again!" ”

Ah Yin didn't laugh angrily, pointed sideways at Qin Xiang who had fainted in the courtyard, and said with a smile, "Xiao Qi, you said that if the old man knew that the lying man was deceived by the two of you, I don't know how he would feel?" ”

Lu Ziming's face was stunned, and he hurriedly looked at Yuan Shangjie, the latter's smiling eyes were blurred, and his voice was sweet and soft, "Yinyin, there are so many senior brothers in the Taoist temple, but we are the best for you!" For fear that you will be tired, I will take off my clothes and wash them for you if they are not dirty, just like your second senior brother, every time I have a stinky sweat to take it off, and the smoke is smoked to death. ”

Lu Ziming hurriedly nodded, Yuan Shangjie's most powerful thing is not his cultivation appearance, but his voice that can soothe people's hearts, for those menopausal and irritable women, it is definitely a hundred tests.

Ayin nodded sincerely, and suddenly turned around and walked back to the backyard. Lu Ziming and Yuan Shangjie said in their hearts how could they talk so well this time, and when they looked over, they threw a broom in front of them, with a fishy atmosphere. The two of them couldn't dodge and smashed their heads and faces.

"W-What!" Lu Ziming was so frightened that his voice changed.

"Hee-hee, does it taste good? Doesn't that sound familiar? Ah Yin crossed his waist and smiled treacherously.

"This, this" Yuan Shangjie's face turned even paler, he raised his hand tremblingly, looked at the fingers stained with unknown dirt on it, and for a moment, he hid his face and fled with a howl.

Before Lu Ziming could react, he looked at Ah Yin in panic. The latter's small mouth opened lightly, and slowly spit out two words, "Thatched house!" ”

There was another howl in the temple, and then another. The pilgrims who were bent on seeking the Tao did not dare to squeak, for fear that the immortal cultivation opportunity that they had finally obtained in line would be in vain. The Spectator's eyes were half-open, and he glanced at the pilgrim sitting cross-legged. muttered in his heart, "I'm afraid that this ancestor will make trouble at this time, and he has specially sent so many jobs, how can he still be uneasy!" Alas, my elder brother, when will you return? If it is delayed for another ten days and a half months, my life will be suspended! ”

Qin Xiang, who was thrown on the ground, was awakened by two howls in succession, rubbed his eyes, and looked around in confusion. Half a sound only to remember what he was here for, hurriedly picked up the dust on the ground, and carefully wiped it with his sleeve.

"Senior Sister Ayin, Senior Sister Ayin!"

"Call the soul!" Ah Yin poked his head out of the kitchen, his hands stained with ash and pointed at Qin Xiang, "You, come here!" ”

Qin Xiang had gained experience, and he didn't dare to walk in again, standing three steps away tremblingly, and asked timidly, "Senior sister, what do you want me to do?" ”

"Do much, do nothing, you follow that stinky Taoist priest for a few more days, you have to become a real Taoist priest!" Ayin said disgustedly.

Qin Xiang hurriedly shook his head, "Senior sister, don't slander the master like this, the opportunity to go up the mountain is not easy to come by, I am here to cultivate the Tao, naturally I am a little Taoist!" ”

Ayin rolled her eyes and waved her hand, "Go, wash that basin of clothes!" ”

Qin Xiang turned around and looked at it, lowered her head and explained: "Senior sister, that's the homework that Master gave you this morning, how can I do it for you!" If you rob your sister of her merits, wouldn't you be afraid? ”

"Ah, that's right!" Ah Yin nodded, "But since you call me Senior Sister, I can't monopolize Master's blessings, that is, they are the same sect, and they should benefit each other, how can there be a reason for one person to become an immortal first?" ”

Qin Xiang was a little dizzy by her, but she felt that Ayin's words were reasonable, all for her own good. couldn't help but put his palm on his chest, and whispered, "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! ”

Ayin returned the salute, "Uh-huh, Infinite Heavenly Venerable!" ”

Qin Xiang carefully placed the dust on the well platform, rolled up his sleeves to straighten the wooden basin, scooped the water again, and snorted happily. Ayin grinned and went back into the kitchen, slicing the cabbage with a rattling sound. A pair of eyes gleam with a sly light, the porridge and rice boiling in the cauldron are steaming, a black vial has an open lid, and the smoke and steam that slowly come out of it mix together, and when it is condensed, it becomes a droplet, staining the stove, the cutting board, and the chopped cabbage.

"Haha, let your dead old man lie again! A broken cabbage stewed tofu will be blown by you in the sky and in the ground, this time see how you still get sè! Hehe, when your beard is plucked out, the master will definitely expose your true face! As long as he thought of that scene, Ayin couldn't help but laugh wildly.

Qin Xiang, who was sitting on a wooden stool washing clothes, was tired and sweating profusely, when she suddenly heard laughter from the kitchen, she only felt a chill coming from the soles of her feet, and she couldn't help but shiver.

"Senior brothers are really right, this Senior Sister Ayin is too terrifying!" Qin Xiangwu muttered to himself, but the movements of his subordinates sped up, and he couldn't wait to wash up and run back to the monastery immediately, and not step into this backyard for half a step.

How can I have a thousand pounds of strength in my heart, but I don't have half the strength in my body, and I am muttering fast and fast in my mouth, but the movements in my hands are getting slower and slower. The whole person gradually collapsed, and when he was feeling helpless, suddenly a warmth came from his back, reaching the dantian, as if there were thousands of threads from the dantian into the meridians, flowing through the whole body with the blood. The fatigue and weakness just now disappeared in an instant, and the whole person was reborn as refreshing.

Qin Xiang was overjoyed, and said in his heart, sure enough, the master did not deceive people, this seemingly simple and rough work could actually get such a cultivation. When I looked at the kitchen again, I was moved by awe in my eyes. Who said that Senior Sister Ayin is a freak, obviously a friendly person who loves her junior brother and does not hesitate to give charity.

Thinking of this, Qin Xiang couldn't help but feel ashamed and uneasy about the complaint she had just complained, and she was glad that she could enter the mountain gate. This Qingyun view is really supernatural.

At this time, Ayin's action of chopping vegetables slowed down, the expression on his face changed abruptly, from doubt to determination, and finally in a panic, he took the bottle on the stove into his arms and rushed out. Before Qin Xiang could react, he was pushed away, but when he came back to his senses, he saw Ah Yin obediently sitting on the wooden bench, rubbing his clothes and making a noise.