After wearing cotton and linen clothes, it was not so cold. The sun rose high, and the sunlight shone on the ground through the fairy mist, and Nuomi shook his little hand, and finally felt a little warm in his palm. But her hair was still wet, hanging down her shoulders, and water droplets dripped down her hair onto her clothes, and she couldn't help but shake it before it dripped once.

Standing in front of the door and waiting for the senior sister, Nuomi didn't dare to go anywhere else, and there was nothing to do. After standing quietly for a while, Nuomi began to be a little unable to stay, and her stomach was very hungry, so Nuomi rolled up her sleeves to look at the scars on her hands, hoping to divert her attention and forget about hunger and thirst.

Six or seven-year-old glutinous rice is very thin and weak, and has not eaten a full meal at all in a year. The wrist is thin, as if there is only a layer of skin attached to the bone, and even the small depression between the bones can be seen. But the glutinous rice that wanders outside all the year round has a very white complexion. It's not the kind of healthy white greasy, probably because the body is smeared with mud all the year round, and there is no nutrition, and the complexion is a slightly puffy white, with a little transparency, and you can see the bruised blood vessels underneath through the skin.

I don't know how many times I've fallen along the way, and when she was kicked and stepped on by Zhang Wu, she tried hard to block it with her hands. Her blood vessels were still very thin, and the bruises on the backs of her arms and hands were patchy, and they throbbed when she touched them.

Glutinous rice stood up straight, stomping his feet from time to time. If she couldn't stand the cold and hunger, she would reach out and rub the bruises on her arm, so the pain would make her forget about the cold and hunger. She was so thirsty that she grabbed the tip of her wet hair and took it into her mouth, carefully licking the water from her hair.

From the fierce sun until the fairy mist in the sky was illuminated orange by the setting sun, and glutinous rice's feet were numb, then he waited for the senior sister.

When Tian Tian and the young monk behind her laughed all the way to the room, Nuomi was kneading her finger joints with her head down. She reached out to twist her wet hair, so even her fingers were cold and cold, and her joints throbbed and hurt.

Hearing Tian Tian's voice, Nuomi raised his head violently, and shouted timidly and softly:

"Senior Sister Tian."

Tian Tian was stunned.

She hadn't taken a serious look at the new handyman boy. From the very beginning, glutinous rice gave her the impression that it was dirty and smelly, and she was a lowly and inconspicuous guy. So when Nuomi looked up at her, she froze.

The young man standing in front of the room was very thin, with a pointed face, but it was not ugly. Although he is very thin, his small face still maintains a little child's slightly bulging delicateness, his lips and face are gray, and his eyebrows are thin, but his eyes are big and bright. When Tian Tian glanced at it, he was first attracted by Nuomi's eyes.

Those eyes were so bright that it made people feel like they were in a trance, as if they contained too much twinkling starlight. Glutinous rice's face is a little unhealthy and thin, and it highlights a pair of big eyes, which are black and white, and overflowing with water. Tian Tian can be sure that she has never seen such clear eyes in anyone since she was a child, even if it is Shizun, even if it is Senior Brother Ye Fan, it is-

Just thinking about it, Tian Tian immediately took a "puff" to himself in his heart. She's really, this is just a little boy who has just entered the mountain gate and doesn't have any ability, but her eyes are better-looking, where can she compare with people like Shizun and Senior Brother.

"He's the new handyman of the Zhenyi Hall this year?"

The young monk who was walking next to Tian Tian spoke, and only then did he attract Tian Tian's gaze back.

"Well, yes. This is this year's handyman junior brother, called ......"

"My name is Glutinous Rice."

Glutinous rice was very well-behaved, and immediately whispered her name.

The young monk glanced at the glutinous rice that still had some traces of water on his clothes, and then at the constricted door, and said very casually:

"You should go to Master first."

Nuomi lowered her head and looked at her toes and stopped talking.

She didn't know where the master was, and Tian Tian told her to wait in the room.

I was grumbling with hunger, and I sneezed a lot, and now my head is dizzy, and I don't know if I'm going to get sick.

"Dead pig, you let him go to the master by himself, don't you want the master to blame me for dereliction of duty."

Tian Tian snorted at the young monk, and went to open the door nonchalantly.

Glutinous rice is still looking at her new shoes with her head pressed. She didn't like the person next to her sister very much. But the senior sister seemed to like the young monk very much, so Nuomi didn't say anything.

The row of rooms where Nuomi was waiting at the door were all occupied by the miscellaneous disciples in the Zhenyi Palace. During the day, all the miscellaneous disciples went out to work, and in the evening, they all returned.

One who lives in the same room as Nuomi is called Zhuzi, and the other is called Sun Min, both of whom are from farmers, and now Nuomi has washed his body again, and he is a little doll in Qingqing Xiuxiu, and the two people naturally like it. I took glutinous rice to the kitchen to receive food, and also introduced glutinous rice along the way.

In fact, if Nuomi had directly told the people inside the mountain gate that she was a female baby, she would not have lived in the same room with these men. When she wandered outside, she was used to hiding her identity, and others thought she was a male baby, so she was naturally assigned roommates of the same sex.

Female cultivators are relatively rare in the mountain gate, and if they are female cultivators, they will get a lot of convenience. It's a pity that glutinous rice doesn't know.

Miscellaneous disciples can eat two meals a day, two large steamed buns with thick black noodles per person, and a small plate of pickles and a small bowl of porridge. You can smell a little bit of meat foam in the porridge, and although you can't see the meat, it's thick porridge.

Glutinous rice drank porridge at the back of the kitchen with other miscellaneous disciples, took a large steamed bun with pickles, and walked slowly all the way back. Each of the steamed buns of the black rice was bigger than the two fists of glutinous rice combined, and the glutinous rice couldn't even eat one of them, and the remaining one, the glutinous rice was torn in half and given to Zhuzi and Sun Min.

The pillar people are strong, they are individual cultivators, compared to glutinous rice and Sun Min, they are much taller and fatter, at first glance, they are born in crops, and a small bowl of porridge with two steamed buns per meal is not enough to eat, and after getting half a steamed bun of glutinous rice, he is happy, and he also reached out and patted the small brain melon seeds of glutinous rice. It was the first time that someone was so kind to glutinous rice, and she also lowered her head and smiled happily.

With enough to eat and warm new clothes to wear, and to sleep peacefully at night, Nuomi is full of longing for her future life.

These handymen have a wide range of daily tasks, and each person is assigned a different place of work. During the day, they were doing hard work, and only at a little time after dinner in the evening, there would be a distraction period or a period of qi cultivation when the uncle would explain a little bit of sub-knowledge about cultivation to them. This is to facilitate the use of various techniques and tools by miscellaneous disciples.

Glutinous rice, who has been wandering outside, doesn't know what the magic is, and doesn't know what cultivation is. Among the two people, Zhu Zi talked a lot more than Sun Minjian, so he introduced glutinous rice all the way.

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