In the dining hall, Su Mu asked for a dumpling, and as soon as he tasted it, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he devoured it.

Good guy, it turns out that nearly one million dollars are spent on this every year, no wonder the old and young in the Divine Fist Hall are so strong.

As soon as I took a bite into my stomach, the slightly bitter taste of the herbs diffused, and I felt that the qi and blood were incomparably smooth, and the new energy was faintly uncontrollable.

Su Mu's mouth was full, his face was bitter, and Nima didn't dare to swallow it in his stomach.

Feng Paotang, who was sitting opposite, laughed and said, "Didn't Uncle Shi Ancestor teach you to start a fire, you can use the qi machine to send the medicinal power to those trick points, and warm it while dissolving it." ”

Su Mu threw a grateful look at the strong man, took a big sip of water from the cup, and sent the contents in his mouth down, and at the same time, starting from the Shaoyang Sutra, he picked up the fire decision that was not very skillful, and transported it to various holes little by little like moving bricks.

Sweat seeped out little by little, and after a while, the clothes all over the body were wet, Su Mu looked up at the dining hall, no wonder this group of bald heads were shirtless.

If it weren't for that bastard with delicious apples, he could have vaguely imitated a bit of divine essence, but instead directly let himself experience a disposable flying sword that only exists in novels.

Su Mu picked up the apple on the table and took a vicious bite.

It's really embarrassing, there are more than 100 people standing by the Nimana River, and in front of so many people, I send myself to a kilometer away with an apple core, can labor and management say that I am afraid of heights?

A hundred meters away is a dangerous shoal full of reefs, which has the turbulent water potential downstream, and it should be that person who has some control, he has been pushed to a position of nearly 100 meters in the air, and his soul almost fell, and finally fell three or four meters above the ground before he lost control and fell.

But...... It was the head that hit the ground first!

Su Mu secretly touched the big bag on the back of his head that couldn't be eliminated, and he had an urge to cry.

Blood debt must be paid in blood!

In my lifetime, I, Su Mu, am still worried that I can't survive you?

Although I don't look old, and my hair is half white, am I afraid that I won't be able to survive you?

Thinking of this, Su Mu's heart became happy, and his appetite was a little better.

A voice with a little moaning came, Su Mu turned his head to look, Song Xiaoyu was holding his stomach and leaning against the wall, his face was painful, and he moved towards him little by little.

Su Mu silently glanced at the food in his bowl and asked in shock, "You...... How much did you eat? ”

"Two ...... Two bowls, Brother Su, I feel like I'm going to die, ah! Song Xiaoyu's face was extremely unnaturally red, and tears fell out.

Seeing this, the disciples of the Divine Fist Hall next to him hurriedly supported him, looking at him with a smile on their faces, and holding back a smile that was a little unkind.

Feng Xiantang also looked strange, he couldn't eat two bowls of this kind of food with ingredients, and he had to accompany the fire in the Divine Fist Hall to digest it a little bit, this one was a bit miserable.

He looked at Su Mu with some embarrassment and asked, "Do you want me to call Master to ......?"

Su Mu shook his head, got up and walked to Song Xiaoyu, who couldn't straighten his waist, and sighed: "It's evil." ”

"This ...... Uh, Commissioner Su? Your little brother has eaten more than two bowls, and as far as I can see, there must be two and a half bowls! One of them reminded.

Although it has just been turned into a regular, it is also a commissioner, and the employees of the Fisherman's Pavilion are divided into five levels, generally speaking, only the first three levels will be called commissioners, but after careful calculation, they are actually all this name.

Su Mu's hard work is outrageous, and he does other people's work for two months a month, and his boss Wei Zizhou has a ...... Needless to say, I was promoted to a level in just one month after I was officially turned into a regular, and now I am sitting on four looks, and the future is immeasurable, and it is not impossible to call a commissioner.

Song Xiaoyu's face couldn't see the embarrassment anymore, they were all twisted together, suffocating purple, and looked at Su Mu pitifully.

Su Mu sighed, walked to the front and put his palm on Song Xiaoyu's sea of qi, as soon as the qi machine was running, a majestic medicinal power rolled in, and he was startled, and he hurriedly cut off the connection of this wisp of qi.

Song Xiaoyu's painful tears were all left, and this time it affected the whole body.

"What should this be?"

Su Mu was a little dumbfounded, stood up and walked around Song Xiaoyu with his hands behind his back, walked around again, and pondered.

"Brother Su, I'd better call the master, this situation has happened to disciples before, this little brother's strength is ...... It is low, and it is difficult to digest these medicinal powers by himself, so he can only let a powerful martial artist use qi to pierce the acupoints and slowly guide out the medicinal powers. Feng Xiantang said on the side.

Su Mu pondered for a moment, waved his hand and said, "Brother Feng, don't panic, I have a way to do it." ”

A wisp of aura floated out from the divine treasure, straight to the sea of qi, and the qi and blood jade pendant that had been suppressed for a long time faintly shone brightly, Su Mu's hand was quick, and his luck fingertips were on Song Xiaoyu's sea of qi, breaking through this trick, causing the latter to gasp.

The clothes shook without wind, the anger was deflated, and the qi and blood jade pendants showed their grandeur, like a hungry beast, frantically devouring the medicinal power.

Everyone was dumbfounded, this is the introduction of all the medicinal power into the body, this medicinal power even the strength of the four-story building senior brother Feng Patang can not digest, this person does not look at the strength of the brilliant how brilliant, how dare to do such a lifeless thing.

Feng Patang wanted to speak and stopped, frowning and staring at Su Mu, he who stepped into the realm of the Quadruple Building with one foot could see some ways better than these junior disciples, although he introduced all the medicinal power into his body, but Su Mu, whether it was qi and blood or qi machine, did not have the slightest growth, as soon as he entered his body, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no trace.

Half an hour later, Su Mu withdrew his palm and slowly let out a sigh.

Song Xiaoyu's complexion gradually returned to normal, and he broke out in a cold sweat, like a chicken in soup at the moment, but his body was hot and comfortable.

Su Mu slapped him on the head and scolded, "Can you eat rice indiscriminately?" Originally, rubbing this special meal was to take advantage, and you gave this whole moth back, this is a loss of face in the Fisherman's Pavilion, do you want to go back and apologize?! ”

Song Xiaoyu nodded timidly, not daring to speak.

"Deduct another month's performance!"

Song Xiaoyu was puzzled: "But I've only been in the company for a month." ”

"Deduct next month."

Song Xiaoyu was even more puzzled: "Why is it directly deducted to next month?" ”

Su Mu said lightly: "When you come, you will be deducted from next month." ”

Song Xiaoyu was a little anxious: "What about this month?" ”

Su Mu glanced at him, turned around and returned to his seat, and said vaguely while eating: "I deducted it last time when I asked you to go to the lion dance." ”

Song Xiaoyu stood on the spot, wanting to cry without tears.

When everyone saw that the matter was settled, they all returned to their places and chattered to each other.

"Han Zuo, what about the pigeon legs of the colorful clouds of labor and management?"

"If you don't eat it, it's already cold, and I see that the medicine is weakening, so I'm afraid of wasting it, so I'll help you eliminate it, eh...... You put down the dry blood ginseng bag of labor and management! ”

"Fuck you."

Feng Xiantang looked at this lively atmosphere with a soft face, and Su Mu felt a little funny when he ate with his head down.

It's so interesting to have a bald head from a sect that owes no Buddha spirit at all.

No, you can't think about it, damn it, I think of that apple-eating bastard again.

At this time, the mobile phone that had been soaked in the Chunshen River for half an hour rang.

Su Mu took it out and saw that it was a message from Wei Zizhou, and asked him why he hadn't finished eating.

He replied immediately, and just hurriedly gobbled up the few remaining dumplings, got up and hugged his fist to Feng Xiantang and said: "Brother Feng eats well, there are still some things on the Fisherman's Pavilion, so I will leave first, this employee is tired of arranging for him, let him stay here overnight, and help you continue to clean up the yard tomorrow." ”

Feng Xiantang also returned the salute and smiled: "Don't worry, Brother Su can just go to the errands, we will arrange it properly, please be very careful, Lintangling's attitude towards the Fisherman's Pavilion has always been unclear, although he is so flattering to Uncle Wei today, but he is still very arrogant in his bones." ”

"Thanks for the reminder!"

Su Mu threw the bowl into the bucket at the door, walked to Song Xiaoyu's side and said a few words to him, then pushed the door and walked out.

The warm light gradually receded as the door closed, and Wei Zizhou stood quietly in the rain with an umbrella.