"It's been cleaned in an hour, or you'll have to get out."

Wang Lei put on the posture of a deputy old handyman.

Xin Lin didn't refute, and walked outside the dining room, where the washed dishes had been piled up into a hill, right next to the well.

The bucket for water is an iron bucket, and the barrel alone weighs more than 20 catties.

Not to mention washing dishes, even fetching water, I'm afraid it will take a lot of time.

Beside him, the cold voice of the ghost floated in.

"Hey, what a rare guest, scared by Miss Oiran?"

Xin Lin narrowed his eyes and stared at the ghost.

I don't know what the young lady of the Oiran liked about the ghost, and when she saw him, she couldn't move her feet.

The warm fragrant nephrite in the eyes of others is full of arms, but in the eyes of the ghosts, it is like a flood beast.

He sat there as if on pins and needles, and threw the Oiran to the horse, and went around to the dining room.

"That kid doesn't want to live anymore."

The ghost glanced at Wang Lei's direction, Wang Lei moved a small bench and fell asleep on the side.

"Don't shout and kill at every turn. You're idle, you're idle, I'll still be able to help me carry water and wash dishes, but I've been out of business for many years and I'm rusty. ”

Xin Lin said, quickly rolled up his sleeves, put on a posture, and began to wash.

When she was a teenager, when she first escaped from the Dark Order, she had no skills, and worked for a time as a dishwasher in a small restaurant in Chinatown, where she recuperated for three years, relying on the materials stolen from the Dark Order, and became the first ragtag mercenary queen.

New officials have to take office with three fires, and Xin Lin can see that no one in the dining room can afford to look down on him.

Doing handymanship can't be underestimated.

Xin Lin buried his head and washed up.

Ghost Hu stood by the well on the side, looked at Xin Lin's small body, was silent for a moment, picked up the bucket, and poured it into the water tank on the side.

Half an hour passed.

The water in the tank was full and empty, empty and full.

Xin Lin only felt a sore back, this handyman was really not good, comparable to the second style of the ghost fist after playing two sets.

Xin Lin looked at the dishes that were still half left beside him, thought about it, and took out a small bottle of jade pure spring from his arms.

The jade spring in the jade net jar can restore physical strength and increase aura.

It's a pity that it takes more than six hours to fill a tank of water, and the water left in the end is no more than three bottles in Xin Lin's hand.

Xin Lin hasn't drunk it yet, she has consumed too much physical strength today, and in order to complete the task, she has to work harder.

She drank all the jade spring in the bottle in one go.

The moment the spring water entered, Xin Lin only felt that the taste buds on the tip of his tongue were beating happily.

The water, sweet in the mouth, is like honey.

The body, a little bit warmed up, and the hands and feet, which had been exhausted, regained their flexibility again.

What made Xin Lin most happy was that the Fuxi Qi in her body had recovered, but the speed at which the Fuxi Qi recovered was not as fast as her physical strength.

Xin Lin looked at the large pile of dishes behind him, injected Fuxi's qi into his hands, and the speed of washing the dishes became faster.

After she practiced the first form of the Ghost God Fist, her punching technique was already much faster than that of ordinary people.

After cultivating to the second form, she found that she didn't just use her fists, as long as she was running Fuxi's qi, she could do everything faster than ordinary people.

I saw that the sound of water was in an uproar, and the dishes under Xin Lin's hands were rapidly decreasing......

Half an hour passed.

"Wang Lei, you kid dare to be lazy here!"

Master Ji's angry rebuke was like a thunderbolt that woke up Wang Lei in his sleep.