The disciples of the preparatory class, after learning the introductory spells for a while, are about to accept the work task.

On Shaohua Mountain, whether it is a formal disciple or a disciple of the preparatory class, there are work tasks.

The tasks of the disciples of the preparatory class were arranged by Tang Na.

Tang Na knew that Mei Sheng helped Mo Ya Shangxian to deliver a letter to Kunlun, so he temporarily handed over Mei Sheng's work to Nan Xiaofan.

Mei Sheng's task is to clean the Frost Cloud Hall where the immortals on the ink cliff live. Also, tidy up his bedroom and study on weekdays. Sometimes, help the Ink Cliff Immortal run errands.

Tang chattered and warned the four little demons that if she didn't do it herself to help Nan Xiaofan, then her credits would be gone, and she would not be allowed to take the exam.

Nan Xiaofan was very unconvinced: "Master Tang, I spent money to hire maids to serve, and I didn't let them do things, did I raise them for nothing?" ”

"Nan Xiaofan, you are now eating, drinking, and Lazar are all served by these four maids, and for you, the immortals of Shaohua Mountain, they are all benevolent and righteous. Now arrange your work tasks, and if you let them do it for you, it is better to go down the mountain and continue to be your rich lady! ”

"It's so impersonal, really. Master, I just promise! "What can Nan Xiaofan do, he can only accept this work task.

Because of the enchantment blocking it, the Frost Cloud Hall is spotless every day. However, the falling petals of the pear blossom cannot be stopped. Especially when the mountain wind blows, those pear blossoms fall even more. If you don't clean it, there will be too many pear blossom petals, and walking will be a problem.

Mei Sheng used to clean those pear blossom petals, using mana, and it didn't take long to complete. But Nan Xiaofan's mana is low, and she wants to clean up the fallen flowers like Mei Sheng, but she can't, so she can only use her weak mana to circle those fallen flowers into a small pile, and then shovel them away.

Nan Xiaofan cleaned the fallen flowers, muttering to himself while cleaning: "The aroma of pear blossoms is good, but when they fall, cleaning is a tiring job." ”

The four demon girls looked at the master very tired, and didn't dare to come forward to help, but just served tea and water on the side, wiped their faces and sweat.

In the heart of the immortal on the ink cliff, he was a little disgusted by Nan Xiaofan's wealth and generosity, but he didn't show it. He saw Nan Xiaofan sweeping the falling flowers, so tired that he couldn't straighten his waist, and he was secretly funny, so he made a small spell, and a gust of wind blew, and those pear blossoms fell one after another......

Nan Xiaofan had just finished cleaning the fallen flowers, when he saw a gust of wind blowing, and those petals fell one after another.

"Oh my God, why did you just clean up the fallen flowers, and so many of them fell?" Nan Xiaofan said depressedly.

The four little demons persuaded Nan Xiaofan: "Master, you have cleaned it all, don't clean it anymore." If you sweep like this, you will never finish. ”

Nan Xiaofan sighed: "But no, you also know that Tang Nagging Master is a very nagging master, and he can be said to be nagging and verbose." After a while, he came to check on my work, and when he saw so many fallen flowers, he must not believe that I had cleaned it! It's a hard life, so I can only clean it again! ”

When the Ink Cliff Immortal heard the conversation between Nan Xiaofan and the demon girl, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Moya's senior sister Qingchen Shangxian rarely laughs, because she farts when she laughs. The immortal on the ink cliff rarely laughs because he doesn't like to laugh by nature.

Now that the Ink Cliff Immortal smiled, he rarely smiled so happily. He wanted to spend 100,000 years and didn't want someone to be around and affect his life. However, I didn't expect Nan Xiaofan, a rich rich girl, to live next to her, although it was a little annoying, but it was also quite funny. It's also a pleasure to tease this rich rich girl if you have nothing to do!

Qingchen Shangxian is the acting head of Shaohua Mountain, she is very uncomfortable, and her junior brother Moya Shangxian brought back Nan Xiaofan, a rich rich girl, to live in Shaohua Mountain. After all, this mortal roasted chicken in the alchemy room, which made him ugly in front of the immortals.

However, Qingchen Shangxian thought again, why would the junior brother let this mortal live next to him? Could it be that in the dark, this mortal has a connection with him? For 100,000 years, I haven't seen my junior brother's Hongluan's heart moved, if there is any scandal between my junior brother and this mortal, it will be detrimental for him to take over as the head. That's right, let this mortal stay by the side of the junior brother, see what will happen to them, and hope that they can make some trouble!

After Nan Xiaofan cleaned the fallen flowers, he felt a sore back. After she finished taking a shower, she lay on the bed and let the four little demons help her massage and beat her back.

"Oops, I'm so tired that I'm sore all over!" Nan Xiaofan shouted.

The four little demons took turns to help Nan Xiaofan massage and comfort her.

In the middle of the night, Nan Xiaofan woke up from his dream and actually heard a strange piece of music played on the yaoqin coming from the bedroom of the fairy on the cliff. The sound of this music makes people's thoughts a little blurry, as if they can see an evil face shaking in front of their eyes.

The four little demons were very uncomfortable when they heard this music. Because they can't concentrate when they listen to this kind of music, they feel very uncomfortable. was even so uncomfortable that he cried and ran out of Nan Xiaofan's bedroom, revealing his original form. They didn't want Nan Xiaofan to see their original form.

Nan Xiaofan also felt that he was a little uncomfortable listening to the music. She thinks that the immortals on the ink cliff are really, play the piano and play the piano, how to play those weird and weird music, which makes people uncomfortable to listen to, what is going on?

The sound of the yaoqin coming from the bedroom of the immortal on the ink cliff was very light and quiet, and it only echoed around the frost cloud hall of Yuxu Mountain, but the people or demons who heard the music felt a little uncomfortable.

The sound of the yaoqin continued to reverberate softly, reverberating ......

"I heard the fairy on the ink cliff playing the piano in the middle of the night, does he have a hobby of playing the piano late at night?" Nan Xiaofan muttered to himself.

Although the four little demons have a bad memory, they forget what happened at once. However, the sound of Yaoqin coming from the fairy house on the ink cliff made them too uncomfortable, it was difficult to walk, and it was difficult to breathe, and when they heard Nan Xiaofan say this, they actually remembered that in the middle of the night, they also heard some strange Yaoqin music.

"Terrible tune!" The four little demons whispered.

Nan Xiaofan couldn't figure it out, she said that the fairy on the ink cliff looked serious, why did she play this kind of tune? The sound of the song seems to be a little weird, is he in front of people, is it a kind of character. Is there another side behind people that is not known?

"You say, the fairy on the ink cliff plays the piano in the middle of the night, is it out of love?" Nan Xiaofan asked the demon maids.

"This kind of thing is absolutely impossible for that immortal, I heard Shaohua's disciples talk in private, saying that this immortal has not dealt with girls for 100,000 years. Some fairies like him, like to die and live, and he doesn't pay attention to it! The umbrella maid laughed.

"Is that so?" Nan Xiaofan smiled, she felt that the immortal on the ink cliff was indeed the kind of male fairy who didn't like to attract bees and butterflies.

"There's someone you like, right?"

The four demon maids laughed and said, "Impossible, that cold immortal will not like a woman!" ”