The next morning, Jiarong followed Fuqiu Ruier to the Stop Tower.

The stop building is a small white two-story building with a courtyard, which looks no different from the other small buildings around it. But when he walked to the gate of the courtyard, Jiarong knew that this place was different from other places, and he also knew why this small building was called to stop the building.

Because there's no way to keep moving.

From the gate of the courtyard, the whole courtyard was piled with stones, leaving no way to pass, or even a foothold at all.

Some of the stones were taller than a man, and some were smaller. Jiarong didn't understand stones, but felt that these stones were in a variety of shapes, different colors, and seemed to have different varieties.

Fu Qiu Rui'er stood at the gate of the courtyard with a smile and shouted inside: "Uncle Jixing, are you there?"

Then Jiarong felt a flower in front of him, and a priest of medium stature appeared in front of him.

"Rui'er, what are you looking for Uncle Shi? Is the wine brewed, are you going to ask Uncle Shi to have a drink?" His round face was full of smiles, and his voice was very gentle.

"It will take a while for the wine to be delicious, and then Rui'er will definitely cook a few dishes and invite Uncle Shi to come over and drink. Rui'er replied with a smile, "I brought Jiarong here today, and she was assigned to work in your stop building." ”

Jiarong smiled secretly in his heart, this Rui'er is really artistic in speaking. However, I believe everyone already knows what this means by "allotting to work."

"I know, don't you just want to tell Uncle Shi that this person is your friend. The priest smiled and waved his hand, "Uncle Shi neither eats people nor scares children, so you can rest assured!"

"Thank you, uncle, then I'll go. Fu Qiu Rui'er said goodbye to Jixing very politely, and said to Jiarong, "I'm leaving, and I'm usually in Uncle Yugu's laboratory in the morning. She pointed to a small building not far away, then waved her hand and turned to leave.

"Her talent is all used in those flowers and plants, and it's a waste! But the perfumes and essences she made are really good, and you can use some of them. The priest muttered as he looked at the back of Floating Hill as she left.

Jiarong was stunned for a moment, is this talking to me? The step-priest probably really thinks I am a good friend of Rui'er, do you want to tell him that in fact, my friendship with Rui'er is not that good?

"Ahem," the priest coughed, and turned around, "your name is Jiarong, come in with me." ”

I didn't see him raise his legs or jump or other big movements, but his body shook on the stone, and the person was already standing on the porch of the small building, and then looked back at Jiarong.

"It turns out that the wind control technique can be used like this, I really learned it!" Jia Rong nodded secretly, looked at the stones in the courtyard, estimated it, and then chanted the mantra and raised his feet, synchronously.

Jixing saw that every time the girl lifted her feet, the height she rose, the distance she walked, and the place where she stepped on her feet were exactly the same as they had just been. In other words, Jiarong walked on his own footprints, and one step was not bad.

"Fun, fun!" he nodded, stepping aside. Otherwise, Jiarong will hit his nose in a minute.

Sure enough, Jiarong's last foot stepped on the place where he had just stood.

"I just have such a little hobby, just like the guy in Quangu likes to collect plants, I like all kinds of stones. Jixing walked into the hall, and without looking back, he seemed to see Jiarong looking around, full of surprise.

Because the small building is also full of stones, but the small pieces are smaller, and the appearance is more delicate.

The stones outside seemed to be haphazardly placed, already covered with dust, fallen leaves, bird droppings, and even moss and weeds.

The stones inside look more like people often play with them, and the placement is also very thoughtful.

Jiarong followed Jixing into a large room, which was still full of stones, including the large table in the middle of the house.

However, most of the stones here are small, the largest is a foot high, and most of them are carved with patterns or shapes, such as strange human faces, animal heads, and among other birds.

Jiarong remembered the "bird's head" faucet in his dormitory.

"Now, let's talk about your work here. Ji Xing sat down behind the big table, "My job here is very simple, you can help clean up and tidy up." It's almost the same for a whole room a day. ”

Jiarong nodded, "Okay, then I'll start now." ”

Seeing that Jiarong couldn't wait to work, Jixing couldn't help but feel a little guilty in his heart, and he brought the little junior sister over to work, and if the teacher knew about it, would he be beaten up!

Probably not, it's better to clean up here than to be locked up in a small black house by a cold spring.

He nodded stubbornly: "Whatever you want." ”

Jiarong owes himself, and then goes out to find rags, buckets, brushes and other tools.

It seems like the house has not been cleaned for a long time, there is dust everywhere, there are even cobwebs in the corners, and there are some small bugs crawling around on the ground. In short, everything except the stones in the room was quite dirty.

In the small room under the stairs on the first floor, Jia Rong finally found some cleaning tools.

These tools look like they were years ago, but they can only be used improvised. Jiarong shook his head as he began to work.

The priest felt for a while in the room, wondering what the girl was doing outside, and came out.

Seeing Jiarong sweeping the dust and cobwebs on the ceiling of the hallway with a broom, in the sun, you could see the dust falling on her head and body.

There were buckets and rags on the ground, and the water in the buckets was black.

Ji Xing suddenly felt that his head was big.

He had already seen a miserable future - the teacher was blowing a white beard and carrying a witch wand to chase after him, "Tell you to take care of the little junior sister, will you take care of it like this?"

"What are you doing?" he snapped.

"Clean. ”

"Why don't you use the Dust Removal Charm, why don't you use the Auto-Cleaning Charm?" Succession's voice was a little sad. What a wrong!

All he wanted to do was to stand there like a little fairy, chant a spell and wave the witch staff, and then everything was as clean as new, and really didn't let Jiarong brush and wipe like an ordinary maid......

"Why do you use a dusting charm? Why use an automatic cleaning charm?" Jia Rong asked puzzled, "My teacher told me since I was a child, if you can do it yourself, do it yourself, don't use magic. There is also a close relationship between mundane and trivial labor and the control of spiritual power, and labor is another way to clear the mind......"

"Stop, stop, what your teacher said is bullshit - cough, cough" Jixing reached out to cover his mouth.

He wanted to slap himself twice, but this let the teacher know that his ass was about to suffer, and he felt sorry for his age......

It was not easy for him to stop coughing, let go of his hand, open his eyes, and make an angry look: "I am choked with dust everywhere when I clean up like this." ”

"Did your teacher teach you the Dust Removal Charm? I won't teach you. ”