"Okay, okay, then do you think this will work? Set up a flowing water table and tell the world that Xiao Wang has abandoned the little money? ”

The little cook was stunned for a moment, but when she saw that the elder was seriously making an idea, she sneered.

"Elder, you're so cute."

Qingyan: "......"

Has she been molested?

Congfeng, who had just stepped into the small stove and came to her: "......"

accidentally said what was in her heart, and was heard by the elder's disciples, the little cook was very embarrassed, and her face turned red.

A woman who says that a woman is cute with adoring eyes can't help but make people want to be crooked.

From the wind in her heart, did she recognize her identity, or was she actually a man dressed as a woman?

In order to understand the doubts in his happiness, he subconsciously looked at some key parts.

As soon as Qingyan turned his head, he saw him staring at the little girl's ......

Chest!

Brass bell-sized eyes swirled back and forth between the two.

She confirmed again and again.

Good guy, her wings are stiff, and she only cares about the beautiful scenery, and she doesn't even care about her, the master!

Qingyan felt that his chest was blocked, as if a big stone had been blocked.

She wanted to hit someone, she wanted to poke those eyes blind, but she had to endure it and couldn't let people see the joke.

She jerked to her feet, got up and walked out.

She walked faster and faster, passing by the training ground, where the little disciples were practicing their swords.

Seeing that the elder was coming, the little disciple hurriedly stopped and saluted her, but she didn't look at it, and left with a calm face.

"The elder is angry again?"

"Did we make a mistake?"

"Where did we make mistakes? Aren't we trying to practice our swords? ”

"Maybe it's because we're not trying hard enough?"

The little disciples were talking a lot, and suddenly they heard the roar of the elders in the distance, and they didn't dare to turn their heads and ears, so they practiced even harder.

Back in the small building on the mountainside, Qingyan finally couldn't bear it anymore and let out an angry roar.

She thought that she was far away from the training ground and the council hall, but she didn't know that the whole Xiaolinshan had heard it.

The elder was furious, not only the little disciple was more diligent, but the old man who sprinkled the sweep struggled to wave the broom, and the cook who killed the chicken was clean and neat.

Even a few teachers and fathers didn't dare to drink tea and chat, so they hurriedly got up to prepare for class, for fear of being chased by the elders with small leather whips.

Their elders have clear rewards and punishments, even if it is her own specially recruited disciple, if she makes a mistake, she will still be whipped.

screamed, much happier.

Qingyan crossed his hands on his hips and said to himself, "Hmph! What does Lang Qing have to do with me! ”

She was just getting comfortable and was about to step into the threshold, when she caught a glimpse of the corner under the eaves......

What's this soaking and yellowing thing?

What is it!

"From the wind! Get over here! ”

The beast roared, and the lion roared against the elders.

She screamed a few times from the wind but didn't show up.

In fact, when she came out of the small stove, she had been following her since the wind, and when she saw that she noticed the ghost bamboo, she absconded in fear of crime.

Qingyan couldn't find anyone, rushed to the training ground, climbed to the bell tower and began to bang the bell.

Another emergency gathering, and everyone didn't know why.

Qingyan didn't let them guess, and when he came to power, he said that he would severely punish the criminals.

Before the holiday, the East Kitchen punished him for chopping firewood alone, asked him to fill the water tank alone, and asked him to copy the disciple assessment paper alone, and he was not allowed to have lunch.

The little disciples in the audience all showed sympathetic eyes, and Zhang Hanlin and the labor force of the East Kitchen were happy.

"Ten large water tanks in the east kitchen, three trips a day, he must not die of exhaustion?"

"If you can't use lunch, won't you be able to drink the big tonic soup? Pitiful, pitiful. ”

Can't drink soup, he'd rather die of exhaustion!

"Do you still have the strength to sympathize with him? Didn't you hear the elders say that there should be an assessment before the holiday? A little disciple shouted.

"Assessment !!"

"I didn't expect Lan Shen not only to go home early, but also to escape the first test." Li Luohan looked at the training ground and hung his head in despair.

On the training ground, in addition to the little disciples who practiced swords, there was also a small table in the middle that did not fit in.

On the left hand side of the small table is a stack of papers taller than the table, and on the right hand side are several written sheets of paper.

Congfeng sat behind the desk and worked hard to write and copy the assessment papers.

After copying each sheet, it is placed on the right and pressed with paper to prevent it from being blown away by the wind.

Li Luohan's task is to be in charge of supervision.

No matter how fast the wind moves, it is useless, and the little disciples from the first year to the ninth year of Xiao Linshan have more than two hundred numbers, and he directly writes that his hands are cramping.

In the past, he had watered a few small saplings to death, making the yard wet, and she was only murderous.

I didn't expect the ghost bamboo cutting to be so important in her heart.

Copying the exam papers from the wind, chopping wood and carrying water, and not forgetting to bring two mud basins to dig and cut the ghost bamboo again when climbing the mountain in the morning.

He was sure she saw the new ghost bamboo cut under the eaves, but she ignored him.

Qingyan is because of the ghost bamboo, with his urine, she thought of this possibility before planting the ghost bamboo.

She just saw that he was unhappy, and she just wanted to torture him!

Li Luohan took advantage of the supervision to steal the exam questions, and took the exam questions to the library to flip through various books.

I flipped through it for three days and didn't find the answer.

Qingyan didn't assess the little disciples to embarrass them, they were all questions that were more free to play, how could he possibly find any answers.

Something happened before the holiday, which made the mood of Qingyan haze for many days suddenly brighten.

The Linxi courtyard was on fire.

At first, she was still kept in the dark, but later at lunch, she saw Congfeng wearing a brown-gray dress, the clothes were small, and the sleeves were hanging, which was a bit funny.

This kid has always liked white, and has never had such ugly clothes.

Although the clothes were ugly, they were not ugly on him.

She didn't take it seriously, but in the afternoon, she found that Li Luohan's clothes were even uglier.

"What's the matter with you guys?" She squinted at the two of them.

Both were silent.

She didn't ask, and directly broke into the Linxi courtyard where the two lived, only to find that the courtyard was on fire in the early morning.

The beds, tables and chairs of the newly built courtyard were all newly bought, and they burned out.

The little disciple who caused the fire was very frightened, fearing that the elders would whip him and not allow him to eat lunch, so he cried miserably.

Seeing that he was pitiful, several old masters thought that saving someone's life would be better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, so they hid it for him.

Seeing the elder suddenly appear in the courtyard, the little disciple was so frightened that he couldn't do it.

He quickly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, crying and crying for forgiveness from the elders.

The elders will be fatal if they punish them severely!

The other disciples who lived in the same courtyard, although they blamed him for being too careless, still sympathized with him and couldn't help but intercede for him.

The old man who took him was still thinking about how he would help if Qingyan was angry.

Everyone was sleeping in the early hours of the morning, and the house was not too badly burned.

Except for a table and two connected beds, which were burned to the ground, everything else was blackened by smoke.

Qingyan looked at the two shops and asked, "Whose bed?" ”

The little disciple looked apologetic.

If he had burned his own, it would have been fine, but he would have been intact.

Li Luohan cried and chirped at this time and held Qingyan's arm.

"Master, it's me and Congfeng, look at me, even my clothes are burned, if I hadn't gotten up to pee, I might not even have anyone."

Qingyan ignored him and turned his head to look at Congfeng, "Yours?" ”

Nodding from the wind.

Qingyan walked out.

Why did the elder leave?

Is the elder going to the bell tower to ring the bell?

Is the elder going to punish him for chopping wood, carrying water, writing exam papers, and not being allowed to eat?

The little disciple who made the mistake immediately cried in fright.

Wow, wow, wow, crying.

Thinking about his tragic future, he couldn't stop crying.

Several disciples who were close friends with him also wiped their tears while comforting him.

The elder looked sad at his beloved disciple, he took a few deep breaths, and took heavy steps, ready to negotiate with the elder.

Although the disciple makes mistakes, he does not sin to death, and he has to fight for it.

Some of the other bold disciples also followed, wanting to help their companions say a word.

Qingyan walked to the door, looked at the blue sky and white clouds, and laughed.

"Hahaha."