As for the shredding of other vegetables, Nalan Xin has made different shredding tools according to different vegetable varieties.

As for the things to be cut into mud, Nalan Xin made the corresponding utensils according to the blood droplets of the weapon, and there was a rope on the lid of the vessel, and there was a small ring at the end of the rope. As long as the finger is put into the small ring and pulled a few times, the contents of the vessel will be shattered.

The small things made by Nalan Xin are very popular with the people in the dining room, which not only reduces the workload of everyone, but also can complete the work at hand early, and the most important thing is to do the most work with the least effort.

Nalan Xin's appearance, the steward said that he was a little unhappy, but he still admired her ability in his heart.

With her appearance, the steward lost his temper less every day and was much more leisurely, and the whip he carried with him every day was gone, because there were no lazy people anymore.

In order to reward Nalan Xin, the house where she and Aunt Li lived was lived in by them, and the rest of the people were not allowed to live.

Nalan Xin is also satisfied with such a reward, at least, the fewer people in the residence as possible, so that the risk of exposure will be smaller.

Because Nalan Xin is scarred, there are many people, and after getting along for a long time, the scars on his body will be discovered sooner or later.

In the past two days, the steward suddenly kindly brought an old hen and a few ginseng whiskers to Aunt Li, and asked Aunt Li to give Nalan Xin ginseng chicken soup to drink.

Nalan Xin looks very thin, much thinner than when he first came a few days ago, and it won't work if it goes on like this.

The steward is not so kind, he wants someone who can do things for him. If Nalan Xin falls, then who will make him some time-saving and labor-saving gadgets in the future, this is his original intention to replenish Nalan Xin's body.

It was night, and after a busy day's work, Nalan Xin went to bed early after a simple grooming, ready to rest.

At this time, Aunt Li walked in with a food box, she put the food box on the table, walked to the bed, patted Nalan Xin's shoulder and said, "Ping'er, you get up first, go over and see, I brought you something good." ”

"Good stuff?" Nalan Xin looked puzzled.

"Well, good stuff." Aunt Li smiled and nodded.

Nalan Xin lifted the futon that had been covered on her body, got up, she simply put on a thin coat, walked to the table, and opened the lid of the food box.

There was a bowl of chicken soup in the food box, steaming, a little bit of ginseng, and a small chicken that had been stewed to the point of almost deboning.

"It's... This..."Nalan Xin wanted to ask where this came from, but he stuttered a little when he got to the point.

After a few days of getting along, Nalan Xin knew that the steward was stingy, and it was impossible to give this good thing to the others in the dining room.

Looking at "Ping'er" with an incredible expression, Aunt Li flicked "Ping'er's" head with her fingers and said, "This is the steward's reward for you to make up for your body, don't you believe it?" I didn't believe it at first, but when he shoved it into my hand, I was still flustered for a while. When a pie falls from the sky, it can hit you on the head. Drink it while it's hot, the ginseng chicken soup is cold, and the medicinal effect is not good. ”

In the past few days, Nalan Xin has vomited blood many times in private, and ginseng chicken soup is like a long drought for her.

Nalan Xin carefully picked up the ginseng chicken soup in the food box, the soup was steaming, and the edge of the ceramic bowl was slightly hot.

Nalan Xin picked up the bowl and drank it, the chicken soup was very sweet and thick, and the ginseng flavor was faint. The steward slammed the door and gave a few ginseng whiskers, but it was better to have something than nothing.

When Aunt Li watched "Ping'er" drink, she couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

This slight move, Nalan Xin also pushed into his ears.

Nalan Xin handed the remaining half bowl of ginseng chicken soup to Aunt Li and said, "Aunt Li, you drink it too." ”

Seeing this, Aunt Li excused herself: "No, no, no!" This is the steward to make up for you, I don't dare. Your thin body really needs to be repaired, otherwise you will really faint in the dining room one day. Besides, you Aunt Li and I are strong, so I don't need it. ”

Aunt Li was afraid that "Ping'er" would not believe it, so she patted her body.

Nalan Xin forcibly stuffed the bowl into Aunt Li's hand and said, "My good Aunt Li, you can also drink a little." Now it's just the two of us in the house, and the steward can't see it. Aunt Li, you also said that my body is thin, and sometimes I need Aunt Li to help me more. Hello Aunt Li, I'll be fine. So, don't shirk it. ”

Aunt Li looked at "Ping'er" and said sincerely, and she no longer politely drank the remaining half bowl of ginseng chicken soup.

As for chicken?

It has long been stewed tasteless, and the essence is concentrated into a bowl of soup. Nalan Xin left the two chicken legs to Aunt Li, and ate the two little wings himself. The rest is reserved for tomorrow's breakfast.

This supper was the happiest meal Nalan Xin had since she was in the Wuxiang God Sect, and it was also a sumptuous meal, and she felt the warmth from her family.

The people of the Wuxiang Divine Sect are not so bad, and there are also good people among them, just like Aunt Li.

This is the first change in Nalan Xin's view of the Phaseless Divine Sect, in her cognition, the Phaseless Divine Sect is the number one evil sect in the martial arts, doing all kinds of evil, killing people without blinking.

After a simple cleanup, Nalan Xin and Aunt Li went to bed and went to sleep, otherwise they would be late tomorrow morning and would be criticized again.

……

The black-clothed messenger's search for Nalan Xin did not stop, but became tighter and tighter.

After a few days of searching, the black-clothed envoys searched all over the Firmament Mountain, large and small places in the Phaseless God Sect, and even turned the sky upside down, but still did not find the slightest trace of Nalan Xin.

Of course, there is still one place that has not been searched, and that is the residence of Feng Xueyi's senior brother and the place where Master Feng Xueyi retreats.

The master in Fengxueyi started the retreat half a year ago, and no one dared to approach the retreat except for the disciples who regularly put the food box in the designated place for three meals a day.

A few years ago, a curious black-clothed envoy secretly inspected the retreat of Master Fengxueyi, and was killed by the invisible blade of Master Fengxueyi, and was torn apart.

At this point, no one dared to approach that place again, except for the wind and snow suit.

"Head, not far ahead is the residence of the right envoy, should we go ......?"

"Go, why not? Have you forgotten the orders of the suzerain? Every place in the Phaseless God Sect has to be searched, and this place is certainly no exception. ”

"The subordinates know, but... The right envoy is not easy to mess with, especially the knife in his hand, and his subordinates are afraid that if he is not happy......"

Feng Xueyi's personality is exactly the same as his strange master, in case the knife in his hand ......

If you don't do it, your head will have to move. The black-clothed messenger in the lead hesitated; "Then we'll wait here for a stick of incense, and if others still can't find Nalan Xin, we'll go in and search again."