The night went as usual, and in the blink of an eye, the next day.

As the sky grew brighter, a figure limped and came to the outside of Zhao Ping'an's wooden house.

Looking at the wooden house close at hand, he hesitated for a moment, but still stepped forward and shouted: "Zhao Ping'an, are you still alive?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the wooden door was suddenly opened, and his face changed in fright, and he kept retreating again and again. ”

"Senior Brother Wang, you're here."

Zhao Ping'an pushed the door out and greeted the frightened Wang lame.

"You stayed for one night and you were unharmed."

The lame king was shocked and muttered to himself.

He has been in the medicine garden for a long time, and he has never seen anyone dare to live in this house for a good night, what kind of ability does this Zhao Ping'an have to make the evil and weird dare not come to him?

"My name is Zhao Ping'an, so I'm naturally safe."

"Senior Brother Wang's house should not be as dangerous as you say."

Zhao Ping'an smiled slightly, pretending to be relaxed.

"Senior brother, you are still too young."

The lame king shook his head, as if there was something in his words, but he did not continue.

He handed Zhao Ping'an a broom and said, "Let's go, if you have something to say, let's go back and work with me first, otherwise let the fat man know, you and I will inevitably be punished." ”

"Okay." Zhao Ping'an nodded.

Now he is not the same as before, he is now a miscellaneous sweeper disciple of the medicine garden, and he needs to be responsible for the hygiene of the medicine garden every day.

"Rustling ......"

As the broom swept across the ground, the dead leaves and dust disappeared instantly, and a clean area was quickly cleared.

This is the first time Zhao Ping'an has officially cleaned the medicine garden, although he is wearing coarse linen clothes, bearing the strange eyes of others, and doing extremely dirty work, he does not feel the slightest discomfort.

The two lives of people make Zhao Ping'an's mentality as stable as an old dog.

"This Senior Brother Zhao is unique."

"I don't procrastinate in my work, and the first time I was a miscellaneous disciple cleaning the medicine garden, I got started easily and quickly, without the slightest discomfort."

Next to him, Wang Cripple showed a surprised look.

He thought that Zhao Ping'an was an official disciple of the Sword Sect before, but now he was demoted to the medicine garden as a sweeping and miscellaneous disciple, and he would be a little uncomfortable.

But Zhao Ping'an's performance was exactly beyond his expectations.

The medicine garden covers an area of 1,000 acres, and the area that needs to be cleaned by the miscellaneous disciples is mainly the square area in the center and the residential area next to it.

In the morning, under the leadership of the lame king, the two cleaned the area that should be cleaned.

"Senior Brother Zhao, it's been a hard work."

"Thanks to you, today's work can be done ahead of schedule, otherwise it would have taken me a whole day to clean up."

Wang Cripple smiled, came to Zhao Fan, and gave great affirmation.

"Senior Brother Wang is polite."

"I'm doing my part, too."

Zhao Ping'an smiled indifferently and responded modestly.

"It's a good thing that you have this realization."

Wang lame nodded with satisfaction, appreciating Zhao Ping'an's attitude very much. In the past, there were also formal disciples of the sect who made mistakes and were relegated to the medicine garden, but almost all of them were discouraged and waited for death.

But Zhao Ping'an in front of him brought a completely different feeling to Wang Cripple.

"Senior Brother Wang, don't we need to clean the rest of the area?"

Zhao Ping'an noticed that not far away was the medicine field, where the withered grass was piled up like a mountain, and it looked a little dirty.

"Senior Brother Zhao, the medicine field has a corresponding disciple to take care of, and it is not something that our miscellaneous disciples can enter at will."

"And in addition to the medicine field, there are several areas that cannot be entered at will, such as the warehouse of the medicine garden and the cave where the caretaker is located."

Wang Cripple's tone was a little complicated, and he said slowly.

Although they are both miscellaneous disciples, the sweeping miscellaneous disciples are the most despised identities in the medicine garden, and there are many rules to abide by.

"By the way, Senior Brother Zhao, have you offended Sun Fatzi?"

Suddenly, the lame king asked tentatively.

"When I first arrived at the Medicine Garden, where was there a chance to offend Senior Brother Sun?"

Zhao Ping'an was a little surprised, he didn't know why Wang Cripple asked like this, he subconsciously shook his head.

"That's a little weird."

"Senior Brother Zhao, if you have the chance, you should move out of that wooden house quickly."

The lame king wanted to speak again and again, but in the end he did not continue.

Zhao Ping'an wanted to ask, but Wang Cripple didn't give him a chance and limped away.

"Looks like there's something weird about that wooden house."

Zhao Ping'an was thoughtful, but nothing abnormal happened last night, and for a while, he had a trace of curiosity.

Next, Zhao Ping'an did not linger and soon returned to the wooden house.

It was noon at the moment, but there was always a faint cold smell in the wooden house.

Zhao Ping'an meditated silently, time passed, and it was late at night.

His eyes were tightly closed, and the mana around him flowed, exuding a trace of long and deep fluctuations.

Tonight the moonlight is dim, the clouds are obscured, and the quiet courtyard is cloudy.

A looming black gas suddenly appeared in the overgrown yard, as if sensing Zhao Ping'an's breath, and quickly rushed towards the wooden house.

"Give me back my life, give me back my life......" A sharp and poignant cry sounded, the floor of the wooden house condensed into frost, and the black gas entered and suddenly attacked Zhao Ping'an.

Zhao Ping'an suddenly opened his eyes, and he didn't know when, he was already holding a fire spirit talisman in his hand, and when the black qi rushed to his side, he suddenly threw it!

The fire was bright and hot, and the terrifying temperature temporarily suppressed the cold breath, and the black qi was forced out of the house and turned into a woman in black!

"It's a yin spirit."

Zhao Ping'an walked out of the wooden house and frowned slightly.

The other party's face is pale, full of rich yin qi, it seems to be a human form, but in fact, it is the obsession of the dead person fused with yin qi.

This is the medicine garden, with the corresponding formation guard, how can there be a yin spirit?

"Give me my life!"

Suppressed by the fire spirit talisman for a short time, the woman in black's face became hideous, her hands turned into terrifying claws, exuding an extremely terrifying cold and yin aura, tearing the fire at once, and attacking Zhao Ping'an again without fear of death.

Her eyes glowed green, like a ghost coming out of the region, and her momentum was very terrifying.

Seeing this, Zhao Ping'an didn't dare to be careless, he had already seen that this Yin Spirit had a certain amount of cultivation, and it could not be suppressed by just a fire spirit talisman.

Three fire spirit talismans shot out at the same time, and several flames burned violently, attacking the Yin Spirit at different angles, instantly melting its ghost claws, and even most of the Yin Qi on its body was evaporated.

The screams were terrible, and the woman in black turned around and left.

But Zhao Ping'an would give her a chance to escape, and a thunder talisman burst out, and a terrifying thunder burst out, almost completely submerging the woman in black!