Chapter 8: A Day in the Life of a High-class Handyman (I)

"My lord, the small one came to report, I don't know what you have to say" Shangguan Peng saluted respectfully, and even glanced at him from the inspection, "Zhou's shopkeeper is very good at coming to things, so good at kung fu to give you a new inside and out, you live in the hut on the right-hand side, usually the sprinkling and cleaning maintenance in this house is all your business, don't be lazy, your martial arts can't be left behind, you usually have nothing to practice, you also have to follow me around to patrol, you can't drag me back, this driving, horseback riding also have to learn, you go first, settle yourself, and then find some work to do." ”

Shangguan Peng carried his burden to the room next to him, looking left and right, it was a good grade. There are beds, couches, tables, and the right decorative vases, and the area is not small. It is indeed a world of difference.

Fetch water, clean up the room, the old job. The hands and feet were very nimble, and after a while, the small room was completely new. Spread the bedding and hang up the clothes. It's my own nest, it's so comfortable.

After cleaning up the house, the yard also has to be cleaned up, just such a small yard, three down five divided by two. For Shangguan Peng, it was a piece of cake.

Rouyunjin's effort is used in cleaning, which is so handy, and the small courtyard that is not sprinkled with soil and dust is clean.

After a while, you're done.

Twisting his head and looking around, he felt a sense of accomplishment. I'll go, Shangguan Peng wondered, how can I have this feeling, I have a sense of accomplishment when I clean a yard. There is still no backbone, my goal is to wake up to the power of the world, but helplessly, my heart is higher than the sky, and my life is thinner than paper.

I can only comfort myself, if you don't sweep a house, how can you sweep the world.

It's okay, the handyman has done all his work, what else can he do. Failure, such a little work every day, when will martial arts be perfected.

"Do I want to clean up the entire inspection department, stabilize, I am even the long-term follower of the adult, I can't afford to lose this person by cleaning the entire inspection department. Shangguan Peng thought secretly.

What do you have nothing to do, let's practice martial arts. Even adults have said that martial arts can't be lost.

Walked out of the small courtyard, wandered around all the way, familiar with the familiar environment, and looked for where the school was by the way, did that Lu Zhong say where the school was just now, I don't remember.

The introductory eyewitness is almost hot.,I should have seen it.,Why can't I remember.,Schoolyard、Schoolyard,Where are you?

From the backyard all the way to the front hall, I didn't find a school field, don't these patrols usually need to practice martial arts, and won't they be beaten if they are not skilled in business?

Since there is no middle courtyard, go to the wing room to see, what are the usual living conditions of those rough soldiers, Shangguan Peng thought of this, his feet involuntarily turned a corner, and the Ming was generous and high-spirited to the left wing, and the courtyard where the wing room was located was not small. Ah, there are a lot of rooms, it seems that there are a lot of people living in normal times, and there is indeed a school field in the middle of the yard, but no one is training.

"The armament is lax, and I don't know the proverb that sweat more in peacetime and shed less blood in wartime. No wonder it's a group of Qiu Ba, unmotivated" Shangguan Peng stood in the middle of the school field, pricked up his ears to hear what the people in the house were doing, why was it silent, wouldn't it still be sleeping, and I would sue them when I went back.

Raised his feet and entered the opposite room, the chase shop slipped along the wall, and there was no one in the house, did they all go out to wave.

Out of the house, I came to the school grounds, where there were racks of weapons. Shangguan Peng casually operated a single knife and practiced chopping the mountain, which was very smooth, that is, it was a word "chop" over and over again, horizontal chop, straight chop, vertical chop, oblique chop, one by one in Shangguan Peng's hands showed, very perfect. Shangguan Peng was also very satisfied, he practiced for most of the hour, and he sweated, which was really cool.

"My sword skills are perfect. Shangguan Peng said narcissistically, "I'll go, the sword technique is perfect, what is the use of practicing for a long time, I sweat in vain, I have to lose that no one will see it, otherwise I will be treated as a monkey." ”

Shangguan Peng got off work, wanting to touch his beard and sleep for a while, but he is only twelve years old this year, where did he get his beard, this can't be pretended" What I urgently need to exercise now is Grass Flying and Soft Cloud Sweeping, of course, there is also eyesighting, Grass Flying has to run, such a small school field, run a few laps, I don't know if I am not skilled in Grass Flying, anyway, I must be dizzy. It's better to practice the soft cloud sweep, and there is no dust whisk for fathers-in-law to look around. "Shangguan Peng is not surprised" A group of old men from the inspection department who would use such a part-of-the-way thing, if anyone really practiced to dust it, he would not be laughed out of his big teeth. ”

I looked left and right, and I saw a whip, this shouldn't be used to extract confessions. Picked up the whip, tried it, and it felt okay. Think about it, there are so many lines for dusting, and one line for whips, which is the same thing.

With the kung fu of the soft cloud sweep, the whip was played, others threw the whip, it was like the wind, and the sound was endless, Shangguan Peng played the whip and it was a little weird, the whip came across the air, hit the target, and only listened to the sound of the target being broken, and the whip was silent in the air.

"This is a wrong skill point, the whip doesn't whirring, what's the momentum of playing, but the sneak attack is good. "Shangguan Peng raged in the school field for a while, breaking countless targets, he was very proud, I have to prepare one for this thing, the yin person is too good.

Looking at the dilapidated school field, I can't help but feel empty, I won't want to accompany me, let's slip, I don't admit it anyway.

Out of the courtyard of the wing, the grass flew out, and went to the backyard as soon as he slipped away, and after returning to the house, he wondered how the inspection department was empty.

Even adults can't see it, and the soldiers of the Inspection Department can't see it. At this time, the sound of a bell ringing sounded in the courtyard of the cafeteria, whether it was time to eat. Why didn't anyone tell me the rules of the Inspection Division, Lu Zhong would be too unreliable.

When I came to the cafeteria, sure enough, someone ate again, and looked around, probably understanding the rules of eating. I walked directly to the cook, and when I saw the cook, I was happy. This guy is too vivid, with a big brain and a thick neck, and he is not less corrupt at first glance.

"Give me a meal" Shangguan Peng said to the cook with a big grin, he confused the cook, who is this, he didn't wear a military uniform, and he didn't know him, he came up and asked me for food, he was too bold, and he ate white food to the inspection department.

Just as he was about to have a seizure, he heard someone say, "This is Lord Lian's long-term follower Shangguan Peng, who has just arrived at the Inspection Division, remember." Shangguan Peng looked back and saw that he was an unreliable Lu Zhong.

The cook's face that was still cloudy and sunny just now immediately shone with the sun, "It turned out to be Lord Shangguan, the little eye is clumsy, you wait a minute", put the dishes and chopsticks in hand and scalded them in hot water, and made a bowl of rice full, and the dishes were also high and sharp, and there was a lot of meat.

"My lord, you use it slowly, it's not enough to come again," the fat cook stammered.

"Look at people putting down dishes, dead fat man, no wonder your surname is Gou, cooking for Lao Tzu, almost beating you to death than this" Lu Zhong laughed and scolded the fat cook.