The monk surnamed Deng walked into a room in the courtyard with seven people, and as soon as he entered the door, the monk surnamed Deng shouted: "Zhou Laosan, come out quickly!"

Suddenly, a flattering voice came from the back of the house: "Oh, it turned out that Senior Brother Deng was here, what kind of wind blew you here?" A thin middle-aged man ran from the back of the house, holding a notebook in his arms, and ran over with his farts upside down. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Don't talk nonsense, you can arrange these outer disciples. In the face of Zhou Laosan's flattery, the monk surnamed Deng said unceremoniously.

"Yes, yes, yes!" said the third child this week, nodding immediately.

Then the monk surnamed Deng ignored the outer disciples he brought and left the wing.

As soon as the monk surnamed Deng walked out of the door, the flattery on Zhou Laosan's face disappeared instantly, and he squinted at everyone with an arrogant look. The corners of his mouth crooked, and he said, "I'm the Zhou manager of the Dan Hall, why don't you hurry up and pay the salute?"

Looking at this smug Zhou Laosan, everyone was extremely disdainful in their hearts, but everyone looked flattering: "Disciple to see Steward Zhou." ”

"Haha! It's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning!" Zhou Laosan laughed, seemingly waving his hands modestly, but his face was triumphant.

This week's old man is a villain, so everyone is unwilling to offend this week's third child.

Li Shan didn't care about this, but was surprised by Zhou Laosan's cultivation, Zhou Laosan should also be a foundation-building monk, after all, Li Shan couldn't feel the other party's cultivation breath.

I didn't expect a foundation-building monk to please another foundation-building monk so much, the hearts of people in this cultivation realm are the same as those in the mortal world, there are all kinds of characters, and even the warmth and coldness of people are more cruel than between mortals.

Then Zhou Laosan began to assign everyone to work, during which everyone complimented him, and Zhou Laosan obviously admired the very loud outer disciples, and he was in a very good mood.

However, Li Shan frowned secretly, to be honest, he didn't want to be with the third man this week, but at the moment, the third man of the week was in control of his actions, and Li Shan also had to symbolically compliment a few words, which made him look salty in the eyes of Zhou Laosan.

Li Shan and one other person were assigned to work in the spiritual field, and when everyone was assigned by Zhou Laosan, he ordered a few miscellaneous disciples to lead everyone away.

Luoxia Valley has a clear hierarchy, as far as Li Shan knows, the Luoxia Valley Gate is divided into miscellaneous disciples, outer disciples, inner disciples and personal disciples, and the division of these disciples is still divided according to cultivation, such as Li Shan, a monk above the late stage of Qi cultivation, is an outer disciple. And this miscellaneous disciple who led the way for Li Shan was only in the early stage of Qi cultivation, and he was only fifteen or sixteen years old.

"This nephew, I don't know what the work in Lingtian is like?" Li Shan saw the appearance of this young man with low eyebrows but dripping eyes, and knew that his heart was beating, so he asked.

The young man first looked around, and then leaned in front of Li Shan and whispered to him: "This uncle, if I tell you, don't tell others." ”

Li Shan smiled and said, "It's natural. ”

The young man also laughed, and then said with some excitement: "Uncle Shi, if it's other work, I really don't dare to say it, but if it's Lingtian's work, then I can really say a few words." ”

"Oh, how do you say it?" Li Shan immediately asked when he saw that what the young man said was interesting. Just as Li Shan was listening to the young man about to speak, he suddenly felt something strange beside him and turned his head to look.

Like Li Shan, the monk who was assigned to work in Lingtian was a middle-aged man dressed as an indifferent scholar, and Li Shan remembered the indifference on this person's face when everyone complimented Zhou Laosan, and looked at him coldly as if he was watching a farce, as if he despised being in the company of Zhou Laosan and others.

When the monk dressed as a scholar saw Li Shan asking the handyman boy, although he wanted to go forward and listen, he seemed to be unable to pull his face.

"I don't know what to call this fellow Daoist, my surname is Li Mingshan, Daoist friends might as well listen to this junior brother with Zaixia, so I can be prepared. Li Shan still had a lot of good feelings for this middle-aged monk, and his actions made Li Shan feel sympathetic.

"In the next surname of the ancient name Chunfeng, Taoist friends can call the word Biqiu below. When the middle-aged monk saw Li Shan perform the etiquette of meeting for the first time between scholars, his face immediately softened a lot, and he said with a little joy: "Since Taoist friends are invited, it is better to be respectful than to obey your fate." ”

However, the miscellaneous disciple was embarrassed, and looked at Gu Chunfeng for a long time without speaking.

"Don't worry, your uncle won't spread the word out, but it's okay for you to say it. Li Shan smiled kindly at the miscellaneous disciple and comforted the miscellaneous disciple and said.

The miscellaneous disciple was still a little hesitant when he heard Li Shan say this, but Gu Chunfeng was unhappy and said, "Don't worry, I will never tell anyone else what you said! Could it be that you don't believe me?!" The chill in his mouth made the miscellaneous disciple tremble with fear, and then he shook his head desperately.

Li Shan shook his head at this time, and excused the young man: "Biqiu, don't be angry, this young man just doesn't know, don't blame those who don't know." ”

"It's me Meng Lang. When Gu Chunfeng heard Li Shan's persuasion, he immediately understood that his tone was too heavy, he glanced at the miscellaneous disciples who were trembling with fright, and said solemnly: "I will make amends for Fang Cai's faux pas, but I also ask my nephew to tell me what the two of them are Lingtian's work, and there will be a good reward in the next." ”

Li Shan looked at Gu Chunfeng in surprise at this time, he had a feeling that this Gu Chunfeng was not like a monk, but like a scholar from a family. Gu Chunfeng was able to listen to his words and make amends to a small miscellaneous disciple, which really made Li Shan admire.

"Uncle Shi, don't! It's because I'm too ignorant! I have nothing to do with you!" How do you know that the young man waved his hands with a pale face, Li Shan and Gu Chunfeng suddenly understood that if they really apologized, this young man would probably have to live in a panic for a long time, so they also sighed and revealed this matter.

Both of them understood what the young man was afraid of, just for fear that he would embarrass Gu Chunfeng by accepting Gu Chunfeng's apology at this time, and if Gu Chunfeng retaliated against him afterwards, the young man could not afford it. Even though Gu Chunfeng sincerely apologized for his actions, the difference in the identities and status of the two created an invisible gap that people could not cross.

Then the handyman boy began to talk about what Lingtian's work was, and after hearing this, the faces of the two of them became very ugly.

It turned out that the work of this spiritual field was to take care of the spiritual field, and every outer disciple who was assigned to this place had to be responsible for a piece of spiritual field, and weeded and loosened the soil for the spiritual field every day. It's easy to say if it's watered, but the weeds that can grow in the spiritual field are not ordinary, its root system is very developed, if it can't be cleaned in time, I'm afraid that the weeds will grow a lot in a very short time. However, the crop in the spiritual field is a delicate plant, and if there are a large number of weeds, the spiritual rice will wither, which is even more difficult to serve than a child. And what is even more troublesome is the land where Lingmi is planted, this soil is fertile red and black, and the texture is hard, even if the Qi cultivator blows with all his strength, he can't destroy much, and I don't know how weeds grow in such a hard land.

However, the outer disciples in charge of Lingtian have to turn over the land every time they reach the maturity of the Lingmi, and the solid soil is the biggest obstacle, if the outer disciples want to tidy up the land, they can only use the right amount of mana to attack and turn the soil out little by little. And this job, as a miscellaneous disciple in the middle and middle stages of Qi cultivation, couldn't carry out this work at all, so it could only fall on the outer disciples.

There is no doubt that working in Lingtian is the most thankless of all jobs, and there is no comparison between the two like other people who just take care of the elixir and work for the alchemist.

The two looked at each other and smiled wryly.

They naturally knew why the two of them were assigned here to do the hardest work, because the two of them didn't want to tie up with that Zhou Laosan, but they didn't expect that because of this trivial matter, Zhou Laosan was unhappy and assigned the two here.

It sounds like this work is so difficult, I'm afraid I don't have much time to cultivate.

Li Shan smiled bitterly at the moment, he didn't come to Luoxia Valley to be a coolie. Li Shan glanced at Gu Chunfeng, who didn't care about it on the side, and knew that this person didn't care about this little thing at all, and secretly sighed that he was still not as open-minded as the other party. But Li Shan just thought about it, he never thought that he was a reader after reading some books, he knew that he was just a little scholar at the beginning.

Li Shan did not show any emotion, but made Gu Chunfeng appreciate Li Shan even more, and once regarded Li Shan as a fellow believer. If Li Shan knew what he was thinking, I am afraid that he would smile bitterly, Gu Chunfeng is a real scholar and a true gentleman, he is just a rough man wearing a gentleman's skin.

Soon the handyman boy led the two to a field, sent them to a row of low houses, and said respectfully: "The two uncles and nephews can only send two here, and the two can find the king steward here." This young man was trembling all the way, and he wanted to run away for a long time, but the young man who had a task in his body did not dare to slack off, so he had to say so.

"My nephew has worked hard. When Li Shan saw the appearance of the young man, he also shook his head helplessly.

Then the two entered the room, and in it sat an old man of about seventy or eighty years of age, whose face was full of red light, and the old god was sitting behind the table and not knowing what to do.

The two looked at each other, not understanding what the old man was doing, but they didn't make a sound to disturb. Although Gu Chunfeng adheres to the demeanor of a gentleman, it does not mean that he is a corrupt Confucian, after all, those who can cultivate to the later stage of Qi cultivation are all shrewd people.

Time passed little by little, and the old man still did his own thing as if he hadn't seen the two of them coming. And Li Shan and Gu Chunfeng stood straight and motionless like two wooden stakes.