Liu Xiaohu stood in the courtyard and took several deep breaths before pushing the door into the house again. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info but it's still not a minute.,It's out again.,And almost gagging.。

So what's in the house? Let's follow the camera and solve the mystery little by little.

Wow! A room full of smelly shoes and rotten socks! The sour smell that came out was really spicy to the eyes.

When Xiaohu came to his senses, he found that the back window of the row of rooms in front of him was full of a group of disciples who had built a foundation and practiced spiritually, all laughing at Xiaohu.

Xiaohu's eyes widened, and the powerful coercion of the Transformation Period instantly surged towards the window, pushing all the disciples who laughed at Liu Xiaohu to their heads. Frightened, the disciples of the Ancient Dao Sect scattered, and they no longer dared to laugh at Xiaohu.

At this time, a slightly chubby little immortal cultivator swaggered over and said to Liu Xiaohu, "Are you new here?"

"Yes!" Liu Xiaohu replied angrily.

"I'm the leader of the shoes and socks group of this clean clothes shop, and I'm walking by myself!"

"What?"

"Walk yourself!"

"I don't know, I don't understand, what's the matter with you?"

"It's nothing, you and I will be colleagues from now on, I think you should express it. After saying this, he clenched his hands into fists, and then rubbed his thumb and forefinger together with each other.

"Do you want to taste whether my fists are hard or not?" Xiaohu almost couldn't hold back the anger in his heart.

"Brother, why do you have to do this... Ouch!" As soon as he was halfway through his words, he was turned around by Xiaohu. I saw that on his face, five finger prints were clearly indicated.

"Brother, what a harsh word! You told me to express it, and I said it. What kind of ancient Dao Sect, hmph! This great immortal is annoyed and has gone down the mountain!" Liu Xiaohu raised his feet and planned to leave.

Where is there still the slightest shadow of the ancient Dao Sect in the immortal world, flattering, bullying and flattering, and smoky miasma.

"If you have to endure hardship, you will become a master! Why did Daxian leave?"

Xiaohu listened to Bu Zidao's words and smiled. I thought to myself, first of all, what I said is indeed right, only if you endure hardships can you become a master. The second is that this person was scraped by himself, and he didn't get angry, but persuaded himself, which is interesting. And then there is the fact that he really calls himself a great immortal, this person is really not ordinarily interesting. Xiaohu turned around and looked at it, laughing!

Because Bu Zidao covered his right cheek, his nostrils and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and five finger prints were clearly visible on the left side of his face.

"If Daxian doesn't give up, you can swap places with me, you come to be the team leader, and I'll wash those shoes and socks for you, what do you think?"

"Okay, then you go!" Xiaohu gladly accepted, and then sat down under the wall and basked in the sun!

Then he walked into the house, took a few large bags of shoes and socks, and left. After a while, he walked back and left again with a few large bags of shoes and socks. In and out of this way a few times, I walked in and out of the road to wash all the stinky shoes and rotten socks before the sun set.

During dinner, Bu Zidao personally took four snow-white steamed buns and handed them to Liu Xiaohu.

Xiaohu was shocked, his head was a slurry at this step! It seems that he has really wronged others, and they really have no bad intentions.

"I don't know what I mean when I ask you, what do you mean by the indication you told me during the day?"

"Hehe, this ancient Taoist sect only knows how to pull people in, and doesn't pay salaries. You see that everyone is poor, and their clothes are washed and turned white. But fortunately, there are two big white steamed buns per meal, but no one will starve to death. ”

"Two big white steamed buns?" Although Xiaohu was an immortal cultivator in the Transformation Period, he didn't need to eat anymore, but when Bu Zidao handed him four steamed buns, he still took them and ate them.

"Yes, two meals a day, two meals a day. ”

"Then why did you just give me four steamed buns, and the special treatment for newcomers?"

"What's the special treatment, I gave you my share, and you must be hungry after a few clicks, right?"

"Uh..."

If you have any spirit stones, you can pay homage to the palm and say that you will send a red envelope, and you don't need to be in this shoes and socks group. I went to the cloth group, and there is a dish for each meal, which is much better than here!"

It turned out that this was what he meant, and Xiaohu felt so ashamed, not only wronged a good person, but also slapped someone.

"How many disciples do we have in the shoe group?"

"Just you and me!" Bu Zidao smiled silly after finishing speaking.

"What? Just the two of us, which group of disciples lives in this row of houses in front of you?"

"Cloth group, robe group. The next row of houses is inhabited by brocade groups. ”

"Are you hungry?" Xiaohu suddenly changed the subject.

"It's good to get used to being hungry! Usually they only give me a steamed bun to eat. Hey, hey!"

"Wait for me here!" Xiaohu walked towards the front house.

When he arrived at the front row of houses, Xiaohu pushed the door and entered the house, and found that there were still a dozen steamed buns and a pot of soup with a few green leaves floating on the table. And those disciples in the spiritual training period and the foundation building period are meditating on their beds one by one!

Xiaohu didn't say a word, went up and pocketed all the dozen steamed buns, turned around and walked out. I happened to run into Hao Chengshi coming in from outside the house, and Hao Chengshi was still shouting, "It's been a long time since I've eaten white steamed buns!

When Hao Chengshi saw Liu Xiaohu, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and then smiled all over his face, "Brother, we meet again!"

"The more than ten steamed buns left on the table are all yours, right? I washed my stinky shoes and rotten socks all afternoon, and I was tired! There were not enough steamed buns to eat, and I thought that you were all immortal cultivators in the Ning Dan period, and it didn't matter if you didn't eat them, so I took them all. Xiaohu said as he walked outside the house, then turned back to Hao Chengshi, who had a stunned expression, and said again, "Rest early!"

Xiaohu did not return to the backyard, but strode towards the front yard and continued to walk.

When he arrived at the front yard, Xiaohu pushed the door and entered the house to take a look, good guy, there were more than twenty immortal cultivators in the Ning Dan stage sitting on the four tables. On the table, there is wine and meat, white rice, big steamed buns, meat buns, you name it.

"You're new to the Shoes & Socks group today, right?" asked an immortal cultivator.

"That's right! You are all in the Ning Dan stage, and you still drink wine and eat meat, how can you advance to the Yuan Infant Stage in the future? Today, I will fulfill you, I will take all of these away, you should cultivate immortals as soon as possible!" After Xiaohu finished speaking, he didn't wait for those people to answer, and went up and began to put roast chicken, roast duck, buns, and steamed buns into his storage bag.

Then he took a bucket of white rice and two jars of wine, and went out.

When Xiaohu returned to the shoes and socks group and took out all the things to Bu Zidao, who was munching on roast chicken, the immortal cultivators of the Ning Dan stage of the brocade group reacted and chased after him.

I didn't know why, and I beckoned everyone to come over and eat together, "What's wrong with the Ancient Dao Sect today? I have made so many delicious foods, I haven't eaten this roast chicken for many years! Come on, let's try it together." ”

"Bu Zidao, what's the matter with the new immortal cultivators in your group?

Without waiting for the man to finish speaking, Xiaohu walked over, his eyes were full of murderous aura, and he scared those Ning Dan Stage Immortal Cultivators into running away.

"Daxian, why did they all run away?" asked Buzidao as he nibbled on a chicken leg.

"Maybe you're tired! You're all back to sleep! By the way, these things taste so ordinary, you wait for me to get you something delicious." After speaking, Xiaohu flew away.

"Daxian, these are enough! Running really fast, it's gone in the blink of an eye!" After Bu Zidao finished speaking, he drank wine and ate meat by himself.

Xiaohu went to the river, planning to get a few fish back and make up for it. Afraid that the stinky shoes and rotten socks that he washed during the day would pollute the river, Xiaohu deliberately flew a distance upstream and soon caught more than a dozen big fish.

On the way back, Xiaohu also deliberately selected a few fine jujube trees, ready to be used to make a fire and grill fish to eat.

Before he flew back to the shoes and socks group, Xiaohu's spiritual thoughts found that many people had gathered in the yard, and it seemed that he was here to find fault!