"Squeak, squeak, squeak..."

After the commotion in the backyard, the "cooks" who were in the kitchen all lined up, hugging each other and looking at the Queen of Insects with tears in their eyes.

"You don't need me to say it, do you? Just be more conscious." My aunt looked at the cooks and said.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak..."

The monkeys looked at each other, with extremely human sadness and anger on their faces. One of them ran back to the kitchen with his legs upright like a human, took out the rosin used to remove hair when killing chickens and ducks, and started playing in the backyard.

Heat a pot over fire to melt the rosin and apply it on the monkey's body.

"Squeak-yah!"

As the older monkey grabbed the rosin and pulled it, the little monkey didn't seem to be shedding hair. Instead, it seemed like its soul had been pulled out by the rosin hair removal glue. It fell to the ground with a weak face and couldn't help but let out a cry of "soul flying to the sky".

's moans.

After the elder monkey plucked the hair of the two younger monkeys, the roles were reversed. The two younger monkeys looked at the elder monkey with rosin on their faces with ferocious smiles on their faces...

"hiss......."

As a fox with fur, Su Yan couldn't help but feel phantom limb pain when he looked at the movements of the monkeys and took a breath:

"Can't you use a knife to shave? Does it need to be something as strong as rosin to remove hair?"

After the three monkeys had their hair removed, they put on a slightly loose skirt and ran to Chong Qiong to report, their faces full of pride as if they had done something important.

"Well...after finishing cleaning the kitchen, let's go and have a rest!"

Looking at the three hygienic monkeys, my aunt gently nodded and did not pursue the issue of hair in the dishes. She asked them to go to the kitchen to clean up their hygiene before going to rest.

Spirit monkeys are a very magical creature. In addition to being extremely humane, they also have strong learning abilities, coupled with their diligence and hard-working spirit, they are often used as servants in monks' homes.

But the spirit monkeys are not captured. They are monsters that like to sell themselves. When they work in a monk's house, they need to pay spirit stones as wages every month.

If you don't give it a chance to destroy it, it will be the same if you beat it. Anyway, without spiritual stones as wages, it will continue to fail.

Once they are given spirit stones, if they work hard enough, they can kill human servants and maids.

Because of the opening of the hook fence, Zhong Qiong took into consideration from the beginning that the human race was particular about men and women not being intimate with each other, so instead of hiring male workers, she purchased three monkeys to be responsible for the cooking and some heavy work.

Su Yan would like to call the monkey: Cultivation is hard and hard for Party B.

Monkeys are born everywhere to Party A's father, and the whole family hopes to sell them at a good price, and then the vassal monk's family relies on the salary to practice cultivation, and the monks also like to use monkeys to do some work of killing people and dumping corpses.

Not being too talkative is actually an advantage. The monkeys all know a lot of their master's secrets.

………………

After eating supper, Su Yan began to practice the water-transformation technique until midnight before going back to the room to rest, breathing instead of sleeping and sitting on the bed. When her aunt saw that Nan Wu was still autistic in the corner, she kindly took her in.

one night

After a night and a morning, Su Yan woke up from the trance state of breathing, washed up as usual, went into his aunt's bedroom, and looked longingly at her aunt who was sitting on the bed meditating and practicing breathing.

"Speak directly if you have something to say..."

As a big demon, my aunt can sense everything in the entire Goulan Tower even if her perception ability is not turned on.

She already knew when Su Yan ran to her dormitory, but she didn't speak until the little fox squatted pitifully beside the bed, staring at her but not speaking, so the aunt had to ask Su Yan.

What are you doing here so early in the morning?

"I want to go shopping and go to the Imperial City. According to Xiao Jin, there is a great textile workshop there. I want to process the silk thread spit out by my aunt and weave it into cloth."

Su Yan opened his mouth and told the reason why he came.

The main city of Xia Yu is very large. In today's world of cultivation where transportation is not developed, the direct distance from Goulan to the Imperial City is estimated to be more than thirty miles. Su Yan's foot strength is not a problem, but he does not know the way.

ah!

The main city of Xia Yu is really big. Su Yan is only familiar with the roads to Wanhua Pavilion or Rouge Street.

There are no maps for other locations.

"Okay! Auntie will go with you."

The aunt looked at Su Yan and reluctantly agreed: "If it weren't for your tender face, which reveals a shyness about wanting to reject someone, I would definitely not be happy with it. Going to the Imperial City now is simply looking for trouble.

..."

"?"

Su Yan made a question mark, not quite understanding what her aunt meant by this.

But as her aunt led Su Yan out and walked through the clouds towards the Imperial City, Su Yan finally understood why her aunt was not happy to come to the Imperial City.

I saw a sea of ​​people on the streets of the Imperial City. Even the window sills of the buildings and the observation decks were full of people. There were also many monks squatting in the sky, blocking more than a dozen streets near the front gate of the Imperial City.

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Even the walls of the imperial city are now a spectacular scene of crowds.

There were waves of cheers and cheers, but there were also some angry and unfair curses.

"here it is........"

Su Yan looked at the scene where tens of thousands of people had gathered and looked at his aunt with surprise.

"For the people of Xia Yucheng, the martial arts competition held every five years is a national entertainment event in which the whole city participates. The imperial court opens the market for the people to place bets..."

The aunt said with a slumped face: "I used to like to come here to chase bets, but basically they lost more and won less. Their cultivation was too weak..."

The cultivation level of a monk is not equal to the actual combat power. The cultivation level only determines the combat power on paper. It is also necessary to measure the interdependence of the five elements, secret techniques, magical powers, and magic weapons to truly measure the actual combat power of a monk.

During the martial arts examination, the imperial court would only announce the candidates' cultivation level, five elements, age, whether they possess family secrets, or inherited supernatural powers. As for whether the candidates use it or not, it is up to the examiners themselves.

Things to consider.

As a grand event held every five years, Chong Qiong also participated in it when he first settled in Xia Yu. As a result, the entire arrogant insect was thrown into disarray and gave those young monks a hard lesson in quitting gambling.

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Chong Qiong got angry when she saw the martial arts exam, so when the martial arts exam was held in the imperial city, she didn't want to come at all.

It doesn't matter whether you have money or not, what matters is the shame!

Some monks in the body-refining and qi-refining stages let her, a half-step land god, fall into a pit. It was simply a shameful thing. She still has no nerve to tell others that she lost six hundred stones here.

One stone was equal to one hundred catties in Xia Yu, and he lost 60,000 catties of spiritual stones in two martial arts examinations.

The whole insect was paralyzed and Xia Yu could not move.

"It's...Yu Yanning!"

Su Yan had no interest in gambling. He had been beaten severely by lottery shops since he was a child, and he had never won a scratch ticket. Naturally, he didn't care about martial arts handicap, but he still liked to join in the fun. When he saw the crowds of people, he would squeeze out of the sky.

The crowd stepped forward.

"Hey!...Boy, this way, the scenery is nice."

Su Yan's pushing made some monks who were flying in the air dissatisfied in the already crowded crowd.

The monk was about to curse his mother.

The aunt raised her hand to slap him in the face.

The monk's tone became extremely gentle, and he invited the little fox to sit on his shoulder and watch the competition.
Chapter completed!