He hummed a song every year and left the elixir room of Yunji Sword Sect, with a sticky, soft and chubby jelly-like object in his hand.

She carefully identified it and couldn't think of which part of the human body, the color that was red and the white in the pink came from.

But this feels really good~

He squeezed hard every year, and the slippery jelly squeezed out from his fingers. He spread his palms out. The jelly ball returned to its original state with a "pop" sound, shaking trembling in her palms.

He held the new toy while kneading and pinching, and he reached the Demon Subduing Palace every year, and took away a bunch of mixed tasks.

These tasks are very tedious and time-consuming, such as helping the old man from Shennong Valley sort herbs, assisting the disciples of Mingtang and Yunji Sword Sect to carve the hundreds of thousands of wall bricks, polishing wooden swords and swords for the Mo family's martial arts hall, etc.

Once these tasks were released, no one cared about, just because they were not only cumbersome, but also required players to go deep into the grassroots level, and there was no chance to get along with the boss, and the rewards after working hard for a long time were extremely ordinary.

Today, the monk who was responsible for the Demon Subduing Palace came from Mingtang and Shennong Valley. The elder who was on the mission had a kind chat with Nian Nian, and admired her hardworking and down-to-earth character very much.

Every year, he lowered his head and grabbed the corner of his clothes, leaving a few freshly folded plum blossoms for the old man to put the bottle. He then brought the pile of medicine leaves brought from Havalizhe City to the beautiful sister in Shennong Valley. He waited for a while expectingly. When the beautiful sister smiled and nodded to express that these wounded medicines were valuable, he cheered and covered his mouth with embarrassment, which brought a lot of laughter to the monks in the Demon Subduing Temple who had been busy all day.

By the way, he secretly despised the Mo family disciple who was rumored to abduct a girl countless times.

He generously rubbed the new toy in his hand to the beautiful sister who was illuminating with herbs, and got the tips and secrets for sorting herbs every year.

However, she didn't recognize many words. She looked at the strange traditional Chinese medicine names and was dizzy. She moved a stool and read it seriously for a while. Her smart and well-behaved look made the old man sigh, leaving behind the others who were in a long queue to take the task, and started a small meal every year.

He also taught some common methods of portraying formations, and the old man gave the class every year and let her go out of the hall, allowing her to practice new knowledge personally.

When I walked out of the hall, it was getting dark. The one who had been waiting for the Mo family martial arts hall was taken back to the yard of Xingtianxia. The brother and sister sat at both ends of the desks quietly, one quietly studied the application of new skills, and the other reviewed what they learned today.

The candlelight sways, and melodious music sounds from time to time in the study room. The sound of turning the pages of the book every year is rustling. In addition to the warmth, it also makes me feel a little sad.

It is rare to have the opportunity to be alone with my sister. I think there will not be too many opportunities to be alone in the future.

It’s even more unpleasant to Qi Youfeng.

Day 1. Shennong Valley Medicine Hall.

"Grandpa Mu, do you think I'm sorting right?" Every Nian held the medicine basket and found the old doctor with white hair in the medicine hall.

The old doctor stroked his beard, picked up a few herbs, and nodded with relief.

"Well, it's not only good, your child is quick-witted, but also very careful, very good."

Every year I was praised and blushed, pointed at my own eyes, and said embarrassedly, "I am just born with good eyesight and see more carefully than others."

"There are many people with extraordinary talents, but there are also many people who have wasted these talents in vain. It has been a long time since I saw a girl like you, such a down-to-earth girl." Grandpa Mu sighed.

I went to the medicine hall to report every year before dawn, and helped clean it up and greeted the monks who came and went squatted in the yard quietly sorted dozens of herbs of different quality. However, when I was not sure, I would timidly go to Doctor Mu to distinguish it, and then write it down carefully and write it on the notebook.

Dr. Mu looked at her notes and found that not only did he just talked about, but also some of the child's observations and experiences during the sorting process, such as the different preparation methods of the same medicinal herb in China and the West, different parts of the medicine used, etc., which made me feel very relieved. In just half a day, I really treated it as my junior every year.

Older people are inevitably talking too much. Compared with those middle-aged and juniors who are afraid to avoid when they hear him nagging, the audience with big eyes and small mouths are particularly comfortable every year.

The sun sets, and I found the medicine hall and took it home every year. I ran into Qi Youfeng, who was also here to pick him up. I looked at the two of them with anger and smiled as they were as tired as the miserable mandarin ducks separated by the evil man for a while, and took Nian away again.

The next day. The city wall on the north side of Beitai City.

After all, it was early spring, and the wind was still a little cold and hard. As we walked along the way every year, our hands and feet were cold. We trembled in the barracks under the city wall for a while, rubbed the jelly ball from a certain part of Simere to warm our hands. We held a special carving knife and wrote a pattern of the bricks in our hand.

This city brick is specially refined and cannot be used in swords and guns. These array diagrams are not really engraved on it, but are subject to the engraver's spiritual power.

I have eaten small dishes every year and know that this thing is nothing more than some mana. I practiced it specially last night, and it was amazingly efficient as soon as the construction started. When the other "coolers" who carved bricks came over after breakfast, drink tea, there was a wall in the barracks, and a serious and focused girl could be seen behind the wall.

In contrast, the others were naturally disliked by the elders of Mingtang who were in charge of building the city walls and praised them every year.

Every year I was very frightened and slowed down the speed of depicting the array map. My elder brother ran around the barracks with a short time, praising the handsomeness of the Confucian scholar, and praising the hero of the Yunji Sword Sect here for a while. Although he was not very thoughtful, he was surrounded by such a lively and lively girl for a long time. No matter how bad the temper was, he felt embarrassed to be annoyed.

When the elder from Mingtang came to check the progress, the barracks were in a state of joy. These people swept away the laziness and lifelessness of the past, and were talking and laughing with each other every year, while working quickly, and their overall efficiency was significantly improved.

The elder of Mingtang shook his head and sighed to his friend from the Jade Emperor Academy next to him, "These bunnies have never been so enthusiastic when they saw their heads."

The elegant immortal with a piano and a sword in his arms smiled, "Do you still think that asking some girls to come here to help will drag down the progress?"

The elder of Mingtang snorted coldly, "It depends on what kind of girl's home it is. Can those delicate girls in your academy do this job?"

After saying that, he pointed to the two walls he had carved every year, "If she could be half as efficient as her, I would be grateful."

After a pause, he added, "I think this girl is very good, so just stay here."

The Ruyi Fairy smiled and shook her head, patted the shoulder of the old friend who had been circling around the city wall all day, "Don't think about it. This is the apprentice of Old Man Meng. Now the surname is Mo. It's okay to come here for one day or two. If you stay here every day, be careful that Old Man Meng will come to chop people with a knife."

The elder of Mingtang couldn't help but sigh and went into the house with a smile to express his condolences. He took a lot of care every day and welcomed her to come and play often. The Confucian immortal had no choice but to keep up with him and thought to himself, could this person who was good at building walls and poaching walls?

Another day passed, and it was Sui and Sanchishui who came to "get off work" every year. Qi Youfeng was weak and could only let him go, accompanied the three of them back to Xingtianxia's yard, and then left alone. Sanchishui was shocked, turned his head and looked at his president with a gentle smile, and said, "You are going to be retribution, brother."

Day 3. Mohist Martial Arts Hall.

Every year, I just stepped into the gate of the martial arts hall and was robbed.

She looked at the bandit who claimed to be "scareful" and was speechless for a while. Her eyes turned and asked.

"I have sex to give you a disaster?"

"You can rob me, too." Qi Youfeng changed his words very scoundrelly.

"...Don't make trouble, I have something to do." I pushed Qi Youfeng away every year, and my heart was a little itchy.

"I have done your business for you, and now I want to do the business." Qi Youfeng smiled maliciously and took Nian away.

At dusk that day, I came to pick people up as usual. I thought I would be idle today, but I saw every year waving out like an amnesty, grabbing my sleeves and not letting go.

This year, he looked at Qi Youfeng, who looked satisfied, and dragged away every year with a dark face. He made up his mind not to allow this person to approach ten meters around every year for the next three days.

Back in his study, I spread a piece of white paper every year, rubbed my waist and drew a map.

To the north, Yuhuang Academy, and the gurgling pavilion.

In the south, Shennong Valley, half-maple lotus medicinal garden.

To the east, Mohist family, and Huofang.

To the west, Yunji Sword Sect and Ningjin Pavilion.

Shisui looked at the four places on the picture and the pathways connecting the pictures, and finally understood what he was busy with these three days.
Chapter completed!