After Chu Yanyan finished giving the instructions, she went back to the house to practice. Zhao Yuyue watched the figure disappear, then picked up the hoe and started weeding.
When he was young, he lived with his grandmother. When he was three years old, he helped his grandmother work in the fields. After his grandmother died, the villagers began to despise him, thinking that he had killed his grandmother. They wanted to drive him out of the village and take over the one acre of land that originally belonged to his grandmother. However, he still persisted because it was his grandmother's home and he had to protect this piece of pure land that belonged to his grandmother.
Until the arrival of the group of monsters, everything was destroyed, the group of people died, the house was swallowed up in the fire, there was nothing left, and he also got his own liberation.
I thought this place was also a place of water and fire, but now it seems that there is at least one person who treats him well, right?
Thinking of Chu Yanyan's gentle expression, Zhao Yuyue smiled and his hands became more forceful in weeding and cultivating the land.
Chu Yanyan had just climbed onto the couch to meditate when the system started yelling, "Hey, bastard, how can you let the mission target who just recovered his body work? At least he should rest for a few days."
"Zhao Yuyue seems a bit weak, but I don't think he's that kind of person. I asked him to weed not only because I really wanted to plant carrots, but more importantly, I wanted him to exercise his body. I didn't lie to him."
Chu Yanyan answered, thinking back to when Zhao Yuyue took off his clothes and went into the water to take a bath, his thin and shriveled body. He was obviously a sixteen-year-old boy but he looked only thirteen or fourteen years old, which made him feel a little distressed. Personality can be changed slowly, but physical constitution must catch up.
The weather in Xianle Sect is pretty good. The sunlight in the morning is not very strong. It is a sunny day with abundant spiritual energy, which is most suitable for meditation and cultivation.
Zhao Yuyue spent the entire morning weeding the weeds in front of the yard, turning the land into a field shape, and loosening the soil.
After working for a morning, Zhao Yuyue's forehead was covered with sweat. He raised the back of his hand to wipe it off and continued to loosen the soil.
Chu Yanyan meditated for the entire morning, breathing in and out of his dantian. When he got out of bed, he could feel his body had become much lighter. It turned out that absorbing spiritual energy into the body and converting it into one's own spiritual power had such benefits.
Chu Yanyan lowered his eyes, and he suddenly remembered that when he was still a rabbit, he became a human being in a daze. Not long after he became an adult, he was almost struck to death by lightning. Fortunately, the system saved him and took him to other places to help others gain cultivation.
"Xiao Qi, you are so nice." Chu Yanyan said in a very sincere tone.
The system, which was playing a script-killing game with other colleagues, suddenly heard Chu Yanyan's nonsensical words of thanks. It was a little confused, but still accepted Chu Yanyan's thanks: "It's okay, it's okay."
When Chu Yanyan opened the door, the scene outside had changed. Except for a bamboo forest in front of the door, all the weeds had been hoed away by Zhao Yuyue. The land was divided into two parts, with a small path in the middle that was higher than the two sides and paved with stones.
My eyes turned to Zhao Yuyue in front, who was squatting and taking out stones from the bucket and placing them on the dirt road in the middle.
Zhao Yuyue, who was busy with his work, caught a glimpse of the edge of Su Qing's clothes. He raised his head and looked at the person standing in front of him, calling out in a daze, "Senior Brother."
"Didn't I just ask you to weed? Why are you doing this?" Chu Yanyan rolled up his sleeves, picked up the stones in the bucket and followed Zhao Yuyue to put them on the muddy road, pressing his palms down on the stones.
"I just want to make this place more beautiful. Brother, you don't have to do it. I'll do it." Seeing Chu Yanyan touching the soil and stones with him, Zhao Yuyue was shocked in an instant and became terrified. He hurriedly stopped Chu Yanyan's behavior.
In desperation, Zhao Yuyue grabbed the slender and powerful hands, which should be used to hold a sword, not to touch the soil.
Chu Yanyan, who was suddenly shaken by Zhao Yuyue, held the boy's hand in return and said gently, "You are my junior apprentice brother. Since you want to do this, you can't complete it alone in a short time. This yard was given to us by our master, and this gravel road should be completed by us together."
"Senior Brother." Zhao Yuyue stared at the face of the young man in front of him with tears in his eyes.
Chu Yanyan grabbed his hand and helped Zhao Yuyue stand up: "Okay, you've been busy weeding all morning. Let's go eat first and then take care of the rest in the afternoon."
Zhao Yuyue nodded: "Yeah!"
The food in Xianle Sect is pretty good.
After working for a whole morning, Zhao Yuyue was very hungry. After changing into clean clothes, he ate three bowls of rice, three dishes and one soup. Although it was said to be a clean plate behavior, he was too full and his stomach couldn't take it.
Seeing that Zhao Yuyue looked pale but tried to pretend to be fine, Chu Yanyan took out a digestive pill from the system and asked Zhao Yuyue to take it. Then he let him lie on his bed and take a nap, while he sat aside and meditated.
Zhao Yuyue lay on the bed filled with Chu Yanyan's scent. He clutched the quilt tightly, his eyes staring at Chu Yanyan from time to time. For some reason, the more he looked, the more he didn't want to look away.
Influenced by this refreshing scent, he gradually closed his eyes and fell asleep.
After Zhao Yuyue fell asleep, Chu Yanyan opened her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. At this critical moment, she still needed some sleeping techniques to fall asleep.
Chu Yanyan got off the bed and walked out slowly. Looking at the unfinished gravel road, she turned back and walked to the desk and sat down.
He took the ink pen and talisman paper, drew something on the talisman paper, folded it into paper figures, stood them up one by one, muttered some terms, and pointed at their foreheads.
The paper man, which had been motionless, immediately started to move, jumped onto the table, gradually grew bigger, and then jumped out.
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