"You're so stupid, raise your arms higher!" Xie Yingnan leaned lazily against the wall, as if she had no bones.
Gingerbread, who had climbed onto the roof, rolled its eyes.
"Is this okay?"
"Raise it higher, are you trying to make me bump my head by hanging the lantern so low?" Xie Yingnan gave orders without even looking up.
Gingerbread was furious.
"How could you possibly bump your head? Do you think you're two meters tall? You're not a reincarnated giraffe."
"I heard everything you said to me," Xie Yingnan said in a mocking tone, mimicking Jiang Bingbing's voice from yesterday. "Oh dear, I'm injured too. Master won't let me work, what can I do? Junior sister, you're so fierce~"
Gingerbread: "......"
Yesterday, Xie Yingnan held up his two hands, which were wrapped up like rice dumplings, and said that he had injured himself while working.
She doesn't believe it.
Even the Immortal Lord Qingxue didn't believe it.
After removing the gauze, both hands were swollen like pig's trotters.
They had no choice but to believe it.
The second senior brother was busy with things in the kitchen.
The eldest sister was summoned by the sect leader Wuya to help.
The important task of doing odd jobs on Xianyu Peak was entrusted to Jiangbingbing, who still had one hand to use.
Why not let Immortal Lord Qingxue do any work?
joke.
Who dares?
Besides, their master never lifts a finger and is so vain that he can't do any work.
Gingerbread asked Immortal Lord Qingxue to get a lantern. After her master gave her the lantern, he turned his back, took out a mirror, and used it to wipe his face and tidy his hair.
Let Master help.
The efficiency is too low.
It would be better if she did it herself.
"Third Senior Brother, you can't hang lanterns but you can crack melon seeds, right?" Jiang Bingbing adjusted the height of the lantern up and down, but Xie Yingnan didn't even look at it.
He tossed the sunflower seed shells aside, glanced back casually, and said, "Alright, you can come down now."
"?" Gingerbread was utterly speechless.
Jump off the roof.
Look up.
Okay!
The two lanterns were not aligned at all.
"Peacock, are you doing this on purpose?!"
Gingerbread is really angry.
Is it easy for a patient to work hard?
Xie Yingnan deliberately waved his arm, "There's no way around it, my hand is injured, Master won't..."
“You’re not blind,” Gingerbread interrupted him.
"Tsk, you're right." Xie Yingnan spread his hands and pulled out a strip of cloth to blindfold himself.
"Sorry, I'm blind now."
"......"
He sneakily reached out and groped his way out.
"Go, junior sister!"
Gingerbread got so angry that his heart rate became irregular, although saying that nowadays sounds very old-fashioned.
But there really isn't a more fitting one.
Indeed, when people are shameless, they become invincible.
You truly are a stinky peacock!
Helpless, he continued climbing onto the roof and untied the ropes on the lanterns.
"Junior Sister Jiang?"
A clear voice came from below.
Gingerbread struggled to turn its head, holding onto the lantern.
"Senior Brother Xie, what brings you here?"
Xie Xinglan turned his head slightly; his face felt a little hot.
The junior disciples in the peak often said that he was thin-skinned and blushed easily, and that he must not let Junior Sister Jiang see it. "I am here to deliver New Year's gifts on the orders of my master."
Old Huang, who was always gossiping, shook his head inside the house.
"Young people are so naive. They think it's okay if they can't see his face. Look at his ears, they're as red as if they've been marinated."
Fen Jue leaned back in his chair, his fingers tracing the hilt of his sword, his phoenix eyes narrowing as he peered outside through the paper window.
"Thank you, Senior Brother!" Gingerbread turned to him and asked, "Could you help me check if the two lanterns are aligned?"
Under the bright sun, perhaps because she had done some work, the girl's nose was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and her cheeks were flushed.
Very cute.
Xie Xinglan stammered, "Yes, it's aligned."
He gripped the congratulatory gift tightly in his hand.
"Alright!" Gingerbread clapped its hands and flew down from the roof, picked up the gift box and looked at it curiously.
"What's in there?"
"Just some essential pills." Xie Xinglan hurriedly withdrew her fingers.
"Thank you for making this trip, Senior Brother Xie!"
Gingerbread placed the gift box on the stone table in the courtyard. "Senior Brother Xie, please wait a moment. We'd really appreciate it if you could take our gift back with you. There aren't enough people on the peak to spare any more time."
"Oh, okay, it's alright."
Xie Xinglan breathed a sigh of relief as the gingerbread went in.
He looked around Gingerbread's small courtyard.
The courtyard is not big.
It contained many strange little gadgets.
After a while.
Gingerbread came out and handed the gift box to Xie Xinglan.
She then pulled out a handful of talismans.
"Senior Brother Xie, thank you so much for refining pills for me for free. Here is a talisman for you."
"A mid-grade Five Thunder Talisman?" Xie Xinglan asked in surprise, "It must have cost Junior Sister Jiang quite a bit of money, right?"
"It's alright," Gingerbread said modestly, waving her hand.
After all, she drew them all herself and didn't spend a penny.
Xie Xinglan: "Junior sister, I'm leaving now."
Gingerbread: "Thank you, senior brother, I'll give you a ride."
Old Huang floated to the door and peered out through the crack.
"Wonderful! Even the silhouettes of young men and women together are so pleasing to the eye and stir up feelings of love! Alchemists are great! They have money and an endless supply of pills."
Fen Jue's eyes were filled with mixed emotions as he sneered, "She doesn't need to find an alchemist."
Old Huang: "Why?"
Fen Jue smiled slightly, "Because I will make her the strongest alchemist in the cultivation world."
"That's right, there's no one you can't do, from alchemy to weapon crafting." Old Huang floated back to flatter him, "I heard you remembered the matter of helping me rebuild my physical body, I am extremely grateful!"
A faint smile crept into his usually silent, dark eyes.
He said, "I'm missing a Bone-Regenerating Pill. Why don't you ask that young alchemist to help you?"
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