Article 72

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His facial features were wrinkled into bun folds, he winked for a while, and finally stretched out a finger, shaking it from side to side, and summed up three words:

"Tut tut."

Immediately, the little junior sister Huarong turned pale: "What! Elder Yuheng passed out?"

"The young master and the precept elders are fighting?"

"No wonder I didn't see Elder Yuheng in class this morning... so pitiful... What kind of precept did he break?"

"I heard that the client was beaten in a fit of anger."

"..."

Such gossip floated into Xue Meng's ears from time to time, and the temper of the young master at the peak of death and life completely inherited his master, and he was very irritable. It's a pity that there was more than one person discussing this matter, and there were groups of three or four on the Good and Evil Platform, all muttering "Elder Yuheng is punished", which made him feel very noisy, but there was nothing he could do.

Here Xue Meng's forehead is blue and straight, and Mo Ran has not slept all night, yawning again and again.

Xue Meng didn't get angry elsewhere, so he snarled at Mo Ran: "The plan for a day is in the morning, you dog, what are you doing lazy in the morning! How did the master teach you on weekdays?"

"Ah?" The ink burned sleepily, and another big yawn, "Xue Meng, you are full and support me, and the teacher respects me, and who are you, I am your cousin, talk to your cousin Be disciplined, don't be too big or small."

Xue Meng said viciously: "My cousin is a dog, if you want to be it, just be it!"

The ink burned and said with a smile: "You are so bad, you don't look at your brother, how disappointed the master knows."

"You still have the face to mention Master! Let me ask you, why didn't you stop him when he was going to the Discipline Court yesterday?"

"Mengmeng, he is a master, Wanye Yuheng, Beidou Xianzun, can you stop one for me to see?"

Xue Meng was furious, drew his sword, and raised his eyebrows angrily: "What the hell are you calling me?!"

Mo Ran held his chin and smiled: "Meng Meng, sit down."

Xue Meng jumped like thunder: "Mo Weiyu, I will kill you!!"

Shi Mei was sandwiched between the two, listening to their daily noise, couldn't help but sighed, silently held his forehead, and tried to concentrate on reading his book: "The sun and moon are poured into the pot, and the spirit nucleus is just formed. Time. The way of heaven cannot be seen through, life and death participate in business..."

Three days passed in a blink of an eye, and Chu Wanning's thoughts were over.

According to the rules, he will face a three-month ban next. During this period of time, he could not leave the Peak of Death and Life, and had to go to Meng Po Hall to do odd jobs, clean the pillars of the Naihe Bridge, clean the steps in front of the mountain gate, and so on.

The precept elder was worried: "Elder Yuheng, to be honest, I don't think you should do these things. After all, you are a master of a generation. It is really aggrieved to do this kind of thing like washing dishes and mopping the floor." Without saying a word——

The main reason is that the old man doubts whether you can sweep the floor, cook and wash clothes!

Chu Wanning didn't doubt himself at all, and went to report to Meng Potang in a regular manner.

Meng Potang went up to the manager and down to the servants. When they were shocked to hear that Chu Wanning was coming to punish him as a coolie, they all turned pale with fright, as if they were facing an enemy.

Chu Wanning, dressed in white, came floating in the air.

A handsome face is cold and calm, without any expression. If you add a piece of auspicious clouds under his feet and a dust whisk between his arms, he will probably be no different from a fairy.

Director Meng Potang felt ashamed and disturbed that he wanted to make such a handsome man wash vegetables and cook.

Chu Wanning didn't have the consciousness of being a beautiful man. He stepped into the kitchen and glanced at the crowd coldly. They couldn't help but took a step back.

"..." Chu Wanning cut straight to the point, "What should I do?"

The manager pinched the hem of his clothes shyly and thought for a while, then said cautiously: "The elder thinks, how about washing vegetables?"

Chu WanNing said: "Okay."

The manager was greatly relieved. He originally thought that Chu Wan would rather not touch the sun water with his fingers, so he might not be willing to do this kind of scrubbing. But other tasks are either dirty or require some skills. He is worried about Chu Wan. Ning can't do it well. Since Chu Wanning agreed to wash the vegetables crisply and neatly, then he doesn't have to worry about it.

Facts have proved that the steward is really naive.

There is a clear stream in front of Meng Potang. Chu Wanning came to the stream with a basket of green vegetables in his arms, rolled up his sleeves and started washing the vegetables.

This area is under the jurisdiction of Elder Xuanji. Occasionally, a disciple of Xuanji Sect passing by, seeing Chu Wanning washing vegetables, was so frightened that he stuttered and couldn't speak a complete sentence. He rubbed his eyes three or four times to make sure he didn't look at it. Wrong, he said in astonishment: "Elder Yu, Yuheng—early, early."

Chu Wanning raised his eyes: "Morning."

Elder Xuanji's disciple trembled and fled.

"..."

Chu Wanning didn't bother to talk to them, and continued to take care of breaking the leaves, washing them, and throwing them back into the basket.

He washed it very carefully, breaking off every vegetable leaf and brushing it back and forth over and over again. The consequence of doing this is - seeing that it is noon, and the basket of vegetables has not been washed yet.

The waiter was waiting in the kitchen, circling back and forth: "What should I do? Why hasn't the elder come back? He won't come back until he comes back with green vegetables, so how should we cook the fried beef with green vegetables?"

The steward looked at the sun and said, "Forget it, don't wait, let's switch to braised beef."

So when Chu Wanning came back, Meng Potang's beef was already out of the pot, and the stewed su was rotten and delicious, and there was no need for vegetables at all. Chu WanNing frowned, he was holding his dish, quite unhappy, and said coldly: "Why don't you want green vegetables,

Still let me wash? "

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