In the past, I often helped my grandmother comb her hair, and after entering the mansion, I helped Aunt Shang to simply tie this man up with a bun, which was not troublesome and was quick to do.

Han Yaoniang is not ashamed to see anyone, but she can’t see her at the grocery store.

On the roof of the inner room, Chen Wu was squatting, and his wife was below and threw the tiles for him.

In the grocery store, Mei'er didn't even greet her parents, and Shang Saner didn't care, and just asked the old dog to find the soldiers.

After entering the winery, the three girls were assigned to cut the ingredients and steamed them.

Filling water for the winery to make wine is also the yamen's errand. Now that the Qionghua Dew is sold out, the new Anjia wine such as thunderstorm is not available, and it is even more active.

Seeing Tian Yu, Shang Saner shouted: "Brother Tian, ​​I saw that there were many thick dust on the streets, and there were spider webs on the door of the shop without a master. How annoying when you were married?"

Tian Yu reacted: "Okay! After picking up the water, clean it up with your brothers!"

Shang Saner shook her head: "No need to sweep it all! If you have a master's shop, you will say from house to house. If you don't have a master, you will be cleaned up in front of your house. If you don't have a master, you will be in the yamen soldiers!"

The yamen soldier gave up his pig raising errands a few days ago and swept the floor.

Shang Saner said again: "There are more things to do in the future. I will ask the young young people in the city, but there are still people who are willing to be yamen soldiers, both men and women will be successful!"

Tian Yu and his friends had to pass on the magical method and became soldiers in the yamen. Now that there are more people in the city, it is rare to choose. The mall owner thought that if there is no lower level of the ninth-level human immortal as a backer, he would like to be soldiers in the yamen, so that he could pass on the magical method of the earth immortal.

But it cannot be said to be done secretly.

All the matter was sent out, and Shang Saner sat in the wine shop and continued to refine it.

From outsiders, the city lord just sat alone, playing with the tea bowl, and thought he loved the beauty picture on it.

The wine was not ready yet, so he refined it first.

With joy, Shang Saner asked, "Mei'er, where is my Xiaoyaoshi?"

Mei'er turned around and saw clearly what was in his hands, and was amused and crying: "Master, where did this come from?"

The previous beauty tea bowl was not mysterious at all, and I just thought it was a toy. The slim girl and He Ye didn't know that he was refining treasures. Now that he has changed things, he also took them out.

This man is so playful and lustful, and he is all involved.

Shang Saner smiled proudly and pointed it at Mei'er: "The empty handle above can be worn with a belt, so you can tie it on your belt. What about the Xiaoyao Scarf first?"

Mei'er has ancestral needlework, and there is a lot of thread hidden in the bag. The Xiaoyao Scarf is still dirty and wider. It is not easy to tie the object. He didn't give it to him and pulled out a blue ribbon: "Just tie it with this!"

After taking the ribbon, he really tied the object to his waist.

The three of them were still busy. Shang Saner pretended to go to the toilet and went into the backyard, shouting: "Senior Ji!"

Ji Hongmian pulled Ah Chou and showed up, looking at the things tied around his waist: "It's done? You don't forget to play!"

Shang Saner laughed and said, "Will you use it for the best of your own?"

"Let's put the chess pieces!"

On Shang Saner's waist, the treasure that was transformed into a tea bowl turned into a big one. She first covered the three of them, and then pinched the trick.

The phantom chess piece appeared and was fixed on Ji Hongmian's head. It disappeared in an instant, and only used the arts and could see both.

As she moves, the chess piece will follow her like a shadow, with a constant vitality and will remain there.

After a hundred days of extra time, I saw the chess piece that was refined with his mother's vitality, and Ah Chou's eyes were already sad.

Touching his son's head, Ji Hongmian couldn't help but sigh: "I don't have any thoughts to stop this force. If I absorb it for hundreds of years, my vitality will not be reduced!"

Shang Saner was thick-skinned and smiled flatteringly: "If I fail, I will rely on my seniors to do my best!"

The three friends created this technique to absorb vitality and make red chess pieces. When they fall into the hands of their disciples, the person who is taught must inject vitality into their own home.

Ji Hongmian would not be surprised by the ability of the wasteland immortal. His spiritual thoughts moved slightly, and his vitality turned into a trickle of water and poured into the shadow of the chess piece.

The phantom is not suction enough, so it must be solid. You cannot pour too much at the moment, as it will burst.

Maintaining the maximum amount, Ji Hongmian asked: "How far does this technique work?"

In the shadow of the chess piece, it was seen that it had turned red. Shang Saner hurriedly replied: "Before I became a son, five miles away from me, it would disperse and could not become a son anymore!"
Chapter completed!