Bai Yue watched from the side and quietly took a drop of ink from the inkstone, dripping it on Mingyue’s white socks.

The ink spreads out quickly...

After a while of busyness, Qingfeng looked at the neat desktop with satisfaction and breathed a sigh of relief:

"Mingyue, let's go!"

Bai Yue said nothing and left without saying a word.

But as soon as the two of them returned to the bucket, Qingfeng seemed to be frightened, and screamed in horror, and a squirting cigarette ran away like a squirting smoke.

As for it, isn’t it just a drop of ink?

The initiator was unsatisfied and followed him lazily. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Qingfeng squatting there washing his socks.

"Qingfeng, can you still get water?"

He rubbed the ink like a storm, and took a break from his busy schedule and replied:

"Go and go, wait for me to finish washing first!"

Bai Yue rolled his eyes and said contemptuously:

"Isn't it just a drop of ink? As for, can't I clean it when I come back?"

Qingfeng shook his head like a rattle, his hands kept "gurging", and gasping for breath, and said helplessly:

"You don't know about this problem. If you don't wash your socks, you don't feel comfortable anywhere on me. Why are you getting water?"

Come on, you are a late stage of cleanliness cancer!

Bai Yue walked around a few times, and saw that the socks were almost rubbed by the breeze, but Moji was still there and said with a curl of his lips:

"Then you wash, I'll take a break!"

"Hey, remember to take off your shoes..."

Before Qingfeng could finish his words, he turned his head and saw Bai Yue climbing onto the bed in his shoes. The mud on the soles of the shoes rubbed two pieces on the snow-white bed sheets...

"ah……"

Qingfeng hurriedly put down his socks, and rushed over and shouted:

"Mingyue, I'll fight you!"

He pulled him off the bed, pulled the sheets with all his hands and feet, and then took out a new one from the cabinet, spreading it neatly on it. He turned around and saw the water stains on Bai Yue’s chest. His little face that had just been stretched was wrinkled into a ball, and he stared at him:

"Take off your clothes! Well, you also take off your shoes!"

Bai Yue shrank back and looked at him cautiously and said:

"Qingfeng, you... don't do anything randomly, I'm very straight..."

Qingfeng naturally didn't know what was straight or not. She wiped her hands with a handkerchief. Seeing that he had not taken off his clothes, she walked over and pressed him down without saying a word, and stripped him down in a few seconds.

After a state of absence, Bai Yue had no power to fight back, and only shouted under his claws. Qingfeng seemed to have not heard of it, and pulled off his shoes and cursed:

"What the hell is it? Washing a clothes is so hard?"

It turns out to be washing clothes?

Bai Yue breathed a sigh of relief.

Who has struggled? I thought you were greedy for me!

I took the clean clothes from Qingfeng awkwardly, and after dressing them for a long time, I still couldn't wear them well. I didn't have a button on this suit, so I recognized the belt, but how can I tie it?

Qingfeng had already dried the clean clothes, shoes and socks, and when he saw Bai Yue's belt like a twist, he came over with a bitter face to clean up for him, complaining:

"Ancestor, are you here to torture me today?"

Bai Yue smiled and said:

"Who tortured you? A spell matter must be tempted here..."

When he heard this, Qingfeng turned his little face into a serious tone:

"Master said that practice is all about ordinary trivial matters. You must follow the trend and temper your mind. Wizards should not be abused. Have you forgotten?"

Bai Yue rolled his eyes and said in a depressed manner:

"It's really a dog biting Lu Dongbin. I feel sorry for you, do you know?"

Qingfeng turned around and left:

"Little ancestor, please spare me, and you still feel sorry for me? Tell me, what's going on with that moji?"

Hey, you saw it?

Bai Yue laughed dryly and followed with a thick face. Since the little god is good, he can't bully him anymore. Time is precious, and the ginseng fruit hasn't been seen yet!

The two carried the water and went straight into the back.

When I opened the two doors, it was a garden!

But the water was not for watering flowers. The two of them passed through the garden and saw another door. When they pushed open the viewing area, they found a vegetable garden, but they were not for watering vegetables.

When I walked past the vegetable garden, I saw another door. I pushed open the viewing area and saw a big tree in the middle with rich green branches and gloomy green leaves. The leaves looked like banana trees. They were more than a thousand feet high when they went straight up, and were seven or eight feet round under the roots!

Wow, these are the three spiritual roots of the prehistoric world named after Huang Zhongli and Pan Tao?

Ginseng fruit tree!

Bai Yue looked up along the trunk and saw a ginseng fruit on the south side of the branch, which was really hanging on the branches like a child.

His hands and feet were moving, nodding, and there seemed to be sound when the wind passed.

After smelling it, he could prolong his life by 360 years. Bai Yue sniffed his nose desperately, and there was indeed a faint fragrance, and he couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

Yaya, that monkey steals, but I can't steal it?

Qingfeng suddenly became alert and shouted:

"Mingyue, this thing is extremely precious. If you really want to eat it, I will accompany you to Master Yang. Maybe he will give you a soft heart... Don't steal it to eat!"

Bai Yue denied:

"I dare not, I dare not, how many courage do I have? You don't know?"

Qingfeng was skeptical, but Bai Yue didn't take the initiative. He just kept carrying water with him, looking worried, as if he had missed 100 million.

The two of them poured nine buckets of ginseng fruit trees, twenty-seven buckets of the vegetable garden, and seventy-two buckets of the garden, totaling one hundred and eight buckets. Then they gave up and returned to the room.

Even though he was in the distraction stage, Bai Yue felt quite tired and couldn't help but complain:

"Qingfeng, every day, just carrying water will be gone for half a day. Where can I get the time to practice? Can't I use magic?"

Qingfeng looked at him up and down like a fool, frowned and said:

"Mingyue, something is wrong with you!"

Bai Yue laughed dryly:

"Well, what's wrong, why is something wrong with me?"

Qingfeng rolled her eyes:

"You asked this three hundred years ago. Master said that although we ate ginseng fruit and prolonged our lifespan, we must not be anxious to practice because our legs are too weak. We must sharpen our minds and realize the Dharma. Otherwise, our inner demons will be full of evil in the future and will never be restored..."

Bai Yue patted his head embarrassedly and smiled:

"Huh, why did I forget?"

Qingfeng shook his head and said:

"I think you forgot it. Something was wrong all day long. Tell the truth to my brother, has something happened?"

Oh, this little boy is quite smart?

I want ginseng fruit!

Unfortunately, you can't help much, so you shook your head in frustration:

"Qingfeng, look at the master's many disciples, but I am the most useless. I am over 400 years old and I am just a distraction state. It's so embarrassing to say it..."

When Mingyue heard this, she smiled, and like a little adult, she stretched out her hand and sang Baiyue's head, and said warmly:

"Hey, what am I doing? Don't you think I'm just a fusion state?"

Bai Yue snorted and said dissatisfiedly:

"Hmph, it's still my best!"

What's the best dish?

Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, probably guessed what he meant, and smiled:

"It's not my fault. Who made you fall asleep when Master preached last time... Otherwise, next time Master preached, I'll sleep, wouldn't you catch up?"
Chapter completed!