Chapter 702: Disciples of the Crazy Corpse Sect (4)
Long Zhanyan didn't cook food, so he and the disciples went to the back mountain to collect firewood, and he didn't let him use his spiritual power to carry the firewood on his back and walk down the mountain step by step.
As soon as Jiang Lao entered the kitchen, he found a comfortable room and went to sleep.
For a week, Long Zhanyan spent almost all of his time in the kitchen.
In response to that sentence, Long Zhanyan got up earlier than a chicken, ate less than a cat, slept later than a dog, and did more work than a donkey......
However, when she was having fun with it, she found that she liked the job very much, and the old man seemed to be training herself, and she felt that her physical strength was much smoother than before.
It seems that this compound is really a good place to exercise people!
Another week passed, Long Zhanyan was more diligent when she worked, she was not as tired as before, she was used to life here.
She was dressed in coarse cloth, with only a plain hairpin on her head, and a gray linen apron, and looked like a peasant woman from a distance.
This Jiang Lao looked at Long Zhanyan from a distance, and he suddenly walked up to her and said, "Okay, ugly girl, you don't need to burn the fire from today onwards, today, you go to the dining room to cut vegetables......
Long Zhanyan raised her eyes and raised her bland face, and then she nodded seriously.
Chopping vegetables was a new beginning for him, but when he cut all day, Long Zhanyan's arms and neck were almost completely destroyed.
She knew very well in her heart that this person named Jiang Lao could not say bitter about her own test even if she was bitter, so she gritted her teeth and persevered day after day.
Because when he came to this miscellaneous courtyard, Jiang Lao told everyone that he was not allowed to use spiritual power, nor was he allowed to take various pills, and if he found out, he would be punished heavily.
After another week, Long Zhanyan's hands were already covered with calluses, and she felt like she was going to be scrapped.
But when she woke up in the morning, she found that her physical strength was very good, and her eyes and hands were much faster.
Because, when they came to this mad corpse faction, they didn't learn any skills, but only learned how to make fires and chop vegetables here.
Time flies, two months have passed in a blink of an eye, and this morning, Jiang Lao gave their new disciples a day off.
On this day of rest, Long Zhanyan did not go out to hang out, but came to the back mountain where he had collected firewood.
It's not a pretty place, but it's a quiet place where few people come because it's overgrown with weeds and bushes.
Long Zhanyan took out a wooden table and a chair from his space, then took out a pot full of peach blossoms, and took out a few spirit fruits.
Long Zhanyan had a rare day off, she admired these weeds while slowly drinking peach blossom brew, although she had promised Shangguan Lingyuan that she would not drink again, but as long as she didn't get drunk now, she should be fine......
It's just that when Long Zhanyan was brewing the second cup of peach blossoms, she felt a little strange, so she raised her head and raised her heart and said.
"Since the elder is already here, why don't you come and have a drink together?" Long Zhanyan's temperament suddenly changed drastically, and he returned to his original cold appearance.
Even though she was wearing a very ordinary coarse linen clothes, anyone could feel a fresh and domineering temperament from her.
As soon as the words fell, a gray figure flashed from behind a tree and appeared in front of Long Zhanyan.
He glanced at Long Zhanyan, and suddenly found that there were too many incredible things hidden from her, so he also took out a chair from the space and sat next to Long Zhanyan.