The morning was basically spent in the Dharma Hall. In the afternoon, the instructor would have taken me to a medical clinic outside to do odd jobs. However, the sealing of the mountain gate was cancelled, so I had to make my own arrangements in the afternoon.
Xia Banyue said that she had accepted a mission in the mission hall before and left first.
Zhan Changfeng walked around the Baicao Courtyard and felt a little bored, so he also went to the task hall.
Disciples in the sect receive good deeds and spiritual stones by accepting and completing tasks. If they have more good deeds, they can also go to the Scripture Pavilion to exchange for them.
Also due to the blockade of the mountain gate, all external missions have been suspended, leaving only the missions inside the gate. And because some missions have restrictions on cultivation and medical level, there are very few missions suitable for new disciples who are still in the thatched cottage. , and trivial, such as helping test medicine, organizing the medicine storehouse, guarding the medicine garden, etc.
Maybe there were too many people idle today. The mission hall was so crowded that they even pushed and pushed each other just to get a mission.
Zhan Changfeng looked at the tasks posted on the bulletin board one by one and was not very interested. Suddenly he saw that there was another short-term task that had not been claimed, so he took it and went to the deacon to register.
The deacon gave her a slightly strange look, "Are you sure? I'll record it if you're sure."
"OK." Zhan Changfeng handed over the disciple token.
Su Luoqian's heart twitched when she saw the task, clean the utility cabinet! That’s a thankless job! The good deeds given are still few!
Zhan Changfeng just wanted to experience the life of a disciple in her sect, so naturally she had to follow the local customs and take on a task to earn good deeds. It didn't matter what the task was, until she opened the door of the utility cabinet...
Zawu Pavilion is located on the mountainside, separated from Jingshu Pavilion by a purple bamboo forest. It is located in a quiet place. The building is three stories high, with cornices on the surface. It is simple and majestic.
There was an old man with missing teeth sitting on the porch outside, leaning against a pillar and taking a nap, living leisurely to feed the leisurely people.
The deacon had said that he would find a steward to take over the specific tasks, and he must be the person in front of him. Zhan Changfeng greeted him politely and said, "I'm sorry to disturb the steward's rest. I'm the disciple who took over the task of the Miscellaneous Pavilion. I'm here to be dispatched."
The toothless old man hummed, his eyes bleary, "How many days will this work?"
"Half a day."
The old man had a stern look on his face and tsked twice, "You are here to play with me, I don't care. Just tidy up the second floor before you go back!"
As he spoke, he threw out a talisman and opened the door, "Go, go!"
Su Luo's eyes were filled with joy. It would be best to lock her up in the utility room for a few days to give her time to break through the sealed air pocket!
Now that he accepted the task, Zhan Changfeng could not go back on his words. He walked into the utility room. The first floor seemed to have been tidied up. Hundreds of shelves were filled with broken magic weapons. Maybe it was because of the claustrophobic doors and windows. The smell was a bit... Heavy, making it difficult to breathe.
She walked up the wooden stairs to the second floor and hung lighting stones on the walls. She saw that the nearly 300-square-meter space was piled with debris, and there was nowhere to put her foot down.
Looking closely at these sundries, some are hard and worn-out robes, some are useless jade slips and books, and some are... a black mass, and you can't tell what they are.
In fact, such a messy place can be tidied up with the House Moving Technique, but this task only has ten good deeds. New disciples rarely know magic, so they can only use their hands to tidy it up, while old disciples know this magic, but they disdain this mere ten good deeds. .
In Zhan Changfeng's view, this task itself has no reason to exist unless it is used to examine the disciple's character.
Despite this, Zhan Changfeng still rolled up his sleeves and planned to complete this task seriously and put the pile of junk into categories.
Su Luoqian was very surprised when he saw that she was actually sorting out the pile of debris without taking a moment's rest. She was a little discouraged. She was strong, hard-working, and even had higher medical talent than herself. If there was such a "me" alive, she... ...No, this guy must have a conspiracy. Could it be that when she broke through the Baicao Gate, she was going to the Miscellaneous Pavilion?
There must be something important in the utility cabinet that attracts her!
She had to rush out of the air pocket and tell the gentlemen the news!
At this time, she picked up a broken book in the picture, but did not put it down immediately. Su Luoqian became energetic and stared at the book. Maybe this was what she was looking for.
The hand was turning the pages of the book unhurriedly. Su Luoqian's eyes widened as the writing inside came into view... It seemed to be an ordinary biography, recording anecdotes encountered in the process of practicing medicine.
Su Luoqian became wary. There must be some unknown secret in this. She worked hard to memorize all the words in it. She would definitely need it in the future.
When she memorized it in a daze, the old notebook was placed on the shelf where books were placed, and the man continued to organize things.
Not long after, I picked up another book.
After a few hours, Su Luoqian finally discovered that she was particularly interested in things like written records. Some of them were flipped over and put away, and some were read from beginning to end. The content was also very complicated, including simple words and insights. There are travel notes, but they are not particularly important.
Su Luoqian stared so dizzy, she scolded this person over and over again in her mind, she was playing tricks, wasn't she?
God knows that Zhan Changfeng was really just flipping through it, and when he came across some interesting content, he just continued reading.
Zhan Changfeng spent a whole day and night tidying up the second floor. She went to the old man with missing teeth and got the Ten Good Skills. She planned to go see what herbs the Ten Good Functions could replace later. Even if she couldn't change them, she would take a closer look. It's also good. After finally entering Baicaoyuan, it would be a pity not to see the rare herbs.
The toothless old man muttered something good, "Would you like to help tidy up the third floor?"
Adhering to the principle of "see no evil", she did not go for a walk on the third floor just now, but she wanted to know what the situation was like on the third floor. "Disciples have schoolwork on weekdays. If they are free later, they will receive tasks again."
The old man with missing teeth waved his hand, "Let's go, let's come back when you have time."
Zhan Changfeng nodded after hearing this. This Zaozhu Pavilion was probably a test for his disciples, and he didn't know if Su Luoqian could seize this opportunity in the future.
A disciple's life is simple and busy, sitting in meditation, listening to Dharma, practicing, occasionally taking on a few tasks, and worrying about spiritual stones and exercises.
Another day later, Zhan Changfeng and the three people in the same courtyard were chatting in the courtyard under the moon. After losing a pot of tea and two plates of spiritual fruits, the other three returned to the house to rest contentedly, leaving her alone sitting on the stone bench. .
Su Luoqian saw that the picture showed a quiet and bright night, the moon was as bright as a jade plate, the clear light fell on the world, and the shadows of the trees were whirling. This scene had not shaken for a long time, and she knew that this man had not moved for a long time.
What is she looking at, what is she thinking.
This person could imitate her tone and demeanor and get along with her teachers and friends as if he were her, but Su Luoqian knew that she was not herself.
She could answer her husband's question, or she could use her identity as 'Su Luoqian' and say she didn't know in embarrassment.
She could be chatting intimately with her fellow disciples one moment, and looking at the night alone the next.
She could wander openly and openly in the tightly sealed Baicao Courtyard, taking her time and passing by the guards who were busy searching for her.
It makes people unpredictable, even scary, and...cannot be hated.
I can't hate it...probably because until now, I haven't been harmed in any real way, and she is too good.
This kind of excellence has a dark color in Su Luoqian's eyes. It is the calmness of walking on the edge of a cliff, the calmness of staring into the abyss, and the dominance of a dangerous building. Everything is so appropriate and easy.
Sometimes she thought that she was not the murderer who broke into Baicao Courtyard, but a gentleman with superb character.
Su Luoqian was startled by her own thoughts. Could it be that she was overwhelmed by the narrow bottom of the bed and found this bad guy very attractive?
No, she had to get rid of the air pocket quickly.
