"Squeak, squeak, squeak..."
After the chicken and dog dancing in the backyard, the "cooks" who were in the kitchen all lined up, hugging each other and looking at the Queen of Insects with tears in their eyes.
"You don't need me to tell you, do you? Just be more conscious." The aunt looked at the cooks and said.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak..."
The monkeys looked at each other, with extremely human sadness and anger on their faces. One of them ran back to the kitchen with his legs upright like a human, took out the rosin used to remove hair when killing chickens and ducks, and started playing in the backyard. Heat the pot, melt the rosin and apply it on the monkey's body.
"Squeak-yah!"
As the older monkey grabbed the rosin and pulled it, the little monkey didn't seem to be shedding hair. Instead, it seemed like its soul had been pulled out by the rosin hair removal glue. It fell to the ground with a weak face and couldn't help but let out a "soul flying" sound. moan.
After the elder monkey plucked the hair of the two younger monkeys, the roles were reversed. The two younger monkeys looked at the elder monkey with rosin all over its body with ferocious smiles on their faces...
"hiss......."
As a fox with fur, Su Yan couldn't help but feel phantom limb pain when he looked at the movements of the monkeys and took a breath:
"Can't you use a knife to shave? Does it need to be something as powerful as rosin to remove hair?"
After the three monkeys had their hair removed, they put on a slightly loose skirt and ran to Chong Qiong to report, their faces full of pride as if they had done something important.
"Well...after finishing cleaning the kitchen, let's go and have a rest!"
Looking at the three hygienic monkeys, my aunt gently nodded and did not pursue the matter of hair in the dishes. She asked them to go to the kitchen to clean up their hygiene before going to rest.
Spirit monkeys are a very magical creature. In addition to being extremely humane, they also have strong learning abilities, coupled with their diligence and hard-working spirit, they are often used as servants in monks' homes.
But the spirit monkeys are not captured. They are monsters that like to sell themselves. When they work in a monk's house, they need to pay spirit stones as wages every month.
If you don't give it a chance to destroy it, it will be the same if you beat it. Anyway, without spiritual stones as wages, it will continue to fail.
Once given the spirit stone, if they work hard enough, they can kill human servants and maids.
Because of the opening of the hook fence, Chong Qiong took into account the human race's emphasis on men and women not being intimate with each other from the beginning, so she did not hire male workers. Instead, she purchased three monkeys to be responsible for cooking and doing some heavy work.
Su Yan would like to call the monkey: Cultivation is hard and hard for Party B.
Monkeys are born everywhere to Party A's father, so the whole family hopes to sell themselves at a good price, and then the vassal monk's family relies on the salary to practice cultivation, and the monks also like to use monkeys to do some work of killing people and dumping corpses.
Not being too talkative is actually an advantage. The monkeys all know a lot of their master's secrets.
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After eating supper, Su Yan began to practice the water-transformation technique until midnight before going back to the room to rest, breathing instead of sleeping and sitting on the bed. When her aunt saw that Nan Wu was still autistic in the corner, she kindly took her in. one night
After a night and a morning, Su Yan woke up from the trance state of breathing, washed up as usual, went into his aunt's bedroom, and looked longingly at her aunt who was sitting on the bed meditating and practicing breathing.
"Speak directly if you have something to say..."
As a big demon, my aunt can sense everything in the entire Goulan Tower even if her perception ability is not turned on.
She already knew when Su Yan ran to her dormitory, but she didn't speak until the little fox squatted pitifully beside the bed, staring at her but not speaking, so the aunt had to ask Su Yan. What are you doing here so early in the morning?
"I want to go shopping, to the Imperial City. According to Xiao Jin, there is a great textile workshop there. I want to process the silk thread spun by my aunt and weave it into cloth."
Su Yan opened his mouth to tell him his purpose.
Xia Yu's main city is very large. In today's world of cultivation where transportation is not developed, the direct distance from Goulan to the Imperial City is estimated to be more than thirty miles. Su Yan's foot strength is not a problem, but he does not know the way. ah!
The main city of Xia Yu is really too big. Su Yan is only familiar with the roads to Wanhua Pavilion or Rouge Street.
There are no maps for other locations.
"Okay! Auntie will go with you."
The aunt looked at Su Yan and reluctantly agreed: "If it weren't for your tender face, which reveals a shyness about wanting to refuse, I would definitely not be happy. Going to the Imperial City now is simply looking for trouble. ..."
"?"
Su Yan made a question mark, not quite understanding what her aunt meant by this.
But as her aunt led Su Yan out and walked through the clouds towards the Imperial City, Su Yan finally understood why her aunt was not happy to come to the Imperial City.
I saw a sea of people on the streets of the Imperial City. Even the window sills and observation decks of the buildings were full of people. There were also many monks squatting in the sky, blocking more than a dozen streets near the front gate of the Imperial City. .
Even the walls of the imperial city are now a spectacular scene of crowds.
There were waves of cheers and cheers, but there were also some angry and unfair curses.
"here it is........"
Su Yan looked at the scene where tens of thousands of people had gathered and looked at his aunt with surprise.
"The martial arts competition held every five years is a national entertainment event for the people of Xia Yucheng, with the whole city participating. The court will open the market for the people to place bets..."
The aunt said with a slumped face: "I used to like to come here to chase bets, but basically they lost more and won less. Their cultivation was too weak..."
The cultivation level of a monk is not equal to the actual combat power. The cultivation level only determines the combat power on paper. It is also necessary to measure the interdependence and restraint of the five elements, secret methods, magical powers, and magic weapons to truly measure the actual combat power of a monk.
During the martial arts examination, the court would only announce the candidates' cultivation level, five elements, and age. Whether they possess family secrets or inherited supernatural powers would not be announced. As for whether the candidates use it or not, it is up to the examiners themselves. Things to consider.
As a grand event held every five years, Chong Qiong also participated in it when he first settled in Xia Yu. As a result, the entire arrogant insect was thrown into disarray and gave those young monks a hard lesson in quitting gambling. .
Chong Qiong got angry when she saw the martial arts exam, so when the martial arts exam was held in the imperial city, she didn't want to come at all.
It doesn't matter whether you have money or not, what matters is the shame!
Some monks in the body-refining and qi-refining stages let her, a half-step land god, fall into a pit. It was simply a shameful thing. She still has no nerve to tell others that she lost six hundred stones here.
One stone was equal to one hundred catties in Xia Yu, and he lost 60,000 catties of spiritual stones in two martial arts examinations.
The whole insect was paralyzed and Xia Yu could not move.
"It's...Yu Yanning!"
Su Yan had no interest in gambling. He had been beaten severely by lottery shops since he was a child, and he had never won a scratch ticket. Naturally, he didn't care about martial arts odds, but he still liked to join in the fun. When he saw the crowds of people, he crowded in the sky. The crowd stepped forward.
"Hey!...Boy, this way, the scenery is nice."
Su Yan's pushing made some monks who were flying in the air dissatisfied in the already crowded crowd.
The monk was about to curse.
The aunt raised her hand to slap him in the face.
The monk's tone became extremely gentle, and he invited the little fox to sit on his shoulder and watch the competition.
