Didn't she just not wash her hair for a few days and not take a shower for half a month?
In the desert, where water is scarce, refugees are not so particular.
Many refugees have not taken a shower in more than ten years.
Cheng Yan's face was gloomy, but his face was dark, so the stall owner opposite couldn't tell.
He added: "It smells like her."
Cheng Yan: "..."
Uncle, can you speak without breathing heavily?
Cheng Yan didn't answer, wondering who she was in his mouth.
He looked the stall owner up and down again.
"Could it be that you are my long-lost father?"
Successfully saw a trace of chapped look on the stall owner's handsome face.
Cheng Yan was satisfied.
"I think you have found the wrong person. I am a disciple of the Xianqi Sect and an orphan."
"No, I won't mistake the smell of sunny weather."
sunny?
Xu Qingtian! ! (ꐦÒ‸Ó:)
Boom!
What a bolt from the blue!
Cheng Yan suddenly had a brainstorm.
As a loyal listener, Cheng Yan made the following summary:
In the story of Xu Qingtian's master-disciple rebellion, the root cause is the big monster.
Jin Zhuo's words of scolding Xu Qingtian were not unpleasant, but the rest of them made sense.
If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer the consequences.
With the way Xu Qingtian is acting now, it's hard not to think that she is the abandoned one.
Plus that kid.
The big demon had the four characters "abandoning his wife and children" written on his body.
The uncle in front of me is handsome.
Tsk tsk, the big demon Xu Qingtian talks about is not a good-looking person, otherwise how could she fall in love at first sight and fall in love with him again.
After thinking wildly for only a moment, Cheng Yan shook his head.
"Uncle, you are mistaken. I don't know Qingtian."
Cheng Yan denied Sanlian.
Before the stall owner spoke, Cheng Yan added another sentence.
"I was working as a handyman in the sand castle a while ago. There were so many people coming and going. Maybe I came here on a sunny day like you mentioned." Cheng Yan pointed in the direction of the sand castle.
The stall owner looked over and then looked back at Cheng Yuan.
He shook his head.
"No, sunny days don't just leave the smell behind."
Good guy, Xu Qingzhen is a good guy.
⌓‿⌓
Cheng Yan gritted his teeth and showed a twisted smile.
"Uncle, please come this way."
Naturally, Cheng Yuan did not go back to the sand pit, but went to the sand castle.
The sandcastle was empty, and the restrictions inside had no restrictions on her.
Wait until you see the stall owner walking in with all his swagger.
Cheng Yan stopped thinking about running away.
Ordinary people cannot enter this restriction.
She didn't dare to use Lingfu grass in front of the stall owner anymore, so she honestly told what happened to Xu Qingtian a while ago.
Of course, I only told the first half.
"What do you mean, she followed a female demon master into the city?"
"Yes, yes, many people have seen it."
"That's her master."
"Huh? Anyway, everyone respects her as Golden Immortal."
"That child..."
"It was true at first, but then it wasn't."
Cheng Yuan straightened his posture and said something.
The stall owner met her eyes.
Cheng Yan opened his eyes wide, trying to let him see the honest light in his eyes.
Fortunately, the stall owner didn't ask too many questions. After saying a few words, he threw down a storage bag.
"Thank you."
He disappeared as quickly as he came.
It's so dangerous. Is this a fool's errand?
…
sandpit;
Cheng Yuan sat in it, with the storage bag left by the stall owner in front of him.
Just now, she opened it and looked at it.
It can be described as a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
A pile of corpses of monster beasts, some dripping with fresh blood. Some of them could see that their fur had lost its luster over the years.
A small part of them are desert species, but she has never seen many of them, forgive her shallow knowledge.
But what is certain is that those are not specialties of the West Pole.
In addition, the stall owner is also an expert at removing bones, and not a single bone was left on these corpses.
With this bone-breaking skill, it would be a pity not to apply for a job at a wine shop.
This uncle, the way he rewards people... is really unique.
It's more like the big demon in Xu Qingtian's mouth - Duanqing.
As for his true identity, Duan? Could it be a horned beast?
Cheng Yan felt that she had revealed the truth.
If this is the case, then Cheng Yan feels that his life is not in doubt.
Jiaoduan has an upright nature and will not hurt others casually. Even if he becomes a great demon, he cannot lose his nature.
So, he put away the storage bag and put the matter aside.
The important thing now is that she must pass the assessment and officially take up the post.
…
I studied hard in the sandpit for a long time, but instead of waiting for Mr. Kui to come, I waited for the day of assessment.
Early in the morning, Cheng Yan reported to the Demon Yutang.
"Our goal today is - no retakes!"
"Today our slogan is -"
"I control my own life!"
"everybody is good for something!"
"I am not careless when people are easy for me, and I am not afraid of difficulties when people are difficult for me!"
Well, none of the slogans are repeated. When it comes to motivating people, Yuyaotang has no skills but only emotions.
"Cheng Yuan!"
someone in the crowd called to her.
It's Lin Jarrow.
"Senior Brother Lin, are you there too?" Cheng Yan looked in the direction behind him.
There are a bunch of little carrot heads there.
"You call me Senior Brother? Oh, you have joined the sect." Lin Jialuo then saw that she was also wearing the clothes of the Xianqi Sect.
Cheng Yan nodded.
"Then why are you still standing here? Come back to the team! Our Xianqimen will give priority to the assessment soon."
Cheng Yan followed Lin Jialuo back to the sect team.
"I will lead the team today, don't worry, this test is simple." Lin Jialuo said.
"Haha, because you are included in every exam, you have passed the exam to lead the team." Another senior brother from the sect said with a smile.
Lin Jialuo: "..."
Being ruthlessly exposed, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face.
Fortunately, the examination of Yuyuantang is about to begin.
The group was led into an open-air sandcastle.
As the name of the open-air sand castle suggests, the dome above is gone, leaving only a ring of walls.
As soon as everyone stepped inside, they burst into mourning.
Without the dome, the scorching sunlight shines directly above the head.
Within a few seconds, some people felt smoke coming from their heads.
"Yu Yaotang said that this is a pain in the neck and a strain on the body and mind. Ah, who didn't know that they are stingy!"
Lin Jialuo was indignant and took out a blue and white umbrella.
After thinking for a while, he took out another handful.
"Want an umbrella? I'll sell it to you for thirty spiritual stones at a bargain price."
When he turned around, he saw that the man in front of him was fully armed and wrapped in linen from head to tail, with only one eye exposed.
Yes, the image of refugees is deeply rooted in people’s hearts.
Cheng Yuan pointed to the large characters on the wall on one side of the sand castle.
[The use of all spiritual objects is prohibited. Violators will be disqualified from this competition. 】
Lin Jialuo: "..." Let me go, there was no such rule last time I came here!
When he got out, he was going to complain: The Imperial Demon Hall changes its orders every day and does not respect martial ethics!
As everyone sat down, a blank scroll appeared out of thin air on the table.
Looking up again, facing the direction of the sun, a string of small golden characters flickered.
This is the test question.
After just two glances, Cheng Yan felt that his eyes were going to burn out.
The first question is really simple. Anyone who has read the book will find it impossible to write.
It's just that Yu Yaotang's method of torturing people is also very famous. I'm afraid of rushing to increase the difficulty and increase the retake rate.
Thinking of the enthusiastic banners and slogans outside.
This Demon Yutang is really quite famous!
Cheng Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, took out a long leaf from his arms, and tied it to his head, just covering his eyes.
Look into the sky again.
A clear day.
At the moment, I write vigorously and quickly, writing as if I have a spirit.
Lin Jialuo, who was sitting next to him, was amazed when he saw it.
"What kind of treasure is this? Give me one too."
Cheng Yan didn't even raise his head: "Thirty spirit stones."
Lin Jialuo: "Can I exchange it for an umbrella?"
Lin Jialuo took the long green leaf and looked around.
A single orchid leaf is nothing short of ordinary.
Lin Jialuo:(/_＼)The biggest grievance is me!
You can obviously grab the umbrella, but you insist on giving me a leaf.
Wait for him to put it on.
Oh, it smells so good!
