"Hey, hey, have you heard of it? Elder Yuheng violated the precepts and will be punished to kneel to the Hall of Yama for these three days."

The next morning class, all the disciples gathered in the Good and Evil Platform to practice and meditate. After all, they were young people in their teens and twenty years old. They could not be as calm as water. When the master was not careful, they began to whisper and whisper.

The incident of Chu Wanning being punished quickly spread.

The disciples who witnessed the slaughter yesterday shared gossip with others without hesitation.

"Wow, why did you know so late? Oh... It turns out that Elder Lu Cun took you up the mountain to pick night dew flowers yesterday? Well - then you really missed too many! Last evening, in the Qingtian Palace, flesh and blood were flying everywhere, and it was a terrible sight. Elder Yuheng was beaten with more than 200 sticks! More than 200 sticks! The stick hit the vital point! It's merciless!"

Every time the disciple said something, he would look particularly exaggerated. With the exclamation of his junior brothers and sisters around him, he would be so proud.

"Do you have any credit for more than 200 sticks? Even a burly man can be beaten to death. Don't mention Elder Yuheng. He couldn't stand it at that time and fainted. This made our young master crazy. He rushed up and fought with Elder Jue, saying that he would not touch Elder Yuheng's finger again. Oh, that scene-"

His facial features were frowned into buns, and he whipped his eyes for a while. Finally, he stretched out a finger and shook it left and right, summarizing three words:

"Tsk tsk tsk."

Immediately, a junior sister lost her face: "What! Elder Yuheng fainted?"

"The young master and the elder of the precepts started fighting?"

"No wonder I didn't see Elder Yuheng this morning class... so pitiful... What precept did he break?"

"I heard that he beat the client in anger."

“…”

Such gossips floated into Xue Meng's ears from time to time. The young master at the top of life and death completely inherited his master's temper and was extremely irritable. Unfortunately, more than one person was discussing this matter, and there were many good and evil groups, muttering "Elder Yuheng was punished" and it made him feel noisy, but he had no choice.

On this side, Xue Meng's forehead was exploding, and Mo Ran didn't sleep all night and yawned.

Xue Meng got angry nowhere else, so he said to Mo Ran with a harsh voice: "The plan for one day is Chen, you guy, why are you lazy in the early morning? How did Master teach you on weekdays?"

"Ah?" Mo Ran was sleepy and yawned again, "Xue Meng, please be full and support me. Master will give me up. Who are you? I am your cousin. Please speak to your cousin properly, don't be big or small."

Xue Meng said viciously: "My cousin is a dog, if you want to, just act it!"

Mo Ran smiled and said, "You are so unbearable and don't take your brother seriously. Master will be so disappointed when he knows it."

"You still have the face to mention Master! I'll ask you, he was going to the precepts court yesterday, why didn't you stop him?"

"Mengmeng, he is the master, Wanye Yuheng, Beidou Immortal Lord, please stop me and show me?"

Xue Meng was furious and drew his sword and raised his eyebrows, angrily said, "What the hell are you calling me?!!"

Mo Ran held his cheek and smiled: "Mengmeng is good, sit down."

Xue Meng was furious: "Mo Weiyu, I'll kill you!!"

Shi Mei was sandwiched between the two of them, listening to their daily noise, couldn't help but sigh, silently holding his forehead, and trying to concentrate on his book: "The sun and moon are poured into the pot, and the spiritual core is first completed. The way of heaven cannot be seen, and life and death are involved in the commerce..."

Three days passed in a blink of an eye, and Chu Wanning's thoughts ended.

According to the rules, he faced a three-month confinement period next. During this period, he could not leave the top of life and death, and needed to go to Mengpotang to do odd jobs, wipe the pillars of the Naihe Bridge, clean the steps in front of the mountain gate, etc.

The Elder of the Precepts was worried: "Elder Yuheng, to be honest, I think you should not do these things. You are a master at least, and you are really aggrieved to do such things as washing dishes and wiping the floor...." There was still no more words to say-

The main reason is that I doubt whether you will sweep the floor, cook and wash clothes!

Chu Wanning did not doubt himself at all and went to Mengpotang to report it in a regular manner.

Meng Po Hall went up to the general manager and the servants, and was shocked to hear that Chu Wanning was coming to punish him as a hard laborer. They were shocked and as if they were facing a great enemy.

Chu Wanning was frolicking in white clothes and floated up.

A handsome face is cold and calm, without any expression. If he adds auspicious cloud under his feet and a whisk between his arms, it is probably no different from a fairy.

The manager of Meng Potang felt ashamed and uneasy. He actually wanted to control such a handsome man to wash vegetables and cook.

Chu Wanning did not have the awareness of being a handsome man. He stepped into the kitchen and glanced at everyone coldly. Everyone couldn't help but take a step back.

"..." Chu Wanning was straight to the point, "What should I do?"

The manager pinched the hem of the clothes and thought for a while, and said carefully: "The elder, how about washing vegetables?"

Chu Wanning said: "Okay."

The manager breathed a sigh of relief. He originally thought that Chu Wanning's fingers were not touched by spring water and might not be willing to do such a brushing and washing, but other tasks were either dirty and tiring, or required some skills. He was worried that Chu Wanning would not be able to do it well. Since Chu Wanning agreed to wash vegetables simply and neatly, he didn't have to worry.

As it turns out, the manager is so naive.

There was a clear stream in front of Mengpo Hall. Chu Wanning came to the stream with a basket of green vegetables, rolled up his sleeves and started washing vegetables.

This area is under the jurisdiction of Elder Xuan Ji. Occasionally, there are disciples of Xuan Ji Sect who pass by. When they see Chu Wanning washing vegetables, they are so scared that they can't speak the complete words. They rub their eyes three or four times to make sure that they are not wrong, and then they said in shock: "Elder Yu, Yuheng--early, early."

Chu Wanning raised his eyes: "Good morning."

Elder Xuan Ji's disciple trembled and fled in panic.

“…”

Chu Wanning was too lazy to talk to them, so he continued to pick the leaves, rinse them, and throw them back into the basket.

He washed very seriously, broke the leaves of each vegetable and brushed them back and forth again and again. The consequence of this was that it was noon and the basket of vegetables had not been washed yet.

The guy was in a panic in the kitchen and was frustrated and circled around: "What should I do? Why haven't the elder come back yet? If he doesn't come back, he won't come back. How should he cook the beef fried with vegetables?"

The manager looked at the sun and said, "Forget it, don't wait, change to braised beef."

So when Chu Wanning returned, Meng Potang's beef was out of the pot, and the stew was crispy and tasty, and there was no need for vegetables at all. Chu Wanning frowned. He held his dishes, feeling a little unhappy, and said coldly: "Why don't you want vegetables and let me wash them?"

The general manager stood up and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with a veil. He said something he regretted: "Isn't this? I hope the elder will make a pot of green vegetables and stew tofu?"

Chu Wanning had no expression, and still held his food, tilted his head and thought silently: "..."

The manager hurriedly said, "If the elder doesn't want to, it doesn't matter--"

Before the department could say it, Chu Wanning asked: "Where is the tofu?"

Manager: "…"

"Elder Yuheng, do you... understand the way of cooking?"

Chu Wanning said: "It's not that I know nothing. You can try it."

At noon that day, the disciples still entered Mengpo Hall as usual, found a place in groups of three or five, and went to the counter to serve food.

There is no fasting at the top of life and death, and the food has always been abundant, and today is no exception.

The braised beef is fat and lean, the fish-flavored shredded pork is bright and rich, the farm crispy meat is golden and crispy, and the chopped pepper and fish meat is red and tempting. The disciples rushed to rush to eat their favorite food and lined up all the way, asking the kitchen master to add an extra spoonful of sweet and sour pork ribs, pour some marinade on the rice, or add some oil and chili.

The fastest ones are always Elder Lu Cun's disciples. The little guy in the line was experiencing a big acne on his nose, but he was still thinking about Mapo tofu. He skillfully brought the wooden tray to the last cabinet, without raising his eyes, and said, "Master, I want a bowl of tofu."

The master's fingers were slender and white, and he handed him a plate of tofu.

However, it was not the Mapo tofu he was familiar with. It was a plate of strange food with charred color and indistinguishable ingredients.

The disciple was startled: "What is this?"

"Boil tofu with vegetables."

Mengpotang was crowded with people, and the disciple did not pay attention to the answer to the man's voice, but said angrily: "Do you refine elixirs? Can this be called boiled tofu in green vegetables? I don't want it, you can take it back!"

While cursing, he went to glar at the kitchen master. As soon as he saw the person standing behind the cabinet, the disciple was so scared that he screamed and almost knocked over the tray.

"Yu, Elder Yuheng!"

"Um."

The disciples were almost crying: "No, what, I didn't mean that just now. I..."

"Since you don't eat it, take it back." Chu Wanning said expressionlessly, "Don't waste it."

The disciple stiffly picked up the plate, handed it to Chu Wanning stiffly, and then left with his hands and feet.

After a while, everyone knew that Elder Yuheng was standing in front of the last cabinet, so the originally lively Mengpotang was silent for a moment.

The disciples were like coquettish puppies, lined up honestly, served the dishes in a panic, respectfully came to the last cabinet, greeted the elders, and then stumbled and ran away.

"Hello Elder Yuheng."

"Um."

"Elder Yuheng is safe."

"Day and peaceful."

"Thank you for your hard work in Elder Yuheng."

“…”

The disciples were very disciplined and cautious, so Chu Wanning accepted the nervous greetings of every disciple, but no one dared to easily try the vegetables in his pot tofu.

Gradually, the team became shorter and the food in front of the other masters was almost finished. Only Chu Wanning was still full of food, and the pot of vegetables was cold and no one was interested in it.

Chu Wanning's face was not turbulent, but his heart was a little complicated. He had been washing for a whole morning...

At this time, his three personal disciples came. Xue Meng was still silver-lan light armor, and he was very refreshed. He leaned over with some excitement: "Master! How are you doing? Does the wound still hurt?"

Chu Wanning was very calm: "It doesn't hurt."

Xue Meng: "That's fine."

Chu Wanning glanced at him and suddenly asked, "Do you eat tofu?"

Xue Meng: "..."

The author has something to say: Chu Wanning: Do you eat tofu?

Disciple A: No, don’t eat it.

Chu Wanning: Do you eat tofu?

Disciple B: Wowowowo tofu is allergic!

Chu Wanning: Do you eat tofu?

Xue Meng: What!… (Suddenly blushed) I am a straight man! I, how can I eat Master’s tofu!

Chu Wanning:...What are you thinking? Get out of the Qingtian Palace to think about your mistakes! Get out of here! Don’t mix with Mo Weiyu in the future! (Raging the table angrily)

Thank you for the landmines of the "cold alpaca", the grenade of the "Lin Feng" ~ "The fragrance of dust is as old as before", irrigation nutrient solution ~ Momoda
Chapter completed!