After getting his wish and becoming an outer disciple, Yang Ming discovered that although he had been working in the handyman office, he was already a celebrity among the outer disciples!

When talking about the two words Yang Ming, most of them didn't know which cat or dog it was, but when talking about the strange man who lived in Dantian realm for ten years, everyone said that they had admired his name for a long time, and some even gave him the nickname "Yang Ten years".

This left Yang Ming speechless.

The fusion of memories and emotional experiences made Yang Ming subconsciously feel that the experiences of the "Yang Ming" before time travel were his own past.

Ten years in the Dantian realm are all in the past! After all, I am a genius who can enter the Taoist realm from the Dantian realm in just one month, okay?

But thinking that he was "ripened" by the elixir, he felt that he was a little behind the genius.

But at least he is a talent!

"Ten years, go clean up the martial arts arena." The one who spoke was Cao Zhi, always smiling and asking Yang Ming to do this or that.

"..." Yang Ming took a deep breath, "Okay, Senior Brother Cao."

From a handyman disciple to an outer disciple, Yang Ming felt like he had entered a black factory. Cao Zhi, who was responsible for guiding, did not tell him anything related to his practice tasks. He just asked him to clean the ancestral hall today and tidy up the disciples' residence tomorrow. From early morning

Until late at night, all I was doing were these trivial chores.

As he scanned the endless martial arts arena, he comforted himself that it was normal for newcomers to be bullied a little, and it would be fine once everyone got familiar with each other.

...

It was another day when he worked until late at night. He was a little hungry, so he unconsciously walked towards the dining room. Of course, he would not expect anyone to prepare a meal for him, but the ingredients were all there, so it was not difficult to make something by himself. As for

Will you be criticized? It is natural to eat when you are hungry. Who cares about that?

As soon as he entered, he heard a rustling noise inside. Yang Ming thought it was a mouse, so he lit a lamp and walked towards the firewood pile, only to find a man hiding in the firewood pile shivering.

"Chang Yu?!"

Chang Yu held a steamed bun tightly in his hand. Seeing that it was Yang Ming, he slowly calmed down, "Yang...Yang Ming? Is it you? Are you here to steal something to eat too?"

"Stealing? Isn't it normal to come to the dining room to eat? Why do you say stealing? Huh? What's the matter with the injury on your face?"

Chang Yu's forehead was slightly raised, but the tip of his nose was flat. He looked at Yang Ming by the light of the oil lamp. After looking for a long time, he found that Yang Ming was not injured, and asked: "Didn't they hit you?"

"You were beaten? Why did they beat you?"

"Why? Haha, do they need a reason for beating people?"

Yang Ming thought about how Zhao Tianlei and Chang Yu bullied him in the past, and felt a little relieved, and said: "Yes, you are all in the same group. When you bully others, you don't need a reason at all."

"I'm sorry!" Chang Yu lowered his head, "I shouldn't have bullied you before! It feels really uncomfortable to be bullied! I apologize for what I did to you before!"

"It's okay, the past is in the past. Aren't you being punished now?" Yang Ming was not so kind as to forgive him. Now is a good time to make sarcastic remarks to add insult to injury, isn't it?

Chang Yu was choked for a moment, and after a long while, he said: "Can you ask Junior Brother Lu Qing to say a nice word to me? If this continues, I may not be able to stand it anymore!"

Lu Qing? Yang Ming also wanted to know the news about Lu Qing, but they were separated as soon as they came in. He was busy every day, and it was already late at night when he had time. Where could he find someone?

But from what Chang Yu said, Lu Qing seems to be doing well in the outer sect, which is normal when you think about it. With Lu Qing’s abnormal IQ, coupled with his wealth and wealth, wouldn’t it be easy to get along well in the outer sect?

He suddenly realized that although he was busy all day long, he seemed to be just doing some work. No one had punched or kicked him, or even verbally humiliated him. Could it be that these were all Lu Qing's good words for him?

?He felt a little blushing when he thought that he was a big brother and had to be protected by his little brother.

"I don't need to help you, don't forget, the relationship between us is not very good!" After saying that, Yang Ming ignored him, lit firewood to cook, found half a chicken, washed it and threw it in

Cook in the pot with rice.

After half an hour, I opened the pot and the fishy smell of chicken and rice came out.

"Let's eat together. Throw away your steamed bun now. I don't know how many days it has been there. I can smell the sour smell!" Yang Ming rubbed a handful of salt on the chicken, ignoring the fishy smell, and picked up the bowl.

Start eating.

Chang Yu put down the steamed bun, said "thank you" and ate the remaining half of the pot of rice and chicken, leaving Yang Ming stunned.

"Isn't it hot?"

"It seems a little bit."

"Talent, you haven't eaten for the past few days, have you?"

Chang Yu was silent, and after a moment he burped, "I have to leave, and you...leave as soon as possible."

After Yang Ming finished eating, he put away his things, washed the dishes and chopsticks, and then closed the dining room door.

Early the next morning, Yang Ming was awakened from his dream by a "knock-knock-knock" sound on the door. He felt that the rhythm of the door was familiar. When he opened the door, he saw that it was Lu Qing.

"Why do I have the illusion that I'm back in Nan Za's place again? You're not here to work for me again, are you?" Yang Ming joked, seeing Lu Qing's smile on his face, he was also in a good mood.

"Senior Brother Ming, how are you these days?"

"Fortunately," Yang Ming opened the door, "Thanks to you, no one bothered me."

Lu Qing opened his eyes wide and was a little surprised: "You know?"

Yang Ming nodded, and then he confirmed that it was indeed Lu Qing who greeted him from behind. If it weren't for Lu Qing, he might have suffered the same treatment as Chang Yu. He laughed at himself: "I used to think about entering the outer gate.

If I learn some real skills, I can protect you, but in the end I still have to rely on you to protect me."

"I'm just playing tricks...Senior brother, your skills are stable and your spiritual power is abundant. It's just that you have a short time to practice your skills, so your combat ability is not strong enough. In time, you will definitely surpass most people. I will still need you, senior brother."

Protected!" Lu Qing looked up at Yang Ming, her eyes were wide open and she looked very sincere.

"I just think you are comforting me!" Yang Ming breathed out and poured a glass of water for Lu Qing, "However, I also believe that I can be your thigh one day!"

"thigh?"

"It means having a backer!"

"Okay! I'm waiting for that day!"

After chatting with Lu Qing for a while, Yang Ming felt that the depression of the past few days was gone.

"Junior Brother Qing, when I become more powerful in the future, I will beat up anyone who bullies you!" Yang Ming patted his chest.

Lu Qing just responded with a smile. After a while, she drank the water in one breath and then stood up: "I have to go. There was someone who was bullied by me three days ago. He is probably coming to see me again soon. I'm here

It will cause you trouble."

Yang Ming patted his chest: "What a joke, let him come! Senior brother, I'm not afraid of trouble!"

"Are you afraid of Qi Wei?" Lu Qing suddenly asked.

There is no real person in charge of the outer sect, so there is no such thing as a master. Qi Wei, who has the title of senior brother, is the leader of the outer sect. If Yang Ming is not even afraid of Qi Wei, then he can really be lawless in the outer sect.

"The person you are talking about is not Qi Wei, right?!" Yang Ming looked embarrassed, not knowing what to say, and worried about Lu Qing: "Why did you provoke him? He is petty and has a bad temper.

Well, you are too brave..."

"No, he didn't mess with me, so I don't have to bully him." Lu Qing put down the bamboo cup, seeming to think of the person she had bullied, and felt a little proud.

"That's good!" Yang Ming was really worried that Lu Qing and Qi Wei would have a conflict.

"But when Qi Wei sees that person, it's like a mouse seeing a cat!"

Yang Ming was confused. Is there anyone in the outer sect who is more powerful than Qi Wei?

"Let's go, Senior Brother Ming. I'll see you next time. That annoying guy should be here soon!"

"Wait!" Yang Ming suddenly thought of Chang Yu. Although this guy was hateful, he was a bit pitiful for being bullied into eating sour steamed buns.

"What's wrong, Brother Ming?"

Yang Ming then thought about it and thought that Lu Qing himself seemed to be in a little trouble. If he couldn't help, forget it. Why bother her again? So he replied: "Forget it, it's nothing. Just go ahead!"

Lu Qing seemed to really have to leave right away. She nodded and left without asking any more questions.

Seeing Lu Qing jumping up and down, kicking pebbles and leaving, Yang Ming felt that although this kid's brain was "abnormal", his personality was still that of a child. He shook his head and smiled.

Lu Qing had not walked for a quarter of an hour when a sword roar came from low in the sky.

On top of the jade sword, a young man in white clothes stood with his hands behind his back, elegant and aloof. Unfortunately, he disappeared in the blink of an eye. Yang Ming couldn't help but sigh, "This is what a swordsman should look like!"

However, the young man on the sword had a solemn expression at this time, especially when he saw the words "Fight if you don't accept it" written on a flag beside the Lotus Bridge, he frowned.

After landing, the jade sword disappeared out of thin air. Xiao Kexie looked at Lu Qing sitting by the bridge quietly without saying a word.

Lu Qing was silent for a while, then suddenly asked: "Senior Brother Xiao, are you too scared to challenge? How about I put this flag away?"

Xiao Kexie's face turned red and he was a little unhappy: "Junior sister, tell me, what are you competing for today?"

"Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are up to you!" Lu Qing said casually.

"..." Xiao Kexie didn't think Lu Qing was bluffing. Yesterday, he lost to Lu Qing in chess and was laughed at by his master after he returned.

"I think it would be more practical to tie you back!"

"Alas," Lu Qing sighed and stretched out his hands, "Tie them up. Anyway, there is nothing to compare with. You can only use brute force! The disciple of the dignified Jade Sword Master can't fight against all kinds of heroes. How can he not bully a weak woman?

Already?"

Xiao Kexie was angry and amused when he saw Lu Qing being captured without any help. If he really tied her up, wouldn't it be equivalent to admitting that he couldn't compete with her in anything and that he was a bear who only bullied weak women with brute force?

Originally, he might not be able to lose face just by provoking generals, but since the reputation of his master, Master Jade Sword, was involved, he had no choice but to jump out of the trap even if it was a trap.

"There will be no literary competition today!" Xiao Kexie felt that he was no match for Lu Qing in chess, calligraphy and painting, but as soon as he finished speaking, he felt something was wrong. If there was no literary competition, wouldn't it be a martial arts competition? If it were a martial arts competition, he would be back to being just a person who only knows brute force.

A mindless martial artist?

"good!"

Unexpectedly, Lu Qing was very cheerful and had the spirit of a hero, which gave Xiao Kexie some bad premonitions. Could it be that Lu Qing dared to compete with him? This would be tantamount to striking an egg against a stone and seeking death.

But if he said it, he would really want to see what medicine Lu Qing was selling in his gourd.

"Okay, let's compete in rock-paper-scissors today!"

"..."

A moment later, Xiao Kexie was defeated again. He wanted to slash the "Fight if Not Accepted" flag with his sword, but thought that this would only make him lose face even more, so he held back.

"I'll be back in three days. I'll see what other tricks you have up your sleeve then!" When he spoke, he was still gentle and gentle, even though he was already very angry.

Lu Qing chuckled and said, "Senior Brother Xiao, how about we still guess the game in three days?"
Chapter completed!