"Liancheng, Liancheng..." Baiqing watched Jimo Liancheng leave and wanted to keep him, but Jimo Liancheng ran faster than a rabbit, "This kid..."
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"Assemble, assemble."
Lan Shengxue had just finished fetching water. Seeing that it was still early, she wanted to go out to look for big rocks. Unexpectedly, she heard a sarcastic comment through the door and window.
She walked out with a bit of curiosity. In the courtyard, many people gathered sparsely, all registered disciples. Here, all the clothes had four words written on them: Registered Disciple.
Even if an outside disciple comes here, he will be very popular, like a distinguished guest.
The one who shouted loudly was the deacon in the registered disciples area, who usually manages the public security of the registered disciples.
"Have everyone gathered?" the deacon shouted, looking majestic.
Lan Shengxue stood in the last row, silent. She always maintained a low-key style...
And although she has been here for seven days, because this is an area for registered disciples, there are many people who still don't know each other.
During these seven days, they were basically adapting to the new environment. Very few of them took the initiative to make friends. In addition, she was used to being a loner and didn't like to get together with others.
"Who is Li Qiuju?" The deacon was wearing a dark gray robe. He looked a little serious, with two eyebrows that seemed to stand up, his eyes were cold, and he spoke in a serious manner.
All the registered disciples are afraid of him, because he has always been strict and will never allow the registered disciples to make any mistakes. If something goes wrong, he will definitely deal with him violently and show no mercy.
Li Qiuju was a little confused. She walked out in small steps and raised her hand weakly, "I...I am Li Qiuju. May I ask, Mr. Deacon...what can I do?"
"Of course something happens. Why should I look for you if nothing happens?"
Everyone secretly rejoiced. Sure enough, the deacon's words and deeds were different.
"Then may I ask, Mr. Deacon, why do you want to see me?"
"I have something to ask you for. Do I still need to report it to you in advance?"
"That's not what I meant."
"I'm sorry you don't dare to mean this. Now, take the broom and go to the back mountain."
Li Qiuju had a hundred questions in her mind, but she didn't dare to ask them out loud. The deacon had prepared the broom a long time ago and gave it to Li Qiuju. She left alone with the broom.
The deacon began to lecture, "As registered disciples, although you are only affiliated with the Sword Sect, you have already come to Qitianle. Don't forget the rules of the Sword Sect. Even if you are only a registered disciple, the rules are very strict. From now on
If someone makes a mistake and is asked to clean up the backcountry, that is the lightest punishment. For example, for someone like Li Qiuju, who has made a mistake and is not aware of it, he will come back when he cleans up the backcountry.
Did you hear everything clearly?"
"Listen clearly."
"Louder, you didn't eat this morning or what?"
"Listen clearly!!!" A loud voice rang in this small world.
The deacon seemed to be very satisfied with everyone's answers, "Okay, it's okay. You can do whatever you need to do and practice what you need to practice. I hope that in the future, some of our registered disciples will join the ranks of outer disciples. Everyone will make progress for me.
point."
After the deacon left, Lan Shengxue frowned deeply. How could Li Qiuju, who was in good condition, be punished to the point of sweeping up the rear?