A scream came out, and Jin Zi, who was waiting behind the window on the second floor, couldn't wait to rush out.
I originally thought I could see Lan Annuo in a state of embarrassment, but unexpectedly there was no one at the door.
A small head with a big question mark, where are the people?
Jin Zi looked around and found that there was nothing, only the door was opened a gap.
Jin Zi, who was too curious, touched the door with his hands. The next moment, the door suddenly opened. In an instant, Jin Zi's vision went dark, and an unpleasant smell filled his surroundings. He felt the stickiness coming from his own fur.
Feeling tired, Jin Zi jumped up and screamed loudly, causing a panic.
Lan Annuo lifted up the bucket and poured it at it gracefully. The sudden cold water made Jin Jin shiver.
Seeing clearly that the person he was supposed to be teasing was actually standing there unharmed, Jin Zi pointed at Lan Annuo and kept shouting.
Although Lan Annuo couldn't understand what Jin Zi said, he could roughly understand it through its body language. However, Lan Annuo chose to pretend to be blind and stupid.
When Jin Zi saw that she didn't respond to her constant shouting, she jumped up and down in anger.
Because the violent movements caused the odor to spread, the odor has become heavier now.
Jin Zi couldn't stand it anymore and started retching next to him.
In the end I couldn't bear it anymore and ran away.
Lan Annuo glanced at its leaving figure, made sure it had not left the mountain, and then ignored it. He carried the bucket to get water and continued to water the spiritual plants.
When Lan Annuo appeared at the edge of the waterfall carrying four buckets, he happened to meet Fan Nuanyang, who was surrounded by two people and praised him.
Lan Annuo simply ignored her, passed by them, and went to the pool to fetch water with a bucket.
When Fan Nuanyang saw Lan Annuo, he couldn't hear the praises from the people around him, and now only the red figure was left in his eyes.
Fan Nuanyang smiled softly and said something to the two people around her, then slowly walked towards Lan Annuo, glanced at the bucket next to her casually, and then asked with a concerned look: "Lan Annuo, now
Why do you have to do so much work? Isn’t it difficult to live with Master Wu?
Yes, after all, Master Wu Dan is short of handymen, not disciples. Don’t the handymen have to work all day long? How can you relax?
Thank you very much for your hard work. You worked so hard to get this opportunity. I didn’t expect that you would end up like this in the end. I don’t know if you regret your unscrupulous tactics?"
Lan Annuo didn't even raise his head and poured water seriously.
Seeing that she ignored him, Fan Nuanyang thought she was inferior, and then said: "Actually, I should thank you. Do you know why?"
Lan Annuo didn't even bother to look at her.
Fan Nuanyang didn't pay attention to her current mood and said: "You don't know yet, but now I have become a disciple of Zong Alchemy Master and a Zong Elder!
Oh, no, you are a handyman, and I am a real disciple. How can we be compared together?
You may not understand, God can't stand it anymore, all you have worked so hard to get is the status of a handyman, but I, who have done nothing, can actually become a disciple of Zong Dan Master, it is really unpredictable!
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Fan Nuanyang paid attention to Lan Annuo's expression while talking, but she was disappointed. Lan Annuo still had the same dead expression, just like a deaf person or a facial paralysis, with no change at all.
Fan Nuanyang was not angry, but in order to maintain his image in the outside world, Fan Nuanyang endured it.
Seeing that Lan Annuo was about to leave with the bucket, Fan Nuanyang stretched out his hand and pressed the handle of a bucket and said, "It may be difficult for you to pick up all the buckets. Why don't you let me help you?"
After all, we all come from the same place, right?"
Lan Annuo was almost annoyed to death by Fan Nuanyang. Could she really not see that she was too lazy to pay attention to her?
Also, is Fan Nuanyang really so free? She actually has time to talk next to her. Since she has time, she should practice more. What's the use of talking next to her?
"No, I can do it myself."
"Lan Annuo, why do you have to force yourself? Besides, I won't laugh at you."
Lan Annuo ignored her, took out a pole and hung up the four buckets with ropes.
Fan Nuanyang wanted to say something more, but Lan Annuo knocked her away and left with four buckets of water.
Fan Nuanyang felt that since he embarked on the path of cultivating immortality, the only thing he felt unhappy about was Lan Annuo.
It seems that every time I meet her, my mood is not very wonderful.
Fan Nuanyang's face turned red.
The two people who had stayed away from her when they saw her actively talking to Lan Annuo saw Fan Nuanyang's red face and asked with concern: "Senior Sister Nuanyang, are you okay?"
Fan Nuanyang lowered his head and said with some disappointment: "I originally thought she and I were good friends. Now I am lucky enough to be a disciple of Master Zong, but now I am drifting away from her."
"Sister Nuanyang, maybe she feels inferior?"
"How to say?"
"Senior Sister Nuanyang, you see, you are lucky enough to have started at the same time. Now you have become a disciple of Master Zongdan, while she has become an ordinary handyman. The status difference between you will only get bigger and bigger. You let
How can he treat you with a normal heart?"
"Really?" Although Fan Nuanyang knew that Lan Annuo didn't have this mentality, but who cares about her, maybe she is the kind of person who likes to secretly feel inferior and sad behind her back?
"Senior Sister Nuanyang, I really envy your fellow countrymen to have such a good friend like you.
Not only do you have a high level of cultivation, but your own conditions are also superior, and the most important thing is that you have a good heart and your fellow villagers will remember you."
"Really? I can't say that well. I'm just an ordinary person.
At most, his luck is better and his cultivation level is higher." Although he talks modestly, Fan Nuanyang is actually a little proud of his luck and ability. After all, there are only outer disciples around Alchemist Zong now.
Alone by myself!
Doesn’t this show your excellence?
On the way back there, Aotian complained: "That Fan Nuanyang seems to have such a serious illness. Master, you have clearly told her time and time again that you are too lazy to talk to her, but she can still stick to her with a smile. I really don't know her."
Want to do something.
"She naturally has her own purpose in doing this."
Aotian was amazed to see her controlling the vines to water her.
He asked in a low voice: "Master, why do you control the watering of the vines?"
"Of course it is to exercise the use of spiritual power."
"Can I still exercise this? What are the benefits? And spiritual power can't be used just by hand. Why do you need to exercise and control the use of spiritual power?"
"It's the same tapping action. If I can do it in one step, why should I spend more time doing it?"
Aotian complained softly: "You don't want to be lazy, do you?"
Lan Annuo ignored it and carefully recorded the changes in these spiritual plants while watering them.