Xuanhuan: Gou Quietly Cultivates The Handyman

Noon.

The hot sun scorched the earth.

On the surface of the mountain rocks, the rolling heat wave is visible to the naked eye.

The miscellaneous office is still like a mortal market, and it is very lively.

"Elder Mo, Elder Mo!"

Mo Yuncang, who was sitting at the counter, was pointing at the miscellaneous disciples who were crowding around and yelling and cursing, spraying wildly without dirty words for more than two hours.

This makes the chaotic order better.

But before he could catch his breath, an urgent cry came.

"Elder Mo! Elder Mo! ”

"Which bastard?! Shout soul?! Believe it or not Lao Tzu pumped you to death! ”

Mo Yuncang rolled up his sleeves and scolded and looked for the source of the sound.

Wherever his gaze passed, the miscellaneous disciples gave in one after another, and after a while, the crowded crowd was stunned to make a small open space.

"Elder Mo, I'm here!"

A small white arm stretched out from the thighs of the crowd, waving up and down in motion.

Mo Yuncang was stunned for a moment and looked intently.

Only then did he find Xu Anqing, whose face was distorted, squeezed in the gap of the crowd.

The face softened slightly.

"Is it you boy?"

"Oh yes, it seems like it's almost time."

"Did you breathe into your body?"

In the cracks of many thighs, Xu Anqing's small body is like a flat boat in the sea, squeezed so that his feet cannot find the ground and go with the flow.

He used all his strength to urge the aura in his body to want to leave.

But still can't shake these thighs.

Vaguely, Elder Mo seemed to be saying something.

Helplessly this place can't be heard at all.

Xu Anqing was a little anxious.

But no matter how hard you struggle, you can't squeeze out.

Instead, he was almost pushed to the door.

Xu Anqing was angry, stretched out his fingers and grabbed the thigh that he didn't know who it was, and twisted it fiercely.

"Ah!!!"

"Who sneaked up on me?!"

In the lobby, a scream suddenly sounded.

But no one bothered.

Only tasks in everyone's eyes, grabbing easy and multi-point tasks is king.

But this is just the beginning.

"Crouch! Which bastard pulls out Laozi's leg hair?! ”

"My eggs! Who plays my eggs! It hurts me! ”

"Which female scoundrel touches Lao Tzu's ass?! There is a kind of night to come to my wooden house to compare and compare, what kind of skill is it to be sneaky?! ”

"Is there a possibility - a man touched it?"

"Men? Isn't that happier! ”

"Grass! Who stepped on my toes?! Also Nima stared at the little finger and kept stepping on! ”

“......”

In the already watertight lobby, small contradictions are constantly being magnified.

Everyone could not find the culprit, so they turned their anger on the unpleasant people and scolded each other.

For a time, the screams of insults were incessant.

It's hilarious.

"Quiet!"

Like a thunderous roar, the lobby where the chickens flew and the dogs jumped came to an abrupt end in an instant.

Needles can be heard.

Mo Yuncang's majestic face was completely gloomy, he raised his hand and waved it hard towards the crowd, and the few people who shouted the loudest suddenly flew out upside down, disappearing from vision in the blink of an eye.

"Poof."

Xu Anqing, who suddenly lost support, could not find a balance point for a while, and fell embarrassingly into the clearing.

Practicing qi is the beginning of cultivation, and the physical fitness is still similar to that of mortals.

Mo Yuncang stared at Xu Anqing with an unhappy face, "You came to return the miscellaneous service?" ”

"No, no, no, I'm here to report and receive the task by the way." Xu Anqing stood up in a hurry, patted the footprints on his clothes, and said a little coyly,

"Elder Mo, see what tasks are suitable for me, and recommend a few to me."

He expertly took out two small toys from the baggage behind him and handed them forward.

"This is the gift you asked me to buy, it takes a little long to order, but the little girl should like it."

In the past few months, he learned through his neighbors that Mo Yuncang is a full daughter control, and he spoils his two five-year-old twin daughters.

So before coming, Xu Anqing specially collected some materials with neighbors and rushed to make several HELLOKITTY puppet cats of different colors.

The finished product is not as delicate as in the previous life.

But it's unique and eye-catching.

He believes that this furry cute toy should not be rejected by a little girl.

"Huh?" When Mo Yuncang noticed the novel puppet doll, his heart moved, but he did not show it, quietly put the puppet into the storage ring, and said calmly,

"Well, the recent Spirit Planting mission has just been reissued."

"The task of the third spirit rice field has not been taken up yet, so I will leave it to you."

A jade token hovered in front of Xu Anqing.

Before he could answer, the crowd in the lobby became commotion.

Planting Lingtian!

And it's still the third Lingtian!

Is that no one answering?

That was not released at all, and I couldn't receive it!

They kept wailing in their hearts, but they couldn't help but show envy in their eyes.

"Thank you Elder Mo."

Seeing this, Xu Anqing instantly understood that Mo Yuncang had given himself a beautiful difference.

Meizi took the token into her arms and kept it carefully.

When I turned around and was about to leave, I looked at the "leg wall" blocked in front of me, and turned back with a sneer,

"That, Elder Mo, you see that Fang is inconvenient and ask them to let him?"

Hearing this, Mo Yuncang stared at him with interest, seemingly happy to see him out of trouble, but he didn't embarrass him, and raised his head and swept his eyes coldly.

In the crowd, a road was immediately cleared.

"Elder Mo is mighty!"

"Get out of here."

Mo Yuncang scolded with a smile.

"Hehe, goodbye Elder Mo."

Xu Anqing patted his butt and left the handyman's office.

And after he left, a hint of a smile appeared at the corner of Mo Yuncang's mouth, "The eight-series mixed spirit root can still introduce qi into the body within half a year, it seems that there is a bit of a chance." ”

"I just don't know what else is going on."

"I hope you don't disappoint Senior Brother Yang."

"Junior Brother Yang's favor is not easy to repay."

...

Xu Anqing came outside, couldn't wait to take out the jade card, and injected a trace of aura.

On the jade card, the task information was immediately projected.

"Go to Lingtian Peak No. 3 Lingtian and plant three acres of Lingtian rice; Output requirements, 500 jin of first-order medium-grade rice, 1,000 jin of first-order lower-grade rice; The time limit is two years. ”

"Points reward 100 points."

After reading the mission information, Xu Anqing once again deeply realized how sought-after the task that Mo Yuncang gave him this time was.

Lingtian is built on the spiritual vein.

Not only is the aura rich, but there is also a gathering spirit array.

One day of cultivation in it is at least worth three days of ascetic cultivation in the Miscellaneous Peak.

Moreover, the higher the ranking of Ling Tian, the stronger the aura contained in it.

The third-ranked Ling Tian, the intensity of spiritual energy is estimated to be similar to the mountain where the outer disciples live.

What's more, the part of the output that exceeds the requirements of the task is not mentioned above!

What a proper oily water!

"Elder Mo, you really threw me a hot taro."

Xu Anqing was a little crying and laughing.

He seriously underestimated Mo Yuncang's daughter's control.

This kind of task is generally not released, and it is all determined by the miscellaneous disciples who are related.

That is, he inadvertently plucked someone else's peaches.

"Hey."

"Go home and pack your things."

Xu Anqing remembered the main message of the mission, put away the jade card, and walked towards the wooden house.

He hadn't planted enough spirit rice, and he didn't know how difficult it was, so he planned to learn from his neighbors first to avoid stepping on thunder, and by the way, he took the remaining five spirit stones and went there to cultivate.

As for whose peach this is, it doesn't matter anymore.

When the sky fell, Elder Mo held it first, anyway, he was a little boy who didn't understand anything. *