Hearing the old lady's question, Elder Lan pouted like a little girl and muttered: "Ferdinand sent someone to deliver it to you. He said it's for you to grow spirit herbs. It's simply nonsense."
Elder Lan's words proved that the old lady in front of them was Ma Jiugu, but looking at the way she spoke, she was full of worry and disgust. She didn't look like the beautiful and dignified woman from before. Thinking that most of the elders in Fuxian Island were over two hundred years old, a woman over two hundred years old acting like a spoiled little girl, it made people shudder. He quickly stepped forward and saluted: "Yue Qianchou greets Elder Jiugu."
"Yue Qianchou?" Ma Jiugu seemed to have heard of his name and was stunned: "You're the individual cultivator Yue Qianchou who joined Fuxian Island with the Immortal Supporting Token?"
"Yes, I am."
"Didn't I hear that Guan Weiwu accepted you as his disciple? Why did Ferdinand send you here? Are you Qi Refining Level 10? Strange, I can't see through your cultivation. "
Elder Lan said angrily: "It must be because of the Immortal Supporting Token. The dignified elder in charge of Wanfen Garden is actually so narrow-minded. How could she do such a thing? Elder Jiugu, you don't even care. "
Hearing this, Yue Qianchou's eyes lit up. Perhaps there was hope of returning to the Alchemy Pavilion. Damn! If he knew this would happen, he wouldn't have made things so awkward with Yan Shu. Impulsiveness was the devil!
"Is that so?" Ma Jiugu expressed doubt and laughed: "Ferdinand is your man. If you want to care, you do it. I won't care." Then, he changed the topic and said cautiously, "However, he is the elder in charge of the Ten Thousand Fragrance Garden now. Regardless of the seniority of anyone in the Ten Thousand Fragrance Garden, Ferdinand's words are the law. I have to obey this rule. Lan lass, do as Ferdinand says and take him away. "
Hearing this, Yue Qianchou's little thoughts that just jumped out sank again.
"Yes." Elder Lan felt very wronged. Behind her, there was another person who felt even more wronged than her. Of course, it was Yue Qianchou. When he walked out of the courtyard, he vaguely heard Yan Zixia's voice. She seemed to be calling someone "great grandmother". Was it Ma Jiugu?
In the blink of an eye, Elder Lan turned back into that beautiful and dignified woman. She went outside and threw Yue Qianchou to a female disciple named Furong. After giving a few instructions, she left.
Yue Qianchou was depressed! This was the first time in his previous life and this life that he had been sold out so many times in one day.
Although he was depressed, this Big Sister Furong was really unbearable. She looked so thin that she couldn't even withstand a gust of wind. Half of her face was covered by a scar. If one looked at the other half of her face and looked at her figure from the back, she would feel like Zhao Feiyan who fought against Yang Guifei. She was thin and fat! She was a thin beauty, but one couldn't look at her from the front. Otherwise, it would scare people.
The clothes she was wearing were a lot older than the clothes of the other Fuxian Island disciples. There were even patches on her shoulders and a small cloth bag was hanging diagonally on her body.
Heh, strange! When Furong saw his gaze, she was actually a little evasive. She seemed a little timid. After joining the cultivation world for so long, this was the first time he saw someone afraid of him.
He immediately came to his senses. This girl with half a face either had low self-esteem or was a vicious person pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger.
Yue Qianchou bowed and said, "I am Yue Qianchou, Qi Refinement level ten. Greetings, big sister."
"Ah!" Half a face Furong was a little flustered. She hurriedly bowed and said, "Fu … Furong, Foundation Establishment late stage. Greetings, Mr Yue."
Foundation Establishment late stage and you still call me mister? Yue Qianchou was stunned. He bowed and said, "I don't dare, I don't dare. So it's martial uncle."
Furong was a little uneasy from being called that. She said timidly, "Elder Lan told me to hand over the matter of raising spirit herbs in the mulberry grass garden to you. Come with me!" After saying that, she turned around and left in a hurry.
"This back view … It's a pity that face!" Yue Qianchou shook his head regretfully.
Outside a small room filled with junk, there were two buckets, a shoulder pole, and a long ladle.
These were the three things that Furong gave him.
Yue Qianchou looked at Furong, who was standing at the side as if she had done something wrong. He then looked at the three things suspiciously. These three things were very familiar. It was a very familiar combination. However, he couldn't remember where he had seen them before.
"Martial Uncle Furong, are these for me? What are they for? "Yue Qianchou frowned and asked.
"Spirit Raising Grass …" Furong's voice was almost inaudible.
"Oh!" Yue Qianchou smiled embarrassedly and said, "Hehe! Martial Uncle, I just entered the sect not long ago. This … hehe! I really don't know what this Spirit Raising Grass is for. Please enlighten me, Martial Uncle. "
"Then … Then come with me!" Furong said in a low voice. She reached out her hand to take the three Spirit Raising Grass. Yue Qianchou hurriedly stopped her and said, "Let me do it, let me do it. No need to trouble Martial Uncle."
He could now see that this disfigured young martial uncle was really timid and shy. However, it didn't mean that he didn't know how to read the situation! The three items were snatched by him. He carried two buckets on his shoulder with a pole, and a long ladle was placed horizontally on the pole. He smiled and said, "Martial Uncle, please!"
Furong shyly nodded her head. Her two small hands held onto the corner of her clothes, turning it over and over without letting go. She led Yue Qianchou to the outside of the courtyard and walked along the tall wall for a full ten minutes before stopping.
There was a small ditch under the wall that was connected to a small pool in front of them. The yellowish-brown liquid in the pool gave off an unpleasant smell. The thing floating on it was basically something that everyone was familiar with — feces!
To put it bluntly, the pool in front of them was a cesspool filled with feces and urine.
Yue Qianchou looked at the cesspool in front of him as if he was struck by lightning. His eyes widened. There was no need to explain. There was no need to explain anything. He understood everything. He was born in the countryside in his previous life. How could he not understand? The scene of farmers working hard and fertilizing crops in his previous life appeared in his mind.
Spirit Raising Grass? Fertilizing Spirit Raising Grass with human feces and urine? Spirit Raising Grass with Human Feces and Urine? Spirit Raising Grass with Human Feces and Urine?
How could Spirit Raising Grass absorb this? Yue Qianchou's face first turned pale, then red, then green, then black. He was already showing signs of going berserk. No wonder these three things looked familiar at first. They were used for this.
Furong, who was at the side, was so scared that she took a few steps back.
Yue Qianchou could be heard shouting with a choked throat, "F * ck! Raising bullsh * t spirit raising grass. Ferdinand, you have guts. You want me to carry feces?! "The things on his shoulder were thrown to the ground.
Looking at Yue Qianchou, whose eyes were red and who was panting, Furong's hands clenched the corner of her clothes tightly. Her delicate knuckles were white, and there were tears at the corner of her eyes. She said with a slightly choked voice, "Mr. Yue, you don't have to be angry. This is what I'm doing anyway. You don't have to do it. I won't tell Elder Lan. You … You can rest at the side!" She carefully moved over and slowly squatted down. Her pale little hands picked up the things on the ground and put them away.
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