The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

"Hey, hey, have you heard? Elder Yuheng violated the precepts, and he will be fined to kneel in the Hall of Yama for three days."

In the morning class the next day, all the disciples gathered at the Platform of Good and Evil to practice meditation.After all, they are all young people in their teens and 20s, and they can't be as calm as water. If the master is not paying attention, they will start whispering and whispering.

The fact that Chu Wanning was punished quickly spread.

The disciples who witnessed the cane punishment yesterday shared gossip with others without hesitation.

"Wow, how did you guys find out so late? Oh...it turns out that Elder Lu Cun took you up to the mountain to pick night dew flowers yesterday? Well—then you really missed too much! Last evening, in the Qingtian Temple, flesh and blood It was too horrible to see, Elder Yuheng was beaten more than 200 sticks! More than 200 sticks! The stick hit the vital point! No mercy!"

Every time the disciple said a paragraph, he put on a particularly exaggerated expression.Accompanied by the exclamation of the surrounding juniors and juniors, let alone how proud they are.

"Do you have an account for more than 200 sticks? Bulky men can be beaten to death, let alone Elder Yuheng. At that time, he couldn't bear it and passed out. This drove our young master crazy, rushed up Just fought with the elder of the precepts, and said nothing to let anyone touch a finger of the elder Yuheng, oh, that scene—”

His facial features were wrinkled into bun folds, he winked for a while, and finally stretched out a finger, shaking it from side to side, and summed up three words:

"Tsk tsk tsk."

Immediately, the little junior sister Huarong turned pale: "What! Elder Yuheng passed out?"

"The young master and the precept elders are fighting?"

"No wonder I didn't see Elder Yuheng in class this morning... so pitiful... What kind of precept did he break?"

"I heard that the client was beaten in a fit of anger."

"..."

Such gossip floated into Xue Meng's ears from time to time, the temper of the young master at the peak of death and life completely inherited his master, and he was very irritable.It's a pity that there was more than one person discussing this matter, and there were groups of three or four on the Good and Evil Platform, all muttering "Elder Yuheng is punished", which made him feel very noisy, but there was nothing he could do.

Here Xue Meng's forehead is bruised, and Mo Ran has not slept all night, yawning again and again.

Xue Meng didn't get angry elsewhere, so he snarled at Mo Ran: "The plan for a day is in the morning, you dog, what are you doing lazy in the morning! How did the master teach you on weekdays?"

"Ah?" The ink burned sleepily, and another big yawn, "Xue Meng, you are full and support me, and the teacher respects me, and who are you, I am your cousin, talk to your cousin Be disciplined, don't be too big or small."

Xue Meng said viciously: "My cousin is a dog, if you want to be it, just be it!"

The ink burned and said with a smile: "You are so bad, you don't look at your brother, how disappointed the master knows."

"You still have the face to mention Master! Let me ask you, why didn't you stop him when he was going to the Discipline Court yesterday?"

"Mengmeng, he is a master, Wanye Yuheng, Beidou Xianzun, can you stop one for me to see?"

Xue Meng was furious, drew his sword, and raised his eyebrows angrily: "What the hell are you calling me?!"

Mo Ran held his chin and smiled: "Meng Meng, sit down."

Xue Meng was furious: "Mo Weiyu, I will kill you!!"

Shi Mei was sandwiched between the two, listening to their daily noise, couldn't help but sighed, silently held his forehead, and tried to concentrate on reading his book: "When the sun and the moon are poured into the pot, when the spirit nucleus is first formed The way of heaven cannot be seen through, and life and death are involved in business..."

Three days passed in a blink of an eye, and Chu Wanning's thoughts were over.

According to the rules, he will face a three-month ban next.During this period of time, he could not leave the Peak of Death and Life, and had to go to Meng Po Hall to do odd jobs, clean the pillars of the Naihe Bridge, clean the steps in front of the mountain gate, and so on.

The elder commandment was worried: "Elder Yuheng, to be honest, I don't think you should do these things. You are a great master after all. It is really aggrieved to do this kind of thing like washing dishes and mopping the floor." Without saying a word——

The main reason is that the old man doubts whether you can sweep the floor, cook and wash clothes!

Chu Wanning didn't doubt himself at all, and went to report to Meng Potang in a regular manner.

Meng Potang went up to the manager and down to the servants. When they were shocked to hear that Chu Wanning was coming to punish him as a coolie, they all turned pale with fright, as if they were facing an enemy.

Chu Wanning, dressed in white, came floating in the air.

A handsome face is cold and calm, without any expression. If you add a piece of auspicious clouds under his feet and a dust whisk between his arms, he will probably be no different from a fairy.

Director Meng Potang felt ashamed and disturbed that he wanted to make such a handsome man wash vegetables and cook.

Chu Wanning didn't have the consciousness of being a beautiful man. He stepped into the kitchen and glanced at the crowd coldly. They couldn't help but took a step back.

"..." Chu Wanning cut straight to the point, "What should I do?"

The manager pinched the hem of his clothes shyly and thought for a while, then said cautiously: "The elder thinks, how about washing vegetables?"

Chu WanNing said: "Okay."

The manager was greatly relieved. He originally thought that Chu Wanning's ten fingers would not touch Yang Chunshui. He might not be willing to do this kind of brushing and washing, but other jobs are either dirty or need some skills. He is worried about Chu Wanning Can't do it well.Since Chu Wanning simply agreed to wash the vegetables, then he doesn't have to worry.

Facts have proved that the steward is really naive.

There is a clear stream in front of Meng Potang. Chu Wanning came to the stream with a basket of green vegetables in his arms, rolled up his sleeves and started washing the vegetables.

This area is under the jurisdiction of Elder Xuanji. Occasionally, a disciple of Xuanji Sect passing by, seeing Chu Wanning washing vegetables, was so frightened that he stuttered and couldn't speak a complete sentence. He rubbed his eyes three or four times to make sure he didn't look at it. Wrong, he said in astonishment: "Elder Yu, Yuheng—early, early."

Chu Wanning raised his eyes: "Morning."

Elder Xuanji's disciple trembled and fled.

"..."

Chu Wanning didn't bother to talk to them, and continued to take care of breaking the leaves, washing them, and throwing them back into the basket.

He washed it very carefully, breaking off every vegetable leaf and brushing it back and forth over and over again.The consequence of doing this is - seeing that it is noon, and the basket of vegetables has not been washed yet.

The waiter was waiting in the kitchen, circling back and forth: "What should I do? Why hasn't the elder come back? He won't come back until he comes back with green vegetables, so how should we cook the fried beef with green vegetables?"

The steward looked at the sun and said, "Forget it, don't wait, let's switch to braised beef."

So when Chu Wanning returned, Meng Potang's beef was already out of the pot, and the stew was crispy and delicious, and there was no need for vegetables at all.Chu Wanning frowned, he was holding his dish, quite unhappy, and said coldly: "Why don't you want vegetables, let me wash them?"

The manager's hair stood on end, he wiped the cold sweat off his forehead with a handkerchief, and said something that he regretted: "Isn't this, I hope the elder will make a pot of stewed tofu with vegetables himself?"

Chu Wanning has no expression, still holding his food, tilting his head and thinking silently: "..."

The manager hurriedly said: "If the elder doesn't want to, that's fine—"

Before he could say anything, Chu Wanning asked, "Where is the tofu?"

Manager: "..."

"Elder Yuheng, do you... know how to cook?"

Chu Wanning said: "I don't know everything. You can try it."

At noon that day, all the disciples entered the Mengpo hall happily as usual, found a place in groups, and then went to the counter to get vegetables for dinner.

There is no bigu at the peak of death and life, and the food has always been plentiful, and today is no exception.

The braised beef is fat and thin, the fish-flavored shredded pork is bright and rich, the farmhouse crispy meat is golden and crispy, and the fish meat with chopped pepper is red and attractive.The disciples rushed to grab their favorite food and lined up all the way to ask the chef to add a spoonful of sweet and sour pork ribs for themselves, pour some marinade on the rice, or add some oil and spicy peppers.

The fastest runners are always the disciples of Elder Lu Cun. The little guy at the head of the line has a big pimple on his nose, but he is still thinking about mapo tofu.He skillfully carried the wooden tray to the last cabinet without raising his eyes, and said, "Master, I want a bowl of tofu."

The master's ten fingers were slender and fair, and he handed him a plate full of tofu.

However, it was not the mapo tofu he was familiar with.It was a plate of weird food with scorched black color and indistinguishable ingredients.

The disciple was surprised: "What is this?"

"Boiled tofu with green vegetables."

There was a lot of voices in Meng Potang, and this disciple didn't pay attention to the voice of the person who answered, but said angrily: "Are you making alchemy? Can this be called green vegetables and tofu? I don't want it, you take it back!"

While cursing, he went to stare at the kitchen master, but as soon as he saw the person standing behind the cupboard, the disciple screamed in fright and almost knocked over the tray.

"Elder Yu, Yuheng!"

"Ah."

The disciple was about to cry: "No, what about me, I didn't mean that just now. I..."

"Since you don't eat it, take it back." Chu Wanning said blankly, "Don't waste it."

The disciple picked up the plate stiffly, handed it to Chu Wanning stiffly, and then left with the same hands and feet.

After a while, everyone knew that Elder Yuheng was standing in front of the last cupboard, so the Meng Po Hall, which was still bustling, fell silent for a moment.

The disciples lined up obediently like furry puppies, served dishes in a panic, came to the last cupboard respectfully, greeted the elder with stuttering words, and then stumbled away.

"Hello Elder Yuheng."

"Ah."

"Good day, Elder Yuheng."

"Good day."

"Elder Yuheng has worked hard."

"..."

The disciples were very disciplined and cautious, so Chu Wanning accepted the nervous greetings of every disciple, but no one dared to try the vegetables in his pot to cook tofu easily.

Slowly, the team got shorter and shorter, and the food in front of the other masters was almost finished. Only Chu Wanning was still full, and the pot of dishes was completely cold, and no one cared about it.

Chu Wanning has no waves on his face, but his heart is a little complicated.After all, he washed all morning...

At this time, his three personal disciples came.Xue Meng is still silver-blue light armor, which is very refreshing.He leaned over excitedly: "Master! How are you? Does the wound still hurt?"

Chu Wanning was very calm: "It doesn't hurt."

Xue Meng: "That, that's good."

Chu WanNing glanced at him, and suddenly asked: "Do you eat tofu?"

Xue Meng: "..."

The author has something to say: Chu Wanning: Do you eat tofu?

Disciple A: No, I won’t eat it.

Chu Wanning: Do you eat tofu?

Disciple B: Wowowo is allergic to tofu!

Chu Wanning: Do you eat tofu?

Xue Meng: What!... (Suddenly blushing) I am a straight man! I, how can I eat tofu from Master!

Chu Wanning: ... What are you thinking, go to Qingtian Temple and think about it! Get out now!Don't mix with Mo Weiyu in the future! (Angrily flipping the table)