Come and clean me up!

Under the leadership of Qi Yisi, Yu Lingjing went to the Hall of Rites to make a report.

Brother Li Yi, who assigned the task, flipped through the bamboo slips and saw that there was still a shortage of manpower at the tea serving place, so he asked, "How is your temperament?"

Adhering to the principle of not understanding the question and answering it casually, Yu Lingjing said: "I'm quite gentle, I don't like to quarrel with others, and my temperament is soft and good. To tell you the truth, I was given the title 'Qingdan's No. [-] Good Temper'."

"Yes, then this is really suitable for you." Li Yi's eyes lit up, he nodded, and handed over a scroll: "Let Li San Li Si follow you, and you are in charge of serving tea in the Qiankun Palace. The seniors have personal preferences, so you prepare according to this."

Yu Lingjing took it and glanced at it roughly. There were more than a dozen people recorded on the scroll, and all kinds of preferences were clearly written. Just go to the waiter and get the corresponding ingredients. It's really not a difficult task.

After receiving the task, Yu Lingjing waved and walked towards the waiter with three salutes and four salutes.

Although Yu Lingjing had never been to the teahouse, she knew a little bit about it. The teahouse was located in the south of the sect, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and no noise was allowed.

Seeing that he was approaching the waiter, he stopped suddenly with three salutes and four salutes, and began to tighten his belt as if facing an enemy, rolled up his sleeves, and even tied up his hair with hairpins.

Yu Lingjing was surprised: "Is there any special ceremony for entering the tea room?"

Li San sighed: "You will find out later."

Curiosity was aroused in Yu Lingjing, and she quickened her pace enthusiastically. After leaving the bluestone path, she saw pavilions, terraces and lofts in the distance, standing upright in a patchwork order.

But at this time, what attracted his attention the most was not the waiter, but the huge square in front of the waiter.

It can be described as a sea of ​​people, noisy like a vegetable market.

"Newly arrived Longmo Qingcha [-]%."

"Thirty copies for Jincan Palace!", "Sixty copies for Changsheng Pavilion!", "Eighty copies for Yuanshao Pavilion!!"······

"The new Baihua Yuncha has thousands of servings."

"Baiyou Palace wants [-] copies!", "Xiangxilou wants [-] copies!", "Qianxueyuan wants [-] copies!!"······

A batch of tea leaves that just arrived immediately set off a fight.

"Give me, give me!"

"Dare, the tea is mine!"

"Bastard, if you dare to grab my tea, you will be killed!!"

Yu Lingjing was dumbfounded, and saw that the pick-up places for dragon tea, hundred tea, and fragrant tea were already crowded with people. What was even more frightening was that every time a batch of tea arrived, it would be an earth-shattering fierce battle. The crowd was so crowded that their noses and faces were bruised and their faces were swollen, but some people even used big moves to fight for it.

He barely digested the scene, when a loud shout came from the center of the square: "Beibing tea is ready, fifty servings are coming soon!"

Yu Lingjing's spirit was shaken, and she rushed quickly, but she was blocked by the crowd after a distance of tens of miles, let alone getting close to snatching it. Fortunately, the experienced Li San Li Si managed to squeeze ahead.

But before Yu Lingjing sent her hope, the moment Beibing Qingcha appeared, the scene erupted, and in less than a moment, people threw three and four rituals out of the sky.

Yu Lingjing watched from a distance: "..."

He looked down at the scroll, and wanted to get sixteen kinds of tea, each with a minimum budget of thirty copies.

Li Sanli Lisi came back limping, one pinching his arms and the other rubbing his knees, looking very embarrassed, but with a calm smile on his face, he comforted Yu Lingjing: "Don't Hurry up, let's wait for the next batch of tea."

Yu Lingjing: "..."

He took a breath, slowly rolled up his sleeves, and his momentum soared into the sky: "Wait, I will avenge you!"

After Yu Lingjing finished speaking, she jumped up, put her foot on the shoulder of the passerby in front of her, and rushed towards the Beibing tea that was in full swing.

"Hey?! Who stepped on me!"

"Hey, who kicked my head, shit, bastard, come back to me!"

"So brave, dare to step over my head! Look at me 100% hit the dart!"

Li Sanli looked at each other in all directions, if he angered everyone like this, he would be besieged.

Yu Lingjing dodged the menacing darts behind her, supported her with her palm, borrowed someone's head, flipped in the air, and successfully reached the Beibing tea snatching area.

At this time, dozens of tea leaves were flying in the air, ups and downs amidst the competition among the crowd.

Relying on her powerful spiritual power, Yu Lingjing pushed several people away and got a share in her hand.

However, at this moment, people around rushed up. In the chaos, it was unknown whose elbow bumped into his face, and whose palm slammed down the tea in his hand Bag.

Li San Li Si looked at Yu Lingjing who was being pushed out from a distance, and nodded with empathy: "We are with you."

Yu Lingjing covered her right face, a storm was brewing in her eyes, Li San Li Si said with relief, "It's okay, we'll wait for the next batch, there will always be a time when they will be exhausted."

Yu Lingjing twisted her neck, raised her head, and showed a ferocious smile.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he turned his fist into a palm, and the spiritual power of Jindan's late stage burst out instantly: "Yu, Lei, Jue!"

In the clear sky, suddenly there was a thunderclap, and starting from Yu Lingjing, a huge cyan lightning bolt rushed straight to Beibing Qingcha.

Zika!

The noisy square fell silent in an instant, and everyone with explosive curly hair and black smoke coming out of their mouths and noses turned around slowly, looking at Yu Lingjing with red eyes.

Yu Lingjing hugged a bunch of tea bags, grinned, "Hey."

"Kill him!!"

In front of the familiar ancestral monument, Yu Lingjing stretched out her palm, and was beaten by Bai Jue's bamboo whip until she screamed again and again.

Bai Jue circled around him, and knocked again in puzzlement: "Okay, use high-level magic to deal with fellow disciples, just to grab a cup of tea, you are really capable!!"

Yu Lingjing stiffened her neck: "They were the ones who made the first move. I can't let others slaughter me."

Bai Jue laughed back angrily: "Yo Yo, you're going to fight me again. There are still a group of people in the elixir hall. The meeting is coming soon, and there is a shortage of manpower. If you disturb it like this, the elders of the ceremony hall will be angry. died!"

Yu Lingjing felt that she was wronged, and smiled bitterly: "I didn't suppress my anger for a while, senior brother calmed down, I was careful when I shot, they can just sleep, and wake up a good man again!"

Bai Jue snorted: "I'll reflect on this for three days, and I'm not allowed to go to the Hall of Ceremonies to help again!"

Yu Lingjing sighed: "It's a pity that my heart is in vain."

Bai Jue: "...Get lost."

After Bai Jue left, Yu Lingjing sat in front of the monument, biting a piece of foxtail in the corner of her mouth, humming cheerfully.

When Lu Yuanxiu came out of the practice room, it was already late at night, and after hearing about Yu Lingjing's feat, he rushed there unhurriedly.

When he arrived at the ancestral monument, Yu Lingjing was sitting cross-legged on the ground, resting her chin in one hand and holding a foxtail in the other, teasing the crickets under the moonlight.

Sensing his arrival, Yu Lingjing raised her face, and Lu Yuanxiu frowned suddenly.

Yu Lingjing tossed the foxtail and complained, "I'm so wronged, I have to face the tablet and think about it for three days."

Lu Yuanxiu didn't speak, and under Yu Lingjing's pitiful eyes, he quickly walked over, squatted down, and stretched his fingers towards his face.

Yu Lingjing took a breath, blinked nervously, and looked forward to it.

what······

Lu Yuanxiu was definitely distressed, his handsome face was bruised and purple from the beating!

Under Yu Lingjing's shining eyes, Lu Yuanxiu poked his right cheek with his index finger: "I've never seen you like this...it's kind of funny."

Slippery and funny? !

Yu Lingjing's eyes widened in disbelief, and her heart swallowed a mouthful of old blood.

He was wrong!

Big mistake!

He actually counted on Lu Yuanxiu to do this!

Realizing that Yu Lingjing was leaning back, Lu Yuanxiu pinched his chin: "Don't move, let me take another look, it's a rare opportunity."

Yu Lingjing: "Look at you...well,"

Lu Yuanxiu kissed her quickly, blocking Yu Lingjing's remaining words.

Taking advantage of Yu Lingjing's momentary loss of focus, he pressed Yu Lingjing's shoulder with one hand, pushed him down on the grass, and deepened his demands.

Yu Lingjing was caught off guard by this unexpected movement, her heart beat wildly, and after recovering, she looked at Lu Yuanxiu with teasing eyes, and suddenly realized.

What, got tricked! !

He grabbed Lu Yuanxiu's wrist with one hand, pressed his chest with the other, turned over abruptly, and pushed him down.

"Lu Yuanxiu!"

Yu Lingjing roared angrily, and at this moment, two louder voices sounded behind him.

Qi Yisi: "Lingjing, stop! You have something to say!"

Bai Jue: "Reverse! Private fighting is prohibited within the sect!!"

Yu Lingjing turned her head: "..."

Injustice, really injustice.

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Thanks to "Chengcheng Juice" for the mine roar~

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