Elder Yuheng broke the rules and will be punished to kneel in the Yama Hall for the next three days. "
The next morning, all the disciples gathered at the Good and Evil Platform to cultivate and meditate.
After all, they were all young people in their teens and twenties. They couldn't be as calm as still water. When their master wasn't paying attention, they would start whispering to each other.
The news of Chu Wanning being punished quickly spread.
The disciples who witnessed the punishment yesterday were not stingy with sharing the gossip with others.
"Wow, why did you guys only find out so late?
Oh … So Elder Lucun brought you guys to the mountain to pick night dew flowers yesterday?
Alright, then you guys missed out on too much!
Yesterday evening, in the Green Heaven Hall, blood and flesh flew everywhere. It was too horrible to look at. Elder Yuheng was beaten more than 200 times!
More than 200 times!
The rod hit his vitals!
Merciless! "
Every time that disciple said a sentence, he would put on a particularly exaggerated expression.
Accompanied by the exclamations of the surrounding Junior Brothers and Sisters, he was extremely proud.
"Do you guys know what happened to more than 200 times?
Even a burly man was beaten to death, not to mention Elder Yuheng. At that time, he couldn't take it and fainted.
This made our Young Master so anxious that he rushed up and fought with the Disciplinary Elder. No matter what, he wouldn't let anyone touch Elder Yuheng at all. Aiyo, that scene — "
His face wrinkled like a bun and winked for a while. In the end, he stretched out a finger and shook it left and right, concluding with three words.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk."
Immediately, a Junior Sister's face turned pale. "What!
Elder Yuheng fainted? "
"Young Master and the Disciplinary Elder fought?"
"No wonder I didn't see Elder Yuheng in the morning class today … So pitiful … What did he break?"
"I heard that he beat the client in a fit of anger."
"…"
Such gossip floated into Xue Meng's ears from time to time. The Young Master's temper at the Peak of Life and Death had completely inherited his master's. He was extremely irritable.
Unfortunately, there was more than one person discussing this matter. The Good and Evil Platforms were in groups of three to five, and they were all muttering "Elder Yu Heng is being punished" and so on. It made him feel very noisy, but there was nothing he could do.
While the veins on Xue Meng's forehead were bulging, Mo Ran had not slept the entire night and kept yawning.
Xue Meng had no one else to vent his anger on, so he turned to Mo Ran and scolded, "A day's work depends on the morning. You dog, why are you being lazy so early in the morning?
What did Shizun teach you? "
"Ah?"
Mo Ran's eyes were still drowsy as he yawned again. "Xue Meng, you're too free, aren't you? It's fine if Shizun scolds me, but who are you? I'm your cousin, so you better behave yourself when talking to your cousin. Don't be impolite."
Xue Meng said fiercely, "My cousin is a dog. You can be his dog if you want!"
Mo Ran laughed. "You're so disobedient and don't respect your elder brother. Shizun will be very disappointed if he finds out."
"You still have the face to mention Shizun!
Let me ask you, why didn't you stop him when he wanted to go to the Discipline Court yesterday? "
"Meng Meng, he's Shizun. Wanye Yuheng, Bei Dou Xian Zun, why don't you stop him for me to see?"
Xue Meng flew into a rage. He pulled out his sword and furrowed his brows. "What the f * ck did you just call me?!!"
Mo Ran rested his chin on his hand and laughed. "Be good, Meng Meng. Sit down."
Xue Meng flew into a rage. "Mo Weiyu, I'll kill you!!"
Shi Mei was sandwiched between the two, listening to their daily bickering. He couldn't help but sigh. He silently held his forehead and tried to concentrate on reading his book. "When the Sun and Moon Pot is filled, when the spiritual core is first formed.
The Dao of Heaven cannot see through it, and life and death participate in the business … "
Three days passed in the blink of an eye. Chu Wanning finished his reflection.
According to the rules, he would be grounded for three months.
During this time, he couldn't leave the Peak of Life and Death. He also had to go to the Meng Po Lobby to do odd jobs, clean the pillars of the Bridge of Helplessness, clean the steps in front of the mountain gate, and so on.
The Discipline Elder was deeply worried. "Elder Yu Heng, to be honest, I feel that you shouldn't do these things.
You're a Grandmaster. Doing things like washing dishes and wiping floors … is really unfair. "There was still half a sentence he didn't say —
The main thing is that I really doubt whether you know how to sweep floors, cook, and wash clothes!
Chu Wanning didn't doubt himself at all. He obediently reported to the Meng Po Lobby.
The Meng Po Lobby, from the manager to the servants, were shocked to hear that Chu Wanning was coming to do odd jobs. They all turned pale with fright, as if they were facing a great enemy.
Chu Wanning's white robes fluttered as he floated over.
His handsome face was cold and calm, without any expression. If a cloud was added to his feet and a horsetail whisk was added to his arm, he probably wouldn't be any different from an immortal.
The Meng Po Lobby manager felt very ashamed and uneasy. He actually had to order such a handsome man to wash vegetables and cook.
Chu Wanning didn't have the self-awareness of being a handsome man. He walked into the kitchen and coldly glanced at everyone. Everyone couldn't help but take a step back.
"…" Chu Wanning went straight to the point. "What should I do?"
The manager bashfully pinched his clothes and thought for a while. He carefully said, "Elder, what do you think about washing vegetables?"
Chu Wanning said, "Okay."
The manager let out a big sigh of relief. He originally thought that Chu Wanning's ten fingers didn't do any household chores and might not be willing to do such a simple thing. However, other chores were either dirty or required some skill. He was worried that Chu Wanning wouldn't be able to do it well.
Since Chu Wanning straightforwardly agreed to wash vegetables, he didn't need to worry anymore.
Reality proved that the manager was really too naive.
There was a clear stream in front of the Meng Po Lobby. Chu Wanning carried a basket of dark green vegetables and came to the stream. He rolled up his sleeves and began to wash the vegetables.
This area was under the jurisdiction of Elder Xuanji. Occasionally, there would be disciples of Xuanji who passed by. When they saw that Chu Wanning was actually washing vegetables, they were so scared that they couldn't speak a complete sentence. They rubbed their eyes three or four times to make sure that they didn't see wrongly. Only then did they say in shock, "Elder, Elder Xuanji — — morning, morning."
Chu Wanning looked up. "Morning."
Elder Xuanji's disciple trembled in fear as he fled.
"… …"
Chu Wanning was too lazy to be long-winded with them. He continued to peel the vegetables, wash them, and throw them back into the basket.
He washed them very seriously. He peeled every single vegetable leaf and brushed them back and forth repeatedly.
The result of this was that — — it was already noon, but he still hadn't finished washing the basket of vegetables.
The waiter in the kitchen was anxious from waiting. He kept walking back and forth in circles. "What should we do?
Why isn't the elder back yet?
If he doesn't come back, then the vegetables won't come back. How should we cook beef with vegetables? "
The head steward looked at the sun and said, "Forget it, let's not wait anymore. Let's change it to braised beef."
Thus, when Chu Wanning returned, the beef from the Meng Po Lobby was already out of the pot. It was stewed until it was tender and tender. There was no need for vegetables at all.
Chu Wanning frowned. He hugged his vegetables and was rather unhappy. He said coldly, "Why don't you want the vegetables and make me wash them?"
The head steward's hair stood on end. He wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief and said something that he regretted. "Isn't this because I hope that the elder will personally make a pot of stewed tofu with vegetables?"
Chu Wanning didn't have any expression. He still hugged his vegetables and tilted his head in thought. "… …"
The head steward hurriedly said, "If the elder is unwilling, then it's fine — —"
Before he could say anything, Chu Wanning asked, "Where's the tofu?"
The head steward was speechless.
"Elder Yu Heng, do you … know the way of the kitchen?"
Chu Wanning said, "It's not that I don't know anything.
I can give it a try. "
At noon that day, the disciples entered the Meng Po Lobby happily as usual. They found seats in groups of three to five and went to the counter to get food and rice.
The food at the Life and Death Summit was always sumptuous, and today was no exception.
The braised beef had the right amount of fat and lean, the shredded pork was fresh and rich, the farmhouse meat was golden and crispy, and the fish with chopped chili was red and attractive.
The disciples hurriedly fought for their favorite food, lining up all the way, asking the chef to add an extra spoonful of sweet and sour pork ribs, some gravy on the rice, or some oil and chili.
The fastest ones were always the disciples of Elder Lucun. The little guy at the front of the line had a big pimple on his nose, but he was still thinking about the Mapo tofu.
He skillfully carried the wooden tray to the last counter and said without looking up, "Master, I want a bowl of tofu."
The master's fingers were long and slender, and he handed him a plate full of tofu.
However, it wasn't the Mapo tofu he was familiar with.
Instead, it was a plate of strange food that was black in color and the ingredients were indistinguishable.
The disciple was shocked. "What is this?"
"Boiled tofu with vegetables."
The Meng Po Lobby was noisy, so the disciple didn't pay attention to the person who answered. Instead, he angrily said, "Do you refine pills?
How can this be boiled tofu with vegetables?
I don't want it, take it back! "
As he scolded, he glared at the chef. In the end, when he saw the person standing behind the counter, the disciple was so frightened that he screamed and almost knocked over the tray.
"Elder, Elder Yu Heng!"
"Yes."
The disciple was about to cry. "No, I … I didn't mean it like that.
I … "
"Since you don't want to eat it, take it back." Chu Wanning said expressionlessly, "Don't waste it."
The disciple stiffly picked up the plate and stiffly handed it to Chu Wanning. Then, he left with the same hand and foot.
After a while, everyone knew that the person standing in front of the last counter was Elder Yu Heng. Thus, the originally lively Meng Po Lobby was instantly silenced.
All the disciples were like puppies with fur. They obediently lined up, carried the dishes in a panic, and respectfully went to the last cupboard. They stuttered to greet the Elder, and then staggered away.
"Greetings, Elder Yu Heng."
"Yes."
"Greetings, Elder Yu Heng."
"Greetings."
"Thank you, Elder Yu Heng."
"… …"
The disciples were extremely well-behaved and extremely cautious. Thus, Chu Wanning accepted the nervous greetings of every disciple. However, no one dared to rashly try the boiled tofu with vegetables in his pot.
Slowly, the line became shorter. The food in front of the other chefs was almost finished. Only Chu Wanning's front was still full. The pot of food was cold, but no one was interested.
Chu Wanning's face was expressionless, but his heart was a bit complicated.
In any case, he had bathed all morning … …
At this time, his three personal disciples came.
Xue Meng was still wearing his silver-blue light armor. He cleaned himself up very refreshingly.
He excitedly moved over. "Shizun!
How are you?
Does your 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?"