Dumu didn't expect that Jifu would give three consecutive praises to such a dilapidated villa. He didn't know whether to be happy or ashamed, so he quickly walked a few steps ahead and first removed the slanting branches blocking the entrance to the main entrance.

Cut it off and "open" a way for people to walk.

Yao Qiao saw that he was struggling to chop alone, so she followed him and said:

"Senior brother, you haven't been a farmer for many days, are you unable to wield a hoe? Haha, let me help you!"

"So kind? Good, good! Thank you very much, Junior Sister Yaoqiao, come on, come on, please help me!"

Dumu is glad to have someone to help.

"Get out of the way!"

"What are you going to do?"

Du Mu was unprepared and was pulled away by Yao Qiao. She took out a Ruyi branch from her sleeve and muttered:

"The spirits of the Cuan clan appear!"

I saw that the wishful end of this ice crystal jade immediately burst into flames: and in the flames, a group of clumsy-looking Cuan clan spirits were twisting and posing, one by one.

Appeared.

"What is your duty today?"

Yao Qiao asked the group of Cuan spirits who were "dancing". She saw the three-legged spirit with short thick crotch, round upper abdomen and two empty ears, twisting and twisting, using an extremely enchanting expression.

He walked to the front and replied:

"I, Ke Ling."

"Okay, I will make an agreement with you to get rid of all the green leaves in this garden! If you succeed, you will be allowed to serve as the leader of the Cuan clan's spirits for three consecutive terms!"

Yao Qiao made the conditions, and the young lady Hui Ling immediately became energetic. She twisted out of her wishful thinking, landed on the ground and transformed into a large body, and replied happily in a charming girlish voice that was extremely inconsistent with her figure:

"Okay, the deal is done!"

After this promise was completed, the flame at the end of Yao Qiao Ruyi was caught by the spirit. She was seen with a head filled with raging fire, directed at the boundless green wall growing freely in the courtyard, like

Like splashing water, the flame seemed to have a directional nozzle, burning towards all the green plants and vines.

Not surprisingly, the winner of this battle must be the one with the fire attack.

Fei Ling.

Fe Ling is not fighting alone: ​​as the rotating spirit master of the Cuan clan spirits, she can call any member of the Cuan clan spirits unconditionally.

Therefore, after setting the fire, there is no shortage of manpower to clean up the mess.

It didn't take long for this "fire" style cleaning of the courtyard to be completed.

It was only then that the prototype of the villa was revealed.

It turns out that this villa is entirely made of stones. No wonder after a fire, only the green covering disappeared, and the original black stone walls appeared.

"Where did you find so many black stones? This villa, I think, looks the same no matter day or night!"

Mude admired such a pure "black" building and couldn't help but comment on it.

"This kind of black stone can be found everywhere when I'm picking up things. You'll know when I take you around later."

Dumu was used to it, so he answered Wuchu seriously without joking.

"Everywhere? Oh, it seems that the environment here is a bit..."

I can't say anything anymore.

"'Dirty', right? Lord of time, don't save face for me. It doesn't matter. I'm picking up things. It's a situation like this. You can imagine all kinds of dirt, all kinds of abandoned things, no matter they are things.

, or a person, or a relationship... In short, this place is a huge 'recycle bin', 'garbage dump', the entire planet, everywhere."

Dumu replied quietly, with an unimpressed expression on his face.

"Qi Bi, Master of Magic, please send us off and leave. We are all rushing back. We all have our own things to do! Thank you very much!"

After leading all the spirits of the Cuan tribe to work hard, the Ge spirit, who had finished cleaning the courtyard, came to Yao Qiao with the embers of fire all over her body and asked her to put out the fire.

"Okay, Ke Ling, thank you for your hard work! All the spirits of the Cuan clan are gone!"

As soon as Yao Qiao's word "mei" fell out, the images of all the Cuan clan spirits disappeared. And the white jade Ruyi in her hand also extinguished the fire, returned to Yuan, and was put into her sleeve again.

"Wow! Junior sister, what a skill! It's amazing! I admire you, brother, I admire you! It's simply a thunderous method!"

Dumu applauded Yaoqiao vigorously and sincerely admired her improvement in "magic".

"Yeah! You win my heart, my disciple is good, not bad!"

Jifu also voted in favor of Yao Qiao's "burning and killing" cleaning method.

In addition to being helpless and helplessly shaking their heads and sighing, the three evil sect members turned on the "self-pleasure" mode, complimented each other, talked, and formally walked into the room.

The single tree still led the way and opened the wooden door.

After entering, he kept fussing for a long time before he finally took out a half-dusted candle and lit it. The window was opened very high and the inside of the very narrow stone villa was finally illuminated.

Something has come up.

There is almost no "decoration" inside this villa.

There are all kinds of anti-Newtonian stacks that are all garbage. Whether they are stable or not depends entirely on luck; if they are unstable, it may take a breath of "fairy energy" from the user to hold them back and prevent them from falling.

"Senior brother? This - it's called a 'table', right? Why are its four legs the skeleton of a dead dog?"

Yao Qiao talked about what she saw, a "table" with a single "candle" on it.

The "tabletop" is a large tortoise carapace; and what supports the tortoise carapace below is the skeleton of an indeterminate dog that has been turned upside down and stiffened into dried meat. The leg, and another,

Not consistent with the other three.

"Oh! Junior sister is so discerning! Senior brother, I worked hard at the beach for three months to catch a piece of fine thousand-year-old sea turtle, and I made it from its upper armor!"

Dumu seemed to be full of "proud" of this weird table.

"Then, that means you killed a turtle that has lived for thousands of years just for this table?"

Wu Chu asked.

"Yes! Otherwise? It should have been tired of living for so long! I just did a good deed and helped him. I saved him and helped me. It's such a win-win good thing. Lord time, why?

Will you feel dissatisfied?

Oh! By the way, could it be that I broke your "thousand-year" turtle design? Ah! I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I really didn't expect this. I'm really sorry!

However, I really don’t understand, the world is so difficult, why do you give such a heavy punishment? A thousand years! How much pain you have to suffer! Alas, if you ask me, it’s better to be a table. At least, never again

tired!"

Dumu had a lot of explanations for his "righteous deed" and was not at all ashamed.

"Everyone has his own life, and so does the tortoise. You depriving him of his 'life' arbitrarily is something that cannot be forgiven. How can you say it so easily? You are killing, killing, do you know?!

"

Wu Chu was angry and scolded him sternly.


Chapter completed!