Chapter 434

"Er..." Miao Yi is stunned. This old guy doesn't want me to help him sweep the floor, does he?

Without doubt, the old man pushed the broom in front of him.

"This..." Miao Yi hesitated: "old master, you don't want me to help you sweep the floor?"

"Don't pretend to be stupid!" The old man said calmly, "although I don't have to chew my tongue on the people in the West Star Palace, you outsiders just came here. If you make my old man unhappy, I don't mind talking to them."

Miao Yi was speechless and scolded in his stomach. It was obvious that he was taking advantage of the opportunity to threaten him. The old man's character is questionable. However, on the surface, he said with a dry smile: "senior, I don't mean that, but it's not appropriate for me to sweep the floor here as an outsider?"

"What's wrong? I can only sweep the floor in XISU Xinggong, but my broom is woven from the branches of" ten thousand year old ice chrysanthemum ", which is known to all people in XISU Star Palace. If you take this broom to sweep the floor, they will not say anything when they see it." The old man pushed the broom into his hand.

Hearing this, Miao Yi immediately takes the broom and finds that it's freezing cold. After pondering over it, he finds that only one broom is as hard as iron and weighs a thousand pounds. He can't scrape the floor with this broom, and the lawn has been swept away?

Looking back quickly, I found that there was no scratch on the dark green lawn where the old man had just swept. This heavy and heavy sweeping skill is really good. It's not bad that he specially sweeps the floor here.

"If you don't need to sweep other places, just sweep the dark green lawn. Remember that you can't sweep it in any other way. You can only use the broom of "ten thousand years of ice chrysanthemum". You should go over the place that has not been swept. "

Hearing something strange, Miao Yi asked, "why do you have to use this broom? Is there any explanation?"

"Why do you care so much? If you want to sweep, you can sweep. I tell you, don't be opportunistic. If you don't use this broom to sweep it, the grass will wither in the sun for two days. What's more, don't hurt the grass, it will wither if it gets hurt. I warn you, I'll break the lawn. Don't blame me for telling you and the pretty girl what you said

The old man dropped a word and turned his back.

Miao Yi can't help crying or laughing. What's this called? He came to sweep the floor of the West Star Palace. He was held short by someone. It's not good if he doesn't sweep it. Looking at the broom in his hand, he remembered one thing and immediately called out, "senior, after sweeping the floor, where can I return your precious broom?"

The old man didn't answer back: "just throw it away. As long as you foreigners don't steal, no one dares to steal Things. "

Miao Yi said no words to send him off. Looking back at a large area of grassland in the forest, it was not too big. So he swept it. He finished early and finished the work early, but he didn't take it seriously. So he controlled a heavy broom and tried to sweep it.

"Even Mufan Jun will not let go Turn the sky to the sky I will make you my woman on that day... " The old man who walked far away with his hands muttered to himself and said with a smile: "young people are a little interesting."

However, Miao Yi, who is sweeping the floor, gradually finds that it is not so easy to sweep the ground. He can easily wave the heavy things, but he has to use the heavy broom to sweep the grass carefully. It is almost like embroidery. What is the concept of embroidery with a heavy object?

After struggling for a long time, Miao Yi finds that he can't eat any more, which is far less relaxed than that old man.

"Brother, I look for you everywhere when something happened to you. Why are you sweeping the floor here?"

When Miao Yi hears the sound, he turns back and sees Yan Beihong walking quickly.

Yan Beihong looks surprised. He and Miao Yi live in a courtyard. They find that Miao Yi has not been home for the whole night. They are afraid that something will happen. So they come out to look for it. Unexpectedly, they find Miao Yi sweeping the floor. It's really strange.

"How can I sweat when I sweep the floor?" Yan Beihong saw his sweat and asked, "are you ok?"

"You'll see if there's anything wrong with it. I'm just about to go back and ask you for help." Miao Yi hands him the broom.

As soon as he received the broom, Yan Beihong's arm sank. He almost didn't catch it by accident. Unexpectedly, a broom was so heavy that he quickly cast the magic weapon to stabilize it. His face was startled and said, "what kind of broom is this?"

"Don't mention it. It's my bad luck that I was wronged by an old man who swept the floor..." Miao Yi talked about the story of finding him early in the morning when he heard the conversation between the two of them. He omitted those angry words with the Red Fairy. If he really wanted someone else to be his own woman, he would not be laughed to death.

"Do you know Yan Beihong was startled and immediately apologized: "it's all my fault. If it wasn't for me, she wouldn't hear it."

"I can't blame you. When the second and the third find you, my mood may be out of control. She should have noticed something. She must have been staring at me." Miao Yi sighed.

Yan Beihong nodded slightly and looked at the broom in his hand. "What's wrong with you sweeping the floor here?"

"I've learned a lot and learned a lot. I have to be careful about what important things to say in the future. I said those words to the fairies here, but I was heard by the old man sweeping the floor again..." Miao Yi couldn't laugh or cry. He told the story of being forced to sweep the floor.Yan Beihong couldn't help laughing and said, "I think it's a big deal. It's a wonderful thing to talk about it later. How many monks in the world can sweep the floor in the West Star Palace? I'm afraid it's too late for others to envy me!"

"It's not sweeping the floor in the West Star Palace, it's sweeping outside the West Star Palace. If you admire it, you'll sweep it..." Miao Yi again explained the sweeping rules that the old man told him.

Seeing that he can make fun of him, Yan Beihong's heart is wide. He wants to have his mind adjusted.

"The grass looks dark green. Is there something wrong with it?" Yan Beihong gave a deep thought and then said with a smile, "what's the difficulty? Blow away the fallen leaves by casting a spell, and then use this broom to pass it again."

Miao Yi immediately stood on the side. Looking at the excitement, he reached out and said, "it's easy for you. You can try it!"

Seeing his move, Yan Beihong was stunned. Looking around the grassland, he didn't see anything strange. Then he cast his magic, rolled his sleeves and set off a wind blowing towards the grass.

But seeing the grass hunting like waves, but the leaves that fell on the grass were stuck on the grass and could not be blown away.

"What's going on?" he said

"You'll see." With a wave of his hand, Miao Yi picked a leaf from a tree and sucked it into his hand. Then he threw it on the grass in front of Yan Beihong. He immediately plucked it with his foot, and saw that the leaf was immediately glued to the grass.

"Why With the broom on his shoulder, Yan Beihong squatted and pulled the leaves on the grass. The leaves were torn, but the part sticking to the grass couldn't come down. "There must be something wrong with the grass!"

Yan Beihong wants to pull the grass. Miao Yiji says, "don't pull the grass!"

However, it is already late, Yan Beihong has already pulled a piece of grass leaf in his hand.

At this moment, Yan Beihong's hands, together with the injured grass, were emitting curling black smoke and withered at a visible speed.

Yan Beihong immediately gaped, "what's going on?"

"I don't know what's going on. In a word, the leaves falling on the grass can only be swept away with this broom, but I can't hurt the grass with great force, which makes me tired. It's just that you're here. I'll take a break, and you'll sweep it for me Miao Yi waves his hand, turns around and sits down in the shade of a tree.

Yan Beihong did not speak. He immediately tried with a broom and found that it was true. The broom in his hand brushed the grass lightly, and the strange grass easily let go of the leaves stuck on it. He was surprised and tried frequently.

His accomplishments are much higher than Miao Yi's, and it's much easier to sweep the ground than Miao Yi. But after about an hour of sweeping, he can't bear it.

It's not that he can't move the heavy broom. Even if he takes such heavy things to fight with others for a day, the key is to hold such heavy things as embroidery needles, and the strength should be just right. The grass on the ground can't be hurt. Once the grass is injured, it will wither immediately.

Besides, you have to cast a spell to control its own weight. This is not walking on the grass empty handed, but holding a heavy weight of a thousand jin. If you step on it with one foot, it will be a footprint. It's strange that the grass will not get hurt and wither if you step on it so vigorously.

In this way, the whole person has to be careful. It's not like riding on a pony with the strength of the pony's feet. It's like playing on the grass with a thousand catties of weight, and embroidering carefully with a thousand kilograms of weight. The consumption of magic power flies like water. It's strange that it can be tolerated after a long time. Officials of Yan dare not say that it's easy to sweep the land.

"It's really not a place that ordinary people can come to. It's impossible for ordinary monks to sweep the floor. It's not like sweeping the floor. It's clearly suffering!" Yan Beihong finally yelled out, sweating profusely.

As soon as he yelled, Miao Yi knew that he couldn't bear it, so he went to replace him.

The two men took turns to sweep the small place until it was dusk. They immediately threw down the broom and ran away. They did not dare to get close to the ghost place again. If they were caught sweeping again, they would have to cry

Xingxiu sea, kongyan mountain, a huge red bird with two long tail feathers quickly swept into the sky, with more than a dozen people standing on its back.

His eyes are red, and his eyes are red, and his eyes are red, and his eyes are red, and his eyes are red.

Beside him, there was a woman in colorful clothes. Her body was graceful and enchanting, her skin was white, and her chest was full of half exposed white meat, which could shake the eyes of Huaren. Her face was extremely charming, but her temperament showed rare nobility.

That magnificent man is no one else. He is one of the nine demon kings under Fu Qing of the west star sea. He is the master of kongyan mountain. The demon king and the ring are also. The most enchanting and charming woman on the edge is his wife, Princess Hu.

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