Chapter 1849: Aboriginal Girls
Chapter 1849
"Fellow Daoist Fukang, you are just overthinking it. I don't mean to look down on you."
Facing the depressed look on Elder Fukang's face, Elder Maple Leaf said with a smile.
"You obviously have it! Lord Saint, please make the decision for me!"
Elder Fukang looked at Chu Jing decisively.
Chu Jing was not very interested in the bickering between the two and said directly: "If there is nothing else, go back and rest for a while. I have a feeling that we will not be able to be as free as we are today for a long time in the future, so cherish every moment you have."
As soon as these words were spoken, Elder Jian Gu decisively turned around and left, finding a training room and going inside.
After Elder Hantian saluted Chu Jing, he left.
"Fellow Daoist Fukang, can I leave now?"
Elder Maple Leaf asked with a smile.
"Fellow Daoist Fengye, I hope you don't despise me in your heart, otherwise I will feel very uncomfortable."
Elder Fukang smiled bitterly.
"Fellow Daoist Fukang, you are too sensitive. I definitely didn't mean that."
Elder Fengye smiled, nodded to Chu Jing and left. Everyone else had left, so Elder Fukang didn't want to stay for long.
After everyone had left, Chu Jing did not choose a practice room. Anyway, this hall was quite spacious and there was fairy energy gathering inside, so it was a good place to practice.
Moreover, Chu Jing’s trip to Yitiantian was not for cultivation.
Its main purpose is to suppress Yixiantian's rebellion and fight against the people of Bibo Xianzong.
In this case, there is no need to worry too much about the practice environment.
Time flies, and it's night in a blink of an eye.
Chu Jing was meditating in the house when he suddenly sensed some people coming outside the mansion.
He opened his eyes and "looked" outside the mansion, only to find that the visitors were five blonde, blue-eyed, slim and extremely charming indigenous girls.
They looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, with skin as white as if soaked in milk. Just standing there, they were very adorable.
If it were any other man, he would be full of love for these indigenous girls, but Chu Jing frowned and asked, "What is your purpose of coming here?"
same moment.
Outside the mansion, the five blonde and blue-eyed native girls were originally very nervous, but when they suddenly heard Chu Jing's magnetic voice, their bodies tensed up.
"Sir! We are the maids sent by our master to serve you..."
Among the indigenous girls, one with freckles on her face and a upturned nose spoke with her red lips slightly opened.
"Serving our maid?"
Chu Jing frowned even deeper.
What is Greyhound doing?
He sent a group of women here under the pretext of seducing his own team?
But how could he see that anyone in his team was interested in this kind of indigenous girl?
"Sir Saint, why don't you let them in? If you chase them away, Greyhound might punish them based on his nature! These little girls are so pitiful..."
While Chu Jing was still thinking, Elder Fukang's voice suddenly came into the room.
Obviously, the noise outside the mansion had alarmed him.
Chu Jing shook his head, speechless: "Elder Fukang, I didn't expect you to like this?"
"Sir Saint, you have definitely misunderstood. I can swear by the laws of this world that I have absolutely no interest in these little girls... In fact, over the years, I have never looked for a Taoist partner, and I have no interest in this at all..."
Elder Fukang explained again and again. Chu Jing originally thought he was talking nonsense, but then he noticed that he even brought up the Heavenly Dao. If he just wanted to lie, there was no need to do so.
After thinking for a while, he said, "If that's the case, let them in."
"Okay, Master Saint, let me pick them up!"
After Elder Fukang's voice fell, the gate and restrictions of the mansion suddenly opened, and his somewhat fat body appeared in front of the five native girls.
"See my lord!"
When they saw Elder Fukang, the indigenous girls all knelt on their knees, very humble.
"Greyhound is right... Why do I have to train you like this..."
Elder Fukang shook his head. From his perspective, the girls' graceful bodies were perfectly displayed.
It can be seen that they also received special training for this kneeling ceremony.
Greyhound is just a monk. Instead of pursuing the path of cultivation, he studies this way of controlling people. Isn't this missing the point?
"Alright, everyone, get up. It doesn't matter if it's me or the other elders inside. We are not greyhounds. We don't have so many rules and regulations, and we don't like to bully weak women like you..."
Fu Kang waved his hand, summoned a gust of fairy wind to help the native girls up, and then turned and walked into the mansion: "Come with me."
The girls looked at each other, but finally followed quickly.
……
Not long after.
Inside the mansion.
Elder Fukang pointed to each room and introduced the names and personalities of the elders in each room to the indigenous girls: "The person in this room is called Maple Leaf. He says one thing but does another. Little girl, you look pretty and well-behaved. You should be his type. Go and serve him."
"The owner of this room is called Hantian. He is a powerful guy who is cold on the outside but warm on the inside. My little beauty, it's you..."
"In this room..."
Following Fu Kang's frank introduction, the native girls nodded repeatedly, realizing that the monks who could live here must be of the same level as their masters, and they suddenly felt nervous and uneasy.
"As for the person in this room, he is the Saint Son. He is the immediate superior of all of us, including your so-called master, who actually has to obey him!"
Fu Kang pointed to the room where Chu Jing was, and did not forget to flatter him.
The native girls' eyes widened in disbelief when they heard this.
Is this Holy Son so powerful?
So what does he look like?
In fact, these indigenous girls were not in the headquarters before.
Greyhound was just temporarily transferred from other bases.
They had never seen Chu Jing either.
"The Holy Son is a relatively quiet person. He should also like quiet and independent maids. So, little girl, what do you think?"
Elder Fukang looked decisively at the girl with a few freckles and said with a gentle smile: "You look more mature than the other girls. You should be able to serve the Holy Son well."
As soon as these words came out, the other four maids looked at the freckled girl with envy.
Being able to serve the boss of all the elders is simply a soaring achievement!
I really envy!
The freckled girl didn't expect that she was so lucky. A look of surprise appeared on her face, but she soon became nervous.
According to her experience, the more powerful the monk, the more eccentric his temperament is, and he has many unpredictable habits.
She was somewhat afraid that this "Son of the Beginningless" was this kind of difficult and powerful person.
If that's the case, what should she do if she doesn't serve the other party well?
Will it be life-threatening?
