Chapter 811: Cleaning the grass on the grave!

"Old man."

Gu Han ignored Ah Shu, his expression remained calm, and he said seriously: "You can't say that. Your eighty years of immortality skills are so profound, and they are just a few small leaves. They must be nothing to you..."

"Don't say eighty years!"

The old Taoist sneered: "Even eight hundred years of longevity skills are not enough for you!"

aside.

Leng Meizi picked up a few leaves as if nothing had happened and quietly collected them for Gu Han.

"Pick it up!"

The old Taoist didn't stop her. The old god said: "If I can take out half a leaf, it will be regarded as my eighty years of practicing immortality skills in vain!"

Leng Meizi bit her lip, seemingly unwilling to do so.

Gu Han felt that there was really no benefit this time.

"never mind"

He said helplessly: "The old man has helped me twice. If you can't do more than three things, you can't be too greedy."

"I still have to thank the old man for taking action!"

Said.

He bowed to the old man again.

Apart from anything else, without the old master, he would definitely not be able to come back. This life-saving grace must be remembered.

"That's it?"

The old Taoist was dissatisfied, "No other expression?"

Gu Han was stunned and subconsciously looked at his broken leg and said, "How about... old man, you can perform the Immortality Skill again and I can reattach your other leg?"

Old man:? ? ?

Is it human talk?

"okay!"

He waved his hands randomly, "Since everything is fine, let's start working!"

Gu Han was stunned again, "What kind of work do you do?"

"A Taoist temple!"

The old man pointed to the crumbling half of the door behind him and said sadly: "Look, can anyone still live in this place? It might collapse that day and kill the old man inside!"

Gu Han didn't look carefully last time.

This shabby Taoist temple is so shabby and rotten that the grass in the courtyard is taller than the tombs!

Don't talk about living there.

I'm afraid that the dog will be disgusted when it comes.

He felt that he owed the old Tao such a huge favor, no matter what the other person's intentions were... he just needed to practice it, it didn't cost anything!

"Liao Zhong!"

Thinking of this, he drank lightly.

"ah?"

When he shouted, Liao Zhongru woke up from his dream, knelt down on one knee, cupped his fists and said, "Gu Shuai, what are your orders?"

"go!"

Gu Han was not polite for a long time, "Tend my commander's 300,000 border troops here!"

"Gu Shuai!"

Liao Zhong was stunned again, "Are you trying to..."

"Cultivation Temple!"

Gu Hanhao said angrily: "Build a Taoist temple for the old man that is ten times bigger than the current one!"

Liao Zhong.

A person lives up to his name.

He did not question any of Gu Han's decisions at all, and immediately said: "Yes, the general will take the order!"

"you sure?"

The old Taoist glanced at Gu Han, "It's not impossible to let them repair it, but don't regret it."

"Old man."

Gu Han's heart moved, "Give me back my wages?"

"hehe."

The old Taoist laughed but didn't answer.

Gu Han's face turned solemn, "Liao Zhong!"

"The general is here!"

"I have thought about it."

Gu Han said seriously: "This move is too laborious and wastes money, and the border is also an important national defense area. How can the border troops be transferred away so easily? This order... is invalid!"

Liao Zhong:......

"Gu Shuai, I will help you..."

"Need not!"

Gu Han, who was about to monopolize the wages, waved his big hand again, "You go back first, I will return to the court soon!"

"yes!"

Liao Zhong bowed again and said, "I will leave for the time being!"

aside.

The corners of Qianye's mouth twitched again and again, and he didn't know what to say.

A real act.

A true listener.

"Don't be idle either!"

The old Taoist glanced at Leng Meizi again, "Go and cook. There is nothing else in this mountain. There are a lot of game fruits. The old Taoist is empty in his belly. He hasn't eaten for several days!"

"Old man!"

Gu Han's eyes lit up, "My sister, how can you make fish soup..."

"What a coincidence."

The old Taoist smiled half-heartedly, "Old Taoist, I don't like fish."

Gu Han:......

Seeing that his wish to call Mo Chenyin failed, he was a little disappointed. He glanced around and simply stopped thinking about it, felling wood and removing stones, and started working enthusiastically.

For wages.

These are all bearable!

Anyway, this trip cannot be in vain. No matter how fine the wool is, it is still wool!

Leng Meizi also followed immediately.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, the old Taoist saw Ashu sneaking back and smiled immediately, "You're back? Why don't you go to work quickly?"

"ah?"

Ashu, who was secretly observing Qianye and considering whether to give him a slap on his vaginal foot, was stunned, "Why! I will do whatever you want me to do. I, Ashu, don't want to lose face!"

"hehe."

The old Taoist smiled and said nothing.

Ah Shu suddenly felt that he could not move. When he looked down, he found that his feet had taken root in the soil and seemed to have grown inside.

"Old man!"

It gave up on the spot and said, "Just tell me! Ashu can practice Taoism, move stones, plant trees, and bear fruit. If it doesn't work, you can still burn it to keep warm..."

"Plant trees!"

The old Taoist assigned him a task on the spot, "Put more varieties, the ones that can bear fruit."

Ashu breathed a sigh of relief.

Plant trees?

No big deal!

Only Qianye and Lao Dao were left in the room.

"I do not understand."

Qianye suddenly said: "If you can help him once, you can help him a second time."

Qianye is at a high level.

The old Taoist did not hide it, and said lightly: "You don't understand. If you are too deeply involved with him, the cause and effect will be heavier, and the ending... will be more difficult to predict!"

"Ha!"

Qian Ye said arrogantly: "So what! Even if what you said is true, even if this world... is true or false, exists or not, I am never afraid of these things! And I have helped him countless times, but I have never seen what the cause and effect you said is!"

"You are not afraid."

The old Taoist said lightly: "It's because your level is not enough."

You think.

Your meeting with him is really a coincidence?

This sentence.

But he didn't say it.

Qian Ye didn't refute.

Of course he knew that the old Taoist's realm was not something he could figure out, and the stronger the strength, the greater the impact on Gu Han.

After a moment of silence, he asked again: "What is Gu Han's... origin?"

"I don't know much."

The old Taoist sighed, "To be honest, he is... the last hope?"

Qian Ye frowned.

The last?

Hope?

Since the ancient war, the world has been peaceful for many years. Even the Xiantian Saint Clan has hardly appeared. Is there any great crisis?

"Don't think about it."

The old Taoist shook his head and sighed: "It's too early to say these things now. It's the same for you, me, and him."

"And..."

He changed the subject and said: "Since you are here, why don't you help me a little, how about it?"

Qian Ye raised his eyebrows, "A little favor?"

"It's just a little favor."

The old Taoist nodded and explained: "There is a grave behind the Taoist temple. The grass on it is very tall. Can you help clean it up and visit the grave by the way?"

Qian Ye: ???