Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty-Six Weird Manipulation Tasks, My Mind Is About to Collapse

Li Mohuang was very angry.

Because, the task requirements are written in detail on the second page.

"Task 1: Help Uncle Wang to cut down a thousand trees and complete the logging task of the forest farm this month."

"Task 2: Help Second Mistress Wu to pick and spray vegetables (Note: Second Mistress Wu's vegetable field has 30 acres, which is one of the three major vegetable production areas in Baifucheng. It must be completed, otherwise there will be no vegetables to eat in the future)."

The first task, Li Mohuang endured.

Logging is easy!

As a cultivator, dozens or hundreds of trees were chopped down with one sword, almost no difficulty.

However, what is the dung water?

play me?

"Is it possible that Ye Feng knew that I was an undercover agent and deliberately harassed me?"

"its not right!"

"Ye Feng has never seen me, and this is the first time I have left the sect. No one outside knows my identity, and it is impossible to reveal it."

"Also, I'm a mid-grade root and a genius. He can't deliberately harass me. It should be to hone my patience."

[Reading to receive cash] Follow the vx public account [Book Friends Base Camp], and you can also receive cash for reading!

"Very good, my little plum... Ah bah, I, Li Mohuang, will definitely complete the task seriously, make Ye Feng impress, and break into the interior smoothly. It is best to enter the library and steal a few high-level spells."

"Hey, my plan is really flawless, no wonder people have always praised me for being smart since I was a kid."

Li Mohuang put away the pamphlet and shared his sect mission with Uncle Wang and Mistress Wu.

"It turned out to be the task that Ye Zhangmen arranged for you, Immortal Master Li. Since that's the case, of course we accept it."

"This Immortal Master Li, please go with the old man to cut wood."

Uncle Wang took the lead to take Li Mohuang to the forest farm.

miles away.

Wooded forest farm.

Uncle Wang pointed to this area,

Said: "Li Xianshi, our task is to cut down a thousand trees that are straight and the size of a bucket in this forest."

"Isn't that easy?"

Li Mohuang smiled, pulled out his spirit sword, swept his eyes, and immediately found his target.

Clang!

The spirit sword flew over, and five large trees were cut off by their roots and fell to the ground.

Li Mohuang continued to cut down.

His speed is very fast. With a single sword, he can cut down several trees, and more often, he can cut down more than a dozen trees.

"Oh, as expected of an Immortal Master, it's amazing!"

Uncle Wang touched his bald head, his eyes gleamed, and he clenched his cigarette stick tightly, "I also want to cultivate immortals. When I succeed in my cultivation, wouldn't it be wonderful to come back and chop down trees?"

Less than an hour.

Two-thirds of the trees that met the requirements on this mountain were cut down, and the task of 1,000 trees was considered complete.

"Okay, I'll go back first."

Li Mohuang returned the sword and sheathed it, ready to run.

"Master Li, don't be in a hurry."

"Anything else?"

"The logging task is divided into three steps, cutting, roughing, and handling. Now the first step has just been completed!"

Hearing Uncle Wang's explanation, Li Mohuang was so angry that his nostrils smoked.

"Just cutting down a tree, why is it so troublesome?"

Li Mohuang really wanted to run away immediately.

But when you think about it, isn't this the task?

So, he could only sigh and ask Uncle Wang for advice: "How to deal with rough machining?"

"This batch of wood is the main material for a wealthy man in the south of White Floating City who needs to trim his mansion, and each piece of wood must be kept three feet long."

"Oh!"

Li Mohuang drew his sword out of the sheath, used the sword-fighting technique to activate the spirit sword, flew out with a bang, circled around the tree, cut off the excess branches, and cut a six-foot-long tree into two by three. Length of wood.

"The speed is so fast, Li Xianshi is mighty!"

Uncle Wang praised.

Li Mohuang really wanted to slash him with a sword.

But after thinking about it, this is the task that Ye Feng explained. If Uncle Wang is beheaded, he will definitely be punished.

By that time, Mozong's mission was also in vain.

"I will endure!"

Li Mohuang recited two words silently and continued to work.

Two hours later.

"Li Xianshi, after the wood is processed, it's good to move it to the bottom of the mountain and pile it up. When they are dried, the old man will find someone to transport them away."

"What's the matter, do you want me to move down the mountain?"

Li Mohuang gritted his teeth.

"I will endure!"

He returned the sword to the sheath, cast the first-grade spell "Juli", and charged down the mountain carrying dozens of wooden sticks at a time.

By the time Li Mohuang completed the logging task, it was already dusk.

"What, it's been a day!"

Li Mohuang left the forest farm, slipped into a dense forest, took out a communication paper crane, and threw it out.

After half a column of incense.

The chief elder of the Kamikaze Sword Sect, who was wandering nearby, got the paper crane.

"Sect Master, I have already sneaked into the Misty Sect, and I am currently carrying out the wonderful task that Ye Feng explained. When I complete it successfully, I will definitely get attention."

This is Li Mohuang's original words.

Hearing this, the great elder of the Kamikaze Sword Sect nodded secretly.

"As expected of Li Mohuang, this kid is smart since he was a child. I am very relieved when he does things."

The Great Elder nodded with satisfaction, and returned to the Divine Wind Sword Sect with the escape light, ready to arrange other things.

sunset.

Li Mohuang found Wu Mistress.

"Li Xianshi, it's so late, the task of picking dung and drenching vegetables will be done tomorrow!"

"Just to my liking!"

Li Mohuang turned decisively and walked towards Misty Peak, only to find that he was blocked by invisible forces in front of the door-calling bronze bell and could not climb the mountain.

"Grass, the guardian formation stopped me!"

In desperation, Li Mohuang rang the door-calling bronze bell.

Not long after, Hu Dahong jumped to the foot of the mountain with a big chicken leg in his mouth.

"It's you, is something wrong?"

"I want to go back to the sect, take a night's rest, and resume the task tomorrow."

Li Mohuang said so.

He decided to pretend to be lost tonight, and then break into the various wonderful treasures of the Misty Sect to get more important information.

"The sect master said that you need to complete two tasks before you can return to the sect."

After speaking, Hu Dahong slipped up to the top of the mountain.

Li Mohuang was petrified in place.

After a while, he walked to a place where no one was there, his face gradually turned ashen, and his fists were tightly clenched.

"Ye Feng, your uncle's!"

He was very angry and walked towards Lincun.

Mistress Wu was having dinner, and when Li Mohuang said that he was going to pick dung and drench vegetables, he was so shocked that his chopsticks fell to the ground.

"Li Xianshi, don't you have to work so hard?"

"The commander's life."

Li Mohuang clenched his fists secretly.

"Then I would like to ask Li Xianshi to go to the vegetable field in the southeast of the city with me." Second Mistress Wu led Li Mohuang the way, accompanied by a few young people, leaning on crutches.

On the road, it was pitch black.

Li Mohuang was very angry and wanted to draw his sword and cut off the people around him.

"Grandma, you live at the foot of the mountain, you should have met the head, right?" Li Mohuang asked in a gloomy tone.

The spirit sword in his hand slowly unsheathed three inches.

"I know, Ye Zhanmen helped our village kill demons back then, and everyone in the village knew him." Mistress Wu said with a smile.

The sword in Li Mohuang's hand immediately returned to its sheath.

"Your uncle! This group of people actually know Ye Feng, it seems that they can't kill people, otherwise, it will only attract a show."

Li Mohuang admitted that he was in a bad mood.

He suddenly wanted to write a diary.

Put out today's grievances and anger on paper.

miles away.

Second Mistress Wu pointed to this vegetable field of dozens of acres, and then pointed to a large cesspool in the distance, and said, "That's the cesspool. The things in it are all from the White Floating City and are specially used for watering vegetables."

"It's hard work, Immortal Master Li."

Mistress Wu returned to Xiaolin Village with the support of several young people.

in the shadow of trees.

Li Mohuang stood straight.

The moonlight shone through the cracks in the trees, leaving a tiny pale glow on his face, which was as cold as his eyes.

"Pick the shit, I'll pick your uncle!"

Li Mohuang kicked a tree and picked up the dung.

The smell is bad.

But he can use his spiritual energy to block the odor, but because he can't pick up dung, the dung water sometimes spills, pours it on the ground, and then steps on it.

This feeling is so cool!

In no time, he was full of stench.

As for the vegetable field, only one-tenth of it has been poured.

Looking up at the white moonlight in the sky, Li Mohuang let out a shrill cry.

"I am a genius at the peak of Qi refining, you want me to pick shit?"

The roar ended, and he continued to pick shit.

The top of Misty Peak.

Ye Feng lay leisurely on the reclining chair, looking at Li Mohuang's every move from the Wentian mirror, with a "give, give" laughter from his mouth.

"Little plum, don't do good things, just run here to be an undercover agent, and I'll let you lie in the dung!"