Pleasure Helping Spirit System

After leaving Xingfang County, Chen Hao finally returned to Sanshui Temple in the afternoon of the second day.

After leaving for a while, Sanshui Temple is still calm.

Inside, Zhao Lingqiao was carrying water.

Well, the girl worked very hard, with a bucket in each hand, filled with water, one up and one down, tired and sweaty, short of breath.

Seeing Chen Hao's return, Zhao Lingqiao's eyes lit up, but she didn't give up on the exercise, she still tried to lift it up, put it down, lift it up, and at the same time muttered: "Ninety-three, ninety-four, ninety-five..."

When it reached 100, Zhao Lingqiao put down the bucket, her hands trembled, and her palms were even more red.

Chen Hao kept watching, and after Zhao Lingqiao put it down, he said, "You're working so hard?"

Zhao Lingqiao smiled and said: "Sister Lan said that my strength is too weak to exert the power of Bajiquan, so I need to exercise and strengthen my body."

Chen Hao nodded: "I don't know much about martial arts, but your elder sister Lan will definitely teach you right, you have to work hard."

Zhao Lingqiao said with firm eyes: "I will, Sister Lan said, one must beat ten to be considered a teacher."

Chen Hao was taken aback for a moment, feeling that these words sounded very familiar.

"By the way, master, while you were away, someone came to visit." Zhao Lingqiao said.

Chen Hao said: "Who is it?"

Zhao Lingqiao said: "I don't know him. He is a fat man. He doesn't seem to know that you are the master of the temple. He came to ask and then left without leaving any contact information."

Chen Hao was full of doubts.

Fatty?

Among the people I know, it seems that there are not many fat people.

Besides, when we moved to Sanshui Temple, few people knew about it, so it was impossible to come and leave without saying anything.

Who is this fat man?

Unexpectedly, Chen Hao didn't think about it anymore, anyway, he would know when he came again.

"Okay, is there anything else?" Chen Hao asked.

Zhao Lingqiao said: "It's gone, there is no one here except Fatty."

Chen Hao said: "Okay, you continue to work on your work."

"Master, you just came back, have you eaten yet? How about I cook for you first?" Zhao Lingqiao asked hastily.

Chen Hao said with a smile: "No, I've already eaten. In addition, I invited a chef to come back. I will leave the cooking to him in the future. Just concentrate on exercising."

Chef?

Zhao Lingqiao blankly glanced at the cute little girl who followed Chen Hao without saying a word. It doesn't feel right. Such a young child, what does he know to cook?

I didn't understand, but Zhao Lingqiao was very sensible and didn't ask.

The master said, there must be, and we will definitely see it in the future.

Let the black cat and the rooster play by themselves, and arrange a room for the little girl whose real name is Amiluo who has been changed to the Shura tribe. Chen Hao took a good bath, and then meditated to restore mana.

At night, Chen Hao walked out of the Taoist temple and came to the ghost school.

In the valley, Yin Qi gathers, a ghost school has appeared, and the voice of reading is very loud in the school.

As soon as Chen Hao arrived, Master Chen came out, rolled up his sleeves habitually, and said with a smile, "My unicorn is back, what's the matter?"

Chen Hao smiled and said, "Grandpa, are you still used to being the headmaster?"

Master Chen calmly said: "It's good, I don't have anything to do. I feel that it is much easier than being a landlord before. I don't need to say anything about these little devils. They are very obedient and easier to use than the long-term workers before."

Chen Hao was ashamed.

As expected, he was born as a landlord, and he is a long-term worker if he keeps his mouth shut. Don't be taught bad by your grandpa, ghost boy!

"Well, I'll come over and send you some coaches." Chen Hao said directly.

Master Chen asked in surprise, "Coach?"

Chen Hao released the men in jerseys and Song Jinglu with a wave of his hand, and then said: "These are the ghosts I met by chance. Their obsession is the rise of the national football team. Well, this task is not easy to help, but they helped me , It’s not good no matter what, so I brought it back, this is not the school’s first construction, there is nothing, so I brought it back first, to help teach the ghost children to play football, it can be regarded as a temporary arrangement.”

The guys in jerseys were at a loss, so Master Chen smiled and said, "National football? It's still rising? You can pull it down,

I watched too many games, and there was no drama at all. "

"Old man, that's not right. If there is no drama, there is a shady scene. We are a huge country with a population of hundreds of millions. There are always talented people. As long as the training is good, there is definitely hope to reach the top." One of the men in the jersey retorted dissatisfied.

Who is Mr. Chen, the city is deep, and he said with a smile: "Sure, then you are the physical education teacher of the school. If you perform well, I will apply for you in the future, and go abroad to catch a few ghosts who can play football in foreign countries and come back." , as a training partner for you."

The jersey men were overjoyed: "Really?"

Master Chen said calmly: "The profound master in front of you is my great-grandson. You ask him if he is true."

The guys in the jersey looked at Chen Hao.

Chen Hao couldn't laugh or cry, this great grandfather really dared to say anything.

But this matter is also uncertain. If I really go abroad in the future, it will be a matter of convenience.

So nodded.

The guys in the jersey were overjoyed and quickly promised to perform well.

"Well, what about this one? He also likes football?" Master Chen looked at Song Jinglu, a little surprised.

With this size, I'm afraid he was born as a cook, right?

Song Jinglu hurriedly said: "Hello, brother, my name is Song Jinglu, I don't play football, I'm a chef."

Master Chen is happy, he is really a cook.

"Xiaohao, we are ghosts here, and we don't need to eat or drink. It seems that we don't need a cook, right?" Master Chen looked at Chen Hao.

Chen Hao said: "Grandpa, Lao Song's obsession is rather strange. It wants to find someone who really likes it, even a ghost. When it happens to meet it, it brings it back. I wonder if I can meet it in the future and help it fulfill its wish. Before you meet him, stay here and cook for me first."

Master Chen nodded.

It agrees with this.

The eldest grandson of my family is also a person of status. It is normal for someone who is in charge of a view, opens a mountain and establishes a door, and is in charge of a first-level person to be served by someone.

"That's fine, let's stay together, but we can't show up during the day, this meal is not easy to cook." Master Chen asked.

Chen Haodao: "This is simple. Recently, Taoism has increased. I am going to refine a few simple talismans, which can also be regarded as giving you an identity. Although you can't run around, you can add some protection. Simple daily life in Taoist temples is still possible. .”

"Hey, my Qilin'er's Taoism has increased again, good, very good." Master Chen smiled from ear to ear, the beauty in his heart is more comfortable than when he was a landlord.

"Okay, that's all for now. Grandpa, look at the arrangement. I'll go back first." Chen Hao said.

"Success, go do your work, I'm here, don't worry." Master Chen is very confident.

Chen Hao smiled, turned and left.

As soon as he left the mouth of the valley, Chen Hao saw A Miluo standing in front.

"You still raise ghosts?" A Miluo asked in surprise.

Chen Haodao: "Is it strange? They are all poor ghosts, and the obsession is not easy to get rid of. It is a merit to protect it first, and then have a chance to save it. Well, why are you here?"

A Miluo said: "I'm hungry."

Chen Hao: "..."

Damn, although consecrating food is quite simple, but there are still a lot of equipment that have not been blessed yet, and a part of it needs to be reserved for cultivation, which is another big consumer.

Damn, the landlord's house has no surplus food! .

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