Ruan Ling clearly saw that the other three ghost messengers were trembling.

No dust is allowed?

This is too harsh.

No wonder when Cui Yu came in before, the ghost messengers hid behind, and only she stood forward.

Maybe they all think she is a fool.

The ghost messengers could not speak, they could only lower their hands and act respectfully and fearfully, showing that they understood.

"Go." Cui Yu said, then turned around and left.

Ruan Ling and the other three ghost messengers stood at the door. Not long after, a boy in white walked out, opened the door, and let them in.

The first time Ruan Ling walked into the bamboo garden, afraid that something was wrong, so she walked at the end to see how they did it.

The boy said, "You clean the yard and you can leave."

The ghost officers nodded.

Ruan Ling followed them and went to a small house to get basins, water and rags.

The huge bamboo garden is full of bamboo. Not to mention the ground, even the bamboo must be wiped clean with clean water over and over again.

The workload is so big that it is scary.

These ghost gangsters don’t have to sleep and eat, and they don’t have to finish their work and leave.

No one cares whether they are tired or not.

Ruan Ling was hungry and cold, but she couldn't speak, so she could only accept her fate and carried the basin to wipe the bamboo.

The other three ghost messengers did things mechanically, and there was no interruption for a moment.

Ruan Ling didn't want to be a fool, so she leaned against a bamboo and slowly wiped it for a while and took a rest.

She even dug a tender bamboo shoot from the field and ate it secretly.

Fresh, tender and sweet, and the taste is extremely beautiful.

The other three ghosts knelt on the ground and did things seriously, and no one paid attention to her.

While pretending to wipe the floor, Ruan Ling walked around the garden and finally sneaked up to the door of the bamboo house.

There are seven or eight bamboo houses in a row, and I don’t know which one of the houses the Lama lives in.

When the other three ghost messengers saw her slip to the door, they all felt that she was seeking death.

At this time, one of the doors suddenly opened.

The boy in white stood at the door and looked at Ruan Ling.

Ruan Ling quickly pretended to wipe the door, wiping it very seriously, not even letting go of the cracks on the door.

The boy in white walked towards her.

Ruan Ling was a little nervous.

She is not the City God now. If she is thrown into the Knife Mountain, she will be embarrassed.

The boy said, "You, go and clean the master's piano room."

Ruan Ling looked at her side, no one, no, no ghost.

She couldn't speak, so she pointed at herself and asked him with her eyes.

The boy said, "You are the ugliest one, go clean the master's piano room. The master will play the piano later."

Ignoring the three words "ugliest", this is simply the most wonderful sentence Ruan Ling heard today.

She nodded quickly.

The boy turned around and left after he said that.

He didn't take her to the piano room either.

Ruan Ling wanted to ask but couldn't speak, so she turned to look at the other three ghost officers. They ran away so scared that they were afraid that the boy would notice it, so she asked them to clean it together.

That's too terrible!

There was no choice but to pick up a basin of clear water, bring a snow-white rag, and go in and find it by yourself.

Pig houses are all built with bamboo.

Even the floor is thin bamboo boards, which are fine and moist and slightly cool when stepped on them.

The bamboo house is spotless and elegant.

Do you still need to clean such a clean place?

Ruan Ling thought of Pei Shu's obsession with cleanliness.

This is exactly the same temperament.

Ruan Ling held the basin and looked out, trying to find the piano room. Suddenly, a clear and clear sound came from his ear.

It's the strings.
Chapter completed!