"What, grinder!"

Nie Xiaoqian couldn't believe it. What attracted her here was a grinder that looked dull.

Just as I was about to leave, a few lines of golden words appeared in the void:

Ghosts enter the house

Innate spiritual treasure, ghost pushing grind inspiration

Officially activated, ghosts are in place

Nie Xiaoqian glanced at it and turned around and was about to leave.

Swish, a thick and hard black whip came out of the grinding plate and tugged on Nie Xiaoqian's body, breaking Nie Xiaoqian's thin clothes, revealing a small piece of snow-white shoulders.

"Ah, oh... it's a pain."

Nie Xiaoqian covered her shoulders and showed an incredible expression. She felt the pain for the first time since she died.

Bang...

Another whip came, this time it hit Xiaoqian's legs, and her clothes were plucked again, and the cloth strips fluttered in the wind, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white legs.

"Ghosts are in place"

"Ghosts are in place"

...

The sound of machinery, like a magic sound, lingers in the room.

Nie Xiaoqian, who had just left the wolf's den and entered the tiger's den, trembled, walked forward, held the short wooden handle that looked like it was eaten by insects, and turned it forward for more than half a foot.

Suddenly, a black rice fell out of the millstone, making a jingle sound.

"Black rice?"

Nie Xiaoqian stopped the movement in her hand, and half-covered her small mouth with a light red cherry.

Bang...

Another whip whipped Xiaoqian's back, and her clothes were plucked, revealing her smooth jade back.

"ah……"

Nie Xiaoqian cried out in pain, her delicate figure shrank, and she continued to push the millstone.

But this time, no black rice appeared.

Bang...

Another whip whipped Xiaoqian's buttocks, and it was undulating. This time the clothes were not rotten.

"Ghost, speed up"

Nie Xiaoqian bit Rubei's jade teeth and nodded.

After a long night, in the small wooden house, except for the creaking millstone rotation, it was Nie Xiaoqian's cry from time to time.

Before dawn, the door of the wooden house opened, and Chu Feng, wearing a brand new Taoist robe, walked in calmly and calmly. He happened to see Nie Xiaoqian, who was covered with only a few cloth strips, lying on the millstone, breathing evenly, and his delicate body kept rising and falling. It was obvious that he was very tired that night.

Chu Feng walked forward, picked up a grain of rice to enlighten the Tao, and used spiritual energy to refine it. He suddenly felt like he was ascending to immortality. The long road to practice seemed to have become a smooth road. His cultivation level, which was stagnant at the peak of the Yangdan stage, improved a little, and his understanding of the Taoist scriptures also deepened a lot.

"Helping practice and improving understanding is worthy of being enlightened!"

Chu Feng's voice woke up the sleeping Nie Xiaoqian.

"ah……"

Not long after he died, Nie Xiaoqian, who psychologically regarded himself as his grandma, did not expect that he would meet a man in this way.

He was so scared that he grabbed the thread, retreated to the corner of the house, bent his body, and asked tremblingly.

"Who are you?"

Chu Feng raised his hand and the transformed force was emitted.

Nie Xiaoqian suddenly had a purple blue shirt on her body, looking a bit macho and handsome.

"Uh, clothes..."

With more clothes on her body, Nie Xiaoqian's face became much calmer!

Chu Feng walked forward and said with a serious expression: "Where are you from the lonely ghost? You are trespassing into the place where I can practice cultivation, aren't you afraid of your soul being lost?"
Chapter completed!