Chapter 716 Zhou Ping (4)
'twitter--'
The crisp sound of birds singing woke Zhou Ping from his sleep.
Zhou Ping took his arm across his chest as usual, walked downstairs almost in the dark, and followed his third uncle who had gotten up early to buy fresh ingredients.
Yun Ci got up slowly after the two of them came back from shopping.
Flatten the bedding, draw the curtains, and open the window.
It's a new day, and everyone is living a quiet life as usual.
Yun Ci leaned against the window, looking at the people coming and going below, it was so peaceful, as if yesterday's war between gods was just a dream.
'Boom thump—'
The bedroom door was pushed open by Zhou Ping from the outside.
"My third uncle made fried noodles today. Do you want to eat some?"
"eat!"
As noon approached, the local restaurant started to receive customers and gradually became busy.
Yun Ci took advantage of the fact that no one could see her and followed Zhou Ping, secretly helping him with small favors.
Zhou Ping would smile shyly and whisper to her that she didn't need to do that.
The night watch team in Xijin City is not a very powerful team, but because Zhou Ping is here, Xijin City can be regarded as a safe city.
The third uncle looked at Zhou Ping, who was sitting at the door with a book in his hands and learning sword moves with his hands. He just shook his head slightly and put Zhou Ping's favorite stir-fried dishes on the table next to him.
"Xiaoping, it's time to eat."
Zhou Ping, who was being held down by Yun Ci and had his hair trimmed to reveal his eyes, looked up and responded.
Third Uncle's eyes fell on the back of Zhou Ping's hand holding the chopsticks, and he would sigh every time he saw the black tattoo.
"You are such a jerk. You went to get a tattoo without saying anything. You are really brave, huh?"
“It’s not a tattoo.”
"If not a tattoo, what else could it be?"
Zhou Ping gave his uncle a faint smile and said, "It's my sword."
The third uncle shook his head helplessly when he heard this: "You kid, you are really obsessed with reading."
He picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and put it in Zhou Ping's bowl: "Alright, alright, you must be tired after being busy all afternoon. Go upstairs and take a rest after eating. We have to go to restock in the afternoon."
Zhou Ping nodded repeatedly.
The ingredients for Sanjiu Local Food Restaurant are purchased twice a day to ensure freshness.
That is why this time-honored brand has been able to remain open for so many years.
Yun Ci, who was sitting on the side and occasionally accepting Zhou Ping's feeding, said: "Someone is coming."
"Tatttattt——"
Footsteps approach.
Before my uncle even looked up, he shouted, "Sorry, we are closed here. Hey, isn't this Xiao Fan? Come in, come in. Have you eaten yet?"
When Zhou Ping heard the name, he almost buried his head in the bowl.
Although being the Sword Master of Da Xia was pretty cool, Ye Fan's appearance meant that he had to travel far away to meet people again.
Zhou Ping brainwashed himself, ignored the conversation between Ye Fan and his third uncle, and winked at Yun Ci.
Yun Ci glanced at Ye Fan. The night watchman with the Forbidden Ruins could see her because he had enough mental strength.
She and Ye Fan had met because of the "Shiva Grudge" incident in 12, and later Yun Ci also attended Wang Qing's funeral - the relationship between the two was pretty good.
Yun Ci waved at Ye Fan: "Commander Ye, what is your mission this time?"
Ye Fan's eyes passed over Zhou Ping, who was curled up in a ball, and the smile in his eyes deepened: "Zhou Ping, can we chat?"
Zhou Ping, who was called out, sighed helplessly, slowly put down his chopsticks, slowly moved his stool away, slowly stood up, and slowly approached Ye Fan - his reluctance was very obvious.
Of course, everyone understood that his reluctance was not directed at the mission, but simply because he didn't want to see anyone.
Yun Ci followed Zhou Ping, standing outside the door and listening.
The purpose of Ye Fan's visit this time was to invite Zhou Ping to be a teacher for the reserve team of the fifth special team.
"Teacher? Comprehensive education? But I don't know how to teach..."
And teachers and stuff...
Ye Fan patted Zhou Ping's shoulder firmly: "We all trust you, Sword Saint, you are the Sword Saint of our Daxia!"
Zhou Ping: "...I will try my best."
Yun Ci: “…”
Still so easy to coax.
But, Lin Qiye’s group of students are pretty good, so let’s just forget about it this time.
*
Huaihai City.
JS base.
After experiencing the breakdown of the six-hand van and walking on two legs, we finally arrived at the base for comprehensive education in the second half of the night.
"This place is a bit shabby." Yun Ci looked at Zhou Ping who stopped in front of the warehouse and sighed, and couldn't help laughing, "You agreed to it yourself."
"So complicated……"
Having said that, Zhou Ping still pushed open the door of the warehouse.
"The ground is very dirty..."
“Neither can ventilation.”
"The rust on the wall also needs to be dealt with."
"The dishes weren't cleaned very well..."
Yun Ci watched Zhou Ping suffer from mysophobia and wander around the warehouse like a ghost, but she didn't remind him out of spite.
"Let me help too." Yun Ci took the duster from Zhou Ping's hand, "Leave the ceiling to me."
"Thank you for your hard work, Xiaoci."
The man and the sword spirit were full of energy. Wherever they passed, they took away all the dirt and left the room clean.
But the warehouse was too big, and even with two people working together, they still finished it by daybreak, with only a small area left to mop.
"Tatttattt——"
Footsteps approach.
Zhou Ping noticed something and looked up to see two young men looking at him in surprise.
Zhou Ping hesitated for a long time before he slowly greeted them: "Well... hello."
Yun Ci was much more generous and only waved after Zhou Ping greeted her.
"Hi~ boys, please give me your guidance in the next period of time!"
five minutes later.
All team members gathered in an open space in the warehouse and got to know each other.
After hearing that Zhou Ping's main job was a waiter, Lin Qiye and the others looked very strange, and Yun Ci couldn't help laughing out loud.
Only then did they turn their attention to Yun Ci.
“Um…you are…?”
"Ah, I am his sword, the sword spirit."
"Sword, sword spirit?!"
It actually exists!
Sword Spirit!
Not to mention how shocked they were when they heard that Yun Ci was a sword spirit.
I was even more shocked when I heard that Zhou Ping learned all his sword moves from martial arts novels.
Several people looked at the box full of martial arts novels and were speechless for a moment.
"Qianye, what should we do?"
Lin Qiye reluctantly picked a book from the collection and said, "Let's read it."
They can't resist either.
Several people were flipping through the books seriously. Zhou Ping let out a long sigh and picked up a book to start reading.
It was not until almost noon that Zhou Ping pulled himself away from the world of books and prepared to cook meals for the new students he had met.
but--
Zhou Ping looked at the burning pot and the unknown object that had turned into carbonized material inside the pot, and then turned his gaze to Yun Ci.
"Xiaoci..."
Yun Ci was lying on the ground flipping through a book. When she heard the sound, she quietly raised her eyes from above the book, and her voice was a little muffled.
"Packed up?"
The sharp-sighted swordsman sensed something and quickly pulled away the book that Yun Ci was blocking her face. Sure enough, he saw two paper balls stuffed in her nostrils.
Zhou Ping suddenly became depressed.
"Sword Saint Senior...what are you doing here?"