Chapter 3838: Little bell

The female disciple blinked and looked a little dull: "I don't know."

The child hooked his finger: "Come here, show sister, what are you holding in

your hand."

The female disciple subconsciously stretched out her hand, but quickly

reacted, hurriedly retracted her hand, and stared at her: "You haven't said

who you are. This is the eighth elder's meal. How can I give it to you."

"I am a direct disciple of the Eighth Elder."

"Personal disciple?" The female disciple was startled. "When will the Eighth

Elder have a personal disciple? Don't coax me."

"I only received it yesterday. Master and his old man are reading a book."

"Oh." The female disciple nodded and was persuaded.

"Come and come, give me the food box, and I will take it to the eighth elder."

"How can senior sister do this kind of rough work?" The female disciple

resolutely refused.

"I'm hungry." The toddler said simply.

The female disciple opened her mouth and said with a smile: "Senior Sister is

a personal disciple, so naturally someone will serve you."

"Serve?" The toddler looked around, "Who is there in this barren mountain."

The female disciple pursed her lips: "Since the senior sister is a newcomer,

she naturally has to go to the Zhongshi Hall to register, get her own sign,

and the hall will send someone there."

"In that case, why is no one serving my master?"

"Because the eighth elder loves to be quiet, except for those who regularly

come to clean and deliver meals, outsiders are always not allowed to come and

go here. Didn't the eighth elder talk to the senior sister?"

"You eight elders' cold look, don't you know? What can he tell me." The child

complained.

The female disciple smiled and said: "The Eighth Elder is young and handsome,

but we are the one who admires in the hearts of the disciples of many girls in

Piaoyun Village. Sister, you are so lucky to be selected by the Eighth Elder."

"What's the use of being handsome, I still can't even eat rice." The toddler

said, "He doesn't need servants himself, and he certainly won't allow me to

use it. I still have to cook by myself."

"Senior sister can go to the cafeteria to eat."

"I...not so used to this rope." The child touched his nose.

The female disciple said, "I get used to it after trying a few more times. My

martial arts is so low, I have to go back and forth several times a day."

"You're hard."

"It's not hard work, many teenage disciples envy me. In fact, this way back

and forth can also exercise my inner strength and light gong. Since I was

responsible for delivering food to the eighth elders, my martial arts have

improved a lot. Listening to the stewardess said, if this continues, I will be

promoted as an inner disciple in the assessment next year!"

"congratulations."

The child said congratulations without being too distracted, his eyes still

swept back and forth towards her food container.

The female disciple seemed to be aware of something, and silently held the

food box tightly for fear that she might be robbing it.

The child coughed slightly: "I can't find the dining hall. After you have

delivered the meal, take me with you."

"Okay, sister, wait for me."

The female disciple immediately ran away holding the food box.

The toddler waited for a while, then she ran back again, Madoka blushed,

panting: "Sister, I'm here."

"Really good." The child looked at her, thinking of her mother for some

reason. Maybe she looked like this when she was young?

A gentle feeling rose in the child's heart, and he stretched out his hand,

patted the female disciple's head, and asked, "How old are you and what's your

name?"

The female disciple was flattered at the intimacy of the direct disciple, and

she stammered a little: "I, my name is Ling Dang, nineteen."

"When did you come to Piaoyun Village?"

"Seven or eight years ago. At that time, the family was poor and couldn't

support me. My parents wanted to sell me, so I ran out... It was Piaoyun

Village who took me in."