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Chapter 8 The first day of new life

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    When Zhao Ran found out that he had been accepted as a fire worker by Wuji Academy, he couldn't help but burst into tears.  He didn't know what Chu Yangcheng had told Wujiyuan before leaving, but Wujiyuan accepted him for the sake of Chu Yangcheng's face. This was a fact that he knew without even thinking about it.  Maybe to Chu Yangcheng, this was a trivial matter, but to Zhao Ran, it was a major opportunity in his life.

    He couldn’t help but secretly sigh that he was lucky enough to meet such a noble person as Chu Yangcheng. Could this be the aura of the legendary protagonist?  At the same time, he couldn't help but secretly rejoice. If he had been hot-headed on Qingping Mountain that day and charged in front of the formation with a knife, how could he have been in such a good situation today?  I'm afraid it might have been buried in a hole a long time ago.  No, maybe not even a pit!

    In Dian Zao's room, Zhang Dian Zao sat behind the case, unfolded a page of yellow paper, looked at the respectful Zhao Ran in front of him, and said expressionlessly: "Sanlang Zhao, nineteen years old, Si Long'an, the political envoy of Sichuan Province.  He is a native of Zhaozhuang, Shiquan County. He is the third generation ancestor of Qinghe County, Shandong Province. He was the chief registrar and county magistrate of Qinghe County in Shandong. His great-uncle, Taan, was once a layman of Jingmingyuan in Shiquan County. Well, he can be considered innocent He studied in the private school for seven years.  Achieving top marks in exams—well, that counts as progress"

    Zhao Ran lowered his head, feeling vaguely like he was attending an interview when he just graduated from his previous life.  But the difference is that this time when he faced Zhang Dianzao, one of the eight deacons of Wuji Institute, he felt a lot of pressure, because Zhang Dianzao showed him the powerful strength of Wuji Institute - in just seven days, all his resume was wiped out  It was written on this piece of yellow paper, and it even included many things that he himself didn't know.

    After Zhang Dianzao finished reciting, he stared at Zhao Ran calmly for a long time, until Zhao Ran became more and more respectful, then he nodded and said: "Would you like to become a layman in Wujiyuan?"

    "yes."

    "Would you follow the Taoist sect for the rest of your life?"

    "yes."

    "That's it, let's make a pledge."

    Zhao Ran stepped forward, dipped ink in the red clay printing box on the case, and pressed his thumb heavily on the end of the yellow paper At this moment, he suddenly felt like selling himself.

    Zhang Dianzao collected the yellow paper and stuffed it into a pile of documents. He took another scroll, turned it to the blank space, and wrote Zhao Ran's name with his pen.  When Zhao Ran closed the scroll, he saw "Laity Book" written on the cover.

    Zhao Ran let out a sigh of relief.  The so-called layman is not a Taoist priest. According to Zhao Ran's understanding, he is a "non-staff person".  But relying on the Taoist sect, even if you are a "non-staff", it is an identity that countless people dream of.  Lay Buddhists are divided into Huo Gong lay practitioners and laypeople. Zhao Ran is now a Huo Gong lay practitioner.  As for lay people, they are those who have donated a large amount of money, so they can rely on the power of the Taoist sect without having to do any hard work.

    After completing the formalities, Zhao Ran went to the warehouse with the receipt issued by Zhang Dianzao.  The chief deacon of the warehouse was not there, and the one in charge of the warehouse was Liu Kutou. Liu Kutou was pushing Pai Gow with a few Taoists. He took the receipt and threw a package in Zhao Ran's face. He hurriedly sat down and stared at the cards in his hand, nervously.  He turned over, and his shiny forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

    This scene made Zhao Ran wonder.  He was too embarrassed to disturb Liu Kutou's interest and left the warehouse with the package in his arms.

    According to the previous life, Zhao Ran was assigned to a dormitory.  As one of the eight major rooms in the Taoist temple, the dormitory is actually the largest department in the Taoist temple. Among all the "Five Masters and Eighteen Heads" of Wujiyuan, there are "eight heads" belonging to the dormitory, including Shuitou, Huotou, and Fan.  head, vegetable head, grinding head, grooved head, net head and brittle head.  As the name suggests, the dormitories are in charge of all daily life matters in the courtyard.

    What are the rules for new pyrotechnic lay practitioners?  As a rule, new fireworkers will clean the dormitory for one year, and they cannot change shifts until the next batch of new recruits arrive. This is the rule, not only the rule of Wujiyuan, but also the rule of Taoist sects all over the world.

    Therefore, Zhao Ran’s first duty after entering Wujiyuan was to sweep.

    The leader’s name was Zhou Zhixiu, and it wasn’t until he listlessly introduced the contents of the sweep to Zhao Ran that Zhao Ran understood what he was going to do.  He opened his mouth wide and didn't close it for a long time. Then, with Zhou Chengtou's impatient wave, he turned around and walked towards the house assigned to him.

    The so-called "圊" refers to the toilet, and sweeping the toilet naturally means cleaning the toilet.  Don't blame Zhao Ran for being uneducated. In his past life plus this life, he had a total of twenty-three years of school education, and he had never seen such a weird word!  It was the first time he met Zhao Ran, who pronounced the word "青", but now he hated this word extremely.

    How difficult was it for me to travel through time?  Why are you here cleaning the toilet?

    Zhao Ran was completely unable to accept his new career in a short period of time, and couldn't help but feel inexplicable grief.  He walked into his house full of sorrow and staggered, and fell on the bed.

    "Ouch!" A scream woke up the restless Zhao Ran. Where he lay down, there was a man sleeping soundly under a quilt!  This gentleman turned around and glared at Zhao Ran: "?Say, can't you have more eyes?  "

    It took a lot of effort for Zhao Ran to see the anger in the other person's small mung bean-sized eyes, and he quickly bowed his head: "This senior brother"

    The other party’s little eyes flicked over Zhao Ran a few times and asked: “Are you new here?”

    Zhao Ran nodded: "Yes, I was just admitted to the hospital today, senior brother"

    The other party waved his hand to interrupt: "Don't call me senior brother. You can't afford it. You don't have to go out and be laughed at."

    Zhao Ran was stunned. He didn't know what he meant. A quilt in the corner of the bed suddenly opened up, and a triangular head poked out: "You can only call yourself a brother after receiving an ultimatum. Don't overstep it." After saying that, the triangular head shrank again.  go back.

    Zhao Ran was in a daze for a while - there was no one else on the bed of love!

    "I'm sorry, I thought it was my own house and entered it by mistake"

    The one with the small mung bean eyes sneered: "Ha, your own house? Brother, don't let your imagination run wild, just make do with it!"

    There was an additional explanation in the quilt in the corner: "Only when you work as a steward can you have your own house."

    With small mung bean eyes, he pursed his lips at the west end of the bed: "Brother's surname is Zhao? I heard, here, you sleep on that end. The bedding is newly provided by Kuli. Go to sleep quickly, I'm so sleepy!" After saying that, he turned his head again.  Lying down.

    Zhao Ran was stunned for a moment, then groped his way up to the east end of the bed, placed the package in the corner, and pulled the quilt over him.  Just as he was about to close his eyes, he suddenly sat up again, patted his forehead, and thought to himself that he was really stupid, why should he sleep in broad daylight?

    He crawled out of bed again, stepped on his shoes, crept out of the house, closed the door, sat on the stone steps at the door, and then let out a sigh of relief.

    This is a small courtyard with three rooms and one wall. The wing room to the east is the room where I and Mung Bean have small eyes and triangular heads. I don’t know who lives in the north and west rooms, but there is no one at the moment.  In the middle of the small courtyard were several bushes and flowers. It looked like no one had taken care of them, and they were sparsely grown.  In addition, there is a small wing between the west room and the wall.

    It was late at the moment (Zhao Ran counted it by counting his toes, it was about 3 or 4 o'clock in the afternoon), and he didn't know what was wrong with the two brothers, sleeping in in such a sunny afternoon, so Zhao Ran had no choice but to sit here and watch that.  A few clumps of flowers and plants, while constantly cheering myself up, encouraging myself to work hard.

    I don’t know how long I was bored, but I saw a few Taoists returning in twos and threes from the small courtyard, some old and some young. They put the big broom on their shoulders and the bamboo dustpan they carried into the small side room, and then entered the north room.  House and West House.  A few of them with kind faces nodded to Zhao Ran who was sitting at the foot of the stairs. Zhao Ran also stood up and responded. He didn't care about those who looked upon him as if they were nothing.

    Suddenly, a melodious bell rang, and the Taoist priests in the north and west rooms went out one after another and headed straight out of the courtyard.  When Zhao Ran was wondering what was going on, the door to the east room where he lived suddenly fluttered open, and mung bean eyes and a triangular head came out of the room, tiptoeing on his shoes as he came out.

    Mung Bean's little eyes saw Zhao Ran's incomprehensible look at the stone steps, so he explained, "dinner is ready." His right hand that had just finished pulling out his shoe directly grabbed Zhao Ran's arm, pulled Zhao Ran up and left, making Zhao Ran feel better.  A wave of nausea.

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