Chapter 67: 10-year promise, paying homage to the ancestors in the tomb
After Ning Zheng finished speaking, she asked the new steward Lia Cairong to come on stage and speak in front of everyone.
Lian Cairong said enthusiastically:
"Everyone, the old steward doesn't waste time, and I won't say much!"
"With the new year and new atmosphere, I have prepared a wishing wall for everyone. Everyone can write down their dreams for the next ten years in the villa!"
Soon, several blacksmiths moved a wishing wall.
This is what everyone wants.
After all, they all love graffiti, so I wrote about this trip.
Everyone began to make wishes, writing and reading them aloud.
"The situation in the world is beyond my generation!" Dao Jiujiu said concisely and to the point, turned and left.
The God of Cookery wrote: "Hahaha! In the future, we must be the number one villa in the world, the leader of all nine states in the world! The blacksmiths in the world are led by us! We are proud to study in our villa!"
The medical fairy said with a smile, and went up to write: "I wish you all a bright future and create a new era. As the couplet at the entrance of the villa says, use your body to prosper the world, exchange your life for the prosperity of humanity, and open up unique knowledge for future generations!"
Everyone's atmosphere became lively.
A blacksmith stood up, his pen was like a swimming dragon, his eyes were bright:
"I'm going to catch the shrimp house! In the future, I will work for the benefit of the common people in the world! Eliminate all the conspirators, and work together with the entire villa to forge the artifact of destiny that suppresses the world's nine states - the Kyushu Cauldron! To calm down the troubled times for the people!"
"Hahaha, according to what you said, we have to find monks who may have luck spiritual roots and arrest them in order to build the Kyushu Cauldron."
"I wish you all your wishes will come true. In the coming year, you will die faster, die more handsome, and have two more babies to fall in love with."
"Watch me swallowing firecrackers."
"It's so funny, it sounds like I don't dare to say it."
"Do you think it's like our ten-year agreement with Fairy Sword One? The protagonists start talking about their dreams under the sky full of fireworks, and then we won't end up well in the future, and we will die tragically."
"That's right! Maybe in the future, we will all be world-famous swordsmen, spears, swords and halberds. We will be scattered all over the world. After hundreds of years and thousands of years, the seas will change, and the dynasties will iterate, and we will never meet again."
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They talked freely and had a lively atmosphere.
Ning Zheng pricked up her ears. She didn't expect that twenty years later, someone would still be talking about the Fairy Sword One she watched before traveling through time.
Soon, cheers came from the dormitory.
"I've gained weight, I've actually gained weight."
"Oh my god, there is no skeleton, it is not laid flat in the soil, and the stability is too poor. It looks like a tumor growing randomly. Is this probably a portable meat farm?"
"I would say that our first-generation technology with great imagination is not as good as the optimal structure that other civilizations have studied for so long. The meat field is the most reasonable form."
"It's okay. We're not here for food. We mainly want to solve the hygiene problem in the dormitory."
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"Then, who's going to cut the meat?"
After saying this, there was silence.
They looked at each other, you pushed me, I pushed you.
In the end, no one used the chain to pull up the magic sword and try to cut the flesh.
After all, most netizens generally have one characteristic:
He boasts a lot and has a tough mouth, but when it comes to sex, he's not really a bad guy. How can he really be a shit shoveler?
Who isn’t a clean baby?
This group of people in the first test are all here to play games happily. Most of them are modern young men and women who have nothing to do with sex.
Planting this meat field is also for a clean and tidy quality of life.
They can't do things like injuring the enemy by a thousand and damaging themselves by a hundred. They are just fooling other people into doing it.
Ning Zheng, who originally wanted to stop them from harming the Demonic Patriarch, now laughed out loud.
That's it?
That's it?
They are not even afraid of death, they are actually afraid of shit.
It was so happy yesterday and the thunder was so loud.
As a result, today, no one in the civil and military dynasties dared to say why all the beloved ministers were hesitating.
He felt that he had discovered the flaws of these so-called fourth natural disasters that are not afraid of death:
There is no need to have a supreme cultivation level, as long as there are so-called NPCs in their mouth, with a mop stained with feces, they can be defeated and defeated. When they are resurrected, they have to find a corner and hide further.
Ning Zheng thinks these people are too cute!
Next, they hesitated, and finally Liao Cairong broke the silence, "Ahem, cough, cough, this meat is not yet mature, how about it? Give it a little longer."
Su Yuniang said bluntly:
"I feel that everyone present is just trash, useless big brothers and sisters. Although it may not sound good to say it, we still wait for the next batch of 100 people... Not to mention finding a boss, hire one It will be much more convenient for uncles and aunts who often do farm work and are not afraid of getting dirty."
Everyone was silent.
You really need to hire a housekeeper.
This era is indeed advanced.
Not only do we ask for cleaning services in real life, but we also ask for cleaning services in the game to take care of people like them.
Liancairong said:
"Yes, after all, life is farming, and some mess is necessary. Even though we know that this is not real feces, it may be the same as soil, but chocolate that has grown like that. It is fragrant and sweet, as if the entire villa is filled with chocolate desserts. Mountain, but still can’t take action.”
Everyone dispersed and started killing chickens and ducks.
The ducks and ducks are so cute, so we have no choice but to do something with them. Add more spices, onions, ginger and garlic, and serve them honestly to worship our ancestors.
At this time, the candidate blacksmiths who were queuing up to log in also burst into laughter.
"It's so funny that they all want to show off the ancestor. In the end, it's not justice that stops this filial piety, but they themselves don't even dare to touch it."
"It's so miserable for Ancestor. They dare not touch the meat, but UU Reading www.uukanshu.net actually wants to give it to Ancestor."
"Let me go, it's just a small thing, I can go freestyle! It's just a game, it's obviously not real. The whole mountain is filled with chocolate, sundaes, and nuts, and this is no exception."
"Don't make trouble. Yesterday these blacksmiths were so tough when they came together to brag."
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Even a batch of emoticons of blacksmiths emerged.
In the emoticon pack, the previous picture shows the serious faces of several decision-makers such as Lia Cai Rong, bragging one by one about how powerful their team is and how stubborn they are when giving advice. It must be a show off to the ancestors. The next picture shows how cowardly they are.
It’s so effective and so filial.
Ning Zheng was also amused and laughed. She thought it was really good to have such a group of cute little blacksmiths celebrating the New Year together in this dangerous and unfamiliar world.
Warm and harmonious.
It feels like friends having a lively New Year celebration.
But he did not forget about the business, and asked everyone to get ready, start the teleportation array, and go to the ancestor worship ceremony.
Suddenly.
The men and women suddenly became serious, wearing festive red robes. The atmosphere was similar to that of joy and mourning. Each of them held a tray with various prepared gifts, as gracefully as a palace maid serving food.
The other end of the teleportation array.
Paper house.
A big man was fishing in front of the well. He looked at the fluctuations of the teleportation array outside the door and asked, "Are you coming?"
He just saw firecrackers and fireworks being set off in the villa in the distance, and knew they were coming.
And this year seems to be unusually rich and solemn.
From far away, you can hear the lively sound of suona, beating of gongs and drums, and lion dance. The songs are also festive and lively, melodious and melodious, and the aroma of meat is coming. It must be good wine and delicious food.
This made the ancestor snort: Those brats actually have such filial piety?