v5 Chapter 702： Love, the **** sour smell

Chapter 702 Love, This Damn Sour Smell

After half an hour.

Chen Luo sat on the high throne, looking at Malza who was lying on the ground and saluting, with a solemn expression.

"My patience is very limited." Chen Luo said lightly, "I'll give you three days!"

"In three days, Derry City will host its first Easter Valentine's Day!"

"Is there a problem?"

Malza lay down on the ground, and gave a dull reply: "Dear God, your expectation is Malza's lifelong pursuit."

"Oh well."

"Three days later, I will wait and see."

"If you do well, the **** will naturally reward you; if you make a mistake, don't do it, you great elder!"

Malza quickly responded: "Your loyal servant is willing to use all his lifespan to guarantee that God will be satisfied."

…

Walking out of the temple, the humble smile on Malzana's face immediately darkened.

what to do?

The new **** is in the position, and I don't know the other person's temper, so I have to try my best to maximize my favorability, take care of everything, and say some nice words.

However, this is to be done responsibly!

Having been the Great Elder in Derry City for decades, Malza has rich experience in dealing with God.

They may have different preferences, or they may have different personalities, but one thing is the same.

That is, I am fascinated by the legends I wrote!

At this time, if you dare to say that this story is not good, and it is not suitable to promote it as a festival, the former elder who was thrown into the fire pit before him is the best example.

He is a mortal and has no room to comment on this kind of matter.

All that needs to be done is to work hard.

At worst, there is one more article in the city's laws: one year in prison for not participating in the celebration!

But this time, he was a little confused.

Malza thinks he has read a lot of myths and legends, not only those spread in Derry City, but also some festival legends in other cities.

In private, he would also comment on some fairy tales and classify them into top, middle and bottom.

But it happens that the story I saw today has never been seen before.

The protagonist is not a god!

The subject is not the greatness of God!

Forbidden love of high and low!

Can this kind of story really make a festival happen?

Malza shook his head, sighed deeply, and walked towards the presbytery.

A person's anxiety is called depression.

The anxiety of a group of people is called the big environment.

He needs someone to share it with now!

…

"Great Elder, no way." The gray-robed elder looked at "Romeo and Juliet" in his hand, with a mournful face, "There are no gods in this story, so how can it be considered a legend?"

"That's right, how can a witch's daughter fall in love with a slave?" Another witch in gray robe said coldly.

"Why don't you go discuss it with the gods and change the story?" The third wizard gray robe suggested to Marza.

Malza snorted coldly when he heard the gray robes' discussion.

"Gods only want results!"

"Don't try to change the will of the gods, think about how to do it, you stupid groundhogs!"

"If you think you can't do it, get ready to lose all your longevity and turn into a dead bone now!"

Malza's words were like a cold wind blowing through the elders' courtyard, making all the elders' hearts tremble.

Why don't you try?

"Contact the surrounding tribes!" Malza rubbed his brows, "It's really impossible, let them send people into the city to brighten up the atmosphere."

"Everyone will be given ten days' rations, and they will be happy!"

"As for the cost..."

Malza sighed again: "The first order of the New God, we must do it well!"

"More than others, let's share it!"

The elders frowned slightly, but they couldn't think of a better way, so they all nodded silently.

Occasionally someone would look at the manuscript, and they would be disdainful in their hearts.

Humph, what a bad story.

Love, is that a thing?

…

"Xiao Luozi, Xiao Luozi, I overheard it."

In the temple, Yinggou, who followed Malza invisibly, trotted back to the temple, pulled Chen Luo by the corner of his clothes, stepped on his feet and said, "They don't like your story at all!"

"We're discussing spending money to buy people to fill the show."

"Do you want to teach them a lesson?"

Before Chen Luo could speak, a group of Bodhisattvas who had been meditating in the corner of the temple suddenly opened their eyes: "They actually look down on Buddha's articles?"

"Buddha, the poor monk is willing to argue with them!"

Chen Luo quickly waved his hand and said with a smile, "No, no, master."

"Those old people have been aloof for a long time, so naturally they can't feel the beauty of love."

"And from their standpoint, they will not accept cross-class unions, and even resist them!"

"The audience for that story wasn't them in the first place!"

"They just need to be able to send the article out step by step."

A group of Bodhisattvas nodded and put their palms together and said, "Buddhas are merciful and don't care about the attitude of one person at a time. The poor monk admires it."

Chen Luo blushed and coughed dryly.

Yinggou seemed to see what Chen Luo was thinking, and said to the party: "Old monk, what you said is wrong."

"Anyway, if the effect is not good, it means that they can't do their job well. It's not difficult to change a group of elders!"

"Little Luozi, let me write this down for you first!"

"As long as there are three jujube cakes, you can deal with them when you leave!"

Chen Luo pinched Yinggou's small face, and held a small meat ball: "It's free, but don't worry about it. As long as you are obedient, I will give you the stone milk that still has a thousand years to make fat. "

As he spoke, Chen Luo waved his hand, and a small bowl appeared in his hand, and the white milky substance in the bowl gave off a burst of fragrance.

Before Yinggou could grab it, Chen Luo took the small bowl back into the storage order.

"Okay, as long as you are good, I will eat it for you!"

Yinggou hurriedly knelt and sat on the ground, cute. jpg!

Only one group of Bodhisattvas raised their brows.

If I read it right just now, it should be just an ordinary bowl of bean curd in the world, right?

Buddha's thousand-year curd milk!

You can buy a bowl for three pennies... No, there must be something special about putting the Buddha in the storage order.

At least three taels of silver for a bowl!

It's just that he bullied King Yinggou so much... You can't blame the Buddha, after all, he has too much contact with the Confucianism, and the heart of the Confucianism can't find a second color if you put a hundred of them together.

It's still good for Buddhism!

It is necessary to let the Buddhas get in touch with their Buddhism more.

Thinking of this, the party suddenly felt that there was a long way to go, and they still needed to work hard!

…

After finishing the discussion at the Elder's House, Malza returned to his mansion.

The well-behaved little daughter Nilu has been waiting at home for a long time.

Every time Malza finished his work in the elders' home, Nilu would rub his head for his old father to relax. This was the case when he was a child, so Nilu was also Malza's favorite.

Malza even called Nilu the pearl of Derry City, and rejected the marriage proposals of several witch families.

In his opinion, no one who is worthy of his little Nilu has yet appeared!

Back in the study, feeling his little daughter's soft hands rubbing his temples on both sides, Malza's tense emotions suddenly relaxed.

"Father, did you encounter any difficulties?" Nilu asked. Since she was a child, she has never seen her father with such a headache.

"That's right, our previous **** was killed. Now it is a new **** who is in charge of our life and death!" Malza said casually.

"Ah? Can gods be killed too?" Nilu was obviously frightened by the news, and her movements froze for a moment.

"That's right, this one is already the fourth **** that my father and I serve in Derry City!" Malza sighed softly, "However, the change of **** has no effect on you!"

"Click it again for father, after lunch, I'm going to get busy."

Hearing Malza's order, Nilu nodded and increased the strength of her hand, and Malza also fell asleep slowly under the service of her daughter, snoring softly.

At this moment, Nilu stopped the movement in her hands, and her eyes fell on the manuscript brought back by Malza.

"Well, is it news about the new god?"

Nilu picked up the manuscript curiously, turned over the first page, and couldn't leave her eyes suddenly.

She sat down beside Malza and looked at it seriously.

…

Malza had a dream.

He dreamed that he angered the gods, was deprived of all his lifespan, and turned into a pile of dry bones.

And after he died, his family property was divided equally by those greedy guys, and even his most cherished pearl, Nilu, became their plaything.

He heard Nilu's mournful cry.

"No!" Malza suddenly opened his eyes and woke up from the dream.

"Huh... so it was a dream." Malza breathed a sigh of relief, and at this moment, the familiar crying sound was still in his ears.

The crying made Malza's heart tense, he turned his head quickly, and saw Nilu squatting in the corner, tears streaming down his face.

"Xiao Nilu, what's wrong?" Malza asked.

"Sorry, Father, did I wake you up?" Nilu realized that Malza had woken up at this moment, and said quickly, "I was too fascinated by this story and didn't notice you."

"Story?" Marza was stunned for a moment, and then he found that Nilu was holding the manuscript given to him by the gods.

"You mean this "Romeo and Juliet"? Is it so beautiful?" Seeing Nilu's reaction, Malza was very surprised and asked quickly.

"Yes, father!" Nilu nodded quickly, "This is the most beautiful and touching story I have ever read!"

"Much more interesting than those legends."

"Father, is it the same as in the story, Valentine's Day is going to be held?"

"What day exactly?"

"On that day, I will call my friends, wear the most beautiful dress, walk through the streets and alleys of Derry City, and pray for Romeo and Juliet!"

"Then, celebrate their resurrection with everyone!"

As she said that, Nilu nodded with self-confidence: "Well, I can't wait!"

Malza looked at Nilu, and was stunned for a moment.

As her most beloved little daughter, Nilu has naturally read many legends, and she is extremely tired of those countless festivals.

Unexpectedly, she was full of anticipation for a festival just after reading this story once.

Did I overlook something?

"Father?" Nilu called out to Malza, who was in deep thought, and Malza finally realized it.

Who cares, if even his own daughter has expectations, then other people should have them too!

Perhaps this time, the gods will be satisfied!

Thinking of this, Malza hugged Nilu hard and kissed her on the forehead.

"Well done, my daughter."

"You did Father a great favor!"

"Three days later, it will be Valentine's Day. Father will prepare the most gorgeous clothes in the whole city for you, and let my pearl shine again in Derry City!"

"No!" Nilu shook her head, "If possible, please allow me to patrol the city."

"I want to play Juliet!"

Marza was stunned for a moment. Often such festivals and celebrations of gods and legends would have special people dressed up as the characters in the story, performing the plots in the story on a cart pulled by pack animals, accompanied by singing and dancing, and parading around the city .

In the past, my daughter hated this kind of work the most. In her opinion, it was boring.

I didn't expect that this time I would take the initiative to invite Ying.

It seems that this story is really outstanding for Nilu!

"Yes, my daughter," Malza said, "I will make your wish come true."

"Now, I'm going to work!"

After speaking, Malza turned around and quickly ran out of the study.

It's just that Malza didn't see it. After he left, his favorite girl lay in front of the desk, and said with longing in her tearful eyes, "I'm looking forward to a love like Juliet's."

"I don't know if the little coachman will come today?"

…

evening.

An article said to be from the hand of the gods was circulated in the city of Derry, and set off a craze among the young people.

What? The protagonist is not a god? Stimulate!

What? The subject is to sing the praises of free love? So exciting!

What? Written about forbidden love across ranks? It's so exciting!

The book spread almost like a gust of wind.

And the most surprising thing is that among them, the people who had the biggest response to this book were the inferior people who are not very active in participating in festivals on weekdays!

In order to be able to see this book for the first time, they began to collect money to buy manuscripts for the first time.

It is said that there was a spectacle in the city where a Sheren and a Moren sat together at the same time and read a book together!

It's just the sad ending, which makes everyone who reads it unable to calm down for a long time.

There is only one voice in everyone's heart.

To revive them!

Be sure to revive them!

…

"Mo Sha, let's elope!" A crying female voice came from a gorgeous carriage, and Mo Sha, who was driving the carriage outside, paused the whip in his hand.

"Miss, please don't make such jokes with Mosha." Mosha smiled wryly, "You are a noble witch, your father is a gray-robed elder in Derry City, and I am just a servant who drives a horse."

"If your father knew you said such things, he would beat me to death!"

"Don't you love me?" The curtain of the carriage opened, revealing a gorgeously dressed woman. It's just that the skirt, which was originally a plus size, was held tight by the woman.

When she moved like this, the carriage shook instantly, and even the horse pulling the carriage screamed twice.

The woman looked at the handsome groom in front of her with piercing eyes: "I am willing to go with you."

"If you never betray, dependent life and death I will!"

Mo Sha smiled softly: "Miss, don't move around, the carriage will fall apart."

"Moreover…"

"Miss, if you elope with me, you won't be able to run two miles in one night!"

"According to the ruts of the carriage, we will be found soon." Mosha shook his head, "After all, there are not many reinforced carriages in the city!"

"Hmph, since you are not interested in me, why did you show me this story." The woman who was rejected by Mosha humorously didn't get angry, but took out the "Romeo and Juliet" from behind her.

"It also made me cry a lot!" the woman complained in a low voice.

"Miss, you can't wrong people for nothing." Mo Sha said helplessly, "It's the gods in the temple who lied to your tears, not me, a little groom."

"How could I have the ability to write such a story!"

"All in all, Miss, don't say anything about elopement." Mo Sha added, "Otherwise your Mo Sha may never be able to drive you again!"

"Sit still, we'll be at Miss Nilu's house soon!"

The woman pulled the curtain of the car and said faintly: "I knew it, you don't like me at all."

"You are in love with the pearl of our Derry City, Nilu!"

"Give me this book so that I can show her to test her mind!"

Mo Sha's whipping hand stopped in the air again, this time he did not deny what the woman in the car said.

"You're overthinking. Nilu's father is the Great Elder of Deli City. If you want to read the story, she should be one of the first people in the city to see. Why do you need me to bring her!"

"Mosha, drive your car well."

"No matter how good love is, it's just a written story!"

"It's all a lie!"

"Even if Nilu really agrees to you, what can you do?"

"You can't get out of Derry City at all!"

"The energy of the Great Elder is much stronger than my father!"

Mo Sha's expression became depressed, he nodded, and sighed insignificantly.

"Thank you miss."

Mosha replied softly.

…

shrine.

Chen Luo seemed to sense something, and his brows twitched slightly.

"Xiao Luozi, Xiao Luozi, what's wrong?" Yinggou asked with sharp eyes, noticing Chen Luo's strangeness.

A smile appeared on Chen Luo's face.

"Sure enough, the mood in the city has picked up."

With that said, Chen Luo walked towards the balcony of the temple, overlooking the entire Derry City, feeling that emotion carefully.

"Sadness, but mixed emotions of hope." Chen Luo nodded, "It's all the sour smell of love!"

Immediately, he sensed a force of rules falling on him, and the lifespan he could mobilize seemed to be growing rapidly.

It was less than 2 million years ago, after I injected 500,000 years of life into the fetal tree, now there are only more than 1.4 million years, but in a blink of an eye, the original quota has been restored, and even directly broke through two years. million years.

And the upward momentum has not stopped.

2.1 million, 2.2 million, 2.3 million...

In just a few breaths, this number exceeds three million years. By this time, the soaring momentum has slowed down, but it is still rising steadily.

"My guess is not wrong." Chen Luo confirmed in his heart, "The true feelings from the heart, the gold content is much more important than the superficial emotions."

"It's interesting." Chen Luo raised his head and looked at the sky.

What Fang Tiandao pursued here turned out to be the hearts of the mortals!

It seems that Fang Tiandao is really destined to be with him...

"In this case, on Valentine's Day three days later, let's throw another blockbuster!" Chen Luo touched his chin, and a new idea popped up in his mind!

…

Time passed quickly, and three days passed in a flash.

The whole Derry City is full of festive atmosphere.

During these three days, orders are sent from the temple every day, constantly raising the atmosphere of Valentine's Day.

On the first day, the whole city was full of fiery red flowers. God made a decree that a man pick flowers and give them to a woman. As long as the woman accepts, if the two get married in the future, please ask the fetal tree to give birth to a child, and the life of the fetal fruit baby will be increased by one year. It doesn't wait five years!

The next day, the gods issued a decree that all food, drink, and entertainment items will be half priced on the second one on Valentine's Day!

Now, this is the third day, and it is also the last day before Valentine's Day, and everyone is looking forward to what will be ordered by the temple.

To be honest, they have lived for so many years and experienced so many festivals, and this is the first time they have seen such a **** who can be healthy.

At this time, in the temple, Chen Luo was announcing to Malza the activity plan for the third day.

After these few days of fermentation, the lifespan that Chen Luo can control has reached seven million years.

There are still more than one million years left, even if you control 10% of the authority!

If you rush tomorrow on Valentine's Day, maybe you can get 20% of the permissions.

Therefore, the atmosphere of Valentine's Day is very important.

Therefore, Chen Luocai only issued one decree every day, instead of all at once.

It's the sense of anticipation that's needed.

The emotions brought about by the sense of anticipation are much more durable and precious than the emotions that arise suddenly.

"Love is the instinct of life and should not be restrained."

"However, the barriers between different races are the general trend, and I can't change it!"

"Only with minor changes."

"Preach the will of God."

"On Valentine's Day, all legitimate love should be blessed."

"On this day, people of different levels who love each other can be together openly, and no one is allowed to make things difficult for them in Deli City!"

"Only one day a year! This is a respect for love."

"On this day, the fetal tree is closed, and no request for birth will be accepted!"

After Chen Luo finished speaking, he nodded in his heart.

Thank you Cowherd and Weaver Girl for your inspiration!

Malza opened his mouth wide, looked at the young **** on the throne, and froze in place for a moment.

Do you think this order is reasonable... He actually allowed the forbidden love across levels to be transferred from paper to reality, how can this work?

But you are saying that the order is unreasonable... it can only be for such a day, and the embryo tree is closed on this day, but other people are not allowed to make things difficult. According to the right of God, why not!

But I always feel that something is weird.

…

Soon, the will of the third **** spread throughout Deli City.

Like Malza's reaction, most people fell into astonishment!

But immediately afterwards, there were earth-shattering cheers!

Many people lay down in the direction of the temple.

…

"The third decree, is it actually like this?" Nilu, who was trying on tomorrow's parade costume, was surprised when she heard the news from the maid.

Then, she rolled her eyes and said to the maid, "Go."

"Go to Miss Mika's house, ask Miss Mika, and tell me that I want to borrow his coachman to go on a cruise with me."

"Let that Mosha play Romeo!"

The maid was a servant, and when she heard Nilu's order, she looked distressed: "Miss, is this... suitable?"

"Why isn't it appropriate?" Nilu raised her mouth, "The gods said that on this day, people from different levels can be together in a fair manner."

"Then as a performer, shouldn't you find a real slave?"

"Father is the Great Elder. As my father's daughter, I must be the first to support all decisions made by the gods."

"Go!"

"Ah! Yes!" The maid hurriedly left, while Nilu looked at her beautiful self in the mirror and sighed, "Is it only one day?"

"Then cherish and celebrate this holiday!"

…

At this time, tens of thousands of miles away, in the capital of the kingdom of witches, an ancient **** opened his eyes.

"In the southwestern border, in Derry City, a **** is rising."

"I smell taboo!"

"It's the same as the mysterious woman who entered Shouyuan Lake before."

"Go check it out!"

I know you want to see ginseng fruit.

But the dungeon has to have a beginning and an end, and the pace is already speeding up, so give 80,000 a little more time. UU reading

It can also be seen from the beginning of the dungeon that Bawan does have a little ambition, and wants to give the readers something new, some new feelings.

The meaning of this dungeon, in addition to consummating the Netherworld, also intends to embed some foreshadowing of the ancient witch clan and Tianwai. Under the world view of the big world, these two pieces cannot be explained.

Although Bawan really made the settings with great care, the feedback was not good, and it was indeed a bit frustrating.

The writing is not halfway and the middle way is dying.

The 80,000 is also being adjusted, and this copy will end at the earliest midweek and at the latest weekend.

Apologies to dissatisfied readers here.

Bow to the readers who encouraged 80,000.

Send a greeting to the readers of the book.

Still love you guys.

mwah!