Ushering In The Internet Era In The Magical World Chapter 48: I met Ajaf.

　　Old Nonghal carried the iron plow and hurried to the village in a hurry.

　　I saw a group of idlers returning from busy farming a long way, gathering at the entrance of the village and chatting, which made the old farmer Hal more excited.

　　 He desperately wants to share with everyone what he has learned today.

　　 He can guarantee that his encounter today will surprise them all.

　　 Thinking of the big guy's shocked and envied expression, the old farmer Halton gained three points of strength, and his feet became more vigorous.

　　 "Hey, old Hal, why did you come back so late?"

　　 hasn't approached, there is already someone shouting at the entrance of the village.

　　 Looking around, a group of villagers gathered under the old locust tree, in the autumn wind, with their sleeves in their hands and their heads shrunk, chattering there.

　　 Occasionally, words such as "empire", "consultant", and "policy" float over.

　　 Speaking of it, since the imperial mage master sent people to spread interconnected magic to the village, the change is really not a little bit.

　　 If you are far away, just talk about the people at the entrance of the village!

　　 When there was no Internet before, what did everyone talk about together?

　　The West Widow went to someone’s house to borrow pot again today;

　　 The daughter-in-law of the host family is making trouble again;

　　 Nan's dishonest son is going crazy and beating Laozi again today.

　　Because the fence took up three points, the Beijia fought with neighbors.

　　 In short, it's all trivial things.

　　 is fine now, who is still talking about this?

　　 The news on the Internet is the same every day, it's called a variety of things, it is dazzling to see, and people are crazy to hear!

　　Up to the change of empire policy;

　　Where is the nobleman who has been sacked by all the gates;

　　 go down to the city to reduce the price of food;

　　 all kinds of news, I can’t come by at all.

　　Especially on the imperial policy, the adults in the village always like to talk, as if they are very knowledgeable, expert, and wise.

　　 "Hal, let me tell you, those barren fields should not be plowed, and you will be struggling. When the harvest comes, they will be taken away by the noble master!"

　　 "Yes, yes! With that strength, it is better to order a variety of mallows in front of and behind the house."

　　 When the old farmer Haar approached, the villagers persuaded him.

　　Old farmer Hal waved his hand repeatedly and turned off the topic: "Hey, I told you something, guess who I saw today?"

　　"Who? Could it be Master Master?"

　　"Mercenary?"

　　A group of idlers talked a lot, and some people's eyes lit up:

　　"Isn't it the Erni of Daga Village, I heard she is old and beautiful!"

　　Old farmer Hal shook his head when he heard the words.

　　 "Hey, who is it?"

　　 "Say quickly? Stop selling off!"

　　 Seeing the curiosity of the big guy being aroused again and again, the old farmer Haer looked mysterious and said: "Can't guess? I tell you, it is Lord Ajaf."

　　 "Ajaf? Is this name a bit familiar?"

　　 "Hey, don't tell me, I'm familiar with it."

　　 "Who?"

　　The expressions of all the villagers were blank.

　　 Someone seems to have guessed who, with an unbelievable look: "Could it be the Lord Ajaf who created the Hardy Black Valley?"

　　 "It's him!" Old farmer Hal patted his thigh, his expression was agitated and proud.

　　 He eagerly awaits everyone's envy and jealousy.

　　 Never thought, everyone looked at each other when they heard the words, and then burst into laughter.

　　 "Hahaha..."

　　 "Hal, you can really make a joke!"

　　 "Master Ajaf lives in Willis, how come you come to our poor country?"

　　 "It's not!"

　　 Everyone laughed, and their faces were full of disbelief.

　　Old Nonghal is anxious.

　　"Really, don’t believe me. He is sitting on a horse-drawn carriage like this, with two horses drawn by one horn. There are hundreds of cavalry in front of him and a large group of people behind."

　　" After he got out of the car, he asked me if the land belonged to my family. He also told me that the broad-leaved mallow was not cold-resistant. After this crop was harvested, it could not be harvested later. I specifically asked a soldier, The younger brother said he is Lord Ajaf."

　　 "By the way, he is young, as big as Ergodan, estimated to be in his twenties, with black hair, black eyes, and white robe,"

　　 Old Nonghal made some incoherent explanations, making gestures and descriptions. The gestures and gestures seemed to be true.

　　 "Impossible, how did Master Ajaf pass by us?"

　　 "That's it!"

　　 "Really, why don't you believe me?"

　　 "Stop fighting, should we ask on the Internet?" Someone presided over the fair.

　　 "Good, good, this is a good idea."

　　 The big guys applauded in unison, and the literate villagers immediately summoned out the Internet. They used up a lot of energy and posted a post on the local forum.

　　 "No, you have to go to the Willis forum and ask, who knows what?"

　　 "This is reasonable."

　　 Everyone made suggestions, and the man hurriedly posted in Willis.

　　 Originally, the big guy thought that someone would have to wait for someone to reply, but he never thought that soon after the post was posted, someone replied.

　　 even includes local forums.

　　 "Envy, you may have really met Lord Ajaf, he is escorting the Vise mission back to China, and he happened to pass by us."

　　 "Coincidentally, I also saw the Viasi mission during the day, but unfortunately I didn't see Lord Ajaf! Alas!"

　　 "Master Ajaf has black hair, dark eyes, and he is in his twenties. This feature is rare in our empire. I heard that he has the blood of demons and demons are often accompanied by him."

　　"The upstairs babble, Master Ajaf is obviously a Summoning Magician. It is normal to have demons around him."

　　 There are more and more replies like this.

　　Someone shared that they met the Viasi mission;

　　Someone discussed the purpose of Lord Ajaf’s mission;

　　 There are also people who speculate about the appearance characteristics that Mr. Ajaf rarely see;

　　 The villagers who saw these replies were completely dumbfounded.

　　"I Di Lao Niang, Hal, you...You, did you really meet Lord Ajaf?!!!"

　　 Everyone looked at the old farmer Hal in shock, their faces full of envy.

　　 In the eyes of the imperial farmer, who has the highest prestige, I am afraid it is Lord Ajaf!

　　He is the **** of agriculture who has saved countless people from suffering and living!

　　 can meet his old man, tell me, how great is this honor?

　　For a time, Old Nonghal became the center of the crowd, and everyone asked about the details of his encounter with Ajaf.

　　How old is the team? how many people? What did Master Ajaf say? Asking poorly, that's called a thorough questioning.

　　 Old Nonghal flushed with excitement in the process of questioning, and spit wildly to describe it.

　　 even made up a few details of the meeting out of thin air.

　　 For example, Master Ajaf praised him for planting broadleaf mallow;

　　 also talked to him cordially and taught him how to plant broad-leaved mallow.

　　 attracts envy and hatred from everyone.

　　The atmosphere at the entrance of the village became more heated.

　　 until a group of peasant women rushed in, not only interrupted the happy atmosphere among the people, but also made everyone's mood drastically changed and fell from heaven to hell.

　　 "It's not good! It's not good! Spencer and the others are lost and can't find their way back to the village."

　　 "What? Lost?"

　　"Yes, they called and said they were chasing an elk, and they accidentally ran away. After they hit the elk, they found that they were lost. Look, it’s dark this day. What can I do? Yo?!"

　　The peasant women stomped their feet in anxious manner, and tears were coming out.

　　 Don’t look at the nearby beasts being killed by hunters in their villages, but this does not mean that the forest at night is safe.

　　 You should know that many beasts, especially Warcraft, are nocturnal animals~IndoMTL.com~ It’s not until night that they become active.

　　 There is no absolute strength. To spend the night in the forest is a gambling!

　　 "Don't panic, don't panic, I'll ask Pencer." An old hunter quickly comforted.

　　 He turned on the Internet and talked to Spencer and asked about the features of the surrounding landscape.

　　 I’m sorry, because they chased the elk too eagerly, Spencer and others didn’t pay attention to the features of the topography at all along the way.

　　 At night, the visibility is less than ten steps. Even if the Internet has updated the lighting function recently, it is impossible to find a way out.

　　 Even because of the lighting, it attracts attacks from beasts.

　　 "Oh, what can I do? What can I do?"

　　The women are like ants on a hot pan, turning round and round.

　　 "Should we go to the noble lord and send someone to find?"

　　"Don't count on them, when have you seen the noble master save someone?"

　　 "I'll look for it! I'm familiar with the mountains." The old hunter gritted his teeth and spoke.

　　 "No, they have already been planted in it, can't you plant it in again?" Someone objected.

　　 "This is not okay, that's not okay, then what should I do? Please God?" The old hunter looked ugly.

　　 The entrance to the village became more and more flustered, and there were even old women who panicked and prayed to the only Internet **** who knew about it.

　　Old Nonghal looked at the chaotic villagers, listened to the old hunter’s impatient words, and watched the women’s prayers. When his eyes fell on the Internet screen, a bold idea suddenly appeared.

　　 "I have a way!"

　　 "What way?"

　　 "Use it..."

　　In the hope of everyone, the old farmer Haer suddenly pointed to the virtual scroll of the Internet.