Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 702: Love, this **** sour smell

Half an hour later.

Chen Luo sat on the high **** seat, looking at Malza who was lying on the ground and giving a big salute, his face was solemn.

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

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

"Any questions?"

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

"Alright then."

"Three days from now, I'll see."

"If you do well, the **** will reward you; if you make mistakes, don't do it!"

Marza responded quickly: "Your loyal servant is willing to use all the life yuan to guarantee, and it will definitely satisfy the gods."

…

Out of the temple, the humble smile on Marza's face immediately darkened.

What should I do?

The new **** is in the position, and I don't know the temperament of the other party, so I have to try my best to increase my favorability. I will take care of everything and say some nice words.

However, this is responsible!

Having been the Grand Elder in Deli City for decades, Marza has a wealth of experience in dealing with God.

They may have different preferences or different personalities, but they have one thing in common.

That is, very intoxicated with the legends and stories written by myself!

At this time, if you dare to say that this story is not good and not suitable for publicity as a holiday celebration, the former great elder who was thrown into the fire pit is the best example.

This kind of thing, he is a mortal, and there is no room for his beak.

All that needs to be done is to work hard.

The big deal is one more city law: one year in prison for not coming to the festival!

But this time, he was a little lost.

Marza thinks he has read a lot of myths and legends, not only in Deli City, but also some festival legends in other cities.

Privately, he will also judge some myths and stories and classify them as top, middle and bottom.

But the story I saw today has really never been seen.

The protagonist is not a god!

The subject is not the greatness of God!

The Forbidden Love of the High and the Low!

Can this kind of story really make a festival happen?

Marza shook his head, sighed deeply, and walked towards the Council of Elders.

A person's anxiety is called depression.

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

He now needs someone to share!

…

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

"Yes, how could the witch's daughter fall in love with the Liren?" Another witch man, Gray Robe, said coldly.

"Would you like to... go and discuss with the gods and change the story?" The third witch, Gray Robe, suggested to Malza.

Malza snorted coldly as she listened to the discussion of the gray robes.

"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 life and become a dead bone now!"

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

Then why don't you try?

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

"Everyone gets ten days of rations, and they'll be happy!"

"As for the cost..."

Marza sighed again: "The first command of the new god, we must do it well!"

"Let's share more than others!"

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

Occasionally someone will look at the manuscript with disdain.

Hmph, what a broken story.

Love, is that a thing?

…

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

In the shrine, Yinggou, who followed Malza in stealth, trotted back to the shrine, pulled Chen Luo's clothes, and said, "They don't like your story at all!"

"I'm discussing spending money to buy people to fill the scene."

"Should I teach them a lesson?"

Without waiting for Chen Luo to speak, a group of Bodhisattvas who had been meditating in the corner of the temple suddenly opened their eyes: "They actually look down on the Buddha's article?"

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

Chen Luo quickly waved his hand and said with a smile, "No, no, Master doesn't have to do this."

"Those old men, who have been high above for a long time, naturally can't feel the beauty of love."

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

"The audience for that story wasn't them!"

"As long as they can get their articles out in a step-by-step manner."

A group of Bodhisattvas nodded and said, "Buddhas are merciful, don't care about the attitude of one person at a time, and poor monks admire them."

Chen Luo blushed and coughed dryly.

Yinggou seemed to see Chen Luo's thoughts, and said to the line: "Old monk, you are wrong."

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

"Xiao Luozi, let me record this for you first!"

"As long as three pieces of sour jujube cake, when you leave, forehead will deal with it!"

Chen Luo pinched Yinggou's little face, and held a small meatball: "It's free for you, but don't be too busy. You just need to be obedient, and I still have stone milk that can only be curdled for thousands of years. You eat."

Speaking, Chen Luo waved his hand, a small bowl appeared in his hand, and the white milky substance in the bowl emitted a fragrance.

Without waiting for Yinggou to grab it, Chen Luo took the small bowl back into the storage order.

"Alright, as long as you're good, I'll give it to you!"

Yinggou hurriedly knelt down on the ground, cute.jpg!

Only one line of Bodhisattvas raised their brows.

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

Buddha's Millennium Condensed Stone Milk!

Three pennies can buy a bowl... No, there must be something special about allowing the Buddha to put it in the storage order.

At least three taels of silver a bowl!

Just bullying King Yinggou like this... I can't blame the Buddha entirely. After all, he has too much contact with the Confucian sect, and the Confucian sect's heart, even if a hundred pieces are put together, can't find a second color.

It's still good for Buddhism!

Let Buddhist disciples have more contact with their Buddhists.

Thinking of this matter, I immediately felt that there is still a long way to go, and I still need to work hard!

…

After the deliberation from the House of Elders, Malza returned to his mansion.

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

Every time Marza finished her work in the elders' home, Nilu would rub her head with her old father to relax. This was the case since she was a child, so Nilu was also the favorite of Marza.

Malza even called Nilu the jewel of Deli City, rejecting the offers of several witch families.

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

Returning to the study, feeling the soft hands of the little daughter rubbing against his temples, Marza's tense mood suddenly relaxed.

"Father, did you encounter any difficulties?" Nilu asked. Growing up, she had never seen her father with such a headache.

"Yeah, our former **** was killed. Now a new **** is in charge of our life and death!" Malza said casually.

"Ah? Can gods be killed too?" Nilu was obviously frightened by the news, her hands stopped for a while.

"Yes, this is already the fourth **** my father serves in Deli City!" Malza sighed softly, "But the change of gods has no effect on you!"

"Press again for my father. After lunch, I'm going to get busy."

Hearing Marza's order, Nilu nodded and increased her strength, and Marza slowly fell asleep under the service of her daughter, snoring lightly.

At this time, Nilu stopped the movement in her hands, and her eyes fell on the manuscript that Marza brought back.

"Well, is it news about the New God?"

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

She sat down beside Malza and watched carefully.

…

Marza had a dream.

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

And after his death, his property was evenly divided 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 his dream.

"Huh...it turned out to be a dream." Malza breathed a sigh of relief, but at this moment, the familiar cry still rang in his ears.

The cry made Marza's heart tighten, and she turned her head quickly to see Nilu squatting in the corner, tears streaming down her face.

"Little Nilu, what's wrong?" Malza said.

"Sorry, father, did I wake you up?" Nilu realized that Malza was awake at this time, and said quickly, "I was so fascinated by this story that I didn't notice you."

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

"You mean this "Romeo and Juliet"? It's so beautiful?" Looking at 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 seen!"

"More interesting than those legends."

"Father, is it Valentine's Day as the story says?"

"What day exactly?"

"That day I will call my friend, wear the most beautiful dress, walk through the streets of Deli City, and pray for Romeo and Juliet!"

"Then, celebrate their resurrection with all of them!"

Speaking, Nilu nodded affirmatively again: "Well, I can't wait!"

Malza looked at Nilu and was stunned for a while.

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

Unexpectedly, she only read this story once and was full of anticipation for a festival.

Did you ignore something?

"Father?" Nilu called out to the contemplative Malza, and Malza finally responded.

Who cares, even his own daughter is looking forward to it, so others should also have it!

Maybe this time, the gods will be satisfied!

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

"Well done, my daughter."

"You did Dad a big favor!"

"In three days, it will be Valentine's Day. Father will prepare you the most gorgeous clothes in the city, and let my pearl shine again in Deli City!"

"No!" Nilu shook her head, "If possible, please let me participate in the city tour."

"I'm going to play Juliet!"

Marza was stunned for a moment. Often, in festival celebrations such as gods and legends, special people would dress up as characters in the story, and perform the plot of the story in a cart pulled by a pack animal, accompanied by singing and dancing. Tour 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 ask Ying.

Looks like this story is really good for Nilu!

"Okay, my daughter," Marza said. "I'll make your wish come true."

"Now, I'm going to work!"

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

It's just that Marza didn't see it. After he left, his palm was lying in front of the desk, and his tearful eyes were full of longing: "I look forward to Juliet's love."

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

…

Evening.

An article said to have come from the gods spread around Deli and created a buzz among young people.

What? Isn't the protagonist a god? Stimulate!

What? Is the subject a love that celebrates freedom? So exciting!

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

The book spread almost like a gust of wind.

And the most surprising thing is that the people who responded the most to this book were actually low-level people who were not very active in participating in festivals on weekdays!

In order to be able to see the book for the first time, they began to pool money to buy the manuscript for the first time.

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

It's just the sad ending that makes everyone who has read it unable to calm down for a long time.

There is only one voice in all people's hearts.

To resurrect them!

Be sure to resurrect them!

…

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

"Miss, please don't make such a joke with Mosha." Mosha smiled bitterly, "You are a noble witch, your father is the gray-robed elder of Deli City, and I'm just a horse driver. people."

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

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

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

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

"If you don't leave me, I will live and die!"

Mosha smiled gently: "Miss, don't move, the carriage will fall apart."

"Again..."

"Miss, if you run away 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 don't have any interest in me, why are you showing me this story." The woman who was rejected by Mosha's humor was not angry, but took out the book of "Romeo and Juliet" from behind.

"It also deceived me a lot of tears!" The woman whispered angrily.

"Miss, you can't justly wrong people." Mosha said helplessly, "It's the gods in the temple who lied to your tears, not my little groom."

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

"Anyway, don't say anything about elopement, miss." Mosha added, "or your Mosha may not be able to drive you any more!"

"Sit tight, you'll be at Miss Nilu's house soon!"

The woman pulled the curtains of the car and said faintly, "I knew you didn't like me at all."

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

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

Mosha's whipping hand stopped in midair again, this time he didn't deny the woman in the car.

"You think too much, 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 it to her!"

"Mosha, catch your car."

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

"It's all a lie!"

"Even if Nilu really promises 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 that of my father!"

Mosha's expression became desolate, she nodded, and sighed indistinctly.

"Thank you Miss."

Mosha replied softly.

…

The Temple.

Chen Luo seemed to sense something and frowned slightly.

"Xiao Luozi, Xiao Luozi, what's the matter?" Yinggou's sharp eyes, she noticed Chen Luo's strangeness, and asked quickly.

Chen Luo had a smile on his face.

"Sure enough, the city's mood rose."

Speaking, Chen Luo walked to the balcony of the temple, overlooking the entire Deli City, feeling the emotion carefully.

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

I immediately sensed that the power of a rule fell on me, and the life essence that I could mobilize seemed to be growing rapidly.

In less than 2 million years ago, after injecting 500,000 years of life essence into the fetal tree, it was originally only more than 1.4 million years ago, but in a blink of an eye, the original amount was restored, even directly Break through two million years.

And the upward momentum hasn't stopped.

2.1 million, 2.2 million, 2.3 million...

In just a few breaths, that's more than three million years. By this time, the momentum of the surge has slowed down, but it is still rising steadily.

"My guess is correct." Chen Luo affirmed in his heart, "Real feelings that come from the heart are much more important than superficial emotions."

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

What this Fang Tiandao pursues is actually the people of the mortal world!

It seems that this Fang Tiandao is really related to me...

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

…

Time flies, three days have passed in a flash.

The whole city of Deli is full of festival atmosphere.

During these three days, orders came from the temple daily, raising the spirit of Valentine's Day.

On the first day, the whole city was full of fiery red flowers. The gods ordered the man to pick flowers and give them to the woman. As long as the woman accepts it, if the two marry in the future, please give birth to a tree and give birth to a child, and the life span of the child will increase. One to five years!

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

Now, this is the third day and the last day before Valentine's Day, and everyone is looking forward to what the temple will do.

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 make things right.

At this time, in the temple, Chen Luo was announcing the third day's activity plan to Marza.

After a few days of fermentation, Chen Luoneng's lifespan has reached seven million years.

It's still more than a million years away, even if it controls 10% of the authority!

If you rush tomorrow on Valentine's Day, you might be able to get 20% of the permissions.

So, the mood of Valentine's Day is very important.

Therefore, Chen Luocai only issued one will every day, not all together.

That's what I want.

The emotions that come with anticipation are far more lasting and precious than those that arise suddenly.

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

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

"Just a few changes."

"Preach the will of God."

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

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

"Only one day a year! It's a respect for love."

"On this day, the fetus tree is closed, and no child birth requests are accepted!"

After Chen Luo finished speaking, he gave a thumbs up in his heart.

Thanks to the Cowherd and Weaver Girl for the inspiration!

Marza opened his mouth wide, looking at the young **** on the throne, and was stunned for a while.

You say this order is reasonable... How can he actually allow the trans-hierarchical forbidden love to be transferred from paper to reality?

But you said that the order is unreasonable... It can only be for one day, and this day the fetal tree is closed, it is just not allowed to make things difficult for others. According to the rights of God, why not!

But I always feel weird.

…

Soon, the will of the third God spread throughout the city of Deli.

Like Marza's reaction, most people were taken aback!

But then, there were earth-shattering cheers!

Many people lie down in the direction of the temple.

…

"The third will, is it actually like this?" Nilu, who was trying on the clothes for tomorrow's parade, 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 say I want to borrow his coachman to go on a cruise with me."

"Let that Mosha play Romeo!"

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

"Why is it inappropriate?" Nilu raised her mouth~IndoMTL.com~ The **** said that people of different levels can be together on this day. "

"As a performer, shouldn't I find a real slave?"

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

"Go!"

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

"Then cherish and celebrate this festival!"

…

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

"On the southwestern frontier, Deli City, a **** is rising."

"I smell taboo!"

"Like the mysterious woman who entered Shouyuan Lake before."

"Go check it out!"

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I know you want to see ginseng fruit.

However, the dungeon must have a beginning and an end, and the pace is already accelerating, so give 80,000 more time.

It can be seen from the opening of the copy that Ba Wan does have a little ambition, and wants to give readers something new, some new feelings.

The meaning of this dungeon, in addition to fulfilling the Netherworld, also intends to bury some foreshadowings from the ancient witch clan and the heavens. These two pieces are indescribable under the world view of the big world.

Although 80,000 really set it up with great care, the feedback was not good, and it was really frustrating.

Writing is not half, and the middle is running away.

80,000 is also being adjusted. This dungeon will end in the middle of the week at the earliest and at the weekend at the latest.

Apologies here to unsatisfied readers.

A bow to the 80,000 readers of encouragement.

Send a greeting to readers of the foster book.

I still love you.

Hey!

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