The days passed day by day, and soon, it was less than half a month before God's birthday. The construction of the new district had also taken shape, just like a newly built house. All that was needed was decoration and adding furniture to it.
However, this part of the work is a test of care and skill. Many adventurers are unable to help, and the skilled craftsmen have to do it themselves. Therefore, according to normal estimates, it can be completed five days before the God's birthday. It should be almost done.
After completion, stalls and shops must be allocated to the merchants who smell the money and are pouring in. The stages in the square must be closed for some program rehearsal training. Of course, the most important thing is the morning of the God’s birthday. The highlight - the sacrificial ceremony.
The sacrificial ceremony can be said to be the most important ceremony on the birthday of the god, but it cannot be sloppy at all. In the past, it was fine. After all, the people watching were the camp's own people. Even if there was something wrong, everyone would treat it as if they were their own children. I had the mentality to laugh it off if I made a small mistake, but now, there are countless pairs of guests coming from all over the region to watch.
We must strive to do our best in the four steps of the ceremony, the opening ceremony, the Holy Road ceremony, the Holy Sacrifice ceremony, and the final completion ceremony. And this time, we are very confident.
Because of the tens of thousands of years of dark history of hell's invasion, many documents and etiquette have been lost in the flames of war. Even in the most tragic years, no one organized the birthday of God for thousands of years, until later in the war with hell. During the battle, I barely managed to stand firm, and then I suddenly remembered that I couldn't abandon this most important festival for mankind.
The birthday of the God, which has been forgotten for thousands of years, and the most important rituals. Everyone can only find descriptions of them in books, and then inherit them bit by bit. Naturally, it is impossible to include the details of every ritual in a book. They were all written very clearly, so after being inherited, only seventy-eight percent of the original remains, which is not complete.
But this time is different, because there is a little ghost here. She is a genuine ghost of ten thousand years. She has experienced the birthday of God before the invasion of hell. More importantly, she is a candidate saint and may personally host the birthday of God in the future. Therefore, she knows every detail about God’s birthday better than ordinary people and much more detailed than the words recorded in those books.
With her here, it is no longer impossible to completely recreate the God’s birthday ceremony thousands of years ago. Therefore, I unscrupulously mentioned this matter to Akara, and planned to throw the little ghost to Akara spent the whole day, but the little ghost said unscrupulously that if I wasn't with her, she wouldn't say a word even if I pried her mouth open with pliers.
So, the two of us tragically faced Akara’s foxy smile all day long, as well as all kinds of questions, which were like torture. Even the refreshing water that was served enthusiastically from time to time, in the end, in my eyes, It turned into a "beef rice bowl with the taste of mother" specially prepared for the prisoner to confess. It was really his own fault.
"Stupid Xiaofan~~~~Dan Xiaofan~~~~"
As a result, the next day, the little ghost was holding my neck from behind, and the other hand was randomly pulling out my hair like weeds.
"Don't pull it out, silly egg. What should you do if you really pull it out? What about Dan Xiaofan? A new breed? Me hatched from an egg? Or do you want to lay ghost eggs?"
Not to be outdone, I slapped the little ghost's pert buttocks with my backhand. The elasticity and feel were amazing.
"A ghost egg?" The little ghost tilted his head thoughtfully, then showed a [bright] smile.
"If you want to lay a nest of Xiaofan's eggs, you can make Xiaofan cakes. If you eat them, you can turn into a fool."
"Don't say such cruel words in front of me. You bastard can't even think so in secret. And don't continue to pull out my hair while saying cruel words."
I shivered. Although the ghost eggs were a joke, the words of the little ghost really made people laugh. I am sure that this blackened saint will never be found in any corner of her body. A hint of "maternal love".
Also, why would you become a fool after eating it? Why add this setting to rub salt into the wound?
"Ah, you are still pulling out"
I shed tears of blood. If I pull it out again, I will become a bald man in advance. Bastard, although I haven’t seen any adventurers who are Mediterranean yet, no adventurer will keep a creature that bites him and pulls out his hair from time to time. Holy Ghost, bastard
"Don't worry, if you pull it all out, it will be planted back."
"I don't feel at ease at all. You really treat my hair as weeds, don't you?" I angrily lifted the tea table of my soul.
"So with just some saliva, it will grow out quickly."
"No, my hair doesn't need that kind of questionable nourishment."
Under the oppression of the tyrant saint behind me, my back was as helpless as an old farmer facing the loess.
"Hmph, is this questionable nutrition? Obviously... you are such a cowardly servant. Last night, you tried your best to use... your tongue in this saint's mouth... to do such a bold thing."
After all, the little ghost is no better than the pornographic maid. If the pornographic maid can say something without changing her face, she will stutter and turn red when she puts it in her mouth. "
"Shh, keep your voice down. We are outside now. It would be terrible if anyone hears you."
Seeing what the little ghost said was so explicit, I couldn't help but feel embarrassed. Isn't it said that a day between husband and wife is like three autumns apart? So... ahem, so it's understandable that something like that would be a little more intense. Obviously this idiot saint herself took the initiative to stick out her tongue and say, why is it now that she's saying it as if I gave her to her? Like forced OOXX?
"Since you, an arrogant and idiotic servant, like you so much, I will grant you my wish, ah~~~~"
With a click, the luminous body's good teeth had bitten my head.
"After all, you just want to bite me, right? You just want to find an excuse to bite me, right?"
"Not dead yet, the saint is as stunned as Zi Lalang. (No, this saint is not that kind of person.)"
While chewing on my head, this guy didn't forget to quibble.
"You are not a human being, please don't categorize yourself."
"Click" I bite
Oh oh oh, bastard, are you only allowed to be shady and not allow me to complain?
I threw the little ghost from her back to the front, pinched her cheeks, gently pulled her to both sides, and then kissed her tempting lips.
Today, let this Duke of Beasts teach you what is the correct way to absorb nutrients - Beginner's Chapter
"..."
It's so sad. It seems that my moral integrity has been completely destroyed by the combination of Princess Sanwu and the pornographic maid.
Fortunately, this place is still outside the confines of the Mages Guild not far from home, and there is usually no one around.
By the way, I am going to give the adventurers who are still struggling on the front line of construction a hot milk soup specially prepared by Veras.
The little ghost has been tired of being around me all day, and now, it is also cuddling in my arms and refuses to come down, but it doesn't matter, this luminous body is as familiar as ever, and as long as outsiders are around, she will mostly slip back into the necklace. I peek outside with malicious eyes. Therefore, recently, people often ask me if I am possessed by some evil spirit. Why do I feel a cold and chilly feeling when I get close?
Sorry to make you worry, I am indeed possessed by an evil spirit and am already seriously ill.
After walking around the construction site, all the milk soup on hand was distributed, but I was still looking for someone because...
Humph, I woke up early this morning and made two lunch boxes with my own hands and sent them to Linya and Lena. Since being appointed by Akara as the person in charge of the new area of the camp, Lena will follow her as long as she is in better health. Linya came to inspect together and has fully entered the role of the person in charge.
Proudly, I took out two exquisite wooden boxes from the inventory, held them in my hands, and hummed a little tune.
"Oh~~~~, is the world...the end of the world?"
Inside the necklace, the little ghost's voice was like that of someone who was sleeping soundly on the bed when suddenly the whole house shook violently and his forehead accidentally hit the wall, with a tragic whimper in the panic.
"..."
Doesn’t this stupid ghost know what a disrespectful thing she said? Actually, while I, a singer who aspires to "save the universe with my singing," was practicing the song carefully prepared for God's birthday, I was shouting about the end of the world.
"Is that so? Is it going to be sung on God's birthday?"
After learning the whole story, the little ghost showed perhaps the most confused expression I have seen in the past few years. His beautiful eyes, which could make the Milky Way shine in the darkness, flickered and he couldn't make up his mind.
"Xiao Fan~~~~" A delicate voice with a conspiratorial air sounded.
"It's useless even if the magic loudspeaker is stolen from me. For that moment, I have asked the elves for ten of them."
I don’t know why, even though I, the third stingy person in this camp, promised to buy a magic loudspeaker at ten times the price, I was still sternly rejected by the Mages Guild. As a result, I had no choice but to go to the elves. Artoria is really What a good man, you gave me ten without saying a word, so now I am invincible, hahahaha~~~~~~~~~~~
"Wow"
The little ghost was deeply affected.
"Enemy, enemy"
Suddenly, the little ghost's body flashed like an alarm, and she quickly slipped back into the necklace with a chirp.
"Huh?"
My eyes carefully scanned 360 degrees, but no trace of the enemy was found.
Little Ghost and I have been married for so many years. I can still tell if she is fooling me, so I continue to glance at it. At this glance, there is something extra.
That's right, at 90 degrees in front of me, there suddenly appeared a hunched back. He was bending over, his body almost buried in the ravine, and he raised the hoe high, slowly and stiffly, as if he had exhausted all his strength. , hoe down.
Am I dazzled?
When I glanced at it for the first time, was there this half-dug ravine in front of me, and was there this broken figure cowering in the cold wind and snow, like a slave?
Also, what is going on with this sudden cold wind and blizzard, even though the sun was still high in the sky just now.
My current feeling is like being on a theater stage. I just closed my eyes for a moment, then opened them again, and the surrounding scenery was quickly replaced by another one.
Because my memory is not very good, I didn't dare to confirm it, so I could only cautiously go up and take a look.
"Ugh~~~~~~~~~"
Suddenly, the hunched figure staggered like a candle in the wind, barely holding on to the hoe in her hand to stand still. Suddenly, she coughed up large mouthfuls of blood from her mouth, staining her dirty hands covered with mud. bright red.
"Is it... is it Mr. Wu?"
The figure turned around, and what appeared in front of him was a familiar face, but much older than he remembered.
"Old...old drunkard?"
I took a step back and looked around. Combined with the weird scene just now, I became more and more certain that there was some conspiracy coming towards me.
"Ahem, I haven't seen you for several days, but it feels like many years have passed."
An old drunkard with a stooped waist and a pale face sat on the head of the mud pile and waved to me.
I feel like I have seen this scene on some TV. I want to have a cigarette. Then I take out the photo from my arms and tell me with a happy face, look, the person in the photo is my fiancé. Waiting for this When the war is over and I return to my hometown, I will marry him.
I moved my steps carefully and sat down one meter away from the old drunkard. Feeling unsafe, I moved my butt again, doubling the distance.
"I haven't seen him since we last met at the construction site."
The old drunkard said slowly with a weathered look and the same tone as after many years of absence.
"You've grown a lot too."
"Yes...really?"
This guy must have had his brain burned out.
"I thought... ahem, no one would... be willing to take a look at me, a dying old man."
"..."
No, I didn’t come here specifically to see you. It would be better to say that you suddenly showed up and I was [visited].
"I've been patrolling the construction site these days. Isn't it because you were lazy and went to drink somewhere else?"
I stared at the old drunkard closely, using these sharp words, hoping to make her reveal even a little bit of flaws.
“Cough cough cough cough cough————”
As if he had received a huge blow, the old drunkard coughed violently.
"That's ridiculous, I've been working hard here these days." She looked angrily, and then sighed suddenly.
"Forget it, no wonder you don't believe it. After all, at that time, I was really...sigh."
"Old drunkard, you...are you so hungry that you picked up something strange and ate it, destroying your brain?"
I looked over and looked at the old drunkard's face carefully.
"Forget it, it doesn't matter if you don't believe it. Maybe I wouldn't believe this scene after seeing it a few days ago."
Faced with my sarcastic words, the old drunkard just glanced at me lightly, then turned his head away and looked into the distance, completely assuming the high attitude of an elder treating a junior.
"So, let me ask Elder Kasha, how have you been spending these days, and what kind of ideological awareness have you had?" At this time, the magic loudspeaker on his body came into use.
"These past few days, I have been working and thinking..." The old drunkard lowered her head, burying her complicated face deeply in the shadows.
"Thinking about the past."
"before?"
I was deeply shocked. In my opinion, an old drunkard is the kind of guy who never thinks about what he has done. The evidence is - this guy has done too much. Just recall what he did before. You will be tempted to stick your head upside down in the ground and do something stupid like watering and fertilizing.
"Yes, it's hard to look back on the past. When I look back now, I realize how many stupid things I have done in the past."
I was shocked again.
"Regrets are useless, so from that day on, I decided to change my ways and be a new person."
Looking back, she looked at me with sincere eyes.
"Wu, will you forgive me for my past mistakes?"
"Pay back the money you owe me first, and I will consider it." I reached out decisively.
Kasha: "..."
I:"……"
After a while...
"Yes, such a mistake is not easily forgiven. I have already realized this."
The old drunkard laughed at himself, turned his head away, looked deeply at the gloomy sky with his distant eyes, and said this.
Hey, it feels like the topic has been subtly confused. Is it my imagination?
"But it doesn't matter. I no longer expect to use words to beg for your forgiveness. Instead, I use actions to prove that I, Kasha, am no longer the same Kasha. Ahem, cough, cough -"
Raising the hoe in her hand, the old drunkard made a solemn declaration, and the sky responded to her words in time, with a flash of bright lightning, illuminating her resolute face.
Then, she coughed up several mouthfuls of bright red blood again.
Could it be that...this guy really plans to become a good man?
The dull expression I have now is definitely not inferior to the scene when I saw Ultraman and the little monsters teaming up to destroy the earth and then elope to Hamek, but Frieza intervened midway and made the Minotaur the crowd loved.
After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, the old drunkard smiled. He smiled very easily and at ease, as if he suddenly had an epiphany.
"Then I discovered that my old self had missed so many things that I shouldn't have missed."
She firmly grasped the hoe in her hand, her affectionate eyes seemed to be looking at her comrades who had been with her for many years, and she spoke loudly and forcefully.
"I have never felt that labor can be so beautiful."
"Rumble--"
There was a thunderbolt in the sky, illuminating my shocked and determined faces of the old drunkard.
"I finally realized that the sweetest and happiest fruit in the world is what is obtained through the labor of one's own hands."
"Labor is the spring rain of the soul"
"Labor is a tribute to life"
"Labor is the most beautiful clothing in the world"
Every time he said a word, there was a thunder in the sky, and the old drunkard's hunched back became taller and taller in his eyes.
"Anyone who tries to get something for nothing is a sinner."
"Those who avoid working also throw away their moral integrity when they throw down the tools in their hands."
"Old drunkard, you..."
At this moment, I finally believed that the old drunkard had changed her ways, just because of the simple and beautiful light she exuded, like the incarnation of the god of hard work.
From now on, there will be one less scum named the old drunkard in the camp, and there will be one more unknown red-haired elder who is respectfully called the people's servant.
"Elder Kasha, let us work together towards tomorrow."
The two hands were held together. The dark clouds dispersed at this moment, and a ray of golden light shone from the gap, shining on the palms of our tightly held hands. All the grudges and grudges in the past were at this moment. Melted and dissipated by this warm ray of sunshine.
"Okay, I'm going to continue working. I have nothing else to do, so please don't disturb me."
Withdrawing his hand, Kasha silently picked up the hoe on the ground, turned over with difficulty and jumped down the ravine, burying his hunchbacked figure in the loess again. All he could hear was a violent cough accompanied by blood being coughed up. came from inside.
Elder Kasha, I have changed my view on you.
I bowed respectfully in the direction of the ravine and strode forward.
After a while...
Huh?
I tilted my head slightly.
"Where's the lunch box just now? Did you leave it there and forget to take it?"
I remember that when I first met Kasha, I hid the lunch box behind my back out of necessary vigilance. I probably put it aside when I was sitting down to chat with her.
Thinking back to this, I stopped and subconsciously touched my arms, my head tilted to the other side again in confusion.
"Hey, where's my wallet?" V
