Half an hour later.
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 Resurrection Valentine's Day!"
"Is there a problem?"
Malza lay on the ground and issued a dull reply: "Dear God, your wish is Malza's lifelong pursuit."
"Oh well."
"I'll wait and see in three days."
"If you do well, I will naturally reward you; if something goes wrong, you, the great elder, should stop doing it!"
Malza responded quickly: "Your loyal servant is willing to use all his life as a guarantee, and he will definitely satisfy the god."
…
After walking out of the temple, the humble smile on Malzana's face immediately turned gloomy.
what to do?
When a new god comes to power, he doesn't know the other person's temperament, so he has to work hard to increase his favorability, take over everything, and say some nice words.
But, this comes with responsibility!
Having been a great elder in Deli City for decades, Malza has rich experience in dealing with gods.
They may have different preferences, or they may have inconsistent personalities, but one thing is the same.
That is, I am intoxicated with the legends and stories I wrote!
At this time, if you dare to say that this story is not good and should not be promoted as a holiday celebration, the former great elder who was thrown into the fire pit is the best example.
As a mortal, he had no room to comment on such matters.
All you need to do is work hard.
At worst, there is one more law in the city: if you don’t come to the celebration, you will be sentenced to one year in prison!
But this time, he felt a little unsure.
Malza thought he had read many myths and legends, not only those spread in Deli City, but also some festival legends from other cities. He had also dabbled in them. There was no story he hadn’t seen before!
In private, he would also criticize some fairy tales and classify them into high, middle and low grades.
But it just so happened that I had never seen the story I saw today.
The protagonist is not a god!
The theme is not the greatness of God!
The forbidden love between the upper class and the lower class!
Can this kind of story really make a festival happen?
Malza shook his head, sighed deeply, and walked towards the Presbyterian Church.
A person's anxiety is called depression.
The anxiety of a group of people makes the overall environment unsustainable.
He needs to find someone to share the burden with now!
…
"Great Elder, that's not possible." The gray-robed elder looked at the "Romeo and Juliet" in his hand with a sad face, "There are no gods in this story, so how can it be regarded as a legend?"
"Yes, how could a shaman's daughter fall in love with a slave?" Another shaman in gray robe said coldly.
"How about... you go discuss it with the gods and change the story?" The third wizard in gray robe suggested to Malza.
Malza snorted coldly as he listened to the discussion of these gray robes.
"God only wants results!"
"Don't think about changing the will of the gods, think about how to do it, you stupid groundhogs!"
"If you think you can't do it, prepare to lose all your lifespan and turn into a withered skeleton now!"
Malza's words were like a cold wind blowing through the elders' courtyard, making all the elders tremble.
How about giving it a try?
"Contact the surrounding tribes!" Malza rubbed his brows, "If it doesn't work, ask them to send people into the city to cheer up the atmosphere."
"Everyone is given ten days of rations, and they will definitely be happy!"
"As for the cost..."
Malza sighed again: "We must fulfill the first order of the new god!"
"If you are willing to give up more than others, let's share it!"
The elders frowned slightly, but couldn't think of a better way, so they all nodded silently.
Occasionally, someone would cast their eyes on the manuscript with disdain in their hearts.
Humph, what a nonsense story.
Love, is that a thing?
…
"Xiao Luozi, Xiao Luozi, I overheard it."
In the temple, Yinggou, who followed Malza out invisibly, trotted back to the temple, pulled Chen Luo's clothes, stepped on his feet and said, "They don't think much of your story at all!"
"We're discussing spending money to buy people to fill the scene."
"Do you want to teach them a lesson?"
Before Chen Luo could say anything, 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 articles?"
"Buddha, this poor monk is willing to debate with them!"
Chen Luo waved his hand quickly and said with a smile: "No, no, master, you don't have to be like this."
"Those old men 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 will even resist them!"
"The audience of that story is not them in the first place!"
"As long as they can publish the article step by step, it will be fine."
Yixing Bodhisattva nodded, clasped his hands and said, "Buddha is compassionate and does not care about the attitude of one person at a time. This poor monk admires him."
Chen Luo's face turned red and he coughed dryly.
Ying Gou seemed to see what Chen Luo was thinking, and said to the group: "Old monk, what you said is wrong."
"Anyway, if the results are not good, it means they can't do things well. It's not difficult to replace a group of elders!"
"Xiao Luozi, let me write this down for you first!"
"I only need three pieces of jujube cake. I'll take care of it before I leave!"
Chen Luo pinched Ying Gou's little face and picked up a small ball of meat: "It's free for you, but don't be too fussy. Just be obedient, and I'll give you the stone milk that still takes a thousand years to solidify. "
As he spoke, Chen Luo waved his hand, and a small bowl appeared in his hand. The white milky substance in the bowl gave off a refreshing fragrance.
Before Yingying could grab it, Chen Luo took the small bowl back into the storage order.
"As promised, as long as you behave, I'll give it to you!"
Ying Gou quickly knelt down on the ground, well behaved.jpg!
Only Yi Xing Bodhisattva raised his eyebrows.
If I read it correctly just now, it should be just an ordinary bowl of tofu pudding in the world, right?
Fota Meow’s thousand-year-old creamy stone milk!
You can buy a bowl for three cents... No, there must be something special about allowing Buddha to put it in the storage order.
At least three taels of silver a bowl!
Just for bullying King Yinggou like this... Fuzi can't be entirely blamed. After all, he had too much contact with the Confucian sect, and even if a hundred of the Confucian sect's hearts were put together, they wouldn't be able to find a second color.
Buddhism is better!
We need to let Buddhist disciples have more contact with their Buddhist sect.
Thinking of this, the group suddenly felt that there was a long way to go and they still needed to work hard!
…
After concluding the proceedings in the Council of Elders, 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 presbytery, Nilu would rub his old father's head and relax. He had been like this since he was a child, so Nilu was also loved by Malza the most.
Malza even called Nelu the pearl of Deli City and rejected several marriage proposals from witch families.
In his opinion, no one worthy of his little Nilu has yet appeared!
Returning to the study, feeling his little daughter's soft hands rubbing his temples on both sides, Malza's tense mood suddenly relaxed.
"Father, have you encountered any difficulties?" Nilu asked. Ever since she was a child, she had never seen her father with such a headache.
"Yes, our previous god was killed. Now the one who controls our life and death is a new god!" Malza said casually.
"Ah? Can gods also be killed?" Nilu was obviously frightened by the news, and her movements paused.
"Yes, this is already the fourth god that my father and I serve in Deli City!" Malza sighed softly, "But the change of gods will have no impact on you!"
"I'll press it for my father again. After lunch, I'm going to get busy."
After hearing Malza's instructions, Nilu nodded and increased the strength of her hands. Malza also slowly fell asleep under the care of her daughter, snoring softly.
Only then did Nilu stop what she was doing, and her eyes fell on the manuscript Malza had brought back.
"Well, is it news about the New God?"
Nilu picked up the manuscript curiously and turned to the first page, her eyes suddenly unable to leave.
She sat down next to Malza and looked at it seriously.
…
Malza had a dream.
He dreamed that he had angered God, was deprived of all his lifespan, and turned into a pile of withered bones.
After his death, his family property was divided equally by those greedy guys, and even his most cherished pearl, Nilu, became their plaything.
He heard Nelu's sad cries.
"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. At this moment, the familiar cry was still in his ears.
The cry made Malza's heart tighten. He quickly turned his head and saw Nilu squatting in the corner, tears streaming down her face.
"Xiao Nilu, what's wrong?" Malza asked.
"I'm sorry, father, did I wake you up?" Only then did Nilu realize that Malza had woken up and said quickly, "I was too absorbed in reading this story that I didn't notice you."
"Story?" Malzha was stunned for a moment, and then he found that Nilu was holding the manuscript given to her by the god in her hand.
"Are you talking about this "Romeo and Juliet"? Is it so beautiful?" Seeing Nelu's reaction, Malza was very surprised and asked quickly.
"Yes, father!" Nilu nodded quickly, "This is the best and most touching story I have ever read!"
"It's much more interesting than those legends."
"Father, is it like what the story says, we are going to have Valentine's Day?"
"On what day exactly?"
"That day I will call my friends, wear the most beautiful dress, walk through the streets of Derry City, and pray for Romeo and Juliet!"
"Then celebrate their resurrection with everyone!"
After saying that, Nilu nodded with confidence: "Well, I can't wait!"
Malza looked at Nilu and was stunned for a moment.
As her favorite little daughter, Nilu has naturally seen many legends, and she is extremely tired of those countless festivals.
Unexpectedly, she was full of expectations for a festival just after reading this story once.
Did you overlook something?
"Father?" Nilu shouted to Malza who was in deep thought, and Malza finally reacted.
No matter what, if even his own daughter has expectations, then other people should also have expectations!
Maybe this time, the gods can be satisfied!
Thinking of this, Malza hugged Nilu forcefully 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 the most gorgeous clothes in the city for you, so that my pearl will shine in Deli City again!"
"No!" Nilu shook her head, "If possible, please let me participate in the city tour."
“I want to play Juliet!”
Malzha was stunned for a moment. Often in festivals celebrating gods and legends like this, there would be people who would dress up as characters in the story, and perform the plot of the story on a cart pulled by beasts of burden. Along with singing and dancing, they would parade around the city. .
In the past, my daughter hated this kind of work the most. In her opinion, it was boring.
Unexpectedly, he would take the initiative to ask for help this time.
It seems like this story is really good for Nelu!
"Yes, my daughter," said Malza, "I will grant you your wish."
"Now, I'm going to work!"
After saying that, Malza turned around and ran out of the study quickly.
But Malza didn't see it. After he left, the apple of his eye lay in front of the desk, with tears in his eyes full of longing and said: "I really look forward to a love like Juliet's."
"I wonder if that little coachman will come today?"
…
evening.
An article said to be written by a god spread throughout the city of Deli and created a craze among the young people.
What? Is the protagonist not a god? Stimulate!
What? Is the main theme praising free love? So exciting!
What? Is it about cross-class forbidden love? 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 are actually lower-class people who are not very active in participating in festivals on weekdays!
In order to see this book as soon as possible, they began to pool money to buy the manuscript for the first time.
It is said that there was a spectacle in the city where a Toner and a Moto sat together at the same time and read a book together!
It's just the sad ending that makes everyone who reads it feel unable to calm down for a long time.
There is only one voice in everyone's heart.
Resurrect them!
They must be resurrected!
…
"Mosha, let's elope!" A crying female voice came from a gorgeous carriage, and Mosha, who was sitting outside driving the carriage, paused with the whip in his hand.
"Miss, please don't make such a joke with Mosha." Mosha smiled bitterly, "You are a noble shaman, your father is the gray-robed elder of Deli City, and I am just a slave driving 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 originally large-sized skirt was stretched a bit tight by the woman.
When she moved like this, the carriage shook momentarily, and even the horse pulling the carriage screamed twice.
The woman looked at the handsome groom in front of her with sharp eyes: "I am willing to go with you."
"If you never betray, dependent life and death I will!"
Mosha smiled gently: "Miss, don't move, the carriage will fall apart."
"Moreover……"
"Miss, if you elope with me, you won't be able to run more than two miles in one night!"
"We will be found soon based on the carriage's ruts." Mosha shook his head, "After all, there are not many reinforced carriages in the city!"
"Humph, since you are not interested in me, why did you show me this story?" The woman who was rejected by Mosha's humor was not angry, but took out the "Romeo and Juliet" from behind her.
"You also made me cry a lot of tears!" the woman scolded in a low voice.
"Miss, you can't accuse someone innocently." Mosha said helplessly, "It was the gods in the temple who tricked you into crying, not me, a little groom."
"How can I have the ability to write such a story?"
"Anyway, Miss, don't say anything about elopement again." Mosha added, "Otherwise, your Mosha may never be able to drive you again!"
"Sit tight, we will be at Miss Nilu's house soon!"
The woman closed the car curtain and said quietly, "I knew you didn't like me at all."
"You have fallen in love with the pearl of our Deli City, Nelu!"
"Give me this book so that I can show it to her and test her mind!"
Mosha's whip-raising hand stopped in mid-air again, and this time he did not deny what the woman in the car said.
"You are 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 to see it in the city. Why do you need me to bring her!"
"Mosha, hurry up and catch your car."
"No matter how good the love is, it's just a written story!"
"It's all lies!"
"Even if Nilu really agrees to you, what can you do?"
"You can't leave Deli City at all!"
"The Great Elder's energy is much more powerful than my father's!"
Mosha's expression became lonely, he nodded, and sighed inaudibly.
"Thank you, miss."
Mosha replied softly.
…
Temple.
Chen Luo seemed to sense something, and his brows jumped slightly.
"Little Luozi, little Luozi, what's wrong?" Yinggou's sharp eyes noticed something strange about Chen Luo and asked quickly.
Chen Luo had a smile on his face.
"Sure enough, the city's mood is up."
With that said, Chen Luo walked to the balcony of the temple, overlooking the entire city of Deli, and felt the emotion carefully.
"Sad, yet mixed emotions of hope." Chen Luo nodded, "It's all the sour smell of love!"
Immediately, he felt the power of a rule falling on himself, and the longevity he could mobilize seemed to be growing rapidly.
It was less than two million years ago. After he injected 500,000 years of longevity into the fetal tree, it was now only more than 1.4 million years. However, in the blink of an eye, it was restored to the original limit, and even directly exceeded the two-year limit. Millions of years.
And this upward momentum has not stopped yet.
Two million one million, two million two million, two million three hundred thousand...
In just a few breaths, this number exceeds three million years. By this time, the soaring momentum had slowed down, but it was still rising steadily.
"My guess is correct." Chen Luo confirmed in his heart, "The true feelings from the heart are much more important than superficial emotions."
"It's interesting." Chen Luo raised his head and looked at the sky.
What Fang Tiandao pursues is actually the human heart!
It seems that this way of heaven is really destined for me...
"In that case, on Valentine's Day three days later, let's drop another bombshell!" Chen Luo touched his chin, and a new idea popped into his head!
…
Time passed quickly, and three days passed in a flash.
The entire city of Deli is filled with festive atmosphere.
During these three days, orders came from the temple every day, constantly raising the atmosphere of Valentine's Day.
On the first day, the whole city was filled with fiery red flowers. God issued a decree. The man picked flowers and gave them to the woman. As long as the woman accepted them, if the two of them were to unite in the future, they would give birth to a child through a tree. The life of the child would be increased by one year to Five years wait!
The next day, God issued a decree that on Valentine's Day, the second portion of all food, drink and entertainment items would be half price!
Now, this is the third day and the last day before Valentine's Day. Everyone is looking forward to what decree the temple will give.
To be honest, after living for so many years and experiencing so many festivals, this is the first time they have seen a God who is so good at making things happen.
At this time, in the temple, Chen Luo was announcing the third day's activity plan to Malza.
After these days of fermentation, the longevity that Chen Luo can control has reached seven million years.
There is still more than a million years left before he can even control 10% of the authority!
If I rush it on Valentine's Day tomorrow, I might be able to get 20% of the permissions.
Therefore, the atmosphere of Valentine's Day is very important.
Therefore, Chen Luocai only issued one edict every day instead of all at once.
What is needed is this sense of anticipation.
The emotions brought about by anticipation are much more lasting and precious than those that suddenly arise.
"Love is the instinct of living beings and should not be restricted."
"However, the barriers between different races are the general trend, and I can't change it!"
"It's just a slight change."
"Preach this God's will."
“On Valentine’s Day, all legitimate loves should be blessed.”
"On this day, people who love each other at different levels can live together openly, and no one is allowed to make things difficult for them in Deli City!"
"Only one day a year! It's a tribute to love."
"On this day, the fetal tree is closed and no requests for birth will be accepted!"
After Chen Luo finished speaking, he gave a thumbs up in his heart.
Thank you Cowherd and Weaver Girl for your inspiration!
Malza opened his mouth wide, looked at the young god on the throne, and was stunned for a moment.
Do you think this order is reasonable... He actually allows cross-level forbidden love to be transferred from paper to reality. How is this possible?
But you are saying that the order is unreasonable... It can only be for one day, and the Tibetan Tree is closed on this day. It just does not allow others to make things difficult. According to God's rights, why not!
But I always feel like something is weird.
…
Soon, the third god's will spread throughout Deli City.
Like Malza's reaction, most people were stunned!
But then, there were earth-shattering cheers!
Many people lay down in the direction of the temple.
…
"Is the third decree actually like this?" Nilu, who was trying on 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 tell her that I want to borrow her coachman to come with me on the cruise."
"Let that Mosha play Romeo!"
The maid was a sacrificial woman. When she heard Nilu's instructions, she looked embarrassed: "Miss, is this...appropriate?"
"Why is it inappropriate?" Nilu raised her mouth, "God said that on this day, people of different levels can be together openly."
"Then as a performer, shouldn't you 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 God."
"Go quickly!"
"Ah! Yes!" The maid left quickly, and Nilu looked at her beautiful self in the mirror and sighed, "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 god opened his eyes.
"In the southwest border, Deli City, a god is rising."
"I smell taboo!"
"Just like the mysterious woman who entered Shouyuan Lake before."
"Go check it out!"
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
I know you want to see ginseng fruit.
However, the dungeon must have a beginning and an end, and the pace is already speeding up, so give 80,000 a little more time.
It can also be seen from the opening chapter of the copy that Baowan does have a little ambition and wants to give readers something new and some new feelings.
The significance of this copy, in addition to completing the Netherworld, is also intended to bury some foreshadowings of the ancient witch clan and Tianwai. These two things cannot be explained in the world view of the big world.
Although Baowan really worked hard on the settings, the feedback was not good and it was indeed a bit frustrating.
Halfway through writing, he died in the middle of the road.
80,000 is also adjusting. This dungeon will end as soon as mid-week or as late as the weekend.
I would like to apologize to dissatisfied readers here.
A bow to the 80,000 readers who have encouraged me.
Send a greeting to the readers of the book.
Still love you.
mwah!
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