Chapter 67: Ten-Year Agreement, Worship the Ancestors in the Tomb

After Ning Zheng finished speaking, she asked the new steward Jiu Cairong to come on stage and speak in front of everyone.

Jiu Cairong said in high spirits:

"Everyone, the old steward will not waste time, and I will not say much!"

"New Year, new atmosphere, I have prepared a wishing wall for everyone, everyone write down your dreams for the next ten years in the villa!"

Soon, several blacksmiths moved a wishing wall.

This is exactly what everyone wants.

After all, they all love graffiti, so they just write here.

Everyone started making wishes, writing and reading aloud.

"The world's ups and downs are created by our generation!" Dao Jiujiu said concisely and turned away.

The God of Food wrote: "Hahaha! In the future, we will definitely be the best villa in the world and the leader of the nine states! Blacksmiths in the world will take us as their leader! They will be proud to study in our villa!"

The Fairy of Medicine smiled and wrote: "I wish you all a bright future and create a new era. As the couplet at the entrance of the villa says, use your body to open a prosperous era, use your life to exchange for the prosperity of humanity, and open a unique learning for future generations!"

The atmosphere became lively.

A blacksmith stood up, his pen was like a dragon, and there was light in his eyes:

"I will catch shrimps! In the future, I will seek benefits for the people of the world! Destroy all the ghosts, and work together with the entire villa to forge the luck artifact that suppresses the nine states of the world-the Jiuzhou Ding! To pacify the troubled times for the people!"

"Hahaha, according to what you said, we have to find a cultivator who may have luck spiritual roots, and catch him to build the Jiuzhou Ding."

"I wish you all your wishes come true, and die faster and more handsomely next year, and have two more babies to talk about a love triangle."

"Watch me perform a Swallowing firecrackers."

"It's so funny, it makes me feel like I can't do it."

"You guys say, are we like the ten-year agreement in The Legend of Sword and Fairy 1, where the protagonists start talking about their dreams and setting up flags under the fireworks, and then we will all have a bad ending in the future, tragic death."

"Yes! Maybe in the future, we will all be famous swords and spears, scattered all over the world, and it will be difficult to meet again after hundreds and thousands of years, with vicissitudes of life and dynasties."

...

They spoke freely, and the atmosphere was full of liveliness.

Ning Zheng pricked up her ears, and she didn't expect that twenty years later, there were still people talking about The Legend of Sword and Fairy 1 that she watched before traveling through time.

Soon, cheers came from the dormitory.

"It's growing meat, it's actually growing meat."

"Oh my god, it has no skeleton, it's not flat in the soil, and its stability is too poor. It looks like a tumor growing randomly. Is this probably a portable meat field?"

"I said that our first-generation technology with a lot of imagination is not as good as the optimal structure that other civilizations have studied for so long. The meat field is the most reasonable form."

"It's okay. We are not here to eat. The main purpose is to solve the hygiene problem of the dormitory."

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"So, who will go down to cut the meat?"

As soon as these words fell, there was silence.

They looked at each other, pushing each other.

In the end, no one used the chain to pull up the magic sword and try to cut the meat.

After all, most netizens generally have one characteristic:

They brag a lot and are very tough, but when it comes to really doing it, they are not really old eights. How can they really be shit shovelers?

Who is not a baby who loves cleanliness?

The first batch of people who tested it all came to play games happily. Most of them were modern young men and women who had never touched water.

Planting this meat field is for a clean and tidy quality of life.

They can't do things that hurt the enemy by a thousand and hurt themselves by a hundred. They are all fooling others.

Ning Zheng, who originally wanted to stop them from harming the ancestors of the magic path, laughed out loud at this time.

That's it?

That's it?

They are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of shit.

They were so happy and thunderous yesterday.

As a result, why are all the ministers hesitating today, and no one in the court dares to speak.

He felt that he had discovered the flaws of these so-called fourth disasters who are fearless of death:

There is no need to have a thorough cultivation, as long as they have the so-called NPC in their mouths, a mop with shit can defeat them, and they have to find a corner to hide further away after they are resurrected.

Ning Zheng thinks this group of people is too cute!

Then, they hesitated for a while, and finally Jiucai Rong broke the silence, "Ahem, this meat is not yet an adult, how about it? A little longer."

Su Yu Niang said bluntly:

"I think everyone present is a small fish, useless big brothers and big sisters. Although it may not sound good, we should wait for the next batch of 100 people... Let alone finding an old man, it will be much more convenient to hire an uncle or aunt who often does farm work and is not afraid of dirt."

Everyone was silent.

It is indeed necessary to hire a cleaner.

This era is indeed advanced.

Not only in reality, but also in the game, you have to hire a cleaner to play games and take care of them.

Jiucai Rong said:

"Yes, after all, it's a life-based farming, so some dirt is inevitable. Even though we know that this is not real feces, it may be the same as soil, but it is just chocolate that looks like that, fragrant and sweet, as if the whole villa is a mountain of chocolate desserts, but we still can't do it."

Everyone dispersed and started to kill chickens and ducks.

The ducks are so cute, so we can only do it, add more spices, onions, ginger and garlic, and serve the dishes to the ancestors honestly.

At this time, the candidate blacksmiths who were queuing to log in also smiled.

"It's so funny, they all want to show off to the ancestor. In the end, it's not justice that stops this filial act, but they themselves dare not even touch it."

"The ancestor is so miserable. They dare not touch the meat, but they want to give it to the ancestor."

"Let me go, it's just a small matter, I can go down and swim freely! This is just a game, it's obviously not real, the whole mountain is chocolate, sundae, nuts, this is no exception."

"Stop it, yesterday when this group of blacksmiths got together to brag, they were so stubborn."

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Even a group of emoticons of blacksmiths came out.

In the emoticon package, the previous picture shows the serious faces of several decision-makers such as Jiucai Rong, who brag about their own team one by one. How stubborn they are when pointing out the world, they must show off to the ancestor, and how cowardly they are in the next picture.

It's so showy, so filial.

Ning Zheng was also amused and felt that it was really good to have such a group of cute little blacksmiths to celebrate the New Year together in this dangerous and unfamiliar world.

Warm and harmonious

It felt like a lively New Year with friends.

But he did not forget the main business. He asked everyone to get ready and start the teleportation array to go to the ancestor worship ceremony.

Suddenly.

Men and women suddenly became serious, wearing festive red robes, the atmosphere was similar to a happy funeral, one by one holding trays with various prepared gifts, as elegant as palace maids serving dishes.

The other end of the teleportation array.

Paper house.

A big man was fishing in front of the well, looking at the fluctuations of the teleportation array outside the door, "Are they coming?"

He just saw the villa in the distance setting off firecrackers and fireworks, and knew they were coming.

And this year seems to be unusually rich and solemn.

The lively suona sound was heard from afar, the music was festive and lively, melodious, and the smell of meat came, it must be fine wine and delicious food.

This made the old ancestor snort: Those stinky boys actually have such filial piety?

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