MTL - The Crazy Adventures of Wu Gate-Chapter 78 Rice god

Chapter 78 The God of Rice

It's been a long time, it's been a long time.

I have lived for almost a thousand years since I first became a fairy, and now I have become an old churros in fairyland.

Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Dili, also known as DingZhu. But I sincerely hope that you can forget the latter name.

Why call me a "pig"? I do n’t have any relatives with pigs. The name Emperor is good, full of the respect of the king, with immortality, and it is an extraordinary treasure when I hear it.

As a soy sauce fairy who can only appear in a book for a lifetime, I care more about the name, because I do n’t look like Qi Tiandasheng or Taibaijinxing, I do n’t have much fame, I do n’t have much skill, so I I hope my name is at least prestigious.

Closer to home, my specialty is to look at a person, to see how a person looks and behave, and to see if he can be an official for three months.

Well, this official is also a bit scary. Calling the wind and the rain known as the emperor, it should be the biggest official in the world.

I won't do anything else, only this, but everyone treats me as a treasure, and every emperor wants me. Of course, there are also some people who seek to usurp the throne and want to bury me with a dark villain. At that time, I went to rest and take a vacation, and waited for the opportunity to come out and play handsome.

——Who said the warlocks have no future? Appearance is also a science, thirty-six lines, the line is the best.

I don't remember how I became a fairy. After much deliberation, it was probably kicked over by an extravagant man named "Author".

I didn't ask her why, because even if she asked, she would only answer, and her sturdy life didn't need to explain.

My office is too illusory, and there are three gods with me.

One is stupid. He has no abilities than me and will only be a microphone.

A big mouth was waiting there all day, swallowing clouds and fog.

There is one who has been sleeping all day and can't see what he looks like.

At the beginning I felt very sad, because this kind of government agency was really not suitable for me.

However, over time, it becomes numb. The so-called knowledgeable person is Junjie. Once he comes, he will be safe.

In view of first-come-first-served relationship, my name is the megaphone "bell brother", the big mouth "men brother", and the sleeping fairy "sword brother". When they are in a good mood, I chat with them and talk about gossip or something.

Except for the regular meetings every 100 years, most of the time we do our own work.

Life is such a stagnant pool of water, calm.

Until one day, I met a man who had never met in a too illusionary world.

He wore a blue shirt and looked handsome. I once looked at the famous "Heavenly Masters" at the annual meeting of Tianjie, and his appearance was similar to him.

"Who are you?" I was shocked, thinking that the author had a fifth spirit other than "Heaven and Earth Artifact". I thought that the story would go straight to one million words.

The beautiful man smiled and said that he was an Aoki humanoid sword.

Oh me.

It turns out that the Aoki humanoid sword has been sleeping because of the lack of a human soul, otherwise why is it called a "humanoid sword"?

Now that soul returns, Jianxian is awake.

In my eyes, Jianxian is a melancholic and mysterious beautiful man. He said nothing and was silent. Most of the time, he was sitting in front of his own mirror stand and watching the outside world alone.

I understand his mood very well. Young people, when they first arrive, they are always tempted by the outside world, and it will be fine after a while.

When Jian Xian looked at the outside world, her expression was very gentle, and sometimes she felt a little indescribable, as if she was missing it.

"You're so reluctant, just go back!" My brother joked him once.

Of course, we all know that this is a joke. No one will think of going back to be a man after being a god.

You ask me what is good about being a fairy?

Silly child, it's really good to be a fairy, although I'm bored.

The immortals are carefree, eat and wear, can live forever, can play the world, watch the flowers blooming, falling clouds and clouds, watch the changes of the times, and the changing of the world, no matter how sad the past, a swipe of a finger will become a vicissitudes of life.

No one wants to be a fairy.

The immortal style of the sword fairy passed out, and the gods who came to us here gradually increased, and there were various excuses, and finally it surprised the heavens.

The emperor wants to promote Jianxian as a general, Taibai Venus wants to accept Jianxian as a close disciple, the queen mother wants to transfer Jianxian to be the leader of the Imperial Palace Army, and some people said that it is recommended to send Jianxian to the western embassy , Mainly responsible for cross-strait cultural exchanges and external publicity.

——What a good job these are. We ca n’t ask for it, we can only sigh about the importance of appearance in the job search.

Curiously, Jianxian was unmoved. He said that he would stay here just fine and never go anywhere.

I can't believe my ears-what's so good about this little break too much illusion? The sky is so lively and prosperous, there are countless gossips flying around every day. Compared with the fertile and prolific days, this is a saline-alkali land!

Later, Lord Yan saw the mind of Jianxian, and King asked him if he did not want to be a fairy. If you really don't want to, I can open a back door for you to let you reborn, and you can choose whatever you want.

I saw something blinking in Jianxian's eyes, it was a very bright and dazzling light.

But the light was fleeting, and Jian Xian shook her head and said, I'm not going anywhere, just stay here.

Tiandu and the people in the prefecture were disappointed and left. I hate the iron sword to ask Jianxian: "How can you confess that you are here?"

The sword fairy smiled at me and said, "I can't leave before the time is up."

I asked again, "When will you wait?"

He murmured, "It's almost here."

Jianxian's time at Jinghuatai gradually increased, more than before, his face was uglier than before, and seemed to be full of worry and sorrow.

"Gentleman Emperor." One day he was diving past, and he stopped me suddenly.

As I said before, I care very much about my name. That was the first time I heard someone call me this way— "the gentleman of the emperor". I was so happy that I was about to fly.

"What's the matter?" I turned around and smiled at the new **** who had just arrived.

"I want to ask a gentleman." How does Jianxian's face look more handsome? "After bringing the four spirits of the" Heaven and Earth Manner "together, can anyone open the door of time and space?"

"Well, that's the theory." I nodded.

Although Emperor Tiandi also said, I hope that we will strictly guard the door to prevent discordant notes against humanity and society. But we generally do n’t check, who sees what, what is happening in the world, and our little sooty little shit.

"Then we have the right to change the aspirations of human beings?" Jian Xian's expression looked a little anxious.

"This?" I hesitated for a moment. I never thought about it. I guess the two lazy brothers Men and Ling Ding haven't thought about it.

"The Emperor has given us a bit of power ..." Hesitantly, I pondered. "Every time someone gathers the four spirits and wants to travel through time and space, four gods sit together to vote ... but you know, this In terms of formalism, is there any vote that was not passed 100%? The elder brother who manages the keys does not even need to ask us for opinions ... "

"That's good!" Jianxian held my hand, eyes deep in the sea, "I hope that the next time you vote, the gentleman can stand on my side!"

--Ok? Isn't this the legendary La Gang gang for small groups?

I was taken aback. I wanted to withdraw my hand, but when I saw the stars twinkling in the eyes of Jianxian, my tone suddenly softened: "OK, you represent me ..."

Alas, beauty is wrong, beauty is wrong!

I did not expect that the days when the Four Spirits reunited and the door of time and space opened again so soon.

What wakes us up from too much illusion is a very beautiful, beautiful man like a demon. He said that his name was Lu Sikong, and he wanted to go a century ago to change the history of the destruction of his country.

My brother heard his name on the newspaper and was a little murmured, turned his head and said to us:

"This name doesn't seem to be the same as Sword Fairy ... the genders are also inconsistent ..."

I was stunned and thought, well, Jianxian's public relations has been done here.

"not him."

Jianxian didn't know when to stand at the door and looked at the people in the altar. The colorful water waves reflected on his face were unpredictable.

"I oppose this person entering the gate of time and space, because the person who gathers the four spirits is not him."

"Ah?" My brother was taken aback. This was the first time in many years that a **** had exercised his right to vote against it.

"... Well, what's your opinion?" Brother Brother looked at me and Brother Ling, and he thought he was stunned.

"I have no opinion," Brother Ling replied in a sigh of sigh, his opinion will always be no opinion.

"I ..." I hesitated.

To tell the truth, I was eager to complete the task earlier. It doesn't matter who entered the door. It can be closed as soon as possible. After all, the door is open for too long, the wind is getting stronger and it is easy to catch cold.

However, when Jianxian looked at me again with his clear and hopeful eyes, I melted.

"... I am highly consistent with Sword Fairy."

I waved to my brother, my bones were crisp and weak.

So, the beautiful little brother outside the door was so stung by us.

I'm sorry, in fact, he is also pretty, and does not lose to Brother Jianxian.

Then, the sword fairy did something that made us startled.

He appeared to us in front of us, walked out of the illusion, walked to a little girl, and took her hand.

The little girl didn't seem to have thought of seeing the fairy, and she cried scaredly.

"——I object, because I left this vote to her."

Jianxian's voice was as bright as jade, which was said to us.

Brother Monk was relatively old-fashioned, and when he saw this situation, he quickly asked Brother Ling: "Is it an old lover?"

"... I guess so." Brother Ling Dang nodded solemnly. "I've seen this woman in the Mirror Flower Stand. Jianxian looked at her softly, just like Cowherd saw the weaver."

Alas, you brother Ping Ling also peeked? I didn't expect you to love life so much.

"Oh, I understand." My brother made a sudden realization, then quickly coughed and shouted to the door, "That, I said, the door of time and space cannot be closed. Since you have internal recommendations, little girl Make an exception! Where do you want to go? "

At the end of this story, I watched Jianxian holding the little girl step by step towards the end of the gate of time and space.

If the good fairy is not doing it, no matter how good the tire is, he won't vote. What is the sword fairy thinking?

Looking at the two figures walking away from each other in the twilight, I probably understood in my heart what the elder sister of the weaver said-"Just envy but not envy."

As their back gradually merged into the dusk, the mirror fairy of Jianxian cracked.

The spiritual land belonging to the sword fairy, all turned into ashes in an instant, and was blown away by the wind.

"... there are no more four spirits in the future." Men brother looked at the broken Aoki human sword on the altar and shook his head.

That is the true body of the sword fairy, which has become two halves and cannot be recovered.

I understand that Jianxian really gave up being an immortal. He will never look back when he leaves.

I suddenly remembered that once I stood behind Jianxian and peeked, wondering what was in the mirror flower stand.

Jianxian said, there is nothing good-looking, I'm just bored.

I asked him, who are you waiting for?

He smiled and said, I am waiting for a silly girl.

Bale, bale.

At last I glanced at the pair of wicked men and women in the dusk, and I shook my head while walking back.

In fact, it is a bit envious.

No matter how many emperors I have identified in this millennium and how many beautiful men I have met, what use is it? In the end, they are not mine, not mine.

Into too much illusion, I gently hummed "the lonely person is always shameful." 2k novel reading network