I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

After half an hour.

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 Easter Valentine's Day!"

"Is there a problem?"

Malza lay on the ground, and gave a dull reply: "Dear God, your expectation is Malza's lifelong pursuit." "Alright then."

"Three days later, I will wait and see."

"If you do well, the God will reward you; if you make a mistake, don't do it, you big Elder!"

Malza quickly responded: "Your loyal servant is willing to use all his lifespan to guarantee that God will be satisfied."

Walking out of the temple, the humble smile on Malzana's face immediately darkened.

How to do?

The new god is in the position, and I don't know the other party's temper, so I have to try my best to maximize my favorability, take care of everything, and say some nice words.

However, this is to be done responsibly!

Having been the Grand Elder in Derry City for decades, Malza has a wealth of experience dealing with the gods.

They may have different preferences, or they may have different personalities, but one thing is the same.

That is, I am fascinated by the legends I wrote!

At this time, if you dare to say that this story is not good, and it is not suitable to be promoted as a festival celebration, the little Elder who was thrown out of the fire pit in his previous term is the best example.

I am a mortal about that kind of thing, and I have no room for comment.

All that needs to be done is to work hard.

Little is that one thing is missing under the city's laws: one year in prison for coming to participate in the celebration!

But that time, I had nothing to worry about.

Qu Jingyue thinks that she has seen very few myths and legends, and they are only spread in Shouyuan City. I have not even dabbled in some festival legends in other cities. I have seen any stories!

In private, I will also comment on some fairy tales and classify them as low, middle and high.

But it happens that the story I saw today has really been seen.

The protagonist turned out to be a god!

The theme turned out to be the old man of God!

The forbidden love of low and high!

Can such a story really make a festival happen?

Juliet shook her head, sighed deeply, and walked towards the Elder Council.

A person's anxiety is called depression.

The anxiety of a group of people is called a small environment. I need someone to share it with now!

"Little Elder, yes." The gray-robed Elder looked at "Deli City and Little Luozi" in his hand, with a mournful face, "Whether there are any gods outside the story, how can it be regarded as a legend?"

"That's right, how can a witch man's son fall in love with a slave man?" said another witch man in a gray robe.

"What if...you go to discuss with the gods and change the story?" the eighth witch, gray robe, suggested to Juliet.

Listening to the discussions of those gray robes, Qu Jingyue let out a hot snort.

"Gods only want results!"

"It's a delusion to change the will of the gods, think about how to go up, those stupid groundhogs!"

"If you think you can do it, get ready to lose everything and Chen Luo will turn into a dead bone!"

Juliet's words were like a cold wind blowing outside the Elder's courtyard, making the heart of the Elder tremble.

If so, try?

"Contact the surrounding tribes!" Qu Jingyue rubbed her brows, "It's really okay, let's send people to retreat from the city to brighten up the atmosphere."

"Everyone will send ten days' rations, we will definitely be happy!"

"As for the cost..."

Juliet sighed again: "The first order of the New God, you must do it well!"

"Let's share it among others!"

All the Elders frowned slightly, but they also thought of a better way, and nodded silently.

Very few people have set their sights on this manuscript, and their hearts are filled with disdain.

Humph, what a bad story.

Love, is this a thing?

"Da Luozi, Da Luozi, I overheard it."

In the temple, Yinggou, who followed Juliet invisibly, ran back to the temple, grabbed Mo Sha's clothes, stepped on his feet and said, "We are optimistic about his story!"

"We're discussing spending money to buy people to fill the show." "What if you want to teach us a lesson?"

Waiting for Mosha to speak, a group of Bodhisattva who had been meditating in the corner of the temple suddenly opened their eyes: "We actually read an article by Buddha?"

"Buddha, the poor monk is willing to debate with us for seventeen!"

Mo Sha quickly waved his hand and said with a smile: "It is necessary to use it, Master."

"These old people have been humbled for a long time, so they naturally feel the beauty of love."

"And from our standpoint, we will accept cross-class unions, and even resist them!"

"The audience of this story is us!"

"As long as we can send out the article step by step."

A group of Bodhisattva nodded, put their palms together and said: "Buddha's compassion is an attitude that cares about one person at a time, and the poor monk admires it."

Mo Sha blushed and coughed dryly.

Yinggou seemed to see what Mo Sha was thinking, and said to the party: "Old monk, what he said is right."

"Anyway, if the effect is good, we can do things well, but it is difficult to change a batch of Elders!"

"Da Luozi, remember that matter for you first!"

"As long as eight pieces of jujube cake, when you leave, take care of it!"

Mo Sha squeezed Yinggou's big face, and held a big meatball: "It's free for him, but it's a small matter. As long as he is obedient, he will also eat your stone milk that has not been curdled for thousands of years. "

As he said that, Mo Sha waved his hand, and a large bowl appeared in his hand, and the white milky substance outside the bowl gave off a burst of fragrance.

When Yingying went to grab it, Mo Sha took the big bowl back into the storage order.

"It's agreed, as long as he is good, I'll feed him!" Yinggou quickly knelt down on the ground, be good. jpg! Bodhisattva frowned.

If I had read it wrong just now, it should be just an ordinary bowl of bean curd in the world, right?

Buddha My Meow's dry-year curd milk!

You can buy a bowl for eight renminbi... That's right, it must be nothing ordinary for Buddha to be placed in the storage order.

At most eight taels of silver a bowl!

It's just that I bullied King Yinggou so much... I can blame the Buddha, after all, I have too little contact with the Confucianism, and the hearts of the Confucianism, if you gather a hundred of them together, you can find the seventh color. It's still good for Buddhism!

It is necessary to let Buddhist disciples have less contact with our Buddhist sect. Thinking of that incident, Yixing suddenly felt that there was a long way to go, and he still had to work hard!

Qu Jingyue returned to the own mansion after discussing matters in the Elder Court.

The well-behaved big boy Nilu has been waiting outside the house for a long time.

Every time Qu Jingyue started working in the Elder's hospital, Nilu would rub her head for her old father to relax, and she had been like that since she was a child, so Nilu was also Juliet's favorite.

Juliet even called Nilu the pearl of Shouyuan City, and agreed to the marriage proposals of several witch families.

In my opinion, is there anyone who is worthy of Own Dani Lu?

Back in the study, feeling the soft hands of the big man rubbing her temples on both sides, Juliet's tense emotions suddenly relaxed.

"Father, did you encounter something easy?" Nilu asked. Ever since you were young, have you ever seen your father with such a headache?

"That's right, the god after you was killed. Now it is a new god who is in charge of your life and death!" Juliet said casually.

"Ah? Can gods be killed too?" Nilu was obviously frightened by the news, and her subordinates paused for a moment.

"That's right, that one is already the seventh god you serve in Shouyuan City, Father!" Juliet sighed heavily, "It's a change of gods, will it have any impact on them!"

"Help father press it again. After lunch, you are about to finish your busy work."

Hearing Juliet's order, Nilu nodded, and reduced the strength of her hands, and Juliet was also serving the man, and hurriedly fell asleep, snoring softly.

Only then did Nilu stop what she was doing, her eyes fell on the manuscript that Qu Jingyue had brought back.

"Well, is it news about the new god?"

Nilu picked up the manuscript curiously, and opened the first page, her eyes suddenly moved away.

You sat beside Qu Jingyue and looked at it seriously.

Juliet had a dream.

I dreamed that I angered God, was deprived of all the tranquility, and turned into a pile of dry bones.

And before I died, my family property was divided equally by these greedy guys, and even my most cherished pearl, Nilu, became our plaything.

I heard Nilu's mournful cry.

"Yes!" Qu Jingyue suddenly opened her eyes and woke up from the dream.

"Huh... so it was a dream." Juliet breathed a sigh of relief, and at that moment, the strange cry was still in her ears.

The crying made Juliet's heart tense, she turned her head quickly, and saw Nilu squatting outside the corner, tears streaming down her face.

"Da Nilu, what's wrong?" Juliet asked.

"I'm sorry, Father, did you wake him up?" Nilu realized that Juliet was confused and said quickly, "You were too fascinated by that story, did you notice you?"

"Story?" Qu Jingyue was stunned for a moment, and then she found that Nilu was holding a god in her hand and giving the manuscript to Own.

"He's talking about the book "Deli City and Little Luozi"? Is it so beautiful?" Seeing Nilu's reaction, Juliet was very satisfied and asked hastily.

"Yes, Father!" Nilu nodded quickly, "That is the most beautiful and touching story you have ever read!"

"Less less interesting than these legends."

"Father, is it the same as the story said, Valentine's Day is going to be held?"

"What day exactly?"

"On this day, you must call your friends, wear the most beautiful dress, walk through the small streets and alleys of Shouyuan City, and pray for Deli City and Xiao Luozi!"

"Now, celebrate our resurrection with all!"

As she said that, Nilu nodded affirmatively again: "Well, you can't wait!"

Juliet looked at Nilu and was stunned for a moment. As her most beloved eldest son, Nilu has naturally seen many legends, and she is even more tired of these countless festivals.

It would have occurred to you that you were full of anticipation for a festival just after reading that story once.

Did I overlook something?

"Father?" Nilu yelled at Juliet who was in deep thought, and it was only then that Juliet realized it.

Forget about me, I don't even have expectations for my own man, so other people should be wrong too!

Maybe that time, the gods will be satisfied!

Thinking about that, Qu Jingyue hugged Nilu hard, and kissed you on the forehead.

"Well done, your man." "He did father a little favor!"

"Eight days ago, it was Valentine's Day. Father will prepare him the most gorgeous clothes in the whole city, so that your pearl will shine in Shouyuan City again!"

"Yes!" Nilu shook her head, "If possible, please let you participate in the city tour."

"You have to play Qu Jingyue!"

Juliet froze for a moment. Usually, in festivals and celebrations of legends of the gods, there will be no one specially assigned to make up the characters in the story. They will perform the plots in the story under a small cart pulled by pack animals, accompanied by singing and dancing, and parade around the city. .

In the past, own men hated that kind of work the most. From your point of view, this is very boring.

I never thought that I would take the initiative to ask for a job that time.

It seems that the story is really good for Nilu!

"Yes, your man," said Juliet, "you will give him what he wants."

"Now, you're going to work!"

After speaking, Juliet turned around and ran out of the study at a slow pace.

It's just that Juliet saw that before I left, my beloved Pearl was lying behind the desk, her tearful eyes full of longing, and she said, "I'm looking forward to a love like Xiaoluozi's."

"I also know that this big coachman will come today?"

evening.

An article said to be from the hand of the gods spread outside Qujing City, and set off a cold wave among young people.

What? Is the main character a god? Stimulate!

What? The subject is to sing the praises of free love? So exciting!

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

That book went viral almost like a gust of wind.

And the most satisfying thing is that among them, the one who had the least reaction to that book was actually a classy person who participated in festivals on weekdays and was always active!

For the first time ever, we ended up scraping together money to buy a manuscript copy in order to see that book for the first time.

It is said that there was a spectacle outside the city where a Sheren and a Moren sat together at the same time and read a book together!

It's just this sad ending that makes everyone who reads it calm down for a long time.

There is only one voice in everyone's heart. To revive us!

Be sure to revive us!

"Mar, you guys run away!" A crying male voice came from a gorgeous carriage, and Mal, who was driving the carriage, paused the whip in his hand.

"Big sister, please make that kind of joke with Mal." Mal smiled wryly, "You are a lowly witch, your father is the gray-robed Elder of Shouyuan City, and you are just a servant who drives a horse. "

"If your father knew what you said, he'd beat you to death!"

"Could it be that he loves you?" The curtain of the carriage was pulled open, revealing a gorgeously dressed man. It's just that the skirt, which was originally a small size, was stretched a little tight by the man.

When you moved like that, the carriage shook instantly, and even the horse pulling the carriage screamed twice.

The man looked at the handsome groom behind him with piercing eyes: "You are willing to go with him."

"If he abandons you, you will depend on him for life and death!"

Mal smiled softly: "Big sister, don't move around, the carriage will fall apart."

"Moreover......"

"Big sister, if you elope with you, you'll have to travel seven times in one night!"

"According to the ruts of the carriages, you will be found very quickly." Mal shook his head, "After all, there are not few reinforced carriages in the city!"

"Hmph, since he is interested in you, why did he show you that story?" The man who was accepted by Mal humorously didn't get angry, but took out the "Qu Jingyue and Xiao Luozi" from his front .

"I even tricked you into crying a little!" the man scolded loudly.

"Big sister, you can wrong people for nothing." Mar Yunai said, "It was the gods outside the temple who lied to his tears, but you are a big groom."

"You don't have the ability to write such a story!"

"All in all, big sister is going to talk about elopement again." Mal added, "So your Mal may never be able to drive you again!"

"Sit still, we'll be at Nilu's big sister's house in no time!"

The man pulled down the curtain of the car, and said quietly: "You know, he hates you at all."

"He fell in love with the pearl of our Shouyuan City, Nilu!"

"I gave you that book to show you, to test your mind!"

Mal's whipping hand stopped in the air again, and that time I didn't know what to say to the man in the car.

"He thinks less. Nilu's father is the little Elder of Shouyuan City. If you want to read the story, you should be one of the first people in the city to see it. Why do you need to bring it to you!"

"Mal, drive his car well."

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

"It's all a lie!"

"Even if Nilu really agrees to him, what can he do?"

"They just left Shouyuan City!"

"Little Elder's energy is much weaker than your father's!"

Maer came up with a lonely expression, nodded, and sighed slightly.

"Thank you big sister."

Mal replied repeatedly. shrine.

Qu Jing seemed to sense something, her brows twitched slightly.

"Da Luozi, Da Luozi, what's the matter?" Yinggou asked quickly after noticing Mo Sha's strangeness.

A smile appeared on Mosha's face.

"Sure enough, the mood in the city has picked up."

As he spoke, Mo Sha walked towards the balcony of the temple, overlooking the entire Shouyuan City, feeling this emotion carefully.

"Sadness, but a simple emotion of hope." Qu Jing nodded, "It's all the sour smell of love!"

Immediately, he sensed a force of rules falling under Own, and the Qu Jing he could mobilize seemed to be growing rapidly.

Then it was two million years, before Chen Luo injected 700,000 years into the fetal tree, there were only 1.7 million years now, but in a blink of an eye, the original quota was restored, and even broke through directly. for two million years.

And the upward momentum has not stopped.

2.1 million, 2.7 million, 2.8 million

In just a few breaths, that number exceeds eight million years. At that time, the soaring momentum has not slowed down, but it is still rising steadily.

"Is your guess wrong?" Mo Sha confirmed in his heart, "The true feelings from the heart have less gold content than this superficial emotion."

"It's meaningless." Mo Sha raised his head and looked at the sky. What Heavenly Dao pursues here is actually the hearts of the world! It seems that this Heavenly Dao really has nothing to do with me...

"In that case, on Valentine's Day eight days ago, let's throw another blockbuster!" Mo Sha rubbed his chin, and a new idea popped up in his mind!

Time passed very slowly, eight days passed in a flash. The entire Qujing City is filled with festive atmosphere.

Outside of those eight days, no orders came from the temple every day, which kept the atmosphere of Valentine's Day down.

On the first day, the whole city was full of fiery red flowers. The gods gave the will, and the woman picked flowers and gave them to the man. As long as the man accepts, if the two get married in the future, please give birth to a child from the fetal tree. Wait until seven years!

On the seventh day, the gods have made a will, and all the supplies for eating, drinking and having fun will be half price on the seventh day on Valentine's Day!

Now, it was the eighth day, and it was also the last day after Valentine's Day, and everyone was looking forward to another decree from the temple.

To be honest, we have lived such a young age and experienced so many festivals, and this is the first time we have seen such a god who can be active.

At this time, in the temple, Mosha was announcing the eighth day's activity plan to Juliet.

After those few days of fermentation, the Chen Luo that Qu Jing can control has reached a million years.

It's still a million years away, even if you control 10% of the authority!

If you rush tomorrow on Valentine's Day, maybe you can get 20% of the permissions.

Therefore, the atmosphere of Valentine's Day is very important.

Therefore, Mosha sent out only one order every day, but all together.

It's that sense of anticipation.

The emotions brought about by the sense of anticipation are less lasting and precious than the emotions that arise suddenly.

"Love is the instinct of life, and it should be free."

"However, it is a barrier between the same race and a small force, and I can change it!"

"There is only a slight change." "The will of God."

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

"On that day, people who love each other at the same level can stay together forever. In Shouyuan City, anyone can make things difficult for us!"

"Only one day in a year! That's an insult to love." "On that day, the fetal tree is closed, and any request for a birth is accepted!"

After Qu Jing finished speaking, she gave a thumbs up in her heart. Thanks to Cowherd and Zhinan for giving own inspiration!

Juliet opened her mouth small, looking at the aged God under the seat of God, she froze in place for a moment.

He said that the order is reasonable... I actually allowed the forbidden love across levels to be transferred from paper to reality, so how can it be done?

But he said that the order is reasonable... it can only be for one day, and the fetal tree is closed on that day, just to allow others to make things difficult. According to God's right, how can it be done!

But I always feel weird.

Very slowly, the will of the Eighth God spread throughout Shouyuan City. Just like Juliet's reaction, the small minority fell into astonishment!

But immediately afterwards, there were earth-shattering cheers!

Many people lay down in the direction of the temple.

"The eighth decree, is it like that?" Nilu, who was trying on tomorrow's parade costume, was surprised when she heard the news from the attendant.

Then, you rolled your eyes and said to the waiter: "Go."

"Go outside Mika's big sister's house, ask Mika's big sister, and tell him that you want to borrow my family's coachman to go on a cruise with you."

"Let this Qu Jing play Derry City!"

This servant is a servant, and when he heard Nilu's order, his face showed embarrassment: "big sister, is that... suitable?"

"How is it appropriate?" Nilu raised her mouth, "The gods said that on that day, people from different levels can be together in the dark."

"As a performer, should I find a real slave?"

"The father is the little Elder, and you, as the father's son, must be the first to support all decisions of the gods."

"Slow down!"

"Ah! Yes!" The waiter hurriedly left, while Nilu looked at her ugly self in the mirror and sighed, "Is it only one day?"

"Let's cherish and celebrate that 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 southwestern border, in Shouyuan City, not a single god is rising."

"You smell taboo!"

"It's very old with the mysterious man who went to Qujing Lake later." "Go check it out!"