Sand Sculpture Demon King, Online Farming

01.

Hill spent half a month leisurely on the Dead Bird, and then went to the Dijon tribe to participate in their annual nomad festival. The Nomad Festival is the most important and grand festival of the Dijon tribe. The people of Dijon will take part in competitions, horse racing, martial arts competitions, archery, and a wife carrying contest.

In the beginning, the nomad festival was mainly to pray to the gods for good weather. At that time, the martial arts competition had to die before it was successfully held. Now the Dijon tribe has gradually abandoned these customs and replaced them with livestock. Nevertheless, casualties will often occur during the Nomad Festival.

Looking at different scenery, feeling different cultures, and being infected by their enthusiasm, these feelings are great. Every time like this, Hill feels that the world is so big and there are so many interesting things, so how lucky it is to live, so in order to see more wonderful things, work hard.

Now Hill can be called the most powerful person on the mainland. Except for the Devil, the human side indirectly controls three empires and an island. This kind of height is naturally very refreshing in the past. There is a saying that you can't imagine the happiness of the rich, and that's probably what it means.

Hmm... and then this "the most powerful man in the mainland" was captured by Monroe on the spot while playing at a bonfire.

"It seems that some people are very busy." Monroe said, "Even though I heard that Goldnia is as busy as the top."

"It seems that some people are also very idle." Hill responded with a smile, "I have time to come out to find someone."

Monroe laughed: "You."

Hill smiled and leaned closer: "Me."

The two looked at each other for a while, then laughed together.

There are a total of five bonfires in the middle. The one in the middle is the largest. The stones laid below are different from the four bonfires next to each other. These are all very particular. An old Dijon just told Hill, Hill It feels great, but I forget it when I look back...this is very real in the world.

The flame was burning, and the sparks flew into the night sky, floating for a long time before dissipating. The Dijon people sang and danced around the bonfire hand in hand, and there was a circle of Dijon people spinning on horseback in the outer circle.

Fire reflected on Hill and Monroe's faces, bright and dark. The atmosphere at this time was too much, Hill stepped forward to touch Monroe's hand, and then touched it... "Hurry up and make your hands concrete." He said.

"Why?" Monroe asked.

"I want to touch." Hill said confidently.

"Okay." Monroe said as he turned his body completely out.

Hill touched Monroe's hand contentedly: "Well, fresh and warm hand."

"...Although your sentence is correct in a sense, it's horrifying to express it directly," Monroe said.

"You should be thankful that I just touched your hand just now. Wouldn't it be more frightening if I touched your other place suddenly and felt nothing." Hill said.

Monroe helped his forehead: "I can understand immediately what you are talking about, I really am..."

Monroe couldn't find the right word for a while, and Hill smiled and said, "Yes, you are dirty, my Lord Paladin."

"Ah, it's soiled by you, from mind to body." Monroe answered.

Hill felt itchy all over for a while, and he quickly straightened his expression: "You didn't come to me to chat with me, right."

Monroe Wangtian: "...In fact, I want to talk to you about business, but somehow it has developed to this point."

"My fault." Hill quickly admitted, he was still a bit compelling (...).

The two went out from the crowd and walked along the edge of the camp. There are many mosquitoes in the grassland late at night, but of course they won’t come over and bite the two demons.

"I put most of the things on the right track, and then I just need to work almost step by step." Hill said, "So I'll come out to play... No, I'm out to inspect."

Monroe just looked at him like that.

"Cough, well, I admit, it's not a step-by-step process. I'd better monitor and inspect by the side. Gu," Hill said immediately.

Monroe shook his head and laughed: "I didn't mean to blame you..."

"Blam me too much drama." Hill said.

Monroe continued to laugh helplessly: "Sometimes I don't know how to pick you up, but whenever this happens, I think you are really too cute."

"Oh, this is the so-called stop talking and kiss me." Hill said solemnly.

"Ah, in that case..."

Hill closed his eyes and accepted the kiss. Although Monroe kissed very tenderly, the dark aura on his body always rushed towards his face uncontrollably. On the one hand, because Monro was a powerful demon, he had this kind of aura, and on the other hand, Monro looked at him. It wasn't as calm as it seemed. He might have drove the car in full swing in his heart-this was also determined by the characteristics of his demons. Hill felt so excited every time he noticed this. Such Monroe really had a fatal temptation, too sexy.

After the kiss was over, Hill was still a little bit interested. Although he was about to move, he didn't want Monroe to think that he was so crazy, so he immediately began to talk about the business: "So you are looking for me for the dark Vatican?"

Monroe was thinking about being gentle after kissing, but he didn't expect that the other party would directly talk about business in such a cruel manner. Monroe choked and responded, "Yes."

"Go on?"

"At the moment, the Dark Church and other aspects of us are facing some essential problems. These problems will gradually be exposed after entering the stage of slow development, and this is also the case with the bird of dawn." Monroe said.

"Well, yes, you are right, even though it is nonsense. The cliché, oh not the Monroe cliché." Hill said.

"It always feels like you have big opinions about me in some ways...Is it my illusion?" Monroe asked.

"Actually, I was deliberately making a fuss and acting like a baby to you." Hill said solemnly.

"Well... Although you don't understand it well, your acting like a baby is really ingenious." Monroe said.

Hill was entertained: "Hahaha okay, is it ingenious to owe Bian hahaha?" After haha ​​for a few times, he said, "Do you mean the foundation of the dark Vatican?"

"Yes." Monroe said: "You know, the Dark Vatican has always lacked the foundation for the stable development of believers."

"Is the Plague Islands okay?" Hill asked.

"Only the Plague Islands is okay," Monroe replied.

"Can the focus be completely transferred to the Plague Islands?" Hill asked.

"Then you and I can only fall in love with Plato?" Monroe asked rhetorically.

"I don't think so. Okay, I understand that my question is stupid." Hill said immediately.

Monroe coughed: "I knew you would deny it, but I didn't expect the denial to be so straightforward..."

"Hey."

"Then I will continue. In addition, some old believers of the Dark Church are themselves time bombs. You can probably think of the things they did." Monroe said.

"Well, but I thought you would prefer to call them a double-edged sword." Hill said.

The stars hung high in the gray night sky, and the lake coveted the stars, stole some starlight and spread it on top of it. The night wind blew and the stars were washed away. Monroe stood on the edge of the lake and continued in the tone of his conversation: "They are double-edged swords when I need them."

"Oh, it looks like you are going to unload the grit and kill the donkey." Hill knelt down, picked up a stone and hit a beautiful splash.

Monroe's eyes followed the splash: "This word is a bit ugly."

"You are going to kill them, so you don't need to care if it sounds bad or not." Hill sat directly on the rock by the lake.

"That's true." Monroe walked over to Hill, but didn't sit down. He always sits, sits and stands, which is a habit he left when he was a Paladin.

"But here is a serious question. Do you believe it's the shore? Will you forgive?" Hill shook the weeds on the ground with his hands.

It took several seconds for Monroe to say, "Yes, this is a cruel question."

Hill smiled, did not continue to ask, but passed by for himself. They always give each other this kind of space when they get along with each other: "But at least give it a chance, and there is a difference between the dark church and the light church. Yes, but I think you know."

"Yes." Monroe replied.

"Then back to the problem at the beginning, since you asked me for help, let me take care of the whole thing. I really like the feeling of fighting, killing, and stepping on people pretending to be X."

Hill’s remarks gave Monroe a bit of help. Although he knew the nature of the other party for a long time, it was really... "So many people will get hurt."

"Of course not." Hill said with a smile.

"what……"

"Because half of me will kill people directly." Hill continued.

"Ah, that would have to trouble you." Monroe said.

"It's okay, I'll take care of me next, and I'll take care of you tonight." Hill said.

It's really a meaningful sentence.

02.

After tonight.

Hill flipped through the information of the old priest of the Dark Vatican and pulled out one of the pages: "I think he can be buried in as a nail."

Monroe looked at the man's information: "Do you think he is reliable?"

Hill smiled and said casually: "I can make him reliable."

In a word, too deep meaning is hidden behind it.

03.

The preliminary planning of "Peter Pan" has entered a similar stage, and Hill set about finishing the script.

Peter Pan's original work is a literary work created by James Barry, originally a stage play. It mainly tells the adventure story of Peter Pan and Wendy and her brothers. The film was shot in 2003, and the top special effects at the time seem to be a little outdated, but the story itself and its adaptation are still quite outstanding.

Love, growth and freedom. "Peter Pan" is a beautiful fairy tale for children, and it is still a beautiful fairy tale for adults, but there is helplessness and sadness in it. The film critic said, "People can't refuse to grow up. When you are not a child, You will lose your imagination, your body will become heavier and heavier, some simple and beautiful things will be gradually forgotten by you, and in the end only the mundane disturbances will remain." This meaning is implied in the movie, but you need to look carefully to detect it. The whole is still a beautiful fairy tale... Probably?

——Hill seems to be keen to fix these things these days.

Those who are growing up are confused and lonely, rebellious and dreamy are blended together, and the children will never grow up on Neverland. Happiness is their eternal pursuit. On the earth, Never Island has become a spiritual symbol.

The preliminary preparations are almost complete, and now all that is left is the actors. The protagonists of this movie are all children. It is not easy to find such a small actor.

Hill turned the pen to look at Alice over there, she was sitting properly, and the succubus Samore was braiding her hair.

"It seems that Alice can play the leading role?"

"Will that one be crazy?" Irvin asked, he was talking about the Pope.

"The other party will think that I deliberately found someone who looks similar to scare him." Hill said.

"That's it." Irvine nodded.

"Can I also act in a movie?" Alice showed a look of yearning.

"It seems like..." Hill thought for a moment and then shook his head, "No way, no way."

"why?"

Hill coughed and said seriously: "There is a kissing scene in it."

This really made everyone laugh, and even Alice showed a helpless smile.

Hill pulled out the corner of his mouth and threw the dagger directly at Goldnia over there: "What a smile!"

Goldnia caught the dagger and controlled his smile, but there was still a smile on his face: "How can my king attack me? Don't lose the dark elf, Almingming is the one who laughs most happily."

Hill answered honestly: "I feel that if I Zaal, he would be pierced by a dagger without avoiding it, and then said with happiness that this was the pain my king gave me."

"puff……"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Everyone laughed more happily this time.

The dark elf Albrecht felt offended: "Am I so perverted?" After he finished speaking, he thought for a while, and said, "Oh ok, it seems I am so perverted."

"puff……"

"What should I say……"

"Hahahahaha..."

Today's Blackrock Tower has a good atmosphere.

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