Chapter 170 The year is today, the year is now

   It was determined that the task could be subcontracted, and another problem followed, stumbling Lu Bei.

   The yamen's mission experience is too little, he doesn't like it, and he doesn't bother to rush around for this little bit of experience.

  Xuanyin Division's mission experience is acceptable, the number has increased, and the harvest is quite considerable, but the level of the leeks is not enough, and players in the entire Nine Bamboo Mountain may not hear the sound when they fill in.

   Unable to bear the leeks waiting to be cut, Village Chief Gao tossed and turned, unable to sleep alone in bed.

   After thinking about it, I was still careless at first, and the three tricks of Zhonghu got on the thief ship of Xuanyin Division. If he had been more patient at that time, joined the Emperor Jizong with a good eloquence, mixed up a managerial position, and had tasks all over his body, the leeks would not be cut as much as he wanted.

  Lu Bei regretted so much, ignoring the fact that Huang Jizong's steward worked from 9 to 5 and clocked in and out of get off work every day.

   looks majestic, but in fact it has no power to freely allocate time. For practitioners, this is a big taboo. For Lu Bei, who holds the panel, he cannot serve the uncles of the Zhu family of Emperor Jizong. . .

   "Hey, it would be great if you could work two jobs, while earning the experience of the Xuanyin Division, while reaping the benefits of Emperor Jizong, and not having to take responsibility for both."

   In front of the door, Lu Bei, pushed by the little fox, ignited the second string of firecrackers. I hope that the new year will bring a new atmosphere, and that the explosion will remove the bad luck, and that his humble and ordinary wish will be realized as soon as possible.

   Early this morning, Lu Bei announced a three-day holiday before the players asked for red envelopes on the grounds of the Chinese New Year.

   As for whether the players will accept the quest today...

   During the Chinese New Year, the yamen also has a holiday.

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   "Master, I want this candied haws."

   "I want that Sugar Man."

   "Master, I want it all!"

  Langyu County, the market is very lively, and the streets are full of joy.

  Lu Bei took five little foxes to scavenge the goods around, and if they were interested, no matter if they were useful or not, as long as they opened their mouths, they all waved their hands, and they bought five copies.

  Shechang followed behind and was responsible for paying the bills.

   A morning was spent in the market.

  At noon, the little foxes were hungry, and She Hean led them to a restaurant with the highest consumption level in the county. The delicious food was another burst of laughter.

   This restaurant has little to do with She Yan, but the pawnshop under her name bought a share of the restaurant before it opened, which is barely her own business.

  The same is true in the afternoon. The market continues to sweep the goods, add new clothes, and change new things. They do not leave the county until the sunset.

  Unfortunately, there is no scholar who is proud of his style and style to come forward and meet by chance, causing him to miss a hug from left to right and fail to pretend to be a winner in life.

  Sanqingfeng, inner courtyard.

  Lu Bei lit fireworks, and the little foxes looked up at the sky and formed a circle. Every time the silver flowers bloomed in the dark night, they all exclaimed in unison.

  The golden-scaled snake squatted on the top of Lu Bei's head. Once the fireworks were exhausted, it opened its snout and spit out the next batch of ammunition in the arsenal.

   Over Sanqing Peak, the PM2.5 index soared.

  She Hean sat alone on the stone table, holding spirit tea in his hand, a warm smile on the corner of his mouth, contentedly watching the scene in front of him.

  For so many years, finally I am not alone relying on the window and watching others reunite with their families.

The feeling of    home, she had forgotten for a long time, she thought she would never enjoy it again.

   Thinking of the encounter that changed all of this, the picture of Lu Bei holding the source of the bloodline in her mind, threatening her with ten years of hard work, instantly stiffened her warm smile.

  It was a pretty bad encounter, because it was a real fight, and her fate hurt more than others.

   "Sister She, what are you thinking, with such an ugly face, did you eat a bad stomach?"

  Lu Bei leaned forward with the golden-scaled snake, stretched out his hand and shook it in front of She Hean: "Let's play together, don't hold a teacup and stay still when you are old. The more you don't move, the faster your mentality will grow old."

   "ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss"

  Golden Scaled Snake shook his head and vomited the letter, followed by persuading her. She knew that She Hean really wanted to participate, but because of Elder She's majestic air, he couldn't hold back.

  She glared at Lu Bei: "It's good, seeing them happy makes me happy."

   "Okay, I'll be a little wronged and be happy with you." Lu Bei bent down and sat beside She Hean, took a sip from the teacup.

  The silver flowers of the fire tree, the stars all over the sky, and the fireworks beams hang down, reflecting a dazzling scene.

  The golden-scaled snake saw that Lu Bei's persuasion was not counter-productive and was turned against him. He hissed a few times, walked away in an instant, joined the little foxes, and started to play in full swing.

   Regarding the question of Sister Snake's transformation, Lu Bei asked She Hen, and the answer he got was nowhere in the future.

  The transformation of monsters is absolutely related to qualifications. The higher the qualifications, the more difficult it is to transform. On the contrary, for five little foxes such as Hu Zhi, because of their normal bloodlines, transformation is easier.

   It is not surprising that the demon clan with extraordinary bloodline cannot transform for hundreds of years. This does not affect their cultivation realm. According to legend, there was a demon race who was transformed into a robbery in the thunder punishment, baptized by thunder, broke through the realm continuously, and transformed into a human being, the moment the immortal class flew away on the spot.

  Originally, the transformation of the golden-scaled snake was not difficult, because of the bloodline given by the snake god, the aptitude was promoted, and the reborn was reborn.

  According to She Xiang's estimation, the golden-scaled snake was the type that flew up on the spot on the day of the transformation.

   High-altitude fireworks erupted, and the inner courtyard cheered happily. She held a teacup. While satisfied, she felt that something was missing. She glanced at her side while she lifted her hair.

   Seeing that the dead man was motionless, he lifted his foot and moved down the stone bench, leaning against it.

   Speed ​​force double A weak woman.

   "Hey, what are you doing?"

   Noticing the change beside him, Lu Bei's eyes instantly sharpened, and he warned: "Sister She, you know me, you can only lean on the shoulders of Senior Sister, and no one else can touch it."

  “…”

   "But it's New Year's Day today, and you are in love with the scene. If I refuse, you won't be happy in the next year."

  Lu Bei opened his hands with a solemn expression of heroic sacrifice: "Come on, I'm ready for everyone to be happy."

   That is really wronging you!

  She Hen's mouth twitched, and he didn't know whether to praise him for his affectionateness or to scold him for being ignorant of flattery.

   After hesitation, a figure came running quickly, and got into Lu Bei's arms amid She He's stunned mouth.

   "Master, hug."

  斛楀 slumped into Lu Bei's arms with a smile on his face, arched his head, and with her taking the lead, all the little foxes put down their fireworks sticks and gathered over.

   Seeing that his sisters were either holding Lu Bei's arms or cradling him in his arms, Hu Zhi, the most mature one, raised his hand and nodded his chin, feeling that something was wrong.

   After thinking about it, it's really inappropriate to change someone else, and it's no problem if you are in charge.

   She squinted the crescent moon at the corner of her eyes, hugged Lu Bei from behind, and buried her head on his shoulder.

   "Don't squeeze, the head will be unable to hold..."

   "Hey, who licked my face? It's unreasonable, what kind of decency is it to be sneaky, if you have the ability to do it again, I will catch her and make sure her **** will bloom tonight."

   "I'm going, Sister Snake turns out to be you, be gentle, don't bite, or the whole mountain should come to eat tomorrow."

  Shexiang: (ΦΦ)

   His eyes stared like copper bells, glaring at the traitor hanging above Lu Bei's head.

   After a while, seeing Lu Bei in a hurry, she smiled, waved a fireworks stick, lit the flames with her fingertips, and played with the gadgets of her childhood.

  There is nothing missing, I wish that the years are today, and the years are now...

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  On the third day of the Chinese New Year, players open the book online.

  The daily life of alchemy is dull and boring, far less exciting than the flowery world outside, but for the sake of stable experience, I decided to endure it.

   The average person is level 15, and he is only one step away from level 20. He only feels that a better tomorrow is beckoning to him.

  Lu Bei left the mountain gate early in the morning and told She Hen to go out with relatives, let her take on the responsibility of an elder, supervise and manage well, and don't delay the medicine business.

  The next turn of the mountain, I went to Qipanfeng first, and had two cups of tea at Piaoxiangpai, and then swayed up and went straight to Dashengguan.

  Lu Bei doesn't have many relatives and friends, the capital has no plans in the near future, the High Heaven Sword Sect...

   It's a big New Year's Eve, so don't irritate the head of Lin, let him have another happy birthday.

   Apart from these, the only people who can be counted as relatives are Dashengguan’s cousin’s family.

   To talk about the names between Lu Bei and Wei Mao, at the beginning, but Zhu Yan said casually to cover up Lu Bei's identity so that he could enter the pill room to pass the time.

   Everywhere, shouting to each other smoothly, getting used to it, and the relationship between cousin and cousin is settled.

   "Senior Sister Zhu, you have a very comfortable life, don't you plan to go out and hang out with relatives?"

  Lu Bei knocked on the gate of the Wei Mansion, and led the way down to the backyard by the maid. Seeing Zhu Yan leaning on the pavilion, squatting on the sunflower seeds in boredom, he laughed and teased.

"I think so, but that dead man with no conscience, got up early in the morning and went to the military camp. You come to judge, when he tricked me into entering the house, he obeyed and rhetoric, but it was not this perfunctory yellow-faced woman's face, If I had known this, I would go back to my mother's house for the New Year."

Zhu Yan couldn't stop complaining: "Another one who has no conscience, is worse than her father, and doesn't know how to come home to accompany me during Chinese New Year. I gave birth to such a white-eyed wolf in ten months of my pregnancy. The more I think about it, the more angry I should be. Take it home."

   "It's okay, isn't it me!"

  Lu Bei took out a Qiankun bag in his arms. After opening it, he took out a dazzling array of gouache, brocade, and several pairs of gold hairpins and jade bracelets, and pushed them in front of Zhu Yan.

   "Oh, how embarrassing, I didn't give you a red envelope, senior sister, how embarrassed to take your present."

  Zhu Yan waved her hands again and again, picked up the jade bracelet, put it on her wrist, and shook it in front of Lu Bei: "How, does it look good?"

   "As expected of senior sister, after you put it on, the ordinary bracelet immediately looks good."

   "Tsk tsk, the little mouth is so sweet, no wonder Senior Sister Bai, who is so heart-stopping, is loved by you..."

   Zhu Yan covered her mouth and snickered in the middle of her words, then took out a bunch of red envelopes, stuffed them all into Lu Bei's arms, and dragged him out of the house.

   "Senior sister, where are you going?"

   "Your cousin is considered a waste. You, as a younger brother, have no shirk. You have to take responsibility. Today, accompany me to the market for a walk." Zhu Yanxi smiled.

   "Ah this..."

  Lu Bei scratched his head again and again, his lines were so bad that he would be unable to fix him. Thinking of something, he asked, "By the way, Senior Sister Zhu, I asked you about someone, and her surname is Zhu too."

   "If the surname is Zhu, then there are no good people, living or dead, male or female?"

   "Zhu Qilan."

  “???”

   (end of this chapter)