I Really Don’t Want To Be A Calamity

"I really don't want to be calamity ()"! That night.

Ten o'clock in the evening.

gu gu town.

Moonlight and stars are rare.

The town that has just fallen snow is covered with a thick white coat.

Under the shining moon, two figures sneak in midair by the night.

――One of the silhouettes swayed, as if it would crash at any time, and even spewed out wine hiccups from time to time, just like a big fart, especially loud.

The bright moonlight falls, casting a mottled shadow in the cemetery of gu gu town.

The shadow of the tree swayed, and the characters on the tombstone seemed to come alive, revealing the secrets and gloom everywhere.

A girl with long purple hair was wandering in the cemetery with a flashlight. She squatted down from time to time, stood up, and squatted down-it turned out that she was digging [snow roots] in the cemetery.

"Are you sure she is my daughter?... Hiccups~"

The Supreme mage squinted, as if he couldn't see the silhouette on the snow clearly, but the bright purple, let He was a little skeptical.

When Yi Lin heard it, his expression was weird, and he secretly said that your own daughter is not sure to make me sure? Are you looking for your daughter or am I looking for your daughter?

After hesitating for a while, seeing that the Supreme Master’s mentality collapsed and was drunk, Yi Lin floated cross-legged in the air, and whispered, “According to my understanding and reasoning, if you have to say that there are so many residents For your daughter, it could only be her." By the way, Yi Lin mourned for the poor honest man Pierre for three seconds.

The expensive [Upper Ancient Fruit Wine] became the helpless mage's only support at this moment. He was silent for a while, and didn't know where to put his hands, so he could only take another big gulp into his mouth.

"Can't you confirm your magic?"

Yi Lin knows that Supreme Master knows a lot of mysteries, and I don't know whether the "omnipotent" magic in his mouth can be used to recognize relatives .

"Yes!" The Supreme Master suddenly realized that he didn't seem to remember his identity as a "Mage" until this moment, and quickly nodded: "I need a piece of her hair."

Yi Lin nodded,

Turn on [Like a Shadow Following the Body] and get closer. He waved his hand and pulled a long purple hair from Abigail's head neatly and cleanly.

Abigail playing in the cemetery felt an itchy scalp, so he reached out and touched it, but didn't care.

Supreme Master Parkinson's hand clenched that long hair, his eyes were red, like a gambler who lost all in a casino. He clenched that hair, closed his eyes and meditated for more than ten seconds, then opened his eyes.

For a moment, Master Supreme’s eyes flashed with surprises, regrets, and other complex emotions. He lowered his head and looked down: "She really is my daughter!"

Yi Lin laughed: "Oh, awesome, Spell can still recognize my relatives, and teach me when I have time."

The Supreme Master stared at Yi Lin with bloodshot eyes. He couldn't hear the hateful farmer teasing him. In normal times, when there was no threat of food, he would definitely go back ruthlessly-but now he was not in the mood.

Yi Lin could not understand the mage's mood at the moment.

After all, he has no daughter and no unfathomable mystery to be a father.

In this situation, what should we say to encourage and encourage, or to comfort the mage?

This love can be turned into a remembrance, but just didn’t pay attention at that time?

It's not good, it shouldn't be the case.

You have to take the grass you planted back when you cry?

Nor is it right, the wizard may get angry.

Congratulations on being a father?

It seems that this sounds bad.

Do you remember the child who was at the tower of the mage beside the forest lake back then?

Saying this, the mage is likely to fight him on the spot.

After thinking for a long time, Yi Lin didn't know what to say, so he could only remain silent.

After a while, the mage finally mustered up the courage, and his cloak flicked like a fighter jet with the accelerator pedaling to the bottom, swooping down.

"bang!"

The mage crawled out of the snowdrift in embarrassment.

Yi Lin covered his eyes speechlessly, he couldn't look at it. This old father's appearance is really ingenious.

The sudden movement behind her shocked the purple-haired girl who was exploring in the cemetery.

The Supreme Mage arched his back, slowly got up, and exhaled a murky breath of alcohol.

To tell the truth, Abigail is indeed as bold as her mother Caroline described, and he likes some ridiculous things. Faced with such a weird situation, the normal girl's normal response should be to scream, and then run away.

And Abigail not only didn't run, but eyes shined, cautiously a few steps closer to where the wizard crashed.

"Are you...?"

Abigail asked curiously.

"I...you, dad, you...I...oh shit!"

The mage who is usually good at quarrels is as clumsy as a brain, stammering incoherently, For a long time, I didn't come up with a complete sentence "I'm actually your real dad".

Abigail shrank his neck, seeming to be frightened by the wizard.

Yi Lin can't stand it anymore, and can't bear to let the mage face this important moment alone. He quietly came to the neighborhood, coughed slightly, said with a smile: "Abigail, Why are you still not going home? You quarreled with your mother again?"

"Farmer Uncle!" Yi Lin's favorability on the Caroline family of three is not low. Abigail has nothing to do with Yi Lin Watchful, smiling: "No, father said he wanted to chat with mother in the room, the voice will be a little loud, he let me come out to play."

Yi Lin and the mage looked at each other in blank dismay, speechless.

Abigail kicked the snow by his feet, and lowered his head and said, "But I will tell you quietly, mother usually dislikes chatting with father the least, saying that father talks about two minutes and can’t talk anymore. It's really boring."

Yi Lin glanced at the mage silently again.

The mage shook his head, stared and motioned, as if to say, this is not important, don't look at me.

Yi Lin sighed lightly, and decided to help Yuanyuanchang for the mage who had trouble with his mouth.

"Abigail, this grandfather, ah no, this uncle, is now helping out on my farm, I'm pretty good."

Abigail crooked Holding his head, looking up and down, his hands trembling, his eyes shining, the unshaven Supreme mage hesitated for a moment, cautiously said: "I can't see it..."

The Supreme mage was very injured on the side and tried hard. Pick up the icy snow and pour it into your mouth.

"If, I said if..." Yi Lin feels that his tone is like the strange Uncle who deceives an ignorant girl: "If there is a vast world outside the town of gu gu, there will be flying there. There are fire-breathing birds, water-spraying flowers, and many things you have never seen before. Do you want to take a look?"

"Yes!"

Abigail smiled happily.

Yi Lin glanced at the mage and asked, "If the price is, you can't come back here again?"

Abigail was taken aback, she lowered her head and thought for a moment. When I lifted the head again, my eyes sparkled: "Can I bring my father mother with you?"

Yi Lin shook his head: "No."

"Forget it." Abi Gail pouted, seemingly unhappy, and has several points of regret: "Here, it's pretty good too."

What else does Yi Lin want to ask.

The Supreme Master tremblingly grasped Yi Lin's clothes with his scarred hands.

"Let's go."

Abigail looked at the two silhouettes gradually disappearing in the night and snow, and whispered: "What a strange uncle."

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……

"Is this really good?"

Along the way, the mage remained silent.

He didn't even answer Yi Lin's words.

Nor did it explain why.

He flew in the direction of the farm in muddleheaded cloak.

Even his hands and feet seemed to be broken, and he slumped softly, letting the cloak lord act like a hook, and "hanging" the expressionless Supreme mage back to the farm.

Later, Master Supreme soaked in the cellar day and night, getting drunk.

For the rest of the winter, Supreme Master seems to have become a wine barrel.

I have never left the cellar.

Until,

The third spring.

"The third year, new spring."

Yi Lin stretched his waist and walked out of the room at six o'clock in the morning.

The Supreme Master who had been a barrel for a few days unexpectedly woke up today.

He is now in front of the mirror, carefully trimming his beard, and using high-grade wax, cautiously combing the curls on his head, the whole person regains a new brilliance.

"Did you figure it out?"

Yi Lin came up behind the Supreme Master and asked with a smile.

"en. "

"Is this really good?"

"That's it." The corner of Master Supreme's mouth slightly raised, and his right hand shook , The cloak took the initiative to add himself and draped it over his shoulders. I saw him floating slowly, his radiant face was full of mysterious and elegant aura.

"You are now able to master the basics of the mage proficiently, so starting from today, our course will enter the next new stage."

The mage said, With both hands shaking and pulling, two complex arrays of magic appear out of thin air between the palms, like two small shields.

……

Since the breakthrough of assets of 20 million, Yi Lin has been upgraded to Nongsheng, and his life with explosive liver on the farm is equivalent to over.

Even if he plays for a year casually, he only makes more than 10 million wines.

To be honest, this trial is not difficult.

A little liver mine, find the right way to fish, and find a wizard helper, you can easily pass the nightmare level trial this time, it's really not too difficult.

In order not to appear so outrageous on the Farmer's Ranking List, Yi Lin started from the spring of the third year, all the wine produced in his cellar was collected, and the wine was turned into aged wine, so he would not sell it, so as not to be scared. Broke other people.

He has more headaches now.

Yi Lin walked to another luxurious house with a more spacious cellar.

Walking into the cellar and looking at it at a glance, close and numerous in the cellar of nearly a thousand square meters, close and numerous are filled with [gem copying machines], which produce several boxes of Perfect level crystals every day, and pile up one In fact, Yi Lin’s storage space can’t fit so many crystals a long time ago.

Yi Lin doesn't know where to use the extra crystals. His brain hurts.

But this is convenient for Supreme Master.

When he practiced his hands, he didn’t need to think about consumption, he directly let the cloak-lord enter the crystal cellar, pocketed the pile of crystals on the ground, took out a thousand 800 kg crystals, and put them in the open field of the farm. Play slowly, slowly toss, Supreme Master has a lot of fun.

The formulaic life makes it hard to feel the ebbing of time.

Whether it is Yi Lin or Supreme Master, at least theoretically, they have almost mastered the other's knowledge.

Why is it almost?

Take Yi Lin as an example. Yi Lin knows how the mage releases all spells. But unlike the mage, he lacks the worship and understanding of those high-ranking bosses. In the words of Supreme Master: If you want to borrow the power of Weishandi, Domam and other big guys, you must first understand it, understand it, worship it, please it, and go deep into it. Otherwise, the big guys will not bird you.

Spring goes to summer solstice, summer goes to autumn.

In a blink of an eye, there is not much time left until the end of this trial.

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