My daughter is amazing

Chapter 119 117. A Different Mountain Top

That night, in order to welcome the return of the village chief, the villagers held a grand bonfire party in the new small village square according to the usual practice. Everyone sang and danced, with wine and meat, and it was quite lively.

Luo Er ate, drank and danced to relieve the fatigue accumulated during this period, and then told everyone what happened outside.

"Let me tell you, my daughter is really good at studying! The teachers and professors in the college all praised her as a genius, and the classmates all regarded her as a school bully. Even I was envious of my life!"

"Let me tell you, my daughter is very promising. I always take the airship when I come back. Have you ever seen an airship? I'm afraid you haven't heard of it?"

"Let me tell you, my daughter may have done it. Fengrao Valley, think about it, how far away it is, she can run to the archaeological site alone, and even dig out a big news, which will definitely be on the headlines of the newspaper later!"

After all, the three sentences are always inseparable from her daughter, and as a result, she basically doesn't mention what she has done.

It’s not that he kept a low profile on purpose, but he felt that these villagers were ignorant and didn’t understand anything, and they couldn’t understand what he said, and they kept asking questions, as if they were on Zhihu. It takes a long time to explain everything, which is very troublesome.

But while talking, Luo Er suddenly noticed some unharmonious details, suddenly changed the topic, pointed to a mountain in the distance shrouded in night, and asked:

"Huh? Is it because of the darkness? Why do I feel that the mountain opposite seems to have suddenly become taller?"

"Look, look, I remember sitting here before, the mountain doesn't seem to be that high, does it?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere of talking and laughing suddenly froze.

But fortunately, it only lasted a second, and everyone continued talking and laughing.

"Village Chief, have you drunk too much?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? You don't understand the village chief's drinking capacity? It's obviously because I haven't been back for a long time, and I have forgotten the shape of the village."

"Yes, yes, the village chief, you have such a good time outside, and your daughter is so promising, will you not come back in the future?"

After hearing someone ask this question, everyone gradually became quiet, as if they were all concerned about Luo Er's answer.

And this question happened to be the one that Luo Er had been struggling with and hesitating for a long time. He immediately forgot the little doubts before, and drank half a bottle of fruit wine in a ton of boredom, and then said leisurely:

"No, I won't leave. I must protect this place..."

The villagers smiled and waited for him to continue.

But Rohr went on to say:

"However, my daughter also needs to be taken good care of. Don't let her suffer outside, be cheated or something..."

"So I plan to go out to see her every once in a while, and bring her some fresh vegetables and fruits from the village."

Hearing what he said, the villagers began to applaud.

"This is the best way. You really deserve to be the village head! You made the most sensible decision!"

"The village head is a career with his left hand and a family with his right hand. It's really enviable!"

"That's right, the village chief is not here, everyone is doing well, so you can rest assured to take care of little Keli, just come back every few months..."

"Come here, village chief, I respect you a bottle!"

Luo Er was overjoyed for a while, and unknowingly drank a lot of fruit wine. Even if the concentration was low, he still felt a little tipsy, just in the state of sleeping.

So he chatted with everyone again, and then he went back to his room, looked at the two portraits of his daughter hanging on the wall, and fell asleep with a sense of relief and satisfaction.

However, the villagers outside did not disperse, they just extinguished the bonfire and other lighting torches and braziers, and darkness enveloped the small mountain village.

A neighbor whose sweetheart fruit was particularly sweet listened to the movement of the village chief's house, and after confirming that Luo Er was fast asleep, he snapped his fingers.

Luo Er's house suddenly became distorted and blurred. It looked a little translucent, as if it was about to disappear, but it always maintained this illusory state.

He said again with his mouth;

"It's fine, the village chief won't notice the movement outside, and will sleep peacefully until dawn."

Compared with the magical communication of ideas before, it is more convenient and safer to speak with the mouth.

The fat man on the side nodded, looked at the mess on the ground again, and ordered:

"Ada and Ah Er, let's clean up here first, it's a mess."

Ah Da and Ah Er, the smiling and black-faced brothers, are the youngest in the village except Ke Li, so many chores are entrusted to them.

The two had no complaints about this, and readily accepted Fatty's arrangement.

I saw that the empty wine bottles on the ground automatically became brand new, and then bounced back to the fat man's wine cellar as if they had grown feet; It disintegrated into mosaic-like fragments and sank into the ground.

This small square has become tidy and beautiful again.

During the whole process, there was no power fluctuation at all, and an indescribable sense of nature was revealed, as if these bottles should be clean and neatly stacked in the wine cellar; as if the garbage and residue did not exist at all .

This is the power to distort reality, to forcibly rewrite the originally impossible, the power that only demigods can master, and the means of the true apex of extraordinary power.

But in this village, it is only used for cleaning and sanitation...

But the villagers seem to have gotten used to this, without the slightest surprise, and are still discussing more serious issues.

A neighbor who grew potatoes very well and had a very honest face spoke first with a worried look on his face:

"What should we do next? The village chief seems to have discovered something?"

The neighbor who planted sweetheart fruit immediately said angrily:

"You still have the nerve to say it? Isn't it all your fault? I couldn't control my own strength and destroyed the village!"

The villagers who raised pigs and sent Luo Er's little donkey to the side chimed in:

"It's fine to destroy it, and you have cut down the land several layers, creating a big hole forcibly, otherwise the village chief would not be able to find the flaw."

"Anyway, I have stayed in the village for so long, and my control over power is still so rough that the village chief hasn't learned anything?"

Being dismissed by everyone like this, the honest-looking neighbor felt ashamed and could only lower his head in shame.

"But what should we do next? If the village chief becomes suspicious, it will be very troublesome..."

The young man Ah Da who kept smiling asked.

"How about cutting that mountain to a suitable height?"

I don't know who in the crowd suggested a sentence.

"No, it's impossible."

The fat man shook his head again and again, and retorted:

"The distance is too far, the scope is too large, too many things will be affected, and we will be exposed."

Another suggested:

"How about we lie to the village chief together?"

This proposal was immediately refuted:

"It's still not good. Always use one lie to cover another lie, and the possibility of exposure will become greater and greater."

In the end, the neighbor who lived on the right of Rolle’s house made a reliable suggestion:

"Then why don't you try using illusion? Covering that mountain with illusion should be the method with the least flaws, the lowest impact, and the least likely to be discovered by mortals."

"But... are any of you good at illusion?"

"Should I be okay?"

A villager whose family only grew corn and usually only ate corn stepped forward and recommended himself.

"No problem, right? Now the village head is sleeping, and the village head's house is also blocked. If there is too much noise, there will be some trouble."

The fat man was a little worried and asked one more question.

"Of course there is no problem. When I was still at the tenth level, I had the titles of 'Miracle Illusionist', 'Supreme Illusion Master', 'God of Illusion', etc. Please believe in my professionalism!"

The corn man spoke confidently, then reached out and took out a golden pocket watch, showing it to everyone.

"Look, this is an old guy who has been with me all my life."

The pocket watch swayed slightly between his fingers, exuding a mysterious and unique charm.

The smiling face Ah Da quickly closed his eyes, not daring to look directly at the pocket watch, and even covered the eyes of the black face Ah Er, reminding in a low voice:

"At our level, it is not yet possible to look directly."

On the other hand, Tianxin Guoren took a serious look at the pocket watch, nodded, and praised:

"It is indeed a good thing. If it is placed in this world, it will drive mortals crazy."

"Hurry up and do it."

The fat man next to him urged.

The corn man gently shook his pocket watch, making it shake gradually faster, and at the same time muttering something in a low voice, behind him emerged a huge secret magic circle as tall as a person, slowly rotating.

The pocket watch was shaking faster and faster, and the magic circle behind him was spinning faster and faster, and a majestic wave of breath erupted from his body.

The fat man couldn't help but frowned slightly, feeling that the commotion was a bit too loud.

The other villagers looked at the distant hills one after another and said:

"Huh? Is it really getting shorter?"

"It seems that juggling with this status, if used well, can also have miraculous effects!"

"Adjust the height well, it seems a bit too short?"

"No, no, it's still too high!"

The crowd commanded in a hurry, and saw that the mountain became taller and shorter, stretching and shrinking in the distance, like a bastard who kept poking his head.

Fortunately, it will be late at night, and other villagers will help cover it up. Otherwise, if this scene is seen by others, they may think that the mountain itself has come to life?

As a result, after commanding for a long time, the mountain top stretched and stretched for a long time, but it was still not adjusted to the most suitable height. Some people said it was too high, some people said it was too short, and some people asked angrily:

"Is your illusion working?"

Probably disturbed by these words, the corn man suddenly turned pale, and the secret magic circle behind him collapsed.

And the mountain top in the distance also disappeared neatly, as if it had been cut open with a knife... 」

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