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Pasting Spring Festival couplets……

Lin Tuo froze for a moment, turned his head and glanced at the date in the lower right corner of the computer screen, and then realized:

It's New Year's Eve today.

Yes, teacher, you didn't return the New Year's goods you bought specially two days ago.

Huaxi babbled and put down the boiled paste—it was all cooked with flour, steaming and steaming just out of the pot, and a stack of red Spring Festival couplets was folded under her armpit, spread out, and cut. It's cut.

Lin Tuo groaned and laughed at himself, I forgot the exact date.

In fact, it's not his fault that he forgot, Lishan is very quiet and there are no other people. The nearest towns are all at the foot of the mountain.

It has been more than half a year since he resigned, including the period between Yuehai and Tianyuan Continent, it has been more than two years.

When people and social relations are separated, the sense of time becomes blurred and chaotic.

Sometimes, Lin Tuo even feels a little like there are no years in the mountains... It's not bad to think about buying new year's goods, but how can I remember the exact date?

At this time, I woke up after being reminded, and my whole person was inexplicably excited. I rolled up my sleeves and immediately got busy with Huaxi. Although posting Spring Festival couplets can be done by myself at this time, it is troublesome after all.

Lin Tuo took a brush and smeared the back of each sheet evenly. After finishing one sheet, he handed one to Huaxi, and the little girl ran out to post it.

The martial arts gym is quite big, with many rooms, wells, eaves, and so on. Huaxi came in and out, and Hathaway rolled back and forth, and then raised her neck to give Huaxi her opinion:

Oh, the left side is lower...it's higher and higher! Go lower, hey, that's right.

Can you get there? You're so short? If you want me to say, let Lin Tuo stick it. He's tall.

Pfft, you got it wrong, and you're still 'full of fat pigs', how can there be a pigsty here, hahaha...

There were only three of them in the empty house in Lishan, but after Hathaway yelled like this, it was unexpectedly a bit lively.

Huaxi was so angry at being ridiculed by this guy, and then slapped and paste Fat Pig Full Circle on the crystal ball,

Then he giggled and laughed, Lin Tuo felt a little helpless watching it.

But when the posting is over, the originally old courtyard is indeed a little bit more beautiful.

Huaxi and Hathaway didn't have the concept of Spring Festival, so they learned a lot of things from the Internet. Lin Tuo didn't intervene much, so he made it look decent.

Huaxi even started preparing these a few days in advance, not to mention all kinds of snacks, even the prepared dumplings are made of monster meat.

It wasn't a monster, but a monster. It was captured from Tianyuan Continent through the star gate. She even wiped the TV in the room that had been out of use for a long time, turned it on early, and adjusted it to a set.

Lin Tuo wanted to say who still watches the Spring Festival Gala now, but hesitated for a while, and didn't say anything, and it would be fine to just play the sound.

The two of them tossed a ball and it was night. This year is very different. Too many things have happened in the past six months, and the alien messenger just happened to come out on New Year's Eve. It may not be a problem for other countries, but for China, it is the most obvious. The only thing is that the topic of dinner at night is a little bit off...

The same is true for Li Shan's two players.

When the night fell, the three of them gathered in Lin Tuo's bedroom, and moved to the dining table to set up the Spring Festival Gala while making dumplings. They also divided the work. For example, Hathaway was in charge of rolling the dough...

She washed the whole ball and put it on the table. Lin Tuo and Huaxi threw the dough to her, and she was responsible for rolling and flattening it... Not to mention, it was so taller than a rolling pin...

How is the nearest place to Mountain Sword Sect?

Very good, the site selection has been completed, and Baigong has recently started laying the foundation.

But it is due to seasonal reasons. It is not easy to construct when the weather is cold, so the construction period should be slower. First delineate the scope, transport materials, and start building the house when the weather is warmer.

Huaxi rolled up his sleeves to the crook of his arms, took the dough that Hathaway rolled out with one hand, and held the chopsticks with the other hand to pick up the monster meat stuffing and put it in.

Lin Tuo nodded, and Huaxi said curiously:

I heard that those warriors came back from the North and South Continents, and brought envoys with them?

Yes. Lin Tuo put the ugly dumplings beside him, smacked his lips, and forcibly comforted himself with it's the same in the stomach.

Then, while bagging, he told the adventure process of the group of warriors, and everyone's eyes were bright.

For them, Lin Tuo seldom described these things in such detail, it was very interesting to listen to, and Lin Tuo was also very emotional, who would have thought that in the real time only half a year... so many changes had occurred.

It's very embarrassing.

At about nine o'clock in the evening, the two ran to the yard with a ball and set off most of the firecrackers they bought in one go, making a loud ding-dong.

Except for Lin Tuo, although the other two guys didn't know why they had to set off the cannons, it was enough to hear the celebration, especially the continuous sound of firecrackers coming from the town below the mountain, which made the night particularly unsettling.

After setting off the cannon, Huaxi excitedly set up the pot, pounded garlic and put vinegar on it, and the monster meat was unexpectedly delicious after being minced, Lin Tuo couldn't help but eat a few more, laughing and making noises, After the New Year's Eve dinner, Lin Tuo habitually returned to the study, and it was already eleven o'clock.

Pick up the phone, open the group chat, it's still lively, gathering five blessings or something.

Lin Tuo sometimes admires these businessmen. Through repeated and vast commercial activities, they integrate them into people's minds and make them a part of the festival... It's like thinking of rice dumplings for the Dragon Boat Festival and moon cakes for the Mid-Autumn Festival...

If it continues to evolve like this, and persists for a few more years, won't it also become part of the festival logo?

Become a cultural symbol?

Hiss... so terrifying!

But speaking of integrating into the mind... I feel that this is a bit similar to the innate abilities of awakened people, monster races, and wizards. It is also the embedding of certain 'symbols' in people's minds... Uh, what am I thinking about? Woolen cloth.

Sitting in the wicker chair, Lin Tuo held his cell phone and laughed at himself.

At this moment, in the sandbox in the state of a galaxy, a shining ether line suddenly rose from the sandbox of the earth.

Very eye-catching!

Lin Tuo was taken aback, and then recognized that it was the breath of Mount Sinai.

Is this Mount Sinai calling itself?

what happened?

Lin Tuo woke up in an instant, opened the illusion space as his thoughts turned, and tried to pull Mount Sinai into it, asking:

What happened?

In the next second, the figure of Mount Sinai appeared in the hall, with a serious and excited expression:

My lord, the research task you entrusted to us has made a major breakthrough!

Research mission?

Lin Tuo blinked and suddenly realized:

You mean, the origin of the life left behind in the spirit world?

He clearly remembered that after killing the one-eyed giant last time, he had handed over the spiritual origin left by it to the Southern Continent team for research and analysis, and he didn't have much hope at first.

But I never thought that there would be a breakthrough.

Indeed. Mount Sinai immediately gave an affirmative reply.

Lin Tuo immediately said, I'll go there later.

After speaking, the maintenance of the illusion space was lifted.

...

...

five minutes later.

When Lin Tuo came to the No. 2 sandbox again, the air vent of the Four Seasons City, that is, the No. 13 Research Institute, in a split state.

The air in the entire research base was filled with excitement.

Mr. Lin. The black-haired, black-eyed Mount Sinai, who was wearing a windbreaker, complied with the requirements and did not identify the angel in front of outsiders, so he called him.

Lin Tuo nodded, suppressing the urgency in his heart, and said in a deep voice, What's going on?

Mount Sinai said excitedly:

We found the secret of the 'wizard'!

Seeing doubts on Lin Tuo's face, this high-ranking extraordinary man who has always handled things neatly and rarely said incoherently:

Sorry, I... just got the news, I contacted you, and I haven't recovered yet, please follow me.

As she said that, she walked towards the center of the base, where the one-eyed giant was imprisoned.

Lin Tuo followed silently, and when he entered, he found that the place had been transformed into an experimental place.

A ring-shaped screen hangs in the center. At this moment, several researchers are scattered around, staring at the screen and doing their own work. Even if the two approached, they didn't seem to notice it.

The thing is like this, Mount Sinai probably finally sorted out his thoughts, and led Lin Tuo to an empty screen:

After you handed over the energy group to us last time, the base immediately started to try to analyze it.

At first, it didn't make much progress, and its energy composition was not much different from that life in the spirit world...

However, when we tried to analyze it using another method, we unexpectedly got a discovery that surprised us.

You know, a long time ago, the people with extraordinary power in our world were mainly wizards.

They may have inherited extraordinary power from their ancestors due to blood inheritance, and possess various abilities that can be mastered innately without learning.

Lin Tuo nodded. He had learned some relevant information from the Demon Emperor during the Hongchen experience last time.

Realize that these innate abilities are actually related to the runes or dao patterns that exist fixedly in the spiritual consciousness.

Sure enough, Mount Sinai continued:

We don't know its origin, we only try to reproduce it based on it, and gradually established the current magic system. After the research of scholars of all ages, there are many speculations about it.

The more mainstream one, that is to say, in the spiritual consciousness of these 'wizards', there is a certain kind of magic rune from birth, which is also the source of their power...

Lin Tuo was not surprised, frowned and said:

So? You confirmed this from the source?

If it's just like this, then he will be disappointed.

Mount Sinai excitedly said:

Yes, but what really excites us is that we have found a way to imprint specific spell runes into people's consciousness!

In other words, we can mass-produce 'wizards'!

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