The fake daughter is bound to the mountain king system

Five million was deposited into the account. Yu Jiao waved her chubby little hand, and the weeding and watering functions were upgraded to the highest level of weeding 100 acres with one click.

That’s right, you can pay for the one-button smart control.

When the host and the system were still level 1 novices, the intelligent control system successfully ascended to level 4.

This made Yu Jiao extra excited when brushing the scales of the big snake!

Moreover, Yu Jiao raised her foamy hands and clenched her fists: "With Luo Jue's personality, he will be trapped by the 'evidence' he left behind. He will definitely be unable to sleep for at least a month, right?"

The small revenge from the cannon fodder was accomplished based on Yu Jiao's understanding of Luo Jue, the hacking technology of the Black Technology System No. 778 that exceeded the peak of technology, and... uh, Feng Lan's supernatural support for the system (? ).

In order not to affect the world line and fall into the constraints of the role of cannon fodder again, precise strikes are required, that is, whoever starts it will be dealt with.

Coincidentally, Yu Jiao knew that Luo Jue had a hobby of collecting "trophies".

cough.

I guess Luo Jue won’t dare to take advantage of his hacking skills to leave so many provocative photos in the future.

Upon hearing this, Feng Lan popped his head out of the water.

The tip of the bright red forked tongue hissed twice before the voice rang out beside my ear: "Three months."

Actually, He originally wanted to give that person a three-year immersive nightmare, but the distance was too far, and the young mountain god was powerless, so he had to try his best to compress the time to the limit.

The time that the young believer had suffered injustice for more than ten years was finally compressed into three months.

Yu Jiao:?

But Yu Jiao didn't understand.

She was just exaggerating casually. With Luo Jue's arrogance, it was already quite good that he was unhappy for a week because of this matter.

However, the little believer smiled and coaxed the good-tempered mountain god: "Yes, three months, maybe he will have nightmares and cry to find his mother."

Feng Lan: "He'd better not look for it."

Can you just tell others about the gods? The listener must have the same dream as the speaker and share the joys and sorrows.

The giant emerald snake hissed, its green pupils flashing with an icy, inhuman light.

"Yes Yes Yes."

Yu Jiao thought that Feng Lan's green snake incarnation was a bit talkative, so she patted the snake's body with the brush and said, "Turn over, I'm going to brush the other side."

The green snake turned over, as if stirring the boiling fish soup, and the river water splashed all over the Maine Coon cat that just walked over.

system:?

The system exploded immediately, especially when it saw its own host supporting the snake with one hand and trying to reach the snake's tail to brush it, it was so angry that it learned the unique skill of weirdness without any guidance.

[At 18 years old, you are already an adult. You should start to pay attention to the distance between the opposite sex. Don’t you think so, Mr. Mountain God? ]

[My host has no parents, so I have to take on the responsibility of protecting the host, don’t you agree, Mountain God? ]

Feng Lan:?

Feng Lan only glanced with disdain at the stupid cat that the young believer insisted on raising, and all his attention fell on the believer.

He agrees with some of the system's views.

So when Yu Jiao was muttering that the system actually wanted to be her father and mother, and was about to catch the cat to wash it together, she heard the cold voice of the young mountain god.

"You shouldn't have given the cook the key to your place."

"..."

So, in the eyes of the mountain god, Brother Yu is only labeled as a chef? !

Yu Jiao looked strange, but still said: "It's okay, I won't give my room key to anyone, the courtyard is fine."

Second brother is the cook who has to cook!

God, do you know that only by pleasing the chef can you have an endless supply of delicious food?

...While thinking this way, Yu Jiao didn’t realize that she had also labeled her second brother as a chef.

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao.

Yu Nian saw Yu Jiao from a distance, his eyes lit up, and he ran over breathlessly, and the first thing he said was something that made Yu Jiao confused: "It's going to be a thunderstorm tomorrow."

"Uh... so?"

"Alas, Dabogong passed away this morning. There will be a heavy rainstorm tomorrow so we can't do anything. We can only send him up the mountain today."

Yu Jiao was stunned: "Is it the great uncle who was with the clan grandfather before?"

"Yes."

Yu Nian sighed: "This is too sudden... Well, it can't be said to be sudden, after all, he is old enough, well, anyway, we have to go and see him off."

Yu Jiao knew that the details of funeral customs were different in every place, even in every village, so she did not raise any objections to Yu Nian's words.

She waved her brush hand blankly, sighed, and asked, "Now?"

As Yu Nian said, it was too sudden.

After changing into long clothes and long pants, carrying his cell phone and the little snake on his wrist, he entrusted the small courtyard to Liu Sijia and knelt in the dim main hall to burn paper money. At this time, Yu Jiao had not yet successfully transitioned from the "beating Luo Jue to earn 5 million" drama.

But death is always so sudden.

Perhaps humans will never be able to accept death in a normal way.

The gold and silver paper money and the endless stream of villagers who came to burn incense for their old friend easily made Yu Jiao forget the disturbances of the outside world. She looked towards the area in the main hall that was covered with red cloth.

It was a happy death for Dabogong, who died at the age of 100 years and one month.

Yu Nian followed the master who came to do the work and waved to Yu Jiao, asking her to follow him, so Yu Jiao followed him.

When I went out, I saw the fourth uncle going in with two middle-aged men, looking a little haggard.

Yu Nian said, "We need to wipe Dabogong's body and wash his eyes, so you little girl should stay away from him."

Yu Jiao nodded.

Upon learning that they both needed to start burning paper money in the afternoon until the appointed time to send Dabogong up the mountain, Yu Jiao found a corner where she would not disturb the masters' work and quietly folded gold and silver.

A square piece of yellow paper with an equally square piece of silver foil in the middle is rolled into a tube and pressed inward up and down to form the shape of a gold ingot.

It's a very simple job.

After becoming proficient, Yu Jiao even had time to notice the joys and sorrows around her, because her children and relatives who lived nearby came back one after another, and because of the closeness of their relationship, they showed completely different attitudes, which seemed absurd yet realistic.

An old lady who looked to be in her 50s or 60s stood aside as if it had nothing to do with her.

This is the eldest daughter-in-law of Dabogong. Because her eldest son passed away before Dabogong, she seems to be not close to the whole family and even the whole village.

An old man who was yelling at his wife at the top of his lungs had red eyes and was out of control.

This is Dabogong’s youngest son. It is said that he opened a building materials company in the city and always returns to the village to visit Dabogong during the Chinese New Year and other festivals.

There was also a couple kneeling silently in front of the red cloth. They were clearly not saying a word and were just burning paper money, but their lips and jaws could not stop shaking in grief, and occasionally their tears fell to the ground. They were the second son and his wife of Dabogong.

They are the ones who have taken care of Great Uncle Gong the longest, and the only daughter is Great Uncle Gong's most beloved grandchild.

In addition, there were some nephews and cousins ​​of my great uncle, each smoking a cigarette. Because the time to go up the mountain was set relatively late, they had already started to keep in touch with each other - that is, those who only knew the names of relatives began to exchange contact information, puffing away, not very particular.

Yu Jiao:?

Yu Jiao touched the snake on her wrist, put the gold ingot she had folded into the brazier and lit it, muttering softly: "Big Uncle, take more money, don't look at these."

"Little sister,"

In a trance, an old man's laughter suddenly sounded, "Thank you."

Yu Jiao: “…………”

Yu Jiao pinched the little snake on her wrist and turned her head with a click - her uncle in funeral clothes was standing behind her with a smile on his face.

I turned my head sharply again and saw that the Fourth Uncle had indeed come out with his men.

That is to say...