The Little Sister in the Cultivation World

Chapter 123 Everything is ready

At this moment, one can get a glimpse of the charm of the Liuli Immortal Lord back then.

He jumped directly onto the flying sword and headed towards the trap.

This time the system was performing self-tests, and Song Zhiwei was also injured. This was truly an opportunity. If she couldn't seize this opportunity, she would be the first to jump out and kill herself.

Su Jiaojiao stopped above the trap array. The trap array now was no longer just the gloomy valley as before, there was also a hint of murderous aura in it.

She knew that the outline of the killing array had been completed, and it would be almost done as long as the center of the array was positioned properly.

He just felt that something was missing. He frowned and pondered for a while, then turned his wrist and a formation plate appeared in his palm. He threw it into the air, but it did not fall but stayed steadily in the air.

Su Jiaojiao's green fingers quickly formed a series of magic seals and struck the formation plate.

With a "hum~" sound.

In an instant, the golden light of the formation plate in the air became bright, and at the same time, an invisible cover appeared, covering the entire valley.

I don't know if this system can fly. If it can, this trap won't be able to hold it.

Things are different with this formation. Not only can physical entities not fly out, even Song Zhiwei's soul can't escape.

She worked in the valley all night long, and only set up the core of the killing array when it was almost dawn.

There was the formation plate and the formation eye. He had seriously overspent his spiritual power today. Now he was standing on the flying sword with a pale face, staggering back.

As soon as I got back to my room, I collapsed on the kang due to exhaustion and didn't want to move at all.

Her body was clamoring for spiritual energy to be replenished, so when she got home she took out two spirit stones and began to meditate to absorb the energy.

Although I was very tired, I was still a little excited when I thought that after being on good terms with her for so long, everything would be settled tonight.

In the world of cultivation, if you can achieve ascension, what kind of rare and precious treasures have you not seen?
But this is different!
If for no other reason, just for the ability to travel through different worlds at will, it makes me excited just thinking about it.

If she had it, could she go look for the old master? Thinking of the old man, she couldn't help sniffing. She missed him.

Suddenly she felt that building so many rooms was not a good idea as it would make her feel lonely.

Just when he had absorbed half of it, the village chief's gong for work was struck.

Su Jiaojiao: ...

He looked down at the half-gray and half-white spirit stones in his hand, resigned himself to throwing them back into the soul space, got up, washed up, and walked out.

After arriving at the brigade headquarters, she glanced at the crowd. There weren't many people there, and she didn't know whether Song Zhiwei would come to work today.

Seeing as how she was having difficulty getting out of bed, it seemed like she was in danger.

Not to mention Song Zhiwei, even her complexion looked very bad at this moment, pale and bloodless.

Aunt Guihua was shocked when she saw it, and hurried over to hold her hand and asked nervously, "Hey, Jiaojiao, what's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

When she first took out the certificate proving her poor health, she was skeptical, after all, she had always been fine.

It seems that she was too tired yesterday. Alas, it’s also their fault for not taking her physical condition into consideration.

Faced with Aunt Guihua's concern, Su Jiaojiao just shook her head and said, "I'm fine, I just didn't sleep well yesterday." "Then you should take a day off and have a good rest at home. Your health should be the most important thing." Aunt Guihua patted her shoulder disapprovingly.

As he said this, he was about to pull her towards the points clerk.

On second thought, it made sense. I had important things to do tonight and needed to conserve my energy, so I didn't refuse.

Just as he was about to follow Aunt Guihua, he saw Song Zhiwei slowly following behind a group of educated youth.

So hard?
Su Jiaojiao raised her eyebrows and looked at her in confusion. Why did she come here despite her illness? Apart from anything else, the opportunity she got from the heroine in the back mountain should be enough for her to have no worries about food and drink in this world.

Then why is she doing this?
Since she is here, I won't leave.

He grabbed Aunt Guihua and said, "Aunt, you'd better not go. It's not a good idea to ask for leave today, as it's only the first day of the harvest season. I've heard that in previous years, Tiezhu's wife would come to work soon after giving birth. It's not good for me not to come, as it will make it difficult for uncle to carry out his work in the future."

Hehehe...

Even though I'm not really feeling unwell, it won't stop me from improving my popularity, right?
Sure enough, when Aunt Guihua heard the last sentence, she looked at her with heartache and guilt.

Watching the village chief still speaking passionately, Aunt Guihua leaned over to Su Jiaojiao and whispered, "I discussed this with Uncle Li yesterday. You will just pass the batons to them. That job is relatively the easiest."

Su Jiaojiao: ...What's the point of passing the handle? Isn't it for cutting rice?
Look at Su Jiaojiao’s confused expression.

Aunt Guihua leaned close to her ear and whispered, "After we harvest the rice, we'll pile it up together, and then you just hand the rice to the thresher."

Uh... this really sounds like the easiest way.

…………

Until Su Jiaojiao and Song Zhiwei stood together and stared at some little idiots in the village...

"Su Zhiqing, Song Zhiqing, how old are you?" asked the ten-year-old boy with a confused look in his eyes.

Su Jiaojiao: ...

Song Zhiwei: ...

"You are taller than my eldest sister, shouldn't you be cutting rice? Why are you doing this?" In previous years, this was done by those under twelve years old, and some twelve-year-old brothers were already cutting rice.

Song Zhiwei: ...

Su Jiaojiao: ...

Aunt Guihua~I feel unwell and want to go home and lie down. Is it too late to regret now?

I never thought that I, the great Liuli Immortal Venerable, who was once a top figure in the world, would one day fall to the point where I would be despised by a few little rascals.

Ouch~ I have fallen as expected!
At the beginning, one group of people was cutting the grains, and the second group of people brought the grains that had been cut by the first group and piled them together. Then, the little rascals like "Su Jiaojiao and Song Zhiwei" handed the grains to the people who were responsible for threshing.

Then the three groups of people were responsible for carrying the threshed rice to the dam specially used for drying grain, and the four groups of people were responsible for spreading it out for drying.

Now the whole village is busy and having fun.

There are three threshers, one machine has two people responsible for threshing, and then two children are responsible for handing the thresher to one of them, and after threshing the rice, the thresher passes the thresher to another child, who then stacks the rice straw neatly.
It’s such a simple process...

(End of this chapter)