Because if Jun Mo asked, Anjou didn't have a good year, but fortunately it was in the capital, and there was no need to go to relatives, and there were no relatives to come to pay New Year's greetings. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It wasn't until the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, when the Ministry of Spirituality informed her to go to the final rehearsal to welcome the negotiation team, that Anjou asked her parents, brothers, and sisters-in-law who had gathered together to cook plum blossoms and snow water to make tea.

"If there is a chance to immigrate to the world of immortals, would you like to go?"

An was stunned and puzzled: "You mean the spiritual department, don't you have to wait until we have achieved success in practicing qi and building a foundation before we go?"

"Haven't you heard that there are people in the court who are good at doing things?" An's mother hammered An and stung: "Xiaoyun said that we are the family members of the winter solstice, and we don't have to build a foundation, but recently the spiritual world has to do very important things, so all the exams have been stopped, and we will be taken to the spiritual department after the festival." ”

Father An thought deeply: "Winter Solstice, what do you mean, shouldn't it be for us to move to the spiritual world? Isn't it safe here? Haven't you already set up all kinds of protective arrays?"

Shi Wei put down the teapot: "You don't have to go to the spiritual world, right?" I heard that the spiritual world is a big tree, there are all kinds of demons and monsters, it is not good to do prenatal education, or we will move to Miaoyuan Farm to live for a while, it is very safe there." ”

Anjou's solemn and serious expression broke, and explained: "It's not to go to the spiritual world, you have read the spiritual instructions, you should know that the origin of our world is broken, and the aura is weakening year by year, and it can only support it for a hundred years at most, and after a hundred years, it is no longer suitable for cultivation, so the spiritual world has an immigration plan, to immigrate to other worlds." ”

As a result, whether it was his parents or his brother and sister-in-law, they shook their heads without thinking about it and gave an answer of refusal.

Anjou added: "The world to which you want to immigrate is similar to the fairy world, very big, very big, there are tens of thousands of planets that live in people, not only can you cultivate, but also have developed technology and have an Internet. ”

"No, no, no. An's father and mother still said: "Your grandparents and grandparents are buried in Nanjiang, relatives and friends are here, what other world to go to? ”

An Jingzhen's tone was softer with Shi Wei's tone, because he didn't want to be a burden to Anjou.

Since the world to which you want to immigrate is similar to the fairy world, it means that the people there must be very strong, and after immigration, they must be at the bottom, and their lives are not necessarily better than now. In addition, when the child is also born, the baby is so weak, in case it does not adapt to the new world, it will be troublesome, after all, the air of the two worlds cannot be exactly the same, and there is also a war in the fairy world, they will be Anjou's weakness.

Anru was unwilling: "But this world will not be suitable for cultivation in the future, you will live a few hundred years at most, if you get there, you can live a thousand years casually, and one year old is equal to ten years for us." ”

A few people thought about it, but still shook their heads.

An Chunlei: "Winter solstice, your mother and I will be satisfied if we can live a hundred years old, and we will be the eighth king of turtles for thousands of years, and you always have to be independent." ”

Han Rui also said: "We don't understand the world of immortals, and from the dream, there are no other advantages except for living longer." ”

An nodded with Shi Wei, and said, "When Xiaobao Xiaobei grows up, if they are suitable for cultivation, you can take them there." ”

Anjou thought for a moment and asked seriously, "What if there are more than a few of us, and the entire Mercury can move to the fairy world?"

"Haha......"

The whole family laughed, laughing at Anjou's whimsy.

Han Rui patted Anru on the shoulder: "Sister, if the entire Mercury soars, we will go to the fairy world to worship our ancestors, your mother and I will not play mahjong or square dance in the future, and let your father find some crane eggs and phoenix eggs for you to pickle eggs." ”

Anru drank the plum blossom snow water spiritual tea made by her sister-in-law, stood up, and nodded to her family: "Remember what you said, I went to the spiritual world." ”

After saying that, he turned to leave, and before going to the spiritual department, Anjou went back to his room to get a painting.

This painting is the result of these days, and the best painting she can draw at the moment, and Lord Senna is a friend of the Holy Painter, and is qualified to take her assignment in place of the teacher, and it is also the best thing she can think of to bring her into a relationship.

The spiritual department is very busy, the employees come and go, and they can only see afterimages, but there are not many people in the hall, only a few primordial gods are discussing whether the decoration should be more desolate, so as to inspire the compassion of the adults of the Galactic Empire.

Since the beginning of the year, the spiritual department has suspended on-site work, emergencies are resolved through the spiritual network window, and everything is conceded for immigrants, because it is related to whether immigrants go to the small world, the middle world or the big world, and everyone is very cooperative, including those who stay behind.

Anjou came out of the teleportation array and went to Yun Changkong's office, and what she heard and saw along the way gave her the illusion of returning to school.

Every time an important leader of the school comes to inspect, all teachers and students must be mobilized to clean up, decorate the classroom, and make blackboard newspapers...... The art class is responsible for painting graffiti walls to show the free and enthusiastic atmosphere of the school, although these graffiti walls will be brushed off within a week as soon as the leaders leave, resulting in the next time a leader comes, they will have to draw new ones.

“…… What style do you think His Excellency Senna likes?"

Yun Changkong's office door was not closed, and he could hear the voice of him discussing with Jun Mowen, basically he said it, and then Jun Mowen denied it.

"Oh, Winter God, you're finally here!" Yun Changkong saw Anru as if he saw a savior: "Lord Jun said that your teacher is very familiar with His Excellency Senna, do you think he likes cubs to send flowers, or handsome men and beautiful women to send flowers? If it is a beauty, how about letting you send it? You are much more representative than Shu Mingyue......

Anru blinked: "Send flowers?" "This is really not a primary school student to welcome the leader's inspection?"

"yes. Yun Changkong nodded like a primary school student: "The thousand-year-old peach blossoms carefully cultivated by Wanmulin can best show the characteristics of our world." ”

"Don't send flowers. Anjou glanced at Jun Mo and asked: "Your Excellency Senna doesn't like flowers, and besides, flowers are the genitals of plants, so it's not easy to send them casually." ”

Jun Mo asked and raised his eyes: "I said, he is going to send the whole plant." ”

Anru shook his head: "The whole plant wants the other party to be a child? No, the transformed plant is the Wood Clan, and the Wood Clan is one of the races of the Galactic Empire, and it can't be given away as an item." ”

"We have also prepared Lingyun stones, root carvings, and three animals...... There are also special flavors recommended by Jun-sama. "The sky shows alternatives.

"I think specialty food is the best, just like when we go to the mortal world, what they think is a treasure is like a stone to us, not as good as a special food. Anjou echoed Jun Mowen's choice, and through the information occasionally leaked by the system, the Holy Painter was more interested in food than spiritual objects, and had a penchant for spicy flavors.

"Although we can do what we like, but the value of the food is too low, will he think that we are not sincere?" Yun Changkong was distressed and entangled, and then prepared to give everything except flowers.