"Master, the young mistress is really angry this time. If you are caught next time, you still have to be cowardly!

Master, although I have no experience before, I still know that women should be coaxed when they should be coaxed."

Wangcai reported to Ding Xiaoyi in a low voice about the wild woman.

It was expected that a wild woman would get angry, and Ding Xiaoyi was not surprised at all.

A soft "hmm" is considered a response to prosperity.

Looking at the diary in his hand, the diary has been opened to a new page.

The content of this page is very interesting.

Alliance Calendar: The first day of the Lunar New Year in the year 103.

Erluzi and I drank a lot today.

Er Lengzi looked at the quiet sky outside and couldn't help but feel nostalgic, saying that a long time ago, every household would set off fireworks during the Chinese New Year.

When the family gathers around the table, young people will put aside their usual pretense.

Chatting with your brothers and sisters about a new game, or waiting to discuss where to go to play in the snow with cannons.

Older people tend to sit together.

Eating melon seeds and snacks.

A large family sat together to watch a program called the Spring Festival Gala.

Until twelve o'clock at night.

Under the ringing of the New Year's Eve bell, countless firecrackers roared.

The sky will sparkle with colorful and magnificent fireworks.

The children would stand on the roof of the building, waving their fire sticks while watching.

Until late at night, the old man will light a lantern to watch the New Year.

Quietly, he tucked the sleeping children beside him into bed.

That's called New Year's Eve.

Er Lengzi seems to miss the people of that time very much.

Maybe people at that time were not as wealthy as they are now.

However, the affection between each other did not disappear because of poverty, but instead became closer to each other.

The tradition of celebrating the New Year was preserved by the Xia people and further carried forward.

But walking around each other, I always felt that there was nothing but the smell of gunpowder smoke in the air.

It seems that even the last trace of the new year is gone.

I envy the era Er Lengzi talks about.

But I am very content to have Xiao B with me.

That night, we talked about the past, and then talked about the future.

When the future was mentioned, there was finally a glimmer of expectation in Erluzi's eyes.

It was a big world.

In this modern world, many old guys who have been dormant will be ready to make a move.

Some people can have smooth sailing and then have great success.

Some people are destined to become stepping stones in this great world.

Ding Xiaoyi looked at it very carefully. He had heard the word "Da Shi" more than once.

The most prominent one is the opinion of Augustine, the great elder of the Houston family, on the future.

It was said that it was a glorious era, and the seeds that the league and the union had worked so hard to germinate would sprout.

Unfortunately, Augustine didn't say much. He only mentioned these two words slightly, focusing more on the transfer of power to the consul in two years' time.

In the diary, after Grandpa and Erluzi said these two words, most of the topics they discussed were mosaics.

Suddenly, this made Ding Xiaoyi feel unhappy.

It's like I was in a dance hall and paid money to find a young lady, but the young lady said that I can only look at it but not touch it.

In an instant, half the fun was lost.

Close the diary.

Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but think deeply.

"Master, the noodles are ready!"

At this time, Mr. Chen walked up, holding a large blue and white porcelain bowl in his hand.

Inside is a large bowl of oily noodles, red spicy peppers, white and tender noodles, a handful of bean sprouts, a handful of green onions and garlic, and a spoonful of boiling scallion oil is poured on it.

The bright red oil-splashed noodles roll with the spicy flavor of onions and garlic.

Ding Xiaoyi casually handed down the diary in his hand and began to eat with his bowl and chopsticks.

“Master, Datou hasn’t come back yet, is there really no problem??”

Mr. Chen looked at the water in the distance.

I couldn't help but worry about Datou.

Ding Xiaoyi paused, feeling equally uncomfortable.

But after thinking about it, as long as the big head is on the Chiki boat, there will be no big problems.

Moreover, I have tried this issue several times using the [Disaster Avoidance Pointer Box], and the results are always safe.

The question is, why hasn't Big Head come back yet?

The characteristic of the Chi Kissing Boat is that it will drift wherever the mind thinks. If the big head wants to come back, the Chi Kissing Boat should have brought it back by now.

"Gugu..."

When it comes to Datou, Rouqiu's mood seems particularly low.

Although he always fights with Big Head on weekdays, as time goes by and he doesn’t see his little friend, Rouqiu starts to miss him.

"Just wait and see. If it doesn't come back after a while, I'll ask the old man to help."

As he spoke, Ding Xiaoyi ate the noodles in his hand in one big gulp.

He raised his head and looked at Mr. Chen: "If I want to break through to the disaster spirit level, what conditions are needed?"

With his own strength and the disaster spirit, few people are his opponents.

I thought this was enough for me to live happily in this sea area, but not long after I arrived overseas, I met the ghost captain Sardar.

Not to mention, there is a monster like his own wife.

This made him feel a lot of pressure inexplicably.

The evil spirit level and the disaster spirit level are completely different concepts.

If the evil spirit level still has a certain possibility of being counter-killed by someone with low strength.

So when you reach the disaster spirit level, the possibility of such a leapfrog counterattack is extremely small.

Just the spiritual energy space released by oneself is already a completely different power.

Having already experienced this deeply, I had to start thinking about my next route.

"this……"

Mr. Chen did not answer Ding Xiaoyi immediately, but frowned and began to think about it.

It is not easy to reach the level of disaster spirit.

At this level, it can only be said that he took half a step forward and then took it back.

Not just him, I believe that many old monsters in the union and alliance are basically in this situation.

It’s not because of poor talent or lack of resources.

It's because the body can't bear it, and a little bit of luck.

My young master definitely doesn't have to worry about the former, and with a little bit of luck in the latter, it shouldn't be that bad.

But my young master has always had a very serious problem.

Mr. Chen thought for a moment, seemed to be organizing his words, and after a while he said: "Master, where is your psychic creature??"

"Psychic creature??"

Ding Xiaoyi was startled, then heard Mr. Chen continue: "The existence of psychic creatures not only lends us their abilities, but more importantly, they are equivalent to a medium that helps us understand power.

Even after entering the door of the disaster spirit level, you still need them as a medium so that you can suddenly understand the power of the rules.

Master, what is your psychic creature??"
To be continued...