This night is another full moon night.

Yang Donglai was alone in another room. He put the bottle of treasure on the table and waited for the bottle to spray treasure again.

As time passed, the bottle began to glow again.

"Strange, why is this bottle different from usual today?"

In the past, whenever the bottle glowed, something would spray out from it.

But this time, the light from the bottle gradually became thicker and brighter, illuminating the entire house as brightly as during the day, but nothing came out for a long time.

Yang Donglai felt strange and subconsciously reached out to pick it up to see what was going on.

As soon as his hand touched the bottle, he was completely frightened.

Whoosh…!

The bottle turned into a stream of light and penetrated between his eyebrows.

"ah…!"

Yang Donglai's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly touched his brow with his hand.

But I didn't touch anything. When I came to the mirror again, there was no change from before, but the bottle was really gone!

"Between your eyebrows! Could it be...?"

He quickly calmed down and sensed everything in his body.

"Hey, how can this happen?"

Through the internal scanning of his consciousness, he saw the water bottle, which was quietly floating in the sea of ​​consciousness in his mind!

He carefully felt his whole body inside and out, and found that there was nothing uncomfortable at all. He finally let out a big breath.

Then, through the soul power in the sea of ​​consciousness, he wanted to slowly explore and get closer to the bottle.

Immediately afterwards, a thought message floated out from the bottle.

"Hey, 'Good Fortune Spraying Treasure Bottle'!"

But apart from the name of the bottle, there is no other information.

Next, another halo appeared on the bottle in the sea of ​​soul consciousness!

Bang bang bang!

Yang Donglai is so excited!

Just because of the fortune-spraying bottle in my mind, three items were sprayed out at once.

A scroll, a gourd, and a cauldron that looks like an alchemy furnace!

"Haha, I've made it now! I didn't expect this bottle to give me such a big surprise! Is this an upgrade?"

"Come out, how do you take this out?"

He tried his best, no matter what he thought, these three treasures were floating in his mind without any movement, how could he not be anxious.

Finally, he thought of something and condensed his soul power into the shape of a hand, grabbing directly towards the red gourd among them.

Buzz!

As soon as he touched the gourd, another thought message came to him from the bottle.

(Brewing gourd! You have the conditions. As the village chief, you have to hold a shovel and smooth out the potholes on all the roads in the village. The time limit is five hours!)

"What, there are still conditions, the fortune-spraying bottle, are you mistaken? Why didn't we have these rules before? Come out and see if I won't smash you to pieces."

But no matter how he communicated with the bottle in his mind, there was no response, and he finally gritted his teeth angrily.

Then he looked at the other two items and touched the scroll.

(Reprint of the Picture of the Sleepy Immortal! Possess the condition: fetch water and cut firewood for Widow Zhang’s house in the village. The time limit is three days!)

Yang Donglai couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

"Good fortune sprays the treasure bottle, what is your mission? You are trying to kill me directly." Yang Donglai clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and suppressed his anger.

I touched a third item.

(A replica of the Qiankun Furnace, with the conditions to wash the feet of the wife who works hard every day, the time limit is thirty days!)

Huh...well, this condition is acceptable. Washing your wife's feet is a no-brainer. It's not shameful.

But why is it thirty days? Is this some kind of replica of the Qiankun Furnace more precious than the other two magic weapons?

He subconsciously thought of something else: "Bottle, what will happen if each magic weapon fails to complete its task?"

Another message of thought was sent to him on the bottle: (If the required task is not completed, start a new double task until it is finally completed)

Yang Donglai was so angry that the corner of his mouth twitched, and finally sighed bitterly that there was no other way. If he wanted to possess the magic weapon, he could only obey the arrangement and complete the task.

Building roads in the village is also very simple, but the one who carries water and chops firewood for Widow Zhang's family feels that such a thing is embarrassing!

Anyway, there are two other tasks that are acceptable, so I’ll finish them first. If that’s a big deal, I’ll just switch to another task and do it again.

the next day.

"It's still dark outside, why are you up so early?"

Da Ya looked at him in a daze as he got up so early, how could she not be surprised.

"Well, ahem, I can't sleep anymore. Let's go out and exercise. Da Ya, you can go to sleep first!"

After Yang Donglai whispered, he gently opened the door and walked out.

First, he directly started the countdown to the conditions for possessing the gourd.

Carrying the shovel, open the door and go out.

Five hours is equal to ten hours.

Nowadays, the village has developed a lot and has a lot of roads and trails. He took a shovel and started in front of his house to eat and rest.

"Hey, village chief, what are you doing?"

Every morning in the village, the villagers who went to the tofu workshop to bring goods outside the village couldn't help but be curious when they saw Yang Donglai busy there.

"Oh, ahem, I have nothing to do in the morning. I see that these roads are full of potholes. Just take a rest and take a rest. When you go out to pull goods, the carriage can move more steadily."

“Our village chief is really hard-working!”ωωw..net

"No, that's not right. Before dawn, the village chief got up and repaired the road alone for all of us. Come on, let's hurry up and get to work!"

The villagers passing by saw their village chief being so diligent and hardworking, and they all praised him nonstop. Yang Donglai understood what was going on with him, and his face was already flushed.

After breakfast.

Under the strange looks of Da Ya and Li Linglong, Yang Donglai walked out again carrying the shovel.

"Sister, what happened to him today? He started repairing the roads in the village early in the morning. When did he become so diligent?"

Da Ya shook her head subconsciously: "Who knows what kind of convulsion he had today, don't worry about him."

"Hey, village chief, we can fix the pavement in front of my house ourselves, so we don't need to trouble you so much."

"It's okay, it's okay. I'm idle anyway, you can just be busy with yourselves."

Yang Donglai didn't show up in every corner, even the front door of Mei's house was kept intact, for fear that he wouldn't be able to get the gourd if he failed the task.

But in the eyes of the villagers, everyone was moved!

In the blink of an eye, it’s afternoon again.

"What do you think happened to our village chief today? From morning until now, it's almost dark. Apart from going home for dinner, the village chief has been building roads in the village with a shovel!"

"Well, the head of our Dahe Village is really kind and hard-working. He is dedicated to the development of our village and works hard every day from dawn to dusk."

"Well, look at this road, how smooth it has been made by our village chief. He is really a good village chief of our Dahe Village!"

When the people in the village saw Yang Donglai's performance, they all praised their village chief to the heavens.

But if they knew that their village chief had a purpose in repairing the entire village's roads, they would not know what they would think.

"Phew, the mission is finally completed!"

"What's wrong with you today? You don't have a fever, do you?

Da Ya looked at Yang Donglai coming back from outside carrying a shovel, including Li Linglong who was hugging Xiaolan at the side, looking at him suspiciously.

"I have something else to do, let's talk about it later!"

Yang Donglai leaned the shovel against the wall and hurried to the room without saying a word.

"You...!" Daya from behind glared at him fiercely.

Yang Donglai once again used his soul power to grab the gourd.

I caught it this time, but I just don’t know how to get it out of the sea of ​​soul consciousness.

After all, he is still a time traveler. He used a variety of methods, and finally spread his palms and thought about it in his mind.
Chapter completed!