There Are Gods in Our Village of Nagada

Liu Dazhuang, a gangster from Tun'er Street, dug up a system of cultivating immortals in the corn field that was full of "oh my god". The skill is to drink beer to increase your cultivation, the magic weapon is a handkerchief exchanged between two people, and the defense is to rely on a big iron pot. A master from the Quanzhen Sect came to look for dragon veins and was dragged by the villagers to take a bath and read his palm; the young master of a noble family came to seize the opportunity and was bitten by mosquitoes until he cried and wanted to go home. The promised catastrophe for the world of immortality turned out to be drinking Lao Xue on the Songhua River and worshiping the master before stewing in an iron pot. Later, everyone finally understood: Gada in the Northeast has no dragon veins at all - those who can live happily on this frozen soil are all dragons among humans.