Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 163 The Ancestral Hall of the Past

In the afternoon after the military training ended, Lu Mingfei was lying on the bed. He was looking at the gold-plated invitation letter in his hand, imagining how magnificent the student union dance would be tonight.

Caesar was very gracious and didn't care about the rehearsal with Lu Mingfei. He happily handed Lu Mingfei an invitation letter to the dance party, expressing that he would introduce Lu Mingfei to everyone in the student union and let them all see the students in the student union. Nova.

Thinking this was the dance party of Zero Talk, Lu Mingfei turned over, and Fingel on the upper bunk was still clacking on the keyboard.

Logically speaking, Lu Mingfei should find himself a good-looking suit now, then comb his hair to look like an adult, and then hold Ling's hand at the ball and spin gracefully.

But Lu Mingfei didn't want to do anything. After the morning drills and long military training, he just wanted to lie on the bed and be an old salted fish.

As for whether they have clothes or whether they can dance, Fingel said that most of the activities of the student union are relatively free. These rich kids have seen everything, and most of them don't mind these messy etiquette.

At least Fingal plans to wear a shirt and treat his hungry stomach with salmon and lobster at the ball.

Without warning, Lu Mingfei heard Finger's typing on the keyboard on the upper bunk suddenly stop, the room was quiet, and the atmosphere suddenly became weird.

Fingel's eyes were ignited with golden flames, fixedly looking at the door opened by the invisible force.

"Hey, why did the door open?" Lu Mingfei reluctantly got up and closed the door forcefully. "I have to find the logistics department to fix it."

Snapped!
Lu Mingfei felt someone pressing down on his shoulders, and a pair of big hands firmly pressed down on his body.

"It's a lot stronger." A familiar voice came from behind.

Lu Mingfei turned his head in surprise, and saw a familiar figure standing behind him.

"Uncle De, you..."

"Congratulations on finishing the military training, so I'm here to find you."

Ander still had that casual look, the clothes on his body were as loose as a magician's robe, and he put his hands on Lu Mingfei's shoulders, with a half-smile expression on his face.

Lu Mingfei was a little more anxious. Thinking of the picture he saw during the 3E exam, he swallowed and asked uneasily:
"Uncle De, you came to see me, what's the matter?"

Ander let go of Lu Mingfei's hand, snapped his fingers crisply, and said in an exaggerated tone:

"I'm here to show you the truth of the world."

Lu Mingfei felt goosebumps on his skin, and said helplessly, "Uncle De, can you tell me something I can understand?"

"Okay, I'm going to teach you some historical knowledge, so that you won't fail in the next study, which is commonly known as a small problem."

Ander looked at Lu Mingfei with a confused face, stretched out his hand to grab his shoulder, greeted Finger, and pulled him out of the dormitory.

Lu Mingfei followed An De and asked curiously, "Uncle De, where did you come from?"

"Of course it came in through the door, it's just that you didn't notice while lying on the bed.

Do I look like the kind of person who can slip through doors and pick locks? "

Lu Ming nodded reflexively, then hurriedly shook his head under Ender's warning eyes.

"It's just a trick to reduce concentration." Ender pointed to the students who turned a blind eye to the two.

"After all, my situation is special, and it will not be good for you to treat you with a light heart."

Lu Mingfei looked at Bradley who ignored the two and passed by, and nodded with a vague understanding.

But Lu Mingfei didn't know that in Bradley's eyes, the place where Lu Mingfei was located was actually an open space, and a simple magic could make Ander easily avoid anyone's sight.

The two walked forward, and an antique building appeared in front of Lu Mingfei.

This is a Chinese-style building called Wuyue Pavilion that I have seen before. It is said that its name comes from a dragon king.

"You must be very curious." Ender said unhurriedly, "What are your parents doing, and what am I doing?"

Ander turned his head to look at Lu Mingfei, who was at a loss. The boy's skin was tanned, and his back, which was always bent, finally straightened up, and he still looked like that.

"I'll tell you everything. After all, honesty is the cornerstone of communication." Ender pointed at the building in front of him. The sunlight hit his side face, revealing deep shadows.

Lu Mingfei suddenly had an urge to run away. Sometimes secrets are not a good thing, they mean responsibility, and Lu Mingfei felt that he was not ready yet.

But thinking of what happened these days, Lu Mingfei resisted this urge, stepped forward, and followed Ander into the interior of the building.

Unexpectedly, there are no scary statues or strange models in the building. There are only classrooms. Through the windows, you can see the young people who are studying.

"The Wuyue Pavilion is the teaching building of the Department of History. Angers built him in a Chinese style to commemorate a person."

"That person is your great-great-grandfather, Lu Shanyan, the first member of the Lionheart Society of the Secret Party."

Ander took Lu Mingfei all the way forward, took the elevator down to the basement floor, where it seemed to be an archive, all kinds of newspaper clippings and documents were neatly stacked on the bookcase, which looked pleasing to the eye.

Ander didn't stop, and led Lu Mingfei through the bookshelves, past the precious documents kept in the glass cabinets, and walked deep underground.

In the corner of the archives, there is a very traditional Chinese-style wooden door. The door is carved with beautiful patterns and various Chinese myths and legends in relief, which looks very valuable.

Ander groped to open the hidden button hidden in the pattern on the door, and gently pushed the door open. Inside was an antique altar, with an incense burner on it, offering sacrifices to the densely packed tablets behind it.

"This is the ancestral hall of the Lu family." Ander turned on the light in the room: "It was originally in Fujian, but it was moved here by your great-grandfather."

"The place is a little small and has undergone some renovations, but it generally maintains the original charm."

Ander pointed to the Chinese-style woodcarvings placed around and said: "These woodcarvings are all dismantled from the original ancestral halls, such as Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea, Chenxiang saving mother, etc. The carvings are very charming."

Lu Mingfei looked at everything in this small room. The ancient altar table and incense table were paired with modern technology lamps, and a Western-style sofa was placed next to the Chinese-style wood carvings. This kind of place is not like the ancestral hall in his impression, but rather like chatting with friends of the reception room.

Ander took out three sticks of incense and handed them to Lu Mingfei, pushing him into the room.

"After all, your surname is Lu. Since you are here, you have to offer incense to your ancestors."

Lu Mingfei looked at the futon and incense burner in front of him, and twirled the incense in his hands. It was the first time he felt the weight of history.

"Do you want to kowtow?"

"Just bow, they won't mind."

(End of this chapter)