not good, immortal

Chapter 100
"I……"

Lu Gui looked at the girl, her eyes seemed to be, looking forward to?
But in the end he replied: "I don't really want to believe it."

"Oh."

Seeing his reply, Feng He fell into confusion again.

What should I say about the Chidi Order?

Wouldn't it be too much of a fuss if I just told a fairy tale so casually?

"The supernatural thing is too illusory and far away." Lu Gui patiently explained, "But sometimes, science can't explain everything." Lu Gui continued.

For example, the girl in front of her broke the peaceful and orderly life he liked, but it didn't bother him, but she was really young.

"Eh?"

Feng He only felt that the man in front of him smiled, and there seemed to be something unclear in his eyes, which she couldn't understand.

However, this smile is really beautiful, not worse than the gods I have seen before.

"So did you find anything?" Lu Gui said seriously, "I think there may be unnatural forces in yesterday's graffiti?"

Feng He also put aside those charming thoughts in his mind, and looked into his eyes seriously:

"Well, have you ever heard that there was a 'Red Emperor' in ancient mythology, he was in charge of swords, he was in charge of casting, he once assisted Zhuanxu, the son of Changyi, and he fought Kang Hui and knocked down the pillar of heaven?"

"Zhuanxu?" After listening to Lu Gui, he picked the only name he had heard before, "Grandson of the Yellow Emperor?"

"That's right." Feng He hurriedly asked: "Where's the Red Emperor? Where's Kang Hui?"

"never heard of that."

"..."

Feng He was at a loss for words for a moment, but he didn't expect to be unable to continue at the beginning.

"However, there are many ancient myths in China, and I may have heard other versions." Lu Gui helped her out, "Well, you continue."

Fenghe finished the story about Nuwa mending the sky, and told the whole story about Chidi's order.

Of course, she didn't say that the female fairy who locked the Chidi Token in the lamp was herself.

However, Lu Gui asked a question: "But why did you entrust the Scarlet Emperor Token in the body of the goblin? Is it because the gods in the sky are not enough?"

"..."

Feng He was at a loss for words again, she had never thought about this question.

Seeing her complexion, Lu Gui calmed down and said, "Forget it, I shouldn't insist on how strict the logic of the fairy tale is."

"Well, in short, this Lingwen has never appeared in this world since the Chidi returned to Chaos." Feng He continued.

"Then where did you see it?"

"..."

Under his searching eyes, Feng He felt very dizzy.

She could only make up a source for the pattern at will, "I don't remember, I just saw an incomplete pattern on an ancient book at home, anyway... it's very similar to this graffiti!"

She took out a prepared A4 paper from her backpack and handed it to Lu Gui.

There is half of the order pattern on it, and the two most important strokes have not been written.

Lu Gui's eyes were indeed attracted.

He just thinks this pattern is very special, the lines on it move strangely, but it conforms to the basic aesthetics, and the appearance alone is very meaningful.

There are some similarities with the ancient totems I have seen before, as if confirming the fairy tale that Xiaohe just told.

For no reason, he wished that the story was made up.

Lu Gui turned out the diary in his schoolbag with a serious expression, opened the title page, and matched the complicated lines with the pattern one by one. Sure enough, they were [-]% similar.

Feng He noticed the change in his expression, and quickly asked aside: "Is it very similar?"

"really."

Lu Gui nodded, and asked casually, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Ah! Not yet!"

Thinking of his previous attitude towards the matter of "not eating", Feng He lowered his head a little at a loss, why was he a little afraid that he would be unhappy?
However, the imaginary teaching did not come, Lu Gui said softly: "Well, it's noon, let's go eat something together?"

"Ah, are you eating again?" Ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign...

"Huh?" Lu Gui didn't quite understand what the word "you" meant.

Looking at the other party's piercing eyes, Feng He didn't know how to refuse, he just said in a daze: "I'm not hungry yet."

"I'm hungry."

"Oh!"

Feng He could only nod her head, she still had some things to ask.

Lu Gui walked in front and opened the door for her gentlemanly.

When Feng He passed by, he couldn't help but look down.

The girl's blue hair was like a cloud of fragrance, moving slightly with the wind as far as he could see, and a few strands were still lightly wrapped around his arms.

She walked in front first, then turned her head suddenly, met his eyes just in time, and said seriously: "The photos in that diary must not be posted."

"Ah."

Thought it was something big.

Lu Gui smiled and nodded noncommittally.

"Really don't spread it, this is very important." Seeing his casual attitude, Feng He emphasized again seriously.

"Don't worry, I didn't take pictures." He looked at Feng He's frown, although he didn't know why she cared about this so much, but it was very cute.

"It's fine if you don't take pictures... Huh?" Mao Mao was at a loss.

So why tell yourself you took the picture?
"Yesterday was for you to take it home first." Lu Gui once again understood the confusion on her face, did he really have to explain it so clearly?
"Oh..." Feng He looked at him, not like he was lying.

But why let her watch first?

I seem to understand, but I don’t seem to understand, human beings, why are they so complicated...

"Okay, let's not talk about this, what do you want to eat?"

"Ok?"

Only then did Feng He realize that the two of them had already reached a street with many restaurants.

On the left hand side, under the sycamore leaves, most of them have huge foreign signboards, and there is a long queue at the door, I can't understand...

On the right hand side, the road is narrower, the houses are old and dilapidated, the street is bare and there are no plants, there are three small shops, and there are two wisps of cooking smoke.

Well, it's a little difficult.

Sure enough, the most difficult choice in the world is what to eat for lunch today.

Seeing the girl's frowning and silence, Lu Gui added a few options for her: "Do you want Chinese food or Western food?"

Western food... what is it?
Feng He's eyes were full of puzzlement.

But seeing what Mr. Lu said was so natural, she decided not to look too strange, "Let me take a look first."

She looked around, and finally picked out a Xiaolongbao shop—compared to the crowds of online celebrity restaurants, it looked weak, pitiful, and helpless.

Lu Gui raised his eyebrows, this girl is really easy to support.

It was more than half of the meal time, and there was no one in the shop, so the two ordered quickly.

There is hot air with fragrance evaporating from the kitchen, accompanied by the collision of pots, pans and chopsticks, the yelling of the staff, and the hustle and bustle of traffic outside the store. This is a feeling of living in the world.

Fenghe seldom was in it, and now he has a lot of feelings in his heart.

She gathered herself together, and then told Lu Gui some stories about Master Dan Bo Jiang and Mrs. Chongli, the god of fire.

"These two gods sound more flesh and blood." Lu Gui commented.

"That's natural." Feng He replied casually.

Throughout the ages, the higher the position of the gods, the closer to the way of heaven, and the convergence of everything; the closer the position of the gods to people, the more similar to human nature, with all the seven emotions and six desires.

But it is not important.

She was still thinking about whether she should discuss with Mr. Lu about the relationship between this Vulcan and the apocalyptic explosion.

Unexpectedly, the other party spoke first: "I remember that there is a record in the "Scenery of the Imperial Capital" in the Ming Dynasty. Before the explosion, the God of Vulcan had manifested himself."

(End of this chapter)