not good, immortal

Chapter 101
"The sixth day of May in the sixth year of Tianqi was engraved. The servants in Bei'anmen suddenly heard the thick and thin music. Three people passed by one after another. Everyone was shocked and heard the sound, and they came out of the temple. When the hall was opened for inspection, suddenly the fire was like a ball, rolling up into the sky. ..."

Before the food was served, Lu Gui turned on his mobile phone and read "The Scenery of the Imperial Capital" to her.
"At the time of Chongwenmen Fire God Temple, the god was about to burst into flames, as if coming out of the hall. Zhu knelt down and hugged him and said: It's drought outside, so don't move around. The god raised his feet and stood still and shook."

"Yes, it is also recorded in "Tianbian Dichao"."

Feng He listened, and kept nodding her head, but she had some doubts: "But it seems to be talking about Ha Damen?"

"Hadamen is the name of Chongwenmen in the Qing Dynasty. Did you read "Mingji Beilue"?"

"Uh-huh!"

As expected of Mr. Lu!
Feng He's eyebrows and eyes filled with joy, he didn't expect the other party to help him say it, and guessed so accurately.

Lu Gui didn't quite understand why she was so happy all of a sudden, he was only infected by such a smile, and looked at her with a gentle expression.

Again, speechless for a moment.

However, there is always a rescue.

"Steam buns! Make it hot!" the man yelled.

Bamboo steamers piled high separate the eyes of the two.

The waiter who served the food thought that these two people looked like Internet celebrities, and if they didn't go to the western restaurant across the road to advertise Bawang meal, how could they stay here and fall in love.

He shook his head, then briskly separated the drawers and placed them on the table one by one.

so much!
Feng He was shocked by this posture, and suddenly understood why Lu Gui ordered like this, but she is really not hungry today...

The buns were all different in appearance, some were white and fat, and some were piled up in one place, as if there was soup in them. She remembered where she had eaten this stuff once, and what was its name ...

"Soup, crab noodles, fresh meat, shrimp, mushrooms and wild vegetables..."

Opposite her, after the steaming heat, the man who was as handsome as a god started his daily routine again... reporting the recipe.

After finishing, he even asked her carefully if she wanted ginger vinegar?
Feng He shook her head, she has never liked dipping sauce very much.

This meal was quite delicious, but it was quite uncomfortable. It was really a test to put so much food in the stomach without being hungry.

But she is still very happy, this time with Mr. Lu, without the strange sense of hunger before, it really is not him!
After Lu Gui paid the bill and came out, seeing Feng He's appearance, he didn't know why she was laughing again.

Sure enough, she insisted on sharing the expenses with him equally.

After receiving and paying, the two of them stood at the intersection again, wondering what to say when Lu Gui's cell phone rang, and when he looked over, it turned out to be Lao Xu.

【Caught by me, secretly dating my girlfriend】

He looked up, and sure enough, in the coffee shop on the second floor diagonally opposite, there was a winking man leading a beautiful girl, looking out.

Lu Gui stood in front of Feng He, and casually replied: [Don't talk nonsense, it's not a girlfriend]

"What's wrong?" Feng He was also looking there.

"It's okay, an acquaintance." Lu Gui looked away, and the corner of his eye suddenly brushed against the street sign on the corner for a moment, and he suddenly remembered, "By the way, there used to be a Fire Temple near here, but it's already..."

Feng He was a little excited, and couldn't help but interrupt him, "Where is it, can you take me to see it?"

"It has been dismantled."

"Oh." She was a little annoyed, not knowing what happened to herself.

Her loss was very obvious, and it made Lu Gui's heart stagnate again.

"It's nearby. If you go back, you will pass by. Is your house over there to the bookstore?" He comforted.

"Well, that's fine." Feng He could only nod his head.

She originally wanted to see if there is still a temple spirit in the current temple, but since it has been demolished, there will be no temple spirit...no matter what.

But being able to walk with Mr. Xiao Lu seems to be not a bad thing.

The two walked side by side. On the way, Feng He asked without giving up: "Have you studied Zhenjun Huode?"

Lu Gui said frankly: "I don't know much about myths and legends. I only know that the folks are quite respected. They also call the god of fire the kitchen god. Every family used to worship it."

"I always feel that there seems to be some connection between the Apocalypse explosion and the Tunguska explosion..." Feng He said what was in his heart.

"Because the myth said that Vulcan was once under the command of the Red Emperor?" Lu Gui guessed according to her logic.

"It's not all. The fire god that people worshiped in the Ming and Qing Dynasties is far from the former Mrs. Chongli, but..."

Feng He seemed to sense something and stopped in his tracks.

Here is another narrow street, the streets and alleys are very dilapidated and can only accommodate one car.

The low houses were poorly built and crowded, black cables wrapped in the air, criss-crossing.

Some people even hang the quilt on it.

"The former Fire God Temple is here." Lu Gui said.

"Fire Temple? Heshun Road?" Feng He read the road sign next to him.

"Heshun is said to be a homonym for Vulcan." Lu Gui explained.

"So it is."

Feng He frowned, and took a second look at the yellowed quilt.

This scene does not have the grandeur of Lord Vulcan at all, but...

She looked up at Mr. Lu again, if he didn't want to paint anymore, he would definitely be an excellent tour guide.

"What's the matter?" Seeing her mischievous eyes, Lu Gui subconsciously touched his face...is there something on it?

"It's okay." Looking at his dazed appearance, Feng He felt a little funny, "I was just thinking, this Huode Zhenjun seems to have lost face."

"That's right, if it was Mrs. Chongli in the ancient myth, probably this kind of thing would not be allowed to happen." Lu Gui said seriously.

"She really cares about her looks." Feng He agreed.

Lu Gui savored her words, "How do you say, you seem to have seen her before?"

"I saw it in a book."

"Well, what book is it?" He really wanted to read it.

"I...don't remember." Feng He prevaricated.

"I found it later, remember to lend it to me."

"Next time definitely!"

After saying that, the two of them didn't stay any longer, and went in the direction of Qi An's old house.

There was no one on the way, and Fenghe talked to Lu Gui about the fairy tales in ancient books.

The little girl looked very serious, and she spoke in a serious manner, as if she was real.

It's just that there was regret in her words, as if she was worried about not seeing the Fire God Temple.

Lu Gui reminded: "In fact, the Fire God Temple in the imperial capital is still preserved at its original site. If you are interested, you can go and have a look."

Not that he also felt that Vulcan really existed.

It is normal for people who like to study cultural history to have a hobby like "pilgrimage".

He even has a colleague who often travels around the world when he has nothing to do, visiting the cemeteries of literary giants and artists...

"It's okay, it's all the same." Fenghe replied casually, anyway, as long as the one enshrined is a god, the temple spirits are all connected.

As long as there are temple spirits, this temple cannot be demolished.

Now that the Fire God Temple in the old city has been bulldozed, the few temples in the imperial capital should have long since ceased to be protected by True Monarch Huode.

"The same?" Lu Gui didn't understand what she meant.

"Well, what I mean is that four hundred years have passed, and the Fire God Temple may have been destroyed countless times." Feng He had no choice but to bite the bullet and explain.

Unexpectedly, Lu Gui agreed with her statement, he nodded and said:
"Indeed, the most famous surviving Shicha Haihuo Temple was first built in the Zhenguan period of the Tang Dynasty, and has been rebuilt countless times so far..."

"Tang Dynasty, Zhenguan period?" Feng He repeated.

"Well, about [-] years ago." Lu Gui couldn't remember the exact year.

"I see!" The clues... seem to be strung together again.

(End of this chapter)