not good, immortal

Chapter 114 What a coincidence
Teacher Yue?

Oh, Yue Yue.

Lu Gui recalled for a moment, and said in a low voice: "He moved out the next day after the opening ceremony, and I haven't seen him these days."

"Really? Strange."

Feng He didn't continue to ask, she just felt that the name sounded indescribably similar, and it would be nice if she could find that Teacher Yue, maybe he knew something.

After all, he is an immortal who is familiar with Rong Jin Xianjun, and he probably knows less than the young people around him.

But since it is called Yuelao, and it belongs to Taiyin...

Race of the Moon?

No, yesterday's masked black shadow came to get the jade cong, and she hadn't got the god slough at that time.

But today, if I am not mistaken, Shang Xingzhi should take a drop of blood and go away.

If this Teacher Yue is from the Moon Race, why didn't he attack him when he was defenseless the first few times?
He has secrets about him...but not on the other side.

For some reason, she suddenly had some weird conjectures, but thinking of Yue Yue's overly festive face, Feng He denied her thoughts.

As expected, the ball of thread became more and more messy.

Feng He rubbed his temples, and was ready to analyze the relationship between Yue Lao and Goddess Chang Xi's lineage after he cleared his mind.

On the stage, the scholar was still emphasizing how rare this object was and how difficult the security work was, and then thanked the Chang'an History Museum and the East Coast Museum of Art for their preparations for this special exhibition...

Forget it, continue reading.

Feng He turned a page, never thinking that the next content happened to be about Huode Zhenjun.

The author writes in the notes that the records of this Huode Zhenjun also started from the Sui and Tang Dynasties. One said that its prototype was Li Xuanba, the third son of Tang Gaozong Li Yuan, and the other said that it was the reincarnation of an ancient god.

Doesn't this second statement secretly coincide with her previous guess?
She looked at it carefully, and said that the Vulcan was originally a famous official in the Spring and Autumn Period, named Jie Zitui.He died because he saved his mother. The former God of Fire, Uncle Yan, took pity on his pure filial piety, stepped down from the stage of the God of Fire, and gave him the honor.

However, the reason why he has three heads and six arms is not because he inherited two pairs of arms from his parents, but because he accidentally ate the remains of an ancient god in later generations.

Because the ancient god only had half his body and half his soul left, he was forced into such a strange appearance.

The man also wrote that there are records that a large ship carrying the body of a god came from the East China Sea.

Is it [-]% similar to what Ji Chen said yesterday?
"Surprisingly... right?" Feng He murmured while holding the broken notebook.

"What's wrong?" Lu Gui didn't quite understand what she was talking about.

"That's right, the myth about Vulcan." Feng He whispered the statement in the book again, "In this way, it seems to make sense for the inheritance of the god."

"Madam Chongli, Tang Cheng's ancestor Yan Bo, Jie Zitui...and this ancient god?" Lu Gui concluded.

"Well, I feel like..."

Master Dan Jiang!

Feng He glanced at Lu Gui, but he didn't say the last four words after all, even if his name resembled that Lord of Heaven and Earth, he was only a mortal after all, knowing that many things would be harmful and useless.

She secretly planned in her heart, if Jie Zitui accidentally ate Bo Jiang's divine slough, obtained the skill of alchemy, and then asked the Fusang people to bring the divine body back from under the East Sea, combined with the time for sending Tang envoys back and forth...

It's entirely possible.

Now I only hope that the cultural relic will be presented soon. If Bo Jiang really appears, it can be confirmed that the subsequent explosion of the apocalypse and the explosion of Tunguska must be related to the ancient gods.

Thinking of this, Feng He was a little at a loss.

But... what does this have to do with her?
It's strange to say that Qiao Zhenzhen entered the entertainment industry in order to chase stars, but she has never met her idol, but she has become the number one flower in Xinhai City.

Because of this, she came to Xinhai, went to Yingzhou Island to meet the dragon god, got the clay pot, and helped Ji Chen break the seal, but because of the loose barrier, a masked black shadow was attracted, and Qi An finally accepted her. Entrusted to keep the jade cong.

Until today, I met this business again?

No, it seems that there is another link that she has forgotten.

On the stage, the scholar's voice interrupted her thoughts——

"Look, everyone, we brought several cultural relics to the scene today."

Lu Gui suddenly felt that his hand was being grabbed.

A pair of soft white hands are now covering the back of his hands, trembling because of tension.

Xiaohe, are you nervous?

"Soon." Lu Gui didn't withdraw his hand, just let her pinch it like that.

Sure enough, the staff pushed up several boxes covered with black cloth and put them on the prepared display pillars, and the scholar began to explain these cultural relics with a smile.

Every time one is said, the black cloth on it will be uncovered.

Time passed slowly, and the girl beside her calmed down instead.

Although the old man said a lot of irrelevant words, it gave her room to think.

It's all in the past, so what's there to be sad about?

Fenghe felt that there seemed to be a pair of hands of fate pushing him, and he couldn't be in a hurry.

Finally, we arrived at the alchemy device.

"Unfortunately, this time, our most precious gold-plated parrot carrying beam silver jar can't be displayed here, but we also brought you a pomegranate jar with a similar effect, which were used to store medicinal herbs at that time of."

Feng He's heart hangs, and he can only hope that the Tiliang Pot is not the most important evidence.

The man took off the black cloth, pressed some button, and the transparent box started to rotate by itself. Soon, the bottom of the pomegranate jar appeared in front of everyone.

"Look, it's different from similar cultural relics unearthed in other places. We found that the bottoms of these pomegranate jars were engraved with marks similar to the names of craftsmen, which was extremely rare at that time..."

The scholar was slowly gesturing to the camera to take a close-up of the bottom of the tank, only to see a girl in the seat stand up hastily and ran out.

He froze for a moment, then gave his assistant a suspicious look, "Is my speech ugly?"

The assistant shook his head violently.

Offstage, Lu Gui only felt the warmth from his hands disappear.

How did Xiaohe leave?

He also hurriedly stood up and chased after him.

scholar:……

Feng He ran to the entrance of the exhibition hall before stopping.

The engraving on the jar confirmed her thoughts, and she didn't need a sense of consciousness to explore it. The symbol was clearly a quarter of the Red Emperor's Token plus the word "Jiang".

The totem of the Bo-Jiang clan.

Behind her, a voice called her suspiciously: "Xiaohe?"

It's Mr. Lu!
By the way, he must know!

Feng He turned his head and asked, "How long does it take to fly to Loulan from here?"

"Loulan? The ancient city of Loulan?" Lu Gui was at a loss for this question. He subconsciously turned on his phone and began to check, "There seems to be no direct flight over there."

"En." Feng He nodded, and then whispered something.

Lu Gui was stunned suddenly, he could clearly hear the girl next to him whispering something, "Is it faster to fly over by yourself?"

What do you mean...fly over by yourself?

"Are you going to Loulan? Now?" He suspected that he had heard wrong.

"Correct!"

Fenghe thought of an old friend who lived in the sandy seas of the Western Wilderness. She had gone through several battles with gods, and although she lost her godhood, she lived peacefully for thousands of years.

If it was her, she must know something.

(End of this chapter)