not good, immortal

Chapter 99
The used bookstore is located on the west side of Narrow Street.

It's past mid-day, and the warm sunshine pours into the store from the glass on the door frame.

Lu Gui sat by the bar, his eyes fell on a book, and he remained silent.It was in stark contrast to the noisy old man beside him.

"I'm serious, go to the next anti-fraud APP!" The old man was heartbroken.

This kid came to the store at nine o'clock, he said he was waiting for someone, and now he sat there for three hours.

So what about people? !

Look at the smile on the corner of his mouth just now...

Most likely he was seduced by the little girl again, the old man thought back to Feng He's face yesterday, this kind of appearance, must it be an enterprise-level killing pig?
Lu Gui didn't bother to pay attention to him. After staying in this noisy atmosphere for a long time, he had already developed a calm attitude, but he didn't know what happened to Xiaohe.

He glanced at the mobile phone on the bar, but there was still no movement.

The old man continued to speak earnestly, "A woman's mouth is a deceiving ghost. Zhang Wuji's mother said that the more beautiful a woman is, the more deceitful she is."

Even his little granddaughter got into this bad habit and promised not to come back to see him for several months.

It's all brought by these beautiful girls!

It's really a downturn in the world, and people's hearts are not old.

The old man was shaking his head, only to hear the bell at the door being driven by a gust of wind, jingling.

The pretty girl blushed, "I'm sorry, I overslept!"

"Where's the diary?" The old man put his hands on his hips and looked coldly at him.

"Here." She quickly took the diary out of her bag.

Bai Ning, who was carrying Fenghe today, brought the bag, the huge tote made her even smaller.

The old man was about to pick it up, but was snatched away by a hand.

Lu Gui looked at him coldly, and lightly took the diary from the top of his head.

"Hmph, don't let me check it for you." The old man's face froze, then he turned around and went upstairs cursing.

Feng He looked at his back blankly, a little puzzled, does this person not like him?

"Don't worry, Lao Feng has been alone for a long time, and his granddaughter hasn't come back to see him for a long time, and now he doesn't look good towards the little girl." Lu Gui noticed her confused expression.

He put the diary back in his schoolbag and asked casually, "Why didn't you send a message?"

"Well, I forgot to charge it." Feng He whispered.

Last night, she was thinking about the connection between several things, and she fell into a samadhi for some reason, as if she fell asleep in a daze, and realized that the sun was already rising.

The jade cong flew away from her palm, hanging quietly in front of her body, and there must be some clues in the mutual response to the pot.

If it weren't for the diary, she would definitely continue to study.

But after all, there is an appointment first.

So Fenghe just washed up a bit, changed clothes, and remembered that she forgot to charge her mobile phone. Fortunately, this bookstore is very close to Qi An's house, so she came out directly.

"Remember to charge the battery before going to bed next time." Lu Gui reminded.

"Yeah, okay." Feng He nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice.

Seeing her like this for no reason, Lu Gui suddenly felt that his values ​​had collapsed.

If it were someone else like this, he would definitely be very angry, but at the moment, he just thinks that although this girl is a bit reckless, she is still cute.

She wore a blue dress today, with black hair hanging over her soft shoulders, under her spring-like chest, her waist was slender, and her hips were elegant.

Still beautiful.

What was different from before was that there was a turquoise ornament hanging on her snow-white neck, which didn't seem to match the dress, but it was also in harmony with her own temperament.

"This is..." Lu Gui distinguished, "Jade Cong? So small?"

"Ah, you said this, yes."

Hearing this, Feng He lowered her head and took a look. Before going out, she pulled a silk thread as a rope, and felt that since the clay pot was left at Qi An's place, it would be safer to wrap it around her body, "Is it small?"

She didn't know much about this jade cong, but she only knew that "Zhou Li" said that jade cong, jade bi, jade gui, jade Zhang, jade huang, and jade hu were called "six vessels".

As for the ritual vessel, it is no different from what Qi An said.

"Well, the general ones are about ten centimeters high, and the smaller ones are usually five or six centimeters. The king of jade cong unearthed from the Liangzhu Culture is about fifty centimeters high."

Lu Gui made rough gestures while talking.

Looking at the size of his gestures, Feng He thought that the jade cong was only about two centimeters long and one centimeter in diameter.It is a little smaller, but the artifact is an artifact after all, and it is normal to have some special ones.

However, Mr. Xiao Lu is so powerful!

So knowledgeable!star eyes!

The act of not adding a period yesterday was instantly thrown out of the blue by her.

By the way, have to ask him.

"Well, have you studied the apocalypse big bang?" Feng He remembered this.

"Well, a little bit." Lu Gui replied naturally, "The apocalypse explosion, the Tunguska explosion, and the Death Hill explosion are also known as the world's three major explosion mysteries."

"Death Hill?!" The name was quite frightening.

"That city is called Mohenjo-Daro. It was built by the ancient Dravidians. It was destroyed by an explosion about four thousand years ago." Lu Gui tried his best to summarize it concisely.

"The Dravidians? Isn't that in the west? So is there any record?" Feng He remembered that he had seen this word in a Sanskrit document.

To the west of Xihuang, there used to be Dravidians living for generations.

They built cities with a high degree of civilization, but were weak for unknown reasons, so that they were later defeated by foreign invasions.

But Mohenjo-Daro, never heard of it.

"Yes." Lu Gui affirmed her statement, and continued, "There is no record. When this ancient city was excavated, countless human skeletons were found, so it was also called the Hill of Death."

"The casualties are so heavy..."

Feng He felt a headache.

For no reason, a silent deserted city wrapped in yellow soil appeared in her mind, with countless corpses under the ruined walls, and the sky fire was raging, and she only felt sadness coming from it.

"What's wrong?" Lu Gui noticed that the girl's complexion suddenly became gloomy.

"It's okay, I just feel a little sad." She didn't know why, but she actually developed empathy with people thousands of years ago, which is a bit hard to explain.

"Don't be sad, this is all history." Lu Gui comforted.

Yes, in the long river of history, how many lives have passed away.

They either become numbers, or become symbols, or are buried forever by time.

In short, her grief now is useless.

"En!" Feng He nodded vigorously, dispelling the unclear emotions from his mind, and then asked, "Is there any similarity between the death hill explosion and Tianqi and Tungus?"

Lu Gui pondered for a moment, then said:

"The reasons for these three mysteries cannot be ascertained. In contrast, the latter two still have related records, which are in line with academic speculation. Death Hill is a bit different. Humans didn't even invent gunpowder at that time."

After finishing speaking, he described Death Hill Explosion and Feng He in detail.

There are more doubts there.

After analysis, there was a big fire in the city at that time, and the temperature should have reached 1400 to 1500 degrees Celsius. However, Mohenjo-daro is located on an alluvial island and there is no material for burning.

There are also rumors of alien invasion, but according to historical records, the Aryan invasion was significantly later than the destruction of Mohenjo-Daro.

It is also impossible to be a meteorite, because no impact crater has been found in the local area.

This disaster, from the beginning to the end, is like a story without an end, which is embarrassing.

Seeing Feng He holding a small face and listening attentively, Lu Gui could only conclude, "Maybe it is really an unnatural force?"

He looked up, and saw the girl biting her thin lips lightly with her white teeth, as if she wanted to speak, and after repeating this several times, she finally made up her mind.

Her eyes moved slightly, and she asked cautiously:
"So, do you believe in unnatural forces?"

(End of this chapter)