Mythology card making

Chapter 126 Luofu’s dream, thousands of mythical silhouettes (please vote for me)
After talking about the serious business, the father and son started chatting with each other.

At the next table, several middle-aged people stood up and walked towards the two of them.

The leader was a tall man. When he looked up, he saw a tall man who was about 1.8 meters tall. He had a well-knitted head and was wearing a well-ironed custom-made suit and a pair of ocher-red leather shoes. He was not a middle-aged handsome man, but he was quite handsome. Nobility.

The few people following him were all well-dressed, with the texture of money supporting them from head to toe. The scent of cologne that soaked into the bones was invisibly similar to "commoners" like Luo Shi and his son. Opened the distance.

This is undoubtedly a group of wealthy people.

As for whether he is powerful... Since there has been no conversation yet, Luofu can't tell.

"Director Luo... no, President Luo, I have admired your name for a long time."

The leader naturally opened the custom-made mahogany chair in the tea room, crossed his hands, and introduced himself:
"I, Zhu Yingzheng, am the honorary president of the Zhuxia Alliance Yinka Workers Federation, and I love making friends with heroes most in my life.

A few days ago, I heard about President Luo's deeds of shoveling the tomb of the gods and suppressing Taoyuan. I was deeply impressed and specially arranged this meeting...

I hope I didn't disturb you and Luo. "

"Zhu..." A little surprise flashed through Luo Qianren's eyes. After a moment, he smiled and said without changing his expression: "Don't bother, don't bother. It's an honor for me to get to know an outstanding person like President Zhu."

Seeing that the other party mentioned him, Luofu couldn't help but put up a background, so he responded politely.

Zhu Yingzheng nodded gently, showing both the magnanimity and heroism of a man who has experienced the world for a long time, and the calmness and dignity of a wealthy family.

After these years of experience, Lao Luo's vision of people is very simple.

After just a brief contact, he vaguely realized that this person's rank was higher than that of some heads of small aristocratic families.

But it's a bit like a castle in the air.

Then contact the other party with this surname that is hard to avoid making people think about it - Zhu.

An interesting guess quickly emerged in Lao Luo's mind.

And this guess was quickly confirmed by the other party's words.

"President Luo is overrated. I am not an elite person. I am just a mediocre person who can barely survive by relying on the shadow of my ancestors.

In comparison, only strong men like President Luo, who are self-made and dare to compete with the heroes, can be called "outstanding people". Only talented people like Mr. Luo, who are the best among their peers, are worthy of the word "elite".

President Luo has just returned to Zhuxia and has many reports to attend; Student Luo is in the most critical golden summer before his senior year of high school and has many things to deal with.

Zhu doesn't want to be a bad guest who wastes other people's time. If he can get to know you two, he will get what he wants. "

Zhu Yingzheng said, pulling out a membership card engraved with heart gold from the pocket with gold engraved buttons, and pushed it to Luofu's hand.

Luofu lowered his eyes and saw a simple and elegant bowl-shaped logo, with five neat regular script characters of "Cornuclear Chamber of Commerce" engraved next to it.

Cornucopia Chamber of Commerce...

A leading card manufacturing brand in the Zhuxia area, Luofu's daily blank puzzles, card bases, Qingxin square tea cans, and Ningshen incense... were all purchased from him.

"My family's membership card is an insignificant meeting gift. I hope Student Luo won't dislike it."

Zhu Yingzheng's words were naturally modest.

The Heart Gold Membership Card, which allows you to enjoy a [-]% discount on all properties affiliated to the Cornucopia Chamber of Commerce, is by no means worth mentioning.

There is no such thing as pie in the sky in this bloody and cruel world, so Luofu subconsciously wanted to refuse.

Lao Luo, who was next to him, suddenly smiled: "Thank you very much, President Zhu, for your kindness. My son usually learns and uses things from your family. It can be regarded as a fate."

A rare sincere smile appeared on Zhu Yingzheng's slightly wrinkled face: "If my ancestor knew that the knowledge he left behind could help Zhu Xia cultivate talents like Mr. Luo, he would be deeply gratified."

After that, he said goodbye to the two of them and led several subordinates downstairs.

Lao Luo took a sip of tea and explained to Luofu:

"These royal families and nobles of the previous dynasty were more concerned about illusory things such as face and family glory. When you meet such people, just support them.

This is a group of donkeys that can only be petted.

If you praise them, they will be willing to give you anything for the sake of so-called dignity; on the contrary, if you make these people feel that you look down on them.Then they will resent you a hundred times a thousand times.

There is no need to offend this kind of person. "

Luofu is a good person, and his understanding of the world is not as good as his father's ten.

He didn't pay too much attention to what happened just now, just treating it as a small episode after becoming famous.

After drinking tea, the father and son met with Yang Yao and took the two little girls to improve the food.

After eating and drinking, taking another nap, and reviving their spirits, the father and son were ready to set off.

The orange-red flying dragon carrying the alloy cabin on its back roars,

As the viewing angle continued to increase, the main urban area of ​​​​Xizi City, which covers a large area, quickly shrank into a square that was only the size of a palm.

Under the reflection of the sun, the world-famous West Lake is like a green marble, embedded deeply in the vast land.

Luofu chewed a piece of candy to balance the internal and external pressure.

He has a habit of getting sleepy as soon as he gets on the plane... Feilong.

Not long after taking off, I was already drowsy.

Lao Luo waved hello, asked for a thermal blanket for his son, and then started writing and drawing in a notebook with yellowed edges.

Luofu yawned and quickly fell asleep.

Just like most people, in his dreams, his hands and feet didn't have much strength, so he could only follow the deduction process of his brain and navigate through the messy plots.

The ones that left a deep impression were only a few pictures.

One is that the true king tied his long flowing hair behind his head with willow branches and climbed onto the huge arena shrouded in xenon lamps with unparalleled energy.It was pitch black all around, and you could hear a needle drop. The opponent's face was a bit blurry, looking human but not human, and his aura was extremely terrifying, making it intimidating.

The second one is Brother Monkey dressed in the "Great Sage Suit", holding the wish-fulfilling stick upside down, stepping on the sky, and going straight into the grand palace built with sandalwood gold and dark green ancient jade. Looking around, on the lotus platform filled with black energy, there is There are countless abnormally twisted gods and Buddhas, and the thunderous chanting sound makes people have splitting headaches and distorted souls.

The third is a high-spirited young man, wearing headphones with an iron triangle on his head and holding a fire-pointed gun across his shoulder. He casually walks out of the Red Ant Internet Cafe and looks at the terrifying creature tearing apart the sky and shaking the sea at the end of the ocean.

Fourth, countless people were hiding and shivering in the dark and empty air-raid shelter. In the suffocating despair, a petite figure that looked familiar to Luofu stood up and took the lead in chanting certain gods' names, followed by a bright divine light. Fight with the black mist that destroys life.

The fifth is the blinding red light, a kind of "ghost red" often seen in horror movies. In the universal light of that kind of light, even if he is in a dream, Luofu feels cold all over... After that, there seemed to be the sound of bows and arrows flying through the air?
As countless magnificent waves of air spread out in all directions, like splashing ink, in an instant, the red light disappeared, and the dreamland turned into endless darkness.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
In the extreme darkness that swallowed up all light, it seemed that someone was knocking on some kind of wooden product, or... a glass product.It was mixed with the sizzling sound of electricity, the roar of the engine of some kind of mechanical creation and the sound of riveting parts, the trembling buzz of swords clashing, and the squeaking sound of the scales of some giant scaly creature grinding and colliding. The mysterious universe, the silent sound of the shining stars...

The voice of all sentient beings in the vast world.Wherever it is, nothing is there.

Although a person has hundreds of hands and hundreds of fingers, he cannot point to one end; a person has hundreds of mouths and his mouth has hundreds of tongues, so he cannot name one of them.

At the end of the darkness, there are circles of twisted and rotating light of thousands of colors.

In that endless light, Luofu vaguely saw:
The mythical heaven that sits cross-legged in the sea of ​​clouds and overlooks the common people; the Buzhou Mountain that collapsed when a terrifying divine shadow hit its head; the underworld that gathers the sounds of Buddhism and Taoism and the wails of ghosts; the human world that is full of sweetness, bitterness, and all kinds of tastes... …

In the room of the Great Zhou Cangzhu, an immortal young man was arranging bamboo slips; in the bamboo forest, a middle-aged man with outstanding appearance was playing the guqin; under the broken lamp, a slightly sick scholar was wearing single clothes, coughing and writing books; after saving a country, his face was full of emotions. The tired old man walked alone in the rainy alley on a pair of tattered straw sandals...

In front of the hut, there is a beautiful shadow running towards the moon; by the long river, there is a giant chasing the sun.

At the extreme end of the sky, there is a loving mother patching up the sky; at the corner of the earth, there are hundreds of reincarnations.

Such a strange and magnificent dream, it is difficult not to be addicted to it.

Walking in this endless darkness, Luofu is like a traveler who is lost in the mountains and forests but is not in a hurry. He occasionally picks up wild fruits, occasionally stays in the grass and enjoys flowers, watching rabbits and deers prancing, and watching grass carps tumbling.

Suddenly, a majestic bell sounded in the depths of the dream, and Luofu felt four reassuring hands holding his arm from behind and pulling hard.

A strong feeling of falling hit him. He opened his eyes suddenly and saw that the front seat wrapped in light gold silk was shaking slightly with the bumps of the orange-red flying dragon.

——Yunmeng City, which has been away for 20 days, is right in front of us, and it is now in the stage of decline.

"Are you having a nightmare?" Lao Luo put down the notes in his hand and asked with concern, handing over a glass of Sprite.

"I didn't sleep well." Luofu replied with a slight nasal voice and frowned secretly.

Something is wrong, really something is wrong!
After a full sleep, my whole body was tired and sore, and there was also the strange dream just now... strange things that should not have happened to this strong body happened one after another.

It seems that since the other side of the old dragon was beheaded, his state has been a little weird.

It's not that I'm particularly uncomfortable, but my mind is a little confused and my mind wanders often...

This was a strange thing for him who had received the feedback from Brother Monkey and Empress Dual Healing System.

It's hard not to notice.

Thinking of this, Luofu couldn't help but sigh.

"It's getting weirder and weirder."

Ten minutes later, the orange-red flying dragon slowly landed at Yunmeng Station.

My hometown, far less prosperous than Xizi City, looked increasingly dilapidated after the meeting between the two gods more than 20 days ago.

But the moment he set foot on this land, Luofu still felt at ease for no reason.

Zhuxia people always have special feelings for their homeland.

Lao Luo is also a brave and resourceful person. He is not a reckless man who just ignores and rushes forward when he is passionate. Naturally, it is impossible for him to cause trouble for Qi Wuwei.

The father and son first went around the Shuxiang Community.

The area that was formerly in charge of Lao Luo was now surrounded by a circle of dark blue iron sheets.

The seals with big red characters that read "Keep Out of Restricted Areas" were somewhat peeled off by the wind and rain, and were fluttering with the wind.

With complicated eyes, Lao Luo pressed the end that was swaying in the wind hard against the iron sheet, his loneliness visible to the naked eye.

But such negative emotions did not last long.

When the father and son arrived at Buluo Beach, Tian Zhenhai, the president of the Maritime Branch of the Yunmeng City Battle Card Masters Association, immediately greeted them.

Facing his former comrades, Lao Luo couldn't help but smile a little more.

"Brother Luo, this can be regarded as a tower of strength, and it has gained momentum."

Affected by the state of mind of the newly born strong man, at this time, the mental vortex lingering around Lao Luo's body was like a surging sea. How could Tian Zhenhai, who was not weaker than him before, not see it?

"Brothers, you are far behind."

Lao Tian's eyes were a little complicated, with joy at his brother's rise, but also loneliness and helplessness due to the gap being too large to catch up.

Lao Luo patted his brother on the shoulder and invited: "Ah Hai, come with me to the secular world. That is the stage for us people."

Lao Tian smiled and said: "No, Brother Luo. When you worked hard to start a business, the brothers were not here. Now that it's over, isn't it time to pick peaches? Besides, the Shanghai Branch has a heavy responsibility and can't do without me... That's right. Let’s go.”

Lao Luo didn't try to persuade him any more, and after chatting for a few more words, he and his son walked towards the Gudeng Fortress, stepping on the sand covered with black and red blood clots.

The furnishings of the fortress were as before, and had not been damaged in any way, but were covered with a thick layer of dust.

As soon as Luo Fu blew out his breath, the dust in the room suddenly stirred up. Lao Luo looked around and couldn't help but praise: "Okay, son. He is very capable of taking care of himself."

"It was all done with Kaling's help, how could I have such a clever idea." Luofu replied with a smile.

I quickly packed up the things I had forgotten, and then, accompanied by Lao Luo, I bought a [-]-square-meter piece of land in the downtown business district.

——Of course it was Lao Luo, a new member of the wealthy generation, who provided the money.

Within the slightly mottled blue brick wall, Luofu, with the help of many Kalings, successfully erected the Monkey King Temple he had acquired earlier.

A strong sense of accomplishment arose spontaneously.

Strictly speaking, until this moment, Chinese mythology has completely taken root in this chaotic and violent era of card masters.

"Hey."

Brother Monkey, who was obviously in a mood, shook his furry hands and said hello to several of Lao Luo's Kalings and lieutenants.

"Humph."

Li Tianwang snorted coldly, took a square step full of pressure, walked away with his sleeves fluttering, and cupped his hands as a greeting to Zhenjun.

Jin Zha and Muzha didn't have as much face as their biological father. Facing Sun Dasheng, he only had two handsome and kind smiling faces.

In the background stories of Giant Spirit God and Fish Belly Yaocha, they were all defeated by Brother Monkey's men, and they were a little afraid to bare their teeth.

The high-ranking Four Heavenly Kings lowered their eyelids as if they were covered with gold foil, quietly looked at Luofu, the copyright owner, and nodded subtly.

(End of this chapter)