Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei.

Chapter 417 Xia Mi: I can beat ten people like Constantine!
Time flies, and 4396 seconds have passed since Yuan Zhisheng and others boarded the flight to Europe. At this time, Xia Di is bringing Lu Mingfei and Eri to visit Chu Zihang's home, and by the way, he brings Xiaolongnu, who has not returned home all night, home.

"So, when will your new book be out?"

Xia Mi sat on the sofa, punching Xia Di's arm with her little fist, as if venting her dissatisfaction: "Last night when godmother was sleeping, she was holding me in her arms, but she was muttering about that black charcoal and little grapefruit."

As the saying goes, you dream about what you think about during the day. Xiaolongnu has reason to suspect that the reason why Su Xiaoyan didn't dream about her at night must be because of the bad guy Xia Di.

"What, are you jealous?" Xia Di enjoyed the massage from the King of Earth and Mountain and teased, "I never knew that our little Jörmungandr is such a jealous kid."

"Be jealous of you, you big-headed ghost." Xia Mi flatly rejected it and glared at him fiercely, as if to say, "If you don't give me an explanation, don't even think about leaving today." Xia Di shook his head at seeing this.

"Don't worry, your godmother has been having this dream for more than two months, and her dream series will not be interrupted whether you are there or not.

But considering the time, it should be almost time for a key plot, I guess she wants me to spoil it so that she can help Heitan avoid some unnecessary troubles."

Xia Mi immediately became interested when she heard this and stopped swinging her fist: "Can you control other people's dreams?"

After spending these days together, she could also sense some anomalies. Although Lu Mingfei and Eri were living under the same roof with her most of the time, they would often suddenly discuss things that she had no recollection of at all, giving her the illusion that she had lost a part of her memory.

Now it seems that perhaps it was Xia Di who connected the two people's dreams together.

Xia Mi, the Word Spirit who can control dreams, can do that too, but she basically focuses on destroying the other person's spirit. After all, in the dragon world, no one and no dragon would think of playing house in dreams.

Seeing Xia Di nod and say that Eri's Chinese level has improved by leaps and bounds because of dream learning, Xiao Longnu suddenly grabbed his hand, her tone a little excited:
“Can you arrange a dream tutorial class for that idiot Fenrir?

I went to see him a while ago, and he couldn't even recognize all the words. Those two humans spoiled him too much. A doting environment will ruin a child's ambition..."

Listening to Xia Mi's parenting tips, Xia Di couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Are you going to guide him personally?"

"Of course, don't be fooled by his silly appearance, he's actually quite smart. He even bribed me with potato chips when checking my homework!"

"OK, arrange it." Xia Di snapped his fingers and decided to go back and tailor a learning dream for Xia Mo, the kind that one can't get out of until they finish learning.

Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang, who were listening in, observed a second of silence for Xia Mo. The former felt a bit gloating, while the latter was wondering if he could ask Master Xia to create a dream space for him to study swordsmanship, the kind that would allow him to compete with countless swordsmen and knife masters in ancient times.

Here, Su Xiaoyan finished her call and walked back to the living room. The first thing she saw was Xiao Mian'ao, who was obviously surrendering to the enemy. She sighed helplessly:

"Xia Di, Tian Ming wants to invite you to dinner, and asked me to ask if you are free tomorrow."

Because of Chu Zihang, the relationship between the two families has always been good. Compared to Lu Tianming, who pays attention to etiquette and is a little too polite, Su Xiaoyan's attitude is more casual, as if Xia Di is just a good friend, and his other identities have no extra points.

Well, it is also possible that Jiang Bei’s identity as a single writer is enough to lower his impression score to the lowest value.

"Mr. Lu, are you treating us?" Xia Di was a little surprised. "Why? Do you want to cooperate with me on a big business?"

"That's not the case. He just wants to find out something from you." Su Xiaoyan's face looked a little strange. "He has a client who is a loyal reader of your book Ghost Blows Out the Light. It is said that he has spent a lot of money on antique collection because of the plot in the book. It is estimated that he has spent several million.

According to his client, he found a bronze vessel in Sichuan some time ago and took it to an expert for inspection, who said it might be a cultural relic from the Han Dynasty.

"So?" Xia Di tilted his head. "What does this have to do with me? I'm just a lousy novelist. How can I know anything about antiques?"

Novel writers these days have mastered some special writing skills. For example, some big stock traders are really selfless in sharing their experiences, and some who write about young Liu Bei really combine the facts with reality. However, Xia Di is just a porter who enjoys the fruits of his labor. He knows nothing about tomb robbing.

If you ask him to bring Hu Bayi and Wang Pangzi over, that's fine, but if you ask him to explain the ins and outs here, that would be really difficult for him. After all, he usually pulls out the tomb owner, beats him up and lets him lead the way by himself.

At this point, Su Xiaoyan's expression became more and more strange, and she looked at Xia Di with a puzzled look in her eyes: "The problem is that the antique dealer who sold it to him said that he found it at the bottom of the Yangtze River, and he also referred to some exorcism methods in "Ghost Blowing Out the Light" during the search..."

"Did they encounter a monster in the Yangtze River?" Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei looked up at the same time, even Eiry who was watching a cartoon was no exception.

The scene of being besieged by the zombies in Reami was still vivid in their minds, and they smelled the scent of NPC issuing tasks.

Xia Mi narrowed her eyes slightly. The combination of bronze and monster reminded her of a nasty guy.

"It shouldn't be a monster or something. We haven't allowed spirits to form here since the founding of the country. But the customer spoke so seriously, and it sounds a bit weird." Su Xiaoyan didn't know what she was thinking about, and quietly put her arm around Chu Zihang's arm.

"Well... if your husband came to me for consultation because of this, then he really came to the wrong person." Xia Di spread his hands, "I am just a poor novelist, how can I know any Feng Shui secrets."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present couldn't help but roll their eyes.

"Well, actually I do understand a little bit." Seeing that no one believed him, Xia Di had to gesture the distance of the universe with his fingertips to show that his level was limited.

"So you accepted the invitation?"

"Well, we have to give Zihang some face."

"Then you set a time." Su Xiaoyan was relieved to see this guy who always liked to do something weird nod and agree readily, "Tomorrow noon or evening?"

"Noon, I have to go home to take care of the kids in the evening."

The dinner was arranged, and Xia Di took a few children to have lunch here, and drove away after they had almost digested the food.

Back home, Lu Mingfei helped Eri pack her schoolbag and stationery, while Xia Mi pestered Xia Di and asked, "You know what's hidden under the Yangtze River, right?"

"I know, what's wrong?" Xia Di collapsed on the sofa, rubbing his thumbs frantically on the game controller, controlling the game character to beat the monster to a low health in a blink of an eye. The Yangtze River is so rich in species, and the people have been offering sacrifices since ancient times. It is normal to have a few dragons hidden in it, and there is nothing to be surprised about.

Xia Mi clenched her fist and said in a deep voice: "Is it that guy Norton?"

Taking a moment to glance at the small fist that looked like a mallet, Xia Di asked curiously, "Why, have you been bullied by him?"

"..." The battle between the Dragon Kings can only be decided by bloodshed. How can it be called bullying? Do you understand? !

Facing Xiao Long Nu's dissatisfied eyes, Xia Di decisively changed the topic: "So you were beaten by Norton?"

"..." Her eyes fell on the firm arm flesh. Xia Mi wanted to try whether her teeth were sharper or Xia Di's flesh was harder, but in the end she chose to give up. If she tried, she would die. A little impatience would ruin a big plan.

"How is that possible? If he dares to touch me, Fenrir will blow his head off."

The four elemental monarchs are all twins, with power and strength in their hands. Norton and he both control "power". To some extent, their fighting power is equal, but...

For some things, we can only say that those who understand will understand. For those who don't understand, it is not good to explain too much. After all, it is enough for you to know. The water is complicated and the interests involved are too great. It will not benefit anyone to explain in too much detail. Most of the historical records have been deleted, so we can only say that those who understand will understand, and just pretend not to know.

"Stop talking nonsense. Is Norton hiding in the Yangtze River?" In order to prevent Xia Di from saying anything that would damage the reputation of the King of Earth and Mountains, Xiao Longnu pinched a layer of skin on his arm with both hands, making it clear that if he dared to talk nonsense, she would do a 360-degree super spin.

"No." Xia Di shook his head and said straight to the point without keeping anyone in suspense: "He is in school just like you, and he woke up earlier than you. He is now a qualified office worker."

Xia Mi: "..."

Although I don’t know what “corporate slave” means, I always feel that it is not a very good word.

Also, is human society so terrible that it can even force the mighty Dragon King to become a beast?

"Oh, you go to school because of the nine-year compulsory education, and he goes to school because someone paid him to pretend to be a college student. He is studying with pay." Xia Di added, "He grew up on the other side of the sea. If no noble person had appeared, he might have become a slave to capital. In the end, under layers of high pressure, his memory was awakened, and a candle dragon set New York on fire."

"You mean he hasn't awakened his memory yet?" Xia Mi ignored everything else and caught the key words at the first time, staring at Xia Di with shining eyes. It was obvious that if he dared to nod, she would book a plane ticket and beat Norton up.

This guy had mocked her a lot in the past. If she missed such a good opportunity, she would probably regret it for the rest of her life.

"He really didn't remember anything." Xia Di nodded indifferently, "If you are thinking of taking revenge on him before he wakes up, and then taunting him harshly when he recovers his memory, I advise you to give up this idea."

“Why?” Xia Mi grabbed the hand that she had just let go of again, and raised her face slightly, imitating those human cubs to act cute maliciously: “Uncle Xia, I am your most lovely little niece, don’t you even want to fulfill this little wish?
Tell me, do you have other nephews outside? ! "

Lu Mingfei poked his head out: Am I a human being? Am I a human being? !

"Don't let your imagination run wild." Xia Di paused the game, raised his hand and pinched Xiao Long Nu's chubby face, staring at her starry eyes with his deep eyes, and said word by word:

"There will be no day when he will recover his memory. From the moment I found him, Dragon King Norton was already dead. The only one left alive is a human named Old Tang."

Looking at Xia Di, who was rarely serious, and listening to his words that sounded like a verdict, Xia Mi was stunned for a moment.

This sentence contained so much information that she forgot to slap away the hands that were playing tricks on her face, and she didn't even notice that her delicate little face was being crumpled into various cute expressions.

She knew very well how difficult it was to kill the Dragon King. Many times, dragon slayers thought they had killed the Dragon King, but in fact only the King's body died, and his soul was not annihilated, but was hidden in a cocoon prepared in advance, waiting for the day to return to the world.

What Xia Di said completely ignored the process of killing the body and allowing the soul to form a cocoon and revive, and killed the Dragon King's consciousness while the body was intact.

Even the White King who controls spiritual elements, or even the Black Emperor who symbolizes despair, probably can't do this, right?

This guy Xia Di is really more terrifying than she imagined.

However, when I thought that this person was a big...long-term meal ticket that I got without any effort, I couldn't help but feel secretly happy in my heart.

Proud.
With a "click", Xia Mi came back to her senses instantly. Seeing Xia Di with a smug look on his face holding a camera to record her limited emoticons, she didn't care whether Norton was dead or alive. She rushed over and yelled, asking old Xia to delete the film.

But her small body was no match for Xia Di, and soon a few more emoticons that could be considered as her dark history appeared in her camera.

During the playtime, Xia Mi was able to dispel some of the fear in her heart. Fortunately, she had always been kind to Xia Di when interacting with him, otherwise it would be hard to say whether she would suffer from physical amnesia and be reduced from the noble king of the earth and mountains to an elementary school student who could only act cute and play pranks.

I don’t know how this guy Norton offended Xia Di. Could it be because of his foul mouth?

Thinking of this, she asked again: "By the way, since Norton is gone, what about Constantine? Give him to..."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and made a throat-cutting gesture on her neck.

Among the four pairs of twins, the ones with the most obvious flaws are the stupid brother Fenrir and the bullied Constantine. They are both beings who control "force", but they look easy to bully because of their lack of intelligence and character.

Putting aside the issue of strength, with a timid personality like Constantine, Jörmungandr could beat ten of them.

"He hasn't woken up yet. Find a time to wake him up and let him go back to sleep."

As it happens, I will go and see what kind of medicine Lu Tianming is selling in his gourd tomorrow, and what that antique found under the Yangtze River is.

(End of this chapter)