not good, immortal

Chapter 92

He read this and paused for a moment.

Looking down, I happened to see the girl holding the teacup, but she didn't drink it.

Her eyebrows are like Daisy in the distant mountains, and her eyes are full of expectation.

"Aren't you surprised?" Lu Gui asked.

"Why should you be surprised?" Feng He was full of longing for the following content, and told her intuitively that the person who wrote the diary really saw God.

Just don't know which one.

"That's right." Lu Gui turned his eyes back to the booklet. There should be infinite possibilities in this world.

He bowed his head and continued to read:

"God came from the south. He looks very different from us. He looks more like the shepherds here. Of course, he is younger, with black eyes and hair, and the clothes he wears are more like the robes of the shepherds, but more Lighter, thinner...

"He spoke to me. I couldn't understand his language. It didn't belong to any of the Slavic, Tungusic, or Altaic languages. But I could clearly feel that he was asking me for directions, so I pointed north. , although, I don't know what's in the north...

"He smiled at me, still in the same language, and asked if I had any paper and pen, and I handed him the diary. He drew a random symbol on it and told me that I must take it with me today. This diary, stay with the tribe.

"Then he left."

Lu Gui turned another page, glanced at the content behind, stopped, and said again: "This page was torn."

"Ah?!" Feng He hurriedly looked at the diary.

Sure enough, there was a trace of a page being torn off, and the corners were very messy, and it seemed that the person who did it was in a hurry.

Lu Gui observed it carefully, and said, "Obviously oxidized, it should have been torn off a long time ago, but...why is it only half written here?"

Feng He looked at where he pointed.

On the front page that was torn out, the scientist also seriously wrote the content.

But he seems to write very carefully, there seems to be an invisible line in the middle, separating the text from the blank, as if...

"When he was writing his diary, was there anything on the right side that he couldn't touch?" Feng He imagined that the way of writing today is from left to right.

Is there something hot next to it?
"Is it the symbol drawn by that 'God'?" Lu Gui was also imagining this possibility.

Is the ink dry?wrong.

He denied himself: "But if the talisman cannot be touched, why can he write on the previous page?"

Except for the first paragraph of this diary, it is obvious that it was written after this person met "God".

If you want to write on the previous page, you will inevitably press the paper on it.Didn't it also produce a touch?

Feng He thought for a moment and said:

"Is there a possibility that he took the diary, went back to the tent, and hurriedly wrote down the previous paragraph, and then something happened, such as... this talisman, it worked?"

"Do you believe in God?" Lu Gui frowned.

Ah, the world of atheism these days.

Feng He was at a loss for words for a while, and quickly looked for the rationale for his guess: "I just think that if you consider it from the perspective of mysticism, it may make more sense."

Then she asked tentatively, "Well...you don't believe in God?"

"I don't like God." Lu Gui shook his head without explaining why.

"Oh……"

The girl's expression was gloomy for a moment, and a little disappointment appeared in her heart.

Immediately, she cheered herself up in her heart——

Hey, what does it have to do with me that he doesn't like God?I am not a god!
Wait, Feng He lowered his eyebrows and looked between his waist and abdomen, and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Seeing that the expressions on that little face changed again and again, Lu Gui asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

"I……"

The girl widened her eyes in fear.

She immediately took two sips of ginger tea, but she still couldn't hide the voice coming from her stomach, which was amplified infinitely in this small space.

"Hungry." She smiled wryly.

Immediately, there were two more self-evident cooing sounds.

"Didn't eat before going out?" Lu Gui had a slight displeasure on his face, why is the little girl so incapable of taking care of herself, "This is not a good habit."

He raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes involuntarily scanned the girl's beautiful figure, she didn't need to lose weight.

"I just wanted to buy a mobile phone and go home..." The girl's voice was like a mosquito. She didn't expect that she would be trapped here, and what she didn't expect was that the hunger came as soon as she said it.

When you go back at night, you must study the clay pot again!
"Wait for me." Lu Gui closed the diary and casually pushed it in front of her, "There are still some pictures on it, you can take a look first."

"Eh?"

Feng He raised his head shyly.

Mr. Lu stood up, took a black umbrella from the shelf, and opened the door. It was still raining heavily outside.

"where are you going?"

The gust of wind rushed in instantly, drowning her voice.

Is this... to buy food?
Suddenly, Qiao Zhenzhen's words came to Feng He's mind: "In ancient and modern times, in China and abroad, as long as you buy food, you like it."

The mood that was originally like the water had stopped was suddenly attacked by emotions with unknown meanings, and the water splashed up.

No, no, there are still many things that have not been clarified.

What god bone, god war, goddess.

It was not easy for her to touch the doorway of this divine war...

Feng He forced himself to expel that emotion from his heart, and cast his eyes on the diary.

She obediently sat on the bar stool, endured inexplicable hunger, and reached out to open it.

The graffiti on the title page came into view again, and when I saw it again, I always felt different from the feeling just now.

The girl concentrated in thought, then murmured.

"God... randomly left a symbol in the diary."

It's a symbol.

She examined the lines on it, which seemed frantic, motley, and irregular.

But if they could be put back together...

Fenghe suddenly felt that his brain was not enough.

It turns out that being hungry can really make a goblin stupid.

It would be great if the phone is not broken, and you can take a photo and take it back for research.

"Hey……"

Before she could finish her sigh, the door was opened from the outside again, and Mr. Lu's figure flashed in quickly, and the umbrella in his hand was blown out of shape.

He was holding a bag in his arms, with some raindrops on it, but most of his clothes were wet.

The clothes were thin and white, and the skin inside was faintly visible.

And the rain dripping from his handsome jawline.

Feng He didn't have time to appreciate it, so he jumped off the chair in a hurry, grabbed the pink towel just now, used some magic power to quickly dry the water droplets on it, and then handed it over.

"Quick wipe."

Lu Gui took it, a little surprised at the speed with which the towel dried, but he didn't think much, raised his hand and put the bag on the bar.

"This is?"

"Bread, there is a bakery nearby, that's all that's left, I don't know what you like to eat, so I bought some."

He didn't say that when he knocked on the door of the store, the proprietress almost forgot to collect the money as if she had seen a ghost.

"Ah, thank you!"

Therefore, at all times and in all over the world...

Feng He tried his best to shake this thought away, but could only follow the fragrance and leaned over to look into the bag.

Those desserts are very weird, rolled up, looking like caterpillars, with white cream on top?

"Don't you like it?" Lu Gui stopped wiping his hair.

"No." It's not seen at all.

Look at her expression... Are you embarrassed?
Lu Gui put the towel aside and took out the contents one by one, "Coconut, meat floss, red bean paste, cream, which one do you like?"

"Coconut... velvet?" The name sounds soft and cute.

Lu Gui picked it up, tore open the package, and handed it over.

The bread was in an irregular round shape, with white and yellow strips sprinkled on it, and it really smelled delicious, but...

Feng He raised his head, glanced at Lu Gui in bewilderment, and gnawed directly in front of him?
Sure enough, I'm still shy.

He smiled and shook his head, wiped off all the water stains on his hands, stopped looking at her, opened the diary again, and said:

"Then I will continue reading."

(End of this chapter)