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Chapter 96 Vulcan
In May of the sixth year, Wushen, Wang Gong's factory was hit by a disaster, the sound of thunderbolts continued in the ground, gunpowder set himself on fire, the sky was covered by smoke and dust, the day was dark, and it was four or five miles away.

How does this description seem familiar?

Feng He read those three or two sentences back and forth several times, thought for a moment, and then remembered that there was a related entry when Du Niang watched the Tunguska explosion——

Apocalypse Big Bang.

Fenghe looked through the historical materials, and besides the records in "Mingshilu", "Guoyan", and "Zhuozhongzhi", many books compiled by the Qing people in later generations also have detailed records about this disaster.

In the book "Beilue of Ming Dynasty" written by Jiufeng Jushi Ji Liuqi, "Volume [-] Bingyin and May Sixth Jiyi" included the former folk residence newspaper, which is also known as "Tianbian Dichao".

The content is extremely detailed:

Apocalypse Bingyin, on the sixth day of the fifth lunar month, the sky was bright and clean, and suddenly there was a roar, from the northeast to the southwest corner of the capital, gray air rose and the houses were in turmoil.Suddenly there was a big earthquake, the sky collapsed and the earth collapsed, it was as dark as night, and all the rooms fell silent...

She roughly scanned through the description, and described the scene in a very tragic way with more than a thousand words.

There was the sound of a thunderclap that spread hundreds of miles away, killing and injuring more than [-] people, corpses flying everywhere, and survivors showing naked "undressed" grimaces.

Afterwards, Emperor Tianqi also believed that the incident was a natural disaster, and issued a "crime order"

There are many suspicions about the truth of the explosion in later generations. Some think it was an earthquake, some think it was a gunpowder explosion, some even think it was a tornado, and some think it was a meteorite.

But there is no definite answer so far, and in any case, this matter is full of doubts.

It is indeed somewhat similar to the Tunguska explosion three hundred years later, but its power is slightly smaller.

Feng He lightly clasped the table with her fingers, she always felt that there were some details that she had overlooked, so she turned out the "Tianbian Dichao" in other books and read it again.

Apocalypse Bingyin, on the sixth day of the fifth lunar month, Sishi...

That is, at nine o'clock in the morning on May 1626, 5 AD, three hundred and eighty-two years after the Tunguska explosion.

It really doesn't look like a meaningful number.

Fenghe continued to read until the third paragraph.

Suddenly noticed a word, Hou Zaimen Fire Temple.

Indeed, she was the one who ignored it just now.

The Red Emperor was in charge of heavenly armies and casting. In ancient times, the god of fire was a woman under his command, named Mrs. Chongli.

Fenghe once met Mrs. Chongli at the Queen Mother of the West's birthday banquet. She was born very beautiful, but her face was damaged in a disaster. After that, she hid herself from the world for thousands of years, and the position of Vulcan probably fell to the sidelines.

During the Ming and Qing Dynasties, the God of Fire that people believed in and worshiped was a vicious god with three heads and six arms, honored by the name Huode Zhenjun.

No matter how you look at it, it is far from the stunningly beautiful Mrs. Chong Li.

There are rumors that True Monarch Huode is the son of the Red Emperor, and Shaohao never spared his ethnicity, so how could he grant his son an honorable position?This is unbelievable.

I don't know what role this Vulcan played in this catastrophe.

She continued to look down, and the mansion newspaper recorded:
On the morning of the sixth day of the lunar new year, some guards at Di'anmen heard strange music, a rough music and a fine music, and repeated this three times before they realized that the sound came from the Temple of Fire.Everyone pushed the door and entered, and saw a red ball rolling out of the hall and flying into the air.

Is it the red ball again?
Feng He remembered that the shepherd's diary also seemed to describe a scene of a fireball falling from the sky.

This doesn't feel like a coincidence.

There are a few more lines below that describe the Fire Temple elsewhere in the imperial capital.

In the Hadamen Fire God Temple, there is a temple Zhu who sees the God of Fire raising his feet and is about to come out, and the temple Zhu weeps and hugs him.

The Fire God Temple in Zhangjiawan has been imprisoned for many years, and it is said that the locks and keys are all broken.

……

Feng He was a little shaken, could it be that this Huode Zhenjun really has something to do with Chidi?
Four hundred years is not too long, maybe I can ask someone who knows.

But... She thought about the people around her.

Qi An, a young man in his [-]s;
Bai Ning Bai An, a little radish essence of several decades;
Forget about Qiao Zhenzhen, she has lived for more than two thousand years and still has such a detached personality, so she can be expected to remember nothing serious.

When she thought about it carefully, the only acquaintance she could find today was the Immortal Rong Jin from Western Shu, who still had a trace of immortality about not caring about world affairs.

The rest is really beyond words...

But speaking of Xishu, after so many days, things happened one after another, she almost forgot to contact Xiao Ba.

After finishing sorting out all the materials, Feng He glanced at the time, reckoning that he could find Qiao Zhenzhen in the restaurant, so he put on a coat and went downstairs.

Sure enough, before halfway up the stairs, I smelled the smell of food, which was strange.

Aunt Hua was right.

Rao Fenghe, now also feels that Qiao Zhenzhen's mind is too simple, and he doesn't know how to get along in this world.

Just relying on a face?
Didn't they mean that everyone in their entertainment industry has a delicate heart, and in her opinion, those "little flowers" don't seem to be bad looking?

A bunch of ideas popped up in Feng He's mind for no reason.

It is said that there must be a goblin when something abnormal happens, but I don't know who is responsible for this abnormal thing happening to a goblin.

She thought about it, and decided to take a small revenge on Qiao Zhenzhen's behavior just now.

The girl was light and tall, avoiding the beams and pillars, and avoiding Bai Ning's sight, poked her head out from behind Qiao Zhenzhen: "What are you eating?"

"Ah, I don't know, what Bai An and the others ordered." The ignorant little rabbit was not frightened, and happily pointed to the empty bowl beside him, saying:
"It's delicious, Xiaohe, you can eat some too."

The prank failed?

So, she actually sensed it?
Feng He sat down suspiciously, glanced at the box printed with "Black Pearl x Michelin" on the table, and stretched out his consciousness to see the female elf who was feasting.

Huh?Qiao Zhenzhen's cultivation has increased a lot?

It seems that in the past thousand years, he has been quite diligent.

Well, it's a good thing to be willing to make progress, Feng He looked at Qiao Zhenzhen much softer.

"What's the matter? You look like I suddenly have an aunt." Qiao Zhenzhen said vaguely with a piece of carrot cake in her mouth.

"It's okay, I just want to make a video for Xiao Ba," Feng He straightened his face, and reminded, "It's in your WeChat."

"Oh! By the way! I forgot!"

Qiao Zhenzhen swallowed the radish cake whole, and Bai Ning who was beside her was shocked when she saw it.

She rummaged through the address book for a long time, tapped her head, and then remembered, "Ah! I returned that phone to Qi An..."

Qiao Zhenzhen suddenly raised her head, turned to Bai Ning, and said, "Can you contact him?"

The conscientious radish spirit was taken aback, and took two steps back: "The boss went to Wuwangya to take back the jade cong today, and you can usually contact him after the sacrifice..."

"Why are you afraid? Do I seem to want to eat you?" Qiao Zhenzhen frowned, she felt that she was quite gentle.

"No!" Bai Ning almost raised his hands in surrender, "I'll try it now."

Carrot Jing walked straight out of the house with a pair of radish legs, and just opened the door, only to see Qi An in a magic robe drenched all over again, with one hand raised high in front of his forehead.

She is full of thoughts, is the boss so polite, and knocks on the door when she returns to her house...

"Hurry up and invite Lord Fenghe!"

Qi An said sternly, it seems that something serious has happened.

(End of this chapter)