Lu Mingfei Returns from Monster Hunting

Chapter 156 The Trailing Xia Mi (Two in One)

Fenglong Hall.

This store is very old.

As an antique shop, it has almost reached the depths of the alley.

Ordinary people would never open a shop like this.

Caesar lifted the cotton curtain, and the copper bell on the door rang along with the curtain, but no one came to greet him.

The counter was empty, no one was there.

The old papered windows make the sunlight coming in hazy, and countless visible dusts are suspended in the air, swirling and dancing in the sunlight.

There are all kinds of old things in the room.

It seems that this store sells everything, and there is even a bright red wedding dress hanging on the wall.

Caesar walked around slowly, and finally stopped in front of the red wedding dress to appreciate it.

The wedding dress is made of fine lake silk, inlaid with pearl buttons and glass flakes.

It is unfolded and nailed to the wall, like a girl with charming eyes smiling at you.

This reminded Caesar of Nuonuo, and she laughed like this too.

"The wedding clothes worn by bannermen in the Qing Dynasty were the orthodox cheongsam. At that time, the cheongsam had a wide hem, the skirt reached the floor, and trousers were worn inside. It was not the current style of showing arms and legs." Someone said behind him.

"Mr. Lin Fenglong?" Caesar didn't look back.

"Mr. Caesar Gattuso? You're so radiant, you actually came to this old man's shop."

Caesar turned around.

Although I have already thought about many situations in my mind.

But he didn't expect that this old man who ate Beijing movies turned out to be a European.

Gray hair and iron gray eyes, a high nose, thin cheeks.

Wearing a bamboo cloth shirt outside, a pair of iron beads coiled in one hand, pancake fruit in the other hand, freshly bought, still steaming...

"There are all kinds of weirdos among hunters!"

Caesar looked him up and down, feeling slightly moved.

"The water in this industry is deep, and the old man is considered a normal person."

The old man named Lin Fenglong smiled slightly and asked about pancakes and fruits.

"I went out to buy breakfast, let's have some food together?"

"No, I'm not used to Chinese breakfast." Caesar waved his hand.

"It's okay, just drink some tea if you are not used to it. I have Tieguanyin here, picked from old tea trees."

Lin Fenglong led Caesar to a small table in the corner.

The old tea table made of tree roots is equipped with a full set of ancient celadon tea sets.

At a glance, they are all valuable items.

The two sat opposite each other, and Lin Fenglong quickly boiled water and made tea. This little European old man was very good at the tea ceremony in the far east.

The vaguely scented tea fragrance wafts through this small space.

He brought a small cup of steaming tea to Caesar.

Caesar smelled the tea: "Have you been in China for many years?"

"I'm from Henan." Lin Fenglong said firmly.

"Can you take a mirror and look at your own face before talking?"

"My parents died a long time ago because of the war of the last century, and I was raised by a couple from Henan."

"Actually, I don't reject my German origin, but..." the boss sighed, "German is too difficult, every time I learn German, it makes me dizzy!"

"An Italian and a German communicate in Chinese, very good..."

Caesar put down his teacup and put a heavy paper bag in front of Lin Fenglong.

"Buy the message you said."

"Huh! Boss, spend money like dirt!" Lin Fenglong narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"You know, these are not money to me."

Caesar said calmly.

In fact, he was lying. The money was really not money to him before. After all, he was a rich man who could buy more than a dozen yachts with a wave of his hand.

But recently his bank card was frozen, and this little money is his current net worth.

The Chinese breakfast he said is not used to it is not because he is not used to it, but because he cannot afford it.

The money for taking a taxi here was borrowed from Lu Mingfei.

Highlight a tragic word.

Lin Fenglong put the paper bag back into his sleeve calmly.

"The Wanggong factory explosion occurred on May 1626, 5, covering an area of ​​more than two square kilometers and killing and injuring more than 30 people. It was a disaster that could not be explained by normal logic. It was one of the three most mysterious explosions in history. "

"I know that." Caesar nodded.

"But there were no such powerful bombs in 1626. Everyone knows that the Tunguska explosion was caused by Yanling Rhine, and the Wang Gongchang explosion was no exception."

"The more deadly the speech spirit, the smaller the domain, the destructive speech spirit domain of two square kilometers." Caesar frowned, "This sounds like a myth."

"Some people think it is an earthquake, some people think it is atmospheric ionization, and so far there is no explanation that can explain all the anomalies in that explosion. The huge shock wave can even throw a stone lion weighing five thousand catties a kilometer Outside the Xuanwu Gate, many people's clothes were torn and they were naked, and iron slag the size of rice grains fell in the black clouds, like a rain of iron."

Lin Fenglong vividly described to him the scene of the explosion at Wang Gong Factory, as if he had seen it himself.

It also happened that Lu Mingfei was not here, otherwise he would have known that the scene of the explosion at Wang Gong Factory was almost exactly the same as the scene of the steel tornado in the ice cellar that day.

"This kind of power can only be achieved by a few dragons, for example..." Lin Fenglong stood up, poked into a crack in the wall and took out a book.

"Dragon King."

The book has no title and is of archaic style.

"The ancient books of the Ming Dynasty, which were found at small stalls, recorded the real history of the Wanggong factory explosion, but some of them were too fantasy. Gathered, hissing like a howl."

"Ghost car bird?" Caesar heard this term for the first time.

"It is also called 'nine-headed bird'. Legend has it that it once had ten heads, and one was shot off by Duke Zhou."

"Is this a rare copy?" Caesar praised the book, "Sell me a book for 20 dollars?"

"It's not an isolated book, but this book has a lot of extra content about Feng Shui. The author of this book believes that the reason for the change in the sky is that this disaster cut off the dragon's veins."

Lin Fenglong said unhurriedly, "He has recorded in detail how to find the dragon's veins in this book, and I can give you an old map of the Ming Dynasty in large quarto."

"Is it also from a street stall?" Caesar took the kraft paper.

"No, China Map Publishing House, the first edition in 2001, and the second edition in 2003. I have used it for more than ten years, and I always take it with me when I walk around the Second Ring Road."

"..."

Caesar: "Should I add another gift?"

He pointed to the wedding dress on the wall: "That suit."

"I didn't ask for the price, and you can't just sit back and pay back the money..." Lin Fenglong's face turned dark.

"I didn't bring that much cash." Caesar took out a silver card from his pocket and put it on the paper bag, "The souvenirs that Citibank gave to customers with black cards are here for you."

"The boss really has vision." Lin Fenglong smiled happily and grabbed it. "It is very difficult to find such a good cheongsam tailor now."

Seeing the boss smiling so happily, Caesar also smiled from the bottom of his heart.

It was a frozen credit card that couldn't be used.

……

What the hell is that thing?
Chu Zihang picked up a piece of bronze-colored skeleton and studied it.

At first he thought it was Deadpool, but after seeing their shattered bones, he realized that they were all bird-shaped creatures.

hallucinations!

It wasn't Deadpool who attacked him tonight, but these weird birds. This thing seemed to be called a sickle weasel in the genealogy of dragons. He had seen it in a book.

Because of the Nibelungen, his cognition fell into a terrible nightmare, and he mistakenly regarded these sickle weasels as dead waiters.

It was like going back to that rainy night.

"If it's the Nibelungen, the Dragon King is here too!"

Chu Zihang carried He Guang on his back, and carried Cun Yu to the depths of the tunnel.

The subway has been burned by his speech spirit, and he can conclude that it is not a means of transportation leading to the Dragon King's palace.

Along the track, he could smell the heavier and heavier breath and sense of oppression.

Lu Mingfei took him to watch a Japanese anime together.

"Saint Seiya".

Every time the protagonist group fights, they have to go through several levels. Every time they fight a level, a member of the protagonist group will jump out and say "Leave this to me", and then let the others leave first.

Each protagonist has his own opponent, which greatly eases the pressure of the battle.

But now Chu Zihang is alone, and it is unknown whether he will be able to walk in front of the Dragon King alive.

But fortunately, he has no worries, even if he dies, he can die frankly...

"Tread~"

He stopped suddenly, the golden pupils burned more violently, and the birthmark on his back was so hot that it made people panic.

"Who!"

Turning his head suddenly, Chu Zihang looked behind him.

There was no one in the dark and deep tunnel.

wrong!

He looked at the top of the tunnel, where a nameless light shone through the collapsed gap, illuminating the shadow of a person.

on top!
"Ah! It's been discovered!"

Xia Mi jumped down from the top of the tunnel, at a height of more than ten meters, it was like jumping a small ladder under her feet.

The Pupil of the Wind King, this is Xia Mi's speech material in the academy.

Possesses the power to control the wind, and can even produce a tornado when fully released.

"Why are you here?" Chu Zihang leaned against the wall, holding Cun Yu's hand a little tighter on the wooden handle.

In a sense, the Nibelungen is the second world created by the Dragon King, where hallucinations and disguises can happen.

He wasn't sure if the person in front of him was his teammate.

Xia Mi looked a little embarrassed, and said hesitantly: "I sent you a message at night and you didn't reply. I was afraid you had something to do, so I came here."

Chu Zihang was taken aback for a moment, he didn't think he was obliged to reply to every message.

What's more, finding ways to stay awake late at night requires a high degree of mental concentration, and he didn't look at his phone at all.

He was silent for a long time before asking.

"Did you see everything just now?"

"I've seen it all."

"Don't tell the school."

Xia Mi stuck out his tongue: "I know, everyone has their own little secret!"

"Speaking of which, how can there be subway operation in the middle of the night? Where is this place?"

"Nibelungen, or the land of the dead, is a strange dimension constructed with alchemy, which does not exist in this world." Chu Zihang said softly, "My guesses are all right, the king of the earth and the mountain His home is here."

"But it's not dark here, where can we find the Dragon King?"

"You can always walk along the railway tracks." Chu Zihang tried his best to keep a distance from Xia Mi, for fear that she was the hallucination product of a certain monster.

Xia Mi was a little annoyed at his alienation.

"Are you serious about taking half a step back? Can't you give your teammates a little more trust? I came to save you without even wearing socks!"

Chu Zihang saw those beautiful little feet that were red from the cold.

Not only did she not wear socks, she only wore slippers for her shoes.

"What I mean is that we can keep the safety circle wide to prevent accidents."

Chu Zihang's expression remained unchanged.

"After encountering an enemy that cannot be dealt with, you can also escape conveniently."

After a long silence, Xia Mi shrank his head and whispered: "Oh~"

……

Lu Mingfei walked forward in the wet tunnel, and Finger flashed him behind him, using his remaining heat.

The environment here was as dark as a sticky quagmire, and the two of them trudged through the quagmire.

"Do you think Wan Boqian and the others will call for rescuers to save us after they go out?"

"Oh! If I had brought some food in, I wouldn't be so hungry, although I know I won't starve to death here..."

"Is this road endless? Are we going to keep going here?"

"..."

Fingel had never heard of it along the way, and he chatted alone about the excitement of the football team.

"I regret it, I should have sent you to the subway at that time, let you sit back and forth a few times, and feel the loneliness of a thousand gold coins." Lu Mingfei said with black lines.

"Damn it! That's too cruel, Xiao Feifei, you're such a nice person, you definitely wouldn't do such a beastly thing."

"Sorry, if you talk nonsense again, I can really do it."

Lu Mingfei's golden pupils lit up for a second, which frightened Fingel so much that he dared not continue to push Lai Lai.

The two continued to walk towards the depths silently.

Speaking of which, although this place is called a labyrinth in name, its internal structure is very simple. There is only one tunnel, the kind that doesn't even have a branch.

Lu Mingfei didn't know if there would be a door at the end of this road, after opening it would be the exit.

But he can only go forward, not back.

Some hopes are like soap bubbles, destined to burst; some people really have no strength, and they won’t stand up again when they fall down; the protagonist in Saint Seiya also looks like he can’t hold on every time he meets an enemy...

At this time, you must force yourself not to go in this direction, otherwise you will really not be able to hold on.

Lu Mingfei used to feel that he couldn't hold on many times.

When you meet the ice dragon, when you meet the golden lion, or when you meet the brilliant black dragon... In short, there are many.

Every time he almost said "I'm sorry my family, I'm going to burp in another world, see you in the next life".

But he forcibly relied on his willpower not to say such words, and fought hard.

The final winner will be him.

Victory is achieved through such a long period of persistence.

Numerous historical facts have confirmed the reliability of this sentence.

And walking in an unmanned tunnel is far from the hardships he encountered in another world.

His tenacious spirit moved Fingel.

The two walked for an unknown amount of time in the endless tunnel.

Suddenly, Lu Mingfei couldn't touch the tunnel wall anymore!
Through the light of the flashlight, you can see your feet stepping on a pile of cinders.

He looked up, only to see the golden starlight floating in the high and wide darkness, and he couldn't see the top.

Stepping into this vast space is like a bug breaking into St. Peter's Basilica in the middle of the night.

(End of this chapter)