Chapter 415: Master Story (6)
Mingxi said: "I just happened to know your inner thoughts and helped you say that idea louder." Don't forget that I'm a squire at the House of Worries. β
That's right, Ning Meng is the owner of the Worry House, and nothing can be bigger than the client of the Worry House.
Ning Meng pouted and said, "Now the dream of being a star is shattered, and I will never be able to be a female star happily in the future." She crossed her hands back, rested her head on them, and tilted her neck back. When she opened her eyes, she saw a brilliant starry sky.
But she is now in a city with a high level of pollution, and it stands to reason that there should not be such a brilliant starry sky.
Could it be that the "ominous" superstition is true?
Ning Meng shook her head and wanted to make herself more sober, never, that superstition would never be true.
When Ning Meng returned to the Worry Relief House, the Worry Relief House had already fried the pot.
Wang Shuaishuai rushed over and made a big noise, shouting: "Sister Meng, are you amused? You quit? You think that the first play in your life can be on the work of a big director, and the most important thing is that you still resign at a critical moment? Are you crazy? You don't want to mix in this circle." β
Ning Meng also felt a trace of regret and said, "Is it really that serious?"
"Is it really that serious?" Wang Shuaishuai deliberately pretended to be a shrill voice and said, "Are you pretending to be naΓ―ve with me?"
Ning Meng immediately turned to Mingxi and said: "I'll just say it, you don't listen to this matter in the long run, now it's okay, my way into the showbiz will be cut off all of a sudden, you say, what to do." β
Mingxi said: "It's broken, it's over, your future is not there anyway." β
Wang Shuaishuai hated iron and said: "You two, when will you be able to live like a normal person." β
Mingxi said: "I'm not an ordinary person, I'm a dignified immortal." β
"Hmph!" Wang Shuaishuai's action of turning around and leaving fully interprets what it means to brush his sleeves and leave.
Gui Yuxuan also looked at Ning Meng with a disappointed face and said, "Sister Meng, you did a little too much this time. Then he also followed Wang Shuaishuai's appearance and "brushed his sleeves away".
Ning Meng turned to Mingxi and said, "Is it really excessive?"
Mingxi said: "Even if the contract signed in the Heavenly Palace cannot be easily broken." β
Ning Meng pursed her lips and said, "Anyway, you made that call." β
Mingxi also decided not to show weakness, saying, "That's also because I read your inner thoughts." β
The next day, Wang Shuaishuai and his entourage embarked on the journey to join the group as usual, while Ning Meng stayed in the worry house to continue to be the owner of her worry house and fulfill her wish for the client.
This seems to be everything logical and a little leisurely beautiful, except for the incident that Ning Meng encountered the night before.
The bowl, after a small argument between several people in the Worry Relief House, went back to their rooms to sleep. Ning Meng was too tired after running outside for a day, and when she returned to the room, she didn't turn on the light and casually changed into pajamas and got into the bed. But when she got into the bed, she realized that something was wrong.
"What's that?"
Ning Meng touched a warm thing in her bed. She didn't have to touch it from top to bottom before she realized that there was someone hiding in her bed.
Where did the thief come from?
Ning Meng's first reaction was that the person in the bed was definitely not a person, or definitely not an ordinary person.
She didn't have time to turn on the lights to take a closer look, but shouted "Foxfire!"
Ning Meng's current fox fire has been perfected.
As soon as the voice fell, there was a "boom", and a big fireball suddenly ignited in Ning Meng's room. If Ning Meng hadn't put away the fox fire immediately, I'm afraid she would have burned herself at this time.
I saw a black shadow in the firelight, which was scalding and kept jumping to its feet. Although this fox fire was a little fierce, it made Ning Meng see who the person who broke into her room was.
"Black God, why are you here in the middle of the night? β
The black god hurriedly slapped the hem of his clothes with his big sleeves and said, "What am I doing here? What do you say I came here in the middle of the night, of course to see my wife." β
"Can you be a little serious? β
"The husband helps his wife warm the quilt in the middle of the night, which is an extremely serious thing. β
"Again?"
Seeing that Ning Meng's eyes were sharp, the black god seemed to be in a bad mood, so he said with interest: "It's okay if I don't say it, I really don't have any sense of humor, it must be because I have been with that wooden lump for too long." β
Ning Meng casually turned on a little desk lamp and said coldly: "If you have something, say it quickly, and get out of it if you have nothing to do." β
Under the background of the orange light, Ning Meng's face appeared even softer, and the black god saw that he was a little out of his mind, and he forgot to speak.
"What the hell is going on?" Ning Meng asked again impatiently.
The black god finally came back to his senses and said, "I really have something important to discuss with you." Have you noticed any changes in your Worry House?"
"You're saying that another world and a city have coincided?"
"You know, how do you know. I thought you didn't have that sensitivity. β
"I really don't have this sensitivity, it was Myung-hee who told me. β
"It's Mingxi again," the black god said with a look of disdain, "isn't it because he's by your side? β
"Okay, then you have to say the big things that Mingxi doesn't know, even if you are more clever than Mingxi. β
"Really?"
"Of course. β
Ning Meng's tone was extremely firm, but in her heart, she felt that her conversation with the black god was becoming more and more like coaxing a child.
The black god picked up a stool and sat upright on it, carefully sorted out every wrinkle on his clothes, and said, "Then I'll tell you one more thing, the Nine Lives Cat Demon has escaped." β
"Nine-Lives Cat Demon?"
"That's right, the Nine Lives Cat Demon, that's a very dangerous big monster......"
"Mingxi also told me about this, but I didn't believe it, since you also said so, I guess I have to believe it a few points," Ning Meng said: "Is there anything else, if there is nothing else, you can withdraw." β
The black god said, "I'll tell you something that Mingxi absolutely doesn't know. The Golden Crow is back. β
"What is the Golden Crow?"
"Look at it, Mingxi doesn't know," the black god didn't forget to complain about Ning Meng and said: "Jin Crow doesn't know, it's really uneducated, it's terrible." The golden crow is the golden crow. β
"The golden crow? β
"Well...... It must be very valuable. No, it's not a question of money or not, it's a matter of people's livelihood. β
"People's livelihood? That's what only national leaders think, and it has nothing to do with you. β
"That's not what I said, the rise and fall of the country is the responsibility of the husband. β
"Huh? You mean the common people. β
"Yes, the people, the people. β
Ning Meng smiled: "It's terrible who is uneducated." β
The black god said: "Don't look relaxed like this, okay, what I want to tell you about next is a very important matter, a serious matter." β
"Okay, serious business. Ning Meng deliberately put on a serious face, but she was thinking about when she could finish dealing with the black god quickly, but she was in a hurry to go to sleep.
The black god said, "The golden crow is a golden crow. But this thing is not golden, but black, oily and shiny, and there is no more perfect black feather in the world than him. β
Ning Meng thought to herself, isn't she just a crow, is it worth making such a fuss?
The Black God continued, "But the reason why the Golden Crow is called the Golden Crow is because under the light of the sun, it shows a golden light all over its body. It is the son of the Emperor of Heaven, of course, this has not been confirmed, you know that the heaven and earth were very romantic when they were young, and they always had relationships with many beautiful women, and the leader of the bird clan was one of them, but this is not the focus of our discussion today. β
"I'd love to hear this story. β
"No, we'll tell this story next time, and we're going to be concerned about people's livelihood now. β
"It's the common people. β
"Yes, no matter what life is, in short, it is the life of the world. β
Ning Meng sighed, raised his palm upwards and said, "Okay, you continue." β
The black god said, "The golden crow has three legs, and once upon a time they were ten brothers, who brought light and warmth to the world in place of the Emperor of Heaven. It was supposed to be the first bird of the bird clan, but because they made a mistake, they could only become second. β
"The second is not bad. What a mistake did they make? β
"They were in the sky at the same time. Of course, this is the fighting spirit between brothers, I just want to see who is more powerful, whose light is more dazzling, who is warmer," said the black god, "but this is bitter for the common people at that time." The drinking water dried up, the fields dried up, and the work could not survive. β
Ning Meng only felt that her eyelids were about to be completely closed, and said, "The people are miserable, and then what?"
The black god said, "Then a hero appeared, killed nine of them, and only one remained, which is what humans often call the sun." β
Ning Meng tugged at the corners of her mouth disdainfully and said, "Thank you for telling me such an interesting bedtime story." I know most of the story, though. You're talking about the story of Hou Yi shooting the sun. Not only do I know that if you go out on the street and pick up a random kid and ask them, they all know the story, but it's a myth. β
"You know?"
"I know. The so-called mythological stories are stories that do not know whether they are true or false. In the official history, it is recorded that the descendants did not shoot the sun, but shot the crow to death. There was a drought and a lot of people died, and the crows came to steal people's food and sometimes eat people's corpses. The descendants shot them all down. In order to praise the descendants, the descendants came up with such a story and told it to children to play. β
"Why is there a golden crow in the sky?"
Ning Meng was really speechless, and said, "May I ask what era you live in? Look at the sky, it's dark now, and this thing in the sky is called the moon." When it dawns tomorrow morning, that thing will appear in the sky, and it will be called the sun. The moon is a satellite of the earth and surrounds it, and the sun is a star around it. β