What appeared in front of Wu Xiaobei's eyes was the jade bowl he brought back from the Bermuda pirate base. He didn't know where the legendary bowl went, because he brought back too many treasures, he didn't take it too seriously, and he turned his head and forgot about it. I didn't want this magical jade bowl to suddenly appear in the hands of an uninvited guest in the middle of the night, which really surprised him.

There is a flow of colored light in the body of the jade bowl, which seems to have some kind of life.

Looking at this jade bowl, Wu Xiaobei first opened his mouth, then covered his mouth with his hand, and then pointed at the red-clothed messenger with the hand covering his mouth, as if he was hesitating about something, and only after three or two seconds did he say to the red-clothed messenger: "I said why can't I find it, it turned out to be you." There is an artistic figure in my country, named Kong Yiji, who once said a sentence to the effect that everyone who reads books stealing books cannot be regarded as stealing, but should be called taking. This treasure was originally mine, but now it is in your hands, so according to God's divine logic, it should not be mine, because everything is God's, God just took back his own things, right? ”

The red-clothed messenger laughed like a girl, then covered her cherry mouth shyly, and replied: "Wu Gongzi is indeed superior, God has everything, according to the rank, God divides everything. Human life is God's, let alone things. However, in view of Wu Gongzi's human identity, I am still willing to give an explanation for the ins and outs of this treasure, which has a lot to do with us asking Wu Gongzi to do something. ”

"Listen up!" Wu Xiaobei nodded his chin and waved his right hand to the side in a dashing manner.

The red-clothed envoy held the jade bowl with the flowing divine light in his other hand, and told the history of this bowl: "This object, originally called the 'Eight Treasure Glass Pill', is an ancient artifact, with a total of seven pieces. Each pill consists of an inner pill and an outer pill together to form a whole. What you see is the outer pill, because after the outer pill is separated from the inner pill, it takes on the shape of a bowl, so over time, its name has been passed down as the 'Eight Treasure Glass Bowl'. ”

"Cream, pills, pills, and powder," Wu Xiaobei interjected, "It sounds a bit like the black jade intermittent ointment in "Heaven and Dragon Slayer", it is to cure diseases and save people, right?" ”

"Haha, in a sense, it's pretty much the same." The red-clothed envoy smiled, "Wu Gongzi is really well-read and strong, admire!" ”

"Ah, after that, I also used to teach myself in class - ah- , Jin Yong, hehe!" Wu Xiaobei pasted a large piece of gold on his face, and waved his hand to signal the red-clothed envoy to continue.

"According to you human beings, this world is divided into three talents, heaven, earth and man, and as for whether the three worlds are three worlds, or the three parts of one world, I won't go into details," the red-clothed messenger said with a sly light flashing in his eyes.

"Ah, interject," Wu Xiaobei raised his hand like a primary school student and asked, "You call it a parallel universe, we call it Sancai, and the two don't mean the same thing, right?" I heard a sentence in the commentary, 'Since Pangu opened the world, three emperors and five emperors to the present', you just mentioned three worlds or three parts or something, I'm not interested, what I want to ask is, is there such a god as Pangu? ”

I don't know which nerve the red-clothed messenger touched by Wu Xiaobei's question, all kinds of subtle and non-subtle expressions on her face instantly emptied, turning into a stern face like a stone sculpture, staring at Wu Xiaobei with a chill.

Wu Xiaobei also looked at each other with a stone face, and the two of them looked at each other for two minutes, as if they were looking at each other's hearts.

Two minutes later, the red-clothed messenger's face thawed first, but it was still not good-looking like just frozen meat, she blinked, cleared her throat, and said seriously: "There is such a character, a complete bastard. ”

"Oh, what an unexpected comment," Wu Xiaobei clapped his hands and said, "We humans can regard Pangu as a great god, without him, there would be no heaven and earth, and there would be no people." ”

"Hmph, you're mistaken, without him, there are people, people of higher rank," the red-clothed messenger said angrily, "because of him, all mankind has become inferior." ”

"How did he do it?" Wu Xiaobei couldn't help asking.

"Hey, we seem to be off topic," the red-clothed messenger's face had completely melted, and he suddenly showed a bright smile like a flower, "We are talking about the Eight Treasure Glass Pill, how did we get to the bullshit Pangu?" Ha ha! ”

"I think this Pangu is very legendary, so I can't help but ask a few more words," Wu Xiaobei said apologetically, "You continue, you continue." ”

"I won't talk about the affairs of the world, you can check your history," the red-clothed messenger regained his previous grace, flicked his hair, and was full of ladylike fan, "To repeat the important point, the heavenly realm is ruled by God alone, and the earth realm is divided into two parts, Eurasia, which are respectively controlled by the lord of the eastern realm, Yama, and the lord of the western realm, Hades, both at the behest of God. ”

"Doesn't God distinguish between East and West?" Wu Xiaobei couldn't help but ask curiously.

"The East has its own name for the East, and the West has its name for the West," said the red-clothed messenger, shaking his head, "All nations and religions have their own names, but in fact they are talking about the same God, which is God." It's not the same as the terrestrial realm. ”

"What you said, that must be more reliable," Wu Xiaobei took a sip of red wine, raised his hand, and motioned for the red-clothed envoy to continue.

"The earth realm is the underworld, and they are ruled by the king of the eastern realm and the king of the western realm respectively, and the divine power of the two realm lords is less than half that of the god, so they both obey the orders of the god," the red-clothed messenger said.

"Well, because the strength is inferior, that's why I obeyed orders," Wu Xiaobei shook the remaining wine in the glass and analyzed, "I heard the taste of rebellion and dissatisfaction." ”

"Haha, Wu Gongzi is really joking," the red-clothed envoy smiled and said, "Rebel against God, the two realm lords don't dare, but they have the ambition to annex each other." So, around 1,500 B.C., the lords of the eastern and western realms launched a protracted war, which was called 'the king of the realm for hegemony'. ”

"'Realm King Competition', wow, that's amazing!" Wu Xiaobei exclaimed, "It must be dark, the sun and the moon have no light, flying sand and stones, covering the sky and the sun." ”

"Hmph, almost," the red-clothed messenger took a large sip of wine and continued, "This battle has been fought for more than three hundred years, and it has seriously affected the order of the divine realm, and God has to intervene. More than 1,000 years ago, God appeared on earth in the form of Solomon, the king of the world, and made a pact with the Lord of the Eastern and Western Realms in the three chapters of the Covenant. ”

"I finally understand why King Solomon was able to envoy all kinds of ghosts and gods," the red-clothed messenger's words made Wu Xiaobei suddenly realize, and he nodded his head.

At this moment, a new change appeared in the glass cover that covered the heart-eating nail. The one with the hard prickly head had already fallen to the ground, turning into a bright puff of smoke, and was sucked into his stomach by the other heart-eating man.

Wu Xiaobei was busy watching TV, and his Peking Opera face had fallen under the sword of the black warrior. The Black Warrior collected his weapon, turned into a black bolt of lightning, and disappeared completely on the TV screen, leaving only dead bodies lying quietly on the ground, looking like a large morgue.

The only one that eats the heart armor, because it sucked the essence of the same kind, its appearance changed again, this time it changed into a pig's head and pig brain, and it was pink and tender.

"Alas, it's finally done," the red-clothed messenger also saw the change in the image of eating the heart nail with Wu Xiaobei's eyes, and clapped his hands, "I'll start making tonight's finale dish now, I guarantee that you haven't eaten it, so you are full of praise!" ”

"What, it's a dish?!" Wu Xiaobei was shocked, this time he was really shocked, pointed to the TV, and said weakly, "Isn't it a TV show?" ”

"Haha, it's not just the show. You are our nobleman," the red-clothed envoy pulled his hair back and said with a smile, "Naturally, I want to give you VIP treatment, there is no pressing table dish, why am I embarrassed to come?" ”

"How do you eat this?" Wu Xiaobei is like a hillbilly who has just entered the city, he really doesn't understand anything, looking at the pig-like heartnails, he wondered, "Eat it raw, or slice it?" ”

"Roast and eat," the red-clothed messenger snapped his fingers, and the heart-eating nail in the glass cover fainted. Lifting the glass cover, the red-clothed messenger shook the heart-eating nail twice with his white and tender palm, and the silver plate containing the heart-eating nail immediately set up a fire, burning the heart-eating nail to a sizzling sound.

"What kind of fire is this, why isn't it hot at all?" Wu Xiaobei stretched out his hand to get close to the flame, tested the temperature, and felt that the fire was full of coldness, and couldn't help but wonder.

"The Samadhi True Fire of the Underworld," the red-clothed messenger explained as he controlled the fire, "Where can the fire of the mortal world bake such an essence holy relic?" ”

Wu Xiaobei only nodded, unable to interject, silently watching the red-clothed envoy cook this strange dish......