Chapter Ninety-One: A God Comes from the South
He paused for a moment as he read this.
When I looked down, I saw the girl holding the teacup, but she didn't drink it.
Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, and her eyes were full of expectation.
"You're not surprised?" Lu Gui asked.
"Why be surprised?" Feng He was full of yearning for the content that followed, and her intuition told her that the person who wrote the diary really saw God.
I just don't know which one it is.
"Yes." Lu Gui retracted his gaze to the booklet, this world should have infinite possibilities.
He bowed his head and continued:
"God came from the south, and he looked very different from us, more like the shepherds here, and of course, he was younger, with black eyes and hair, and he wore clothes that were more like the herdsmen's robes, but lighter and thinner......
"He spoke to me, and his language I didn't understand, and he didn't belong to any of the Slavic, Tungusic, or Altaic languages. But I could clearly perceive that he was asking me for directions, so I pointed to the north, although I didn't know what was going on in the north......
He smiled at me, again in that language, and asked me if I had a pen and paper, and I handed him the journal. He drew a random symbol on it and told me that I must take this diary with me today and stay with my people.
"Then, he left."
Lu Gui turned another page, glanced at the content behind it, stopped, and said again: "This page has been torn up." ”
"Huh?!" Feng He hurriedly looked at the diary.
Sure enough, there was a tear off a page there, and the corners were very messy and scrawled, and it looked like the person who started it was in a hurry.
Lu Gui took a closer look and said, "The oxidation is obvious, it should have been torn off a long time ago, but ...... Why is it only half written here? ”
Feng He looked at where he was pointing.
The front page that was torn off, and the scientist also wrote the content seriously.
But he seems to have written very carefully, as if there is an invisible line in the middle, separating the text from the blank space, as if it were ......
"When he was writing his diary, was there anything on the right side that couldn't be touched?" Feng He imagined for a moment, and the way of writing today is from left to right.
Is there something hot next to it?
"Is that the 'god' the symbol?" Lu Gyu is also imagining this possibility.
Is it because the ink is not dry? Wrong.
He denied himself, "But if the runes can't be touched, why can he write on the previous page?" ”
With the exception of the first paragraph, it is clear that this diary was written after the man's encounter with "God."
If you want to write on the previous page, you will inevitably press the page on it. Didn't you also have a touch?
Feng He thought for a moment and said:
Is it possible that he took his diary, went back to the tent, and hurriedly wrote down the previous paragraph, and then what happened, such as ...... This rune, it worked? ”
"Do you believe there is a God?" Lu Gui frowned.
Ah, it's an atheistic world now.
Feng He was speechless for a while, and hurriedly looked for the rationality of his guess: "I just think that if you consider it from the occult, it may make more sense." ”
Then she asked tentatively, "Hmm...... You don't believe in God? ”
"I don't like God." Lu Gyu shook his head and didn't explain why.
"Oh......"
The girl's expression was gloomy for a moment, and a little loss appeared in her heart.
Immediately, she cheered herself up in her heart-
Eh, what does it matter to me that he doesn't like God? I'm not God!
Wait, Feng He lowered his eyebrows and looked at his waist and abdomen, and suddenly realized that something was wrong.
Seeing that all kinds of different expressions changed and changed on that little face, Lu Gui asked with concern, "What's wrong?" ”
"I ......"
The girl's eyes widened in horror.
She immediately poured two sips of ginger tea, but she still couldn't hide the sound coming from her belly, which was infinitely amplified in this small space.
"I'm hungry." She smiled wryly.
Immediately, there were two more self-evident cooings.
"Didn't eat before you left the house?" There was a trace of displeasure on Lu Gui's face, why did the little girl not take care of herself so much, "This is not a good habit." ”
He raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes involuntarily glanced over the girl's beautiful figure, and 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 this hunger pang would come.
When you go back in the evening, you must have a good look at the clay pot again!
"Wait for me." Lu Gui closed the diary and pushed it in front of her casually, "There are some pictures on it, you can take a look at it first." ”
"Huh?"
Feng He raised his head shyly.
I saw Xiao Lu Langjun stand up, take a black umbrella from the shelf, and open the door, but it was still raining outside.
"Where are you going?"
The wind poured in instantly, drowning out her voice.
This is the ...... Got something to eat?
The ghost made the gods worse, and Qiao Zhenzhen's sentence suddenly popped up in Feng He's mind: "Ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, as long as you buy food, you like it." ”
The mood that had been like the water had stopped, suddenly was invaded by emotions of unknown meaning, and there was a splash of water.
No, no, there are still a lot of things that haven't been figured out.
What god bones, god wars, goddesses.
It was not easy for her to touch the doorway of this divine war......
Feng He forced himself to dispel that emotion from his heart and set his eyes on the diary.
She obediently sat down on the bar chair, 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 what I had just felt.
The girl pondered, then muttered.
"God...... Casually left a symbol on the diary. ”
It's a symbol.
She examined the lines on it, seemingly frantically, chaotic, and irregular.
But if they could be recombined......
Feng He suddenly felt that his brain was a little insufficient.
It turns out that hunger can really make goblins stupid.
If the phone is not broken, it would be nice to take a photo and take it back for research.
"Hey......"
Before she could finish her breath, the door was opened from the outside again, and Xiao Lu Langjun's figure flashed in quickly, and the umbrella in his hand had been blown out of shape.
He was holding a bag in his arms, with a few raindrops on it, but his clothes were mostly wet.
The clothes were thin and white, and the skin inside was faintly visible.
And rain dripping down his good-looking jawline.
Feng He didn't have time to appreciate it, so he hurriedly jumped off the chair, grabbed the pink towel just now, and used some mana to quickly dry the water droplets on it before handing it over.
"Wipe it off."
Lu Gui took it, a little surprised at how quickly the towel dried, but he didn't think much about it, raised his hand and put the bag on the bar.
"What is this?"
"Bread, there's a cake shop nearby, that's all left, I don't know what you like to eat, so I bought some."
He didn't say anything, but 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, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign......
Feng He tried to shake the thought away, but could only follow the aroma and lean over to look into the bag.
Those dim sum styles are very weird, rolled up, look like caterpillars, and have white on them like cream?
"Don't you like it?" Lu Gyu's hand wiping his hair stopped.
"It's not." I haven't seen it at all.
Look at her look...... Are you sorry?
Lu Gui put the towel aside and took out the contents one by one, "Desiccated coconut, meat floss, bean paste, cream, which one do you like to eat?" ”
"Coconut...... Down? "The name sounds soft and cute.
Lu Gui picked it up, tore open the package, and handed it over.
The loaf was an irregular circle, sprinkled with long white and yellow grains, and it smelled good, but it was just ......
Feng He raised his head, glanced at Lu Gui at a loss, and gnawed directly in front of him?
Sure enough, I'm still shy.
He shook his head with a smile, wiped all the water stains off his hands, stopped looking at her, opened the diary again, and said:
"Then I'll keep reading."