Lu Guigang wanted to ask Xiao He what he knew, but Lao Xu's life-threatening attack hit again.

In fact, from the beginning of Heshun just now, this person has been calling him relentlessly.

So, after the sixteenth vibration after muting the phone, Lu Gui had to say sorry to Feng He before picking it up.

"The art academy asked the manuscript to be delivered at four o'clock in the afternoon, why didn't you go back to the hotel?" Lao Xu's loud voice came out through the earpiece, attracting Feng He's sideways glance.

"I'll give it to you when I get back later, what are you anxious about?" Lu Gui frowned.

"Oh, I'm the contact person, it's going to be officially exhibited tomorrow, and the organizers have been delaying us for a day." Lao Xu said weakly over there, "Isn't it that I'm afraid that you won't be able to come back at night."

"Huh!" I don't know what he's looking for.

Lu Gui hung up the phone angrily, adjusted his mood, and then went to see the girl next to him.

"Did you hear it all?"

"Uh-huh, what kind of sketch do you mean?" Very good, apparently didn't understand.

"The proposition works of the Tang Dynasty Cultural Week will be exhibited at the special exhibition tomorrow." Lu Gui breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ah, the East Coast Art Museum's special exhibition?" Feng He remembered that Qiao Zhenzhen should have asked her to go to this is also the case.

"Yes, are you coming?"

"Hmm! I want to see the alchemy on display above." Feng He blurted out, and then added at the right time, "And your paintings!"

Seeing the girl's innocent expression, Lu Gui smiled.

Alchemist?

He thought of what she was talking about.

This girl, is she taking the myth seriously?

It was already two o'clock in the afternoon, and the time was not early, and the two said goodbye at the door of the used bookstore.

Feng He returned home, looked at the empty house, and the mood of excitement because he found the clue suddenly fell silent.

She didn't know if this was due to the loneliness caused by living alone, or because she seemed to be a little empty in her heart after separating from Xiao Lu Langjun.

Forget it, while there is no prank on Qiao Zhenzhen, let's go take a bath first.

The water in the bathtub was steaming, and she still had a wet jade cong around her neck, looking up at the ceiling, and there were words in her mouth.

"Tang Dynasty, Zhenguan, Wu Zetian, King ......"

She closed her eyes and recalled in her mind the life of Li Shouli, the king of Pi.

This grandson of Tang Gaozu Li Zhi, although he is a royal descendant, the first half of his life can be described as miserable.

His original name was Li Guangren, and he was the second son of Li Xian, the prince of Zhang Huai. In the year of his death, his father Li Xian was suspicious of the Empress Wu, and was demoted to a concubine on the charge of rebellion, and the whole family was exiled to Bazhou. Four years later, Empress Wu deposed the emperor to govern, and there was a vision in the sky, and Li Xian, the father of Li Guangren, committed suicide in Bazhou.

The first year of the vertical arch was also the second year of Li Xian's suicide, perhaps because there was finally no threat, and Empress Wu restored his son's title. Li Guangren, the emperor's grandson, also changed his name to Li Shouli, the heir of King Yong, returned to the imperial capital from Bazhou, and was confined in the imperial palace.

Thirteen years later, in the first year of the holy calendar, Li Dan was demoted to the prime minister, and he regained his freedom to live in Xinghuafang in the west of Chang'an City.

In the first year of Tang Long, because Zhongzong's will regarded Li Shouli as the prince, he was able to enter the king, and he was already thirty and eight years old.

But in terms of historical materials, whether it is the "Old Tang Book" or the "New Tang Book", they all have a lot of complaints about this king.

It is rumored that His Royal Highness had a very hard life in his early years, his talents were inferior, he did not abide by etiquette, and in his later years, he lived a very luxurious life because of the emperor's grace, and searched for treasures everywhere, so it was said that the owner of the cellar in Hejia Village was Li Shouli.

But if the owner of these gold and silver objects was Li Shouli, why would he hide the gold objects in an urn?

Li Shouli was born in the twenty-ninth year of Kaiyuan, which is far from the Anshi Rebellion. The time of his death was nearly twenty years earlier than the Anshi Rebellion, why was he so panicked?

After all, the truth of history has been hidden by time.

God...... Does it have anything to do with this?

Feng He remembered that she had read a small biography somewhere, saying that this king Li Shouli had the ability to predict the weather and rain.

He explained to Tang Xuanzong that it was because he was imprisoned in the palace when he was young, he was often beaten, and he had old diseases on his body.

It's embarrassing to hear.

But is there any possibility, what is the connection between him and Danshi or Huo De Zhenjun?

Bazhou is located in the western barren mountains, and it was also in Xishu during the Tang Dynasty, which seems to be very close to Longzhou, and it was also a place where all demons gathered.

The rulers of that time admired Taoism, and many new gods had incense from that time.

Speaking of which, will Rong Jin Xianjun know something?

Feng He sighed faintly and woke up from his thoughts.

I saw that the jade cong on his chest was fluorescent, although it did not have a machine spirit, but it seemed to remind itself in this way.

"Do you mean I'm thinking the right thing? Huh?"

As her words fell, Feng He saw that Yu Cong seemed to have a spirit, and the ivory-colored floating light faded away, revealing the green on the surface.

It seems that the alchemy at tomorrow's special exhibition will definitely have to be observed.

Then if possible, go back to Xishu and ask Rong Jin Xianjun about the fire god.

Moreover, you can go to Chang'an to find out, although thousands of years have passed, the shrine gods there may also know something.

Feng He made up his mind and didn't think about it anymore.

I got out of the bathtub, changed my clothes, and hurried downstairs again.

……

The old city and the hotel are not particularly far away, and Lu Gui walked back slowly, which took less than an hour.

He took the scroll, and when he knocked on Lao Xu's door, he saw two beautiful women sitting inside, one of whom should be the one who had eaten with him just now, and the other did not know him.

"I'll introduce you." Lao Xu smiled all over his face.

"No need, here's for you." Lu Gui had a cold face, handed over the things, turned his head and left.

"Hey, hey, don't go, tell me, what's going on with that four-thousand-year-old beauty." Lao Xu ignored the second daughter, closed the door, and put one hand on his shoulder flatteringly, "What do you mean by not a girlfriend?"

"She's only nineteen."

Lu Gui opened his hand, a man, how could he be so gossipy.

"How good is nineteen! At the age of a young onion, where is it so young?"

Lao Xu didn't care, and followed behind and muttered, "Twenty-six, nineteen, this age difference is perfect, although you haven't reached the legal age of marriage, it's just a relationship, is it possible that you still want to marry her now......

"Smack!"

The door closed mercilessly in front of him.

"Hey!" Lao Xu patted on the door, "You look handsome?!"

If he hadn't been entrusted by someone, he wouldn't have bothered to gossip about the private affairs of this ice lump.

Forget it, after all, I received the money, for the sake of the money, bear with it!

Seeing that Lu Gui had no intention of opening the door, Lao Xu hummed a minor tune and left.

In the room, Lu Gui felt a little strange, he hadn't seen Yue Yue in the past few days, why did this old Xu act like he was possessed.

He made up his mind and didn't want to be disturbed by these idlers anymore.

At tomorrow's special exhibition, he is ready to give Xiao He a gift.

Lu Gui sat down at the desk, pushed the pen, ink, paper and inkstone aside, then took out the diary, and took out a blank notebook, ready to translate the Russian on it one by one.

Fortunately, there isn't much content in the back.

This time, I raised my head again, and it was already night.

Lu Gui rubbed his eyebrows and slowly closed the diary.

In the gap between the pages of the paper, the title page, the messy graffiti came into view again.

Wait, that pattern that Xiao He showed him......

He seems to remember?

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