Teacher Yue?

Oh, Yue Yue.

Lu Gui recalled for a moment and said in a low voice: "On the second day of the opening ceremony, he moved out, and I haven't seen him in the past few days. ”

"Really? Odd. ”

Feng He didn't continue to ask, she only felt that the name was indescribably similar, and it would be good if she could find that Teacher Yue, maybe he knew something.

After all, it is an immortal who is familiar with Rong Jin Xianjun, and he will not know less than the young people around him.

But since it is called Yue Lao, it belongs to Taiyin......

The Lunar Race?

No, yesterday's masked black shadow came over to get Yucong, and she hadn't gotten this god yet.

But today, if I am not mistaken, the firm should have taken a drop of blood and left.

If this Teacher Yue was of the Yuezhi clan, the first few times, when he was defenseless, why didn't he take action against himself?

He has secrets in him...... But not on the other side's side.

For some reason, she suddenly had some strange conjectures, but when she thought of Yue Yue's overly festive face, Feng He denied her thoughts.

This thread is really getting more and more messy.

Feng He rubbed his temples, ready to wait for his mind to clear up, and then analyze what this old man has to do with the goddess Changxi.

On the stage, the scholar was still emphasizing how rare this object is and how difficult the security work is, and then thanked the Chang'an History Museum and the East Coast Art Museum for their preparation work in this special exhibition......

Forget it, keep reading.

Feng He turned the page, but he never thought that the next content happened to be about Huo De Zhenjun.

The author wrote in the note that the record of this Huode Zhenjun also started from the Sui and Tang dynasties, one said that its prototype was Li Xuanba, the third son of Li Yuan of Tang Gaozong, and another said that it was the reincarnation of an ancient god.

Isn't this second statement secretly consistent with her previous speculation?

She took a closer look and said that this fire god was originally a famous minister in the Spring and Autumn Period, named Jie Zitui. He died for saving his mother, and the former fire god Yan Bo took pity on his pure filial piety, stepped down from the fire god platform, and gave up his throne to him.

However, the reason why his image is three heads and six arms is not because he inherited the two pairs of arms from his parents, but because he mistakenly ate the relics of an ancient god in later generations.

Because this ancient god only has half of his body and half of his soul left, he was forced to become such a strange appearance.

The man also wrote, and it is recorded that a great ship carrying the body of a god came from the East Sea.

is similar to what Ji Chen said yesterday, there are actually eight points?

"Actually...... Right? Feng He muttered while holding the broken notebook.

"What's right?" Lu Gyu didn't quite understand what she was talking about.

"That's it, the myth of the god of fire." Feng He whispered the statement in the book again, "In this way, it seems to make sense of the inheritance of this divine position." ”

"Mrs. Chongli, Tang Cheng's ancestor Yan Bo, Jie Zi Tui...... And this old god? Lu Gui concluded.

"Well, I think it's a lot like ......"

Danshi Bo Jiang!

Feng He glanced at Lu Gui, after all, he didn't say the last four words, even if his name was similar to that co-master of heaven and earth, after all, he was just a mortal body, and he knew that it was harmful and useless.

She secretly calculated in her heart that if Jie Zitui accidentally ate Bo Jiang's divine metamorphosis and obtained the alchemy technique, and then asked the Fusang people to invite the divine body from under the East China Sea and bring it back, combined with the time of sending the Tang envoy back and forth......

It's entirely possible.

Now I just hope that the cultural relics will be presented soon, if Bo Jiang really appears, it can be determined that the subsequent Apocalypse Explosion and Tunguska Explosion must be related to the Ancient Gods.

Thinking of this, Feng He was a little dazed.

But...... What does all this have to do with her?

It's strange to say that Qiao Zhenzhen entered the entertainment industry in order to chase stars, but she never saw the idol she longed for, but she became the leading flower in Xinhai City.

Because of this, she followed Xinhai, went to Yingzhou Island to meet the dragon god, got the clay pot, and helped Ji Chen unlock the seal, but because of the loosening of the enchantment, she attracted a masked black shadow, and finally was entrusted by Qi An to keep the jade cong.

Until today, I have met this business again?

No, there seems to be a link that she has forgotten.

On the stage, the scholar's voice interrupted her thoughts—

"Look, we brought a few artifacts to the site today."

Lu Gui suddenly felt his hand being caught.

A pair of small white hands were now on the back of his hand, trembling with nervousness.

Xiao He, is this nervous?

"It's coming." Lu Gui didn't withdraw his hand, just let her squeeze it like that.

Sure enough, the staff pushed up several boxes covered with black cloth and placed them on the prepared display columns, and the scholar began to explain the artifacts with a smile.

Each time one is spoken, the black cloth on it is revealed.

Time passed slowly, and the girl beside her calmed down.

The old man said a lot of inconsequential things, but it gave her room to think.

It's all in the past, so what's there to be sad about?

Feng He felt as if there was a pair of fateful hands pushing him, and he couldn't hurry.

Finally, it's time for the alchemist.

"It's a pity, this time, our most precious gilded parrot beam silver jar can't be displayed here, but we also brought you a pomegranate jar with a similar effect, which was used to store pills at that time."

Feng He's heart hung up, and he could only hope that the beam pot was not the most important evidence.

I saw that the man took off the black cloth, and I don't know what button he pressed, and the transparent box began to rotate on its own, and soon, the bottom of the pomegranate jar appeared in front of everyone.

"You see, unlike similar cultural relics unearthed in other places, we found that the bottom of these pomegranate jars are engraved with marks similar to the names of craftsmen, which was extremely rare at that time......"

The scholar was slowly motioning for the camera to give a close-up of the bottom of the can, only to see a girl in the seat hurriedly stand up and run out.

He was stunned, and gave the assistant a suspicious look, "I'm talking badly?" ”

The assistant shook his head violently.

Offstage, Lu Gui only felt the temperature on his hands disappear.

How did Xiao He go?

He also hurriedly got up and chased after him.

Scholar:......

Feng He ran to the door of the exhibition hall before stopping his steps.

The engraving on the jar confirmed her thoughts, where else did this need to be explored, and the symbol was clearly a quarter of the Red Emperor's Decree plus a "ginger" character.

The totem of the Bo Jiang clan.

Behind her, a voice called her suspiciously: "Xiao He? ”

It's Xiao Lu Langjun!

Oh, he knows for sure!

Feng He turned his head and asked, "How long does it take to fly from here to Loulan?" ”

"Loulan? The ancient city of Loulan? Lu Gui was a little at a loss about this question, he subconsciously turned on his mobile phone and began to check, "Go over there, it seems that there is no direct flight." ”

"Hmm." Feng He nodded, and then muttered something in a low voice.

Lu Gui was suddenly stunned, he clearly heard the girl next to him muttering something in a low voice, "Is it faster to fly over by yourself?" ”

What is ...... called? Fly over on your own?

"You're going to Loulan? Right now? He suspected he had misheard.

"Yes!"

Feng He remembered an old friend who lived in the sand sea of the Western Wilderness, she had gone through several divine wars, and although she lost her divine position, she lived peacefully for thousands of years.

If it were her, she would know something.

(End of chapter)