"Don't rush forward, you're going to die!"

"Oh, it's dead."

On the sofa in the living room, Lu Mingfei and Lao Tang sat side by side, holding a game controller in their hands, and Tang's father sat aside and watched quietly.

Lu Mingfei sighed, saw Father Tang out of the corner of his eye, and handed out the handle on a whim, "Uncle, do you want to try it?" ”

"I'll forget it," Father Tang waved his hand, "You young people play, I'll just take a look." ”

"It's okay, let's try." Lu Mingfei stood up, pulled Father Tang to the place where he was originally sitting, and taught carefully.

"Uncle, look, this is an attack, this is a defense, this is a direction, this is a jump, and this is a lie down."

"How to play this game, it's ......"

Father Tang listened to the rules of the game a little ignorantly, although he didn't understand it very well, but there was a little expectation in his eyes, obviously he refused before not because he didn't want to try, but because he didn't want to disturb the relationship between the two young people.

"Why don't you play with him," Father Tang hesitated, "I'm here to play, what are you going to do?" ”

"It's okay, he just thinks I'm too good at this game and doesn't want to play with me, don't worry about him," Old Tang chewed an apple in his mouth, "Come on, let's make an easy difficulty." ”

Lu Mingfei stood behind the two and watched for a while, then turned around and walked around the house, finally stopping at the wall where a group photo was hung.

The photo shows a middle-aged couple and a seven or eight-year-old boy, the boy's trademark lowered eyebrows make Lu Mingfei recognize who he is at a glance, but the boy's wilted appearance and indifferent eyes make him a little unbelievable.

Is this Old Don?

"This is a picture we took at the entrance of the orphanage when the two of us first adopted him."

Lu Mingfei turned his head and saw Tang's mother pushing a wheelchair over.

"I can see that this is Old Tang, but it feels a little different from him now." Lu Mingfei glanced back at the startled old Tang during the game.

Tang's mother nodded, and recalled with some vicissitudes: "In order to get to know those children, we volunteered in the orphanage for a while, and at that time he was very noticeable among the noisy children, always sitting on the side and watching them play, but he didn't mean to join. ”

"My husband and I thought he was like this because he was introverted, but the director of the orphanage said that he wasn't like this because he was shy or anything, he just thought they were naïve."

"Obviously he was about the same age as those children, and some of them were even older than him, but he was also considered naïve. So the two of us became curious about this different child and began to try to get in touch with him. ”

"The first contact was very difficult, no matter what snacks and toys were tempted, he was reluctant to talk to us, and he kept looking at us with cold little eyes." Tang's mother smiled softly, as if recalling her son's small eyes at that time.

"Later, during a thunderstorm, he was the healthiest of the children, but he inexplicably developed a very severe high fever, and his body was as hot as a hot water bottle that had just been filled with boiling water, and we almost thought he was going to die."

"My husband and I took him to the hospital in a coma, and the doctor found that his vital signs were quite healthy, and the doctor was unheard of about this situation, so he could only try his best to cool him down, and then told us that we could only see if God was willing to save him."

"The thunderstorm lasted three days and four nights, and it was accompanied by strong winds, and his high fever lasted for three days and four nights, but maybe it was a divine apparition, and on the fourth day we stayed in the hospital, his body temperature plummeted, and it quickly returned to normal, and even the thunderstorm stopped."

Tang's mother said with a smile: "Later, we stood by the window of the ward, looked at the mess left by the heavy rain on the street, and heard the first thing he said to us, which was thank you. ”

"Later, we adopted him, and since that high fever, his personality has gradually become less cold, coupled with the deliberate guidance of the two of us, I hope he can be a cheerful and lively child, so he finally became the old Tang you know."

Tang's mother smiled lightly, with some distress in her eyes, "But because of my body, his personality actually became less cheerful when he was seventeen or eighteen years old, and in places where he thought no one could see him, he would have the depth of a twilight old man." “

Fortunately, he got a job with a good income, and the financial pressure on his family gradually decreased, and he returned to his original state.

Lu Mingfei fell into deep thought, since Old Tang gradually became less cold after that high fever, could that so-called high fever be the gathering of fire elements caused by Norton's consciousness when he was completely asleep?

If you deduce it like this, the thunderstorm that appears and disappears at the same time as the high fever will be an elemental storm caused by the dragon king unconsciously?

But if it's an elemental storm, the academy should be aware of it.

Lu Mingfei opened his mouth and asked, "Auntie, is the thunderstorm very large?" ”

"It's quite big, just the center of the rain covers half of the city."

"What's wrong?"

"It's fine." Lu Mingfei shook his head.

In that case, could it be that the Academy was unable to find the trigger of the elemental storm, Norton, the Lord of Bronze and Fire, because the thunderstorm was too large?

It's not impossible, with such a large area and chaos due to thunderstorms, it's really hard to find Norton.

"Mom, I'm out shopping," Old Tang's voice came from behind, "Lu Mingfei, are you going?" ”

"Oh, here we are!"

Lu Mingfei turned around and trotted to catch up with Old Tang.

More than half an hour later, Lu Mingfei stood in front of the table, holding a rolling pin in his hand, and there was a cutting board and a steel basin on the table, and the processed dough was placed in the basin.

"Xiaolu, why don't you go to watch TV." Tang's mother said with a smile.

"It's okay, I'm confident in this."

Lu Mingfei smiled, and said in his heart The Tai Chi teacher in Kassel is sorry, I am going to use what you taught me, the top-secret technique of Chinese ancient martial arts to roll dumpling skins, I think it should be quite strong and delicious, and the Chinese food industry will have a kind of kung fu dumpling skin, which is a mysterious technique that neither passes on to men nor women.

"By the way, Old Tang, is there a tourist location called Blue Mountain Park near New York?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"Yes, if I'm not mistaken, it was built along a river, and it took a long time to hike, and if you want to climb the mountain, you can climb the mountain, and if you want to go into the forest for a picnic, you can have a picnic."

Old Tang said, "If you want to go, I'll take you there in a few days." ”

"Okay." Lu Mingfei replied softly.