My name is Lu Mingfei, not Lu Mingfei!.

Chapter 152. The Cicada, the Praying Mantis, and the Oriole (151)

The morning sun shines on the stone slabs of Liulichang Street. A manpower tricycle runs happily. There are retro green brick buildings on both sides. "Bao Cui Tang" and "Chong Wen Mansion" are hung in front of every door. This kind of gold-lettered signboard on a black background.

"During the Qing Dynasty, this was the place where exam candidates lived, and the most popular ones were paper and ink shops. Dai Yuexuan's lake brushes, Li Fushou's paintbrushes, Qingmi Pavilion's Nanzhi, and Yidege's inks are all century-old brands. There are also many antique shops, and this street is full of treasures. I have been walking here since I was a child. In the 90s and [-]s, Song porcelain could be found on the street stalls here..." Uncle Manpower Sanlun groaned Humming and boarding the car, he was full of spirits, spitting and spitting stars all over the place.

"Now it's mainly to fool foreign silly old hats, isn't it?" the passenger in the back seat said slowly. He saw some foreign tourists on the side of the road holding exquisitely shaped jars. Let this big fish go fiercely.

"You look like a knowledgeable person!" Uncle Sanlun patted his leg, "This is it!"

The young guest got out of the car calmly, wearing a blue Chinese-style shirt with one-inch-wide white sleeves, slacks and a pair of old BJ cloth shoes.With such an outfit, golden hair, and blue eyes like sea water, he looks like a silly old hat who is coming to be slaughtered, and several shops are eager to try.Caesar didn't even look at them, he slapped away a white paper fan with the words "If you don't reach the Great Wall, you are not a hero", and strolled into the dark alley where the sun can't get in.

The smell of wine is not afraid of deep alleys. The brightly decorated streets outside look like high-end consumer places. Most of them are newly opened stores, mainly used to kill tourists who are going to buy souvenirs.Those who really have things must be in these small alleys. Those who can still open shops in the alleys of these years, without any stuff and connections at the bottom of the box, should have packed up and left a long time ago. Bring out some rare treasures that others can't show, and only leave it to the knowledgeable customers.

The signboard of "Fenglong Hall" is a bit worn out, but one can tell at a glance that this place is probably older than oneself. Caesar lifted the curtain, and the copper bells on the curtain jingled.

There are countless fine dust floating in the air, and the big and small things in the house are things from a certain period of time, most of them are things common in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, such as old-fashioned thread-bound books, inkstones, pens, and washers. They have it all, it looks like this store sells everything.

The boss poked his head out from behind the counter, holding a bowl of noodle soup in his hands. It seemed that he was squatting behind the counter enjoying breakfast when Caesar came in.

"Mr. Cesar Gattuso?" asked the boss.

"Mr. Lin Fenglong." Caesar nodded.

It sounds like an out-and-out Chinese name, but this Chinese-speaking old man is a proper European in appearance, with gray hair and iron-gray eyes, and his thin cheeks still show the handsomeness of his youth.

The boss led Caesar to his seat, and quickly boiled water to make tea. A set of celadon tea sets fluttered up and down in the hands of this old European man, dazzling like magic. All the water was poured into the celadon cup, but not a single drop was allowed to spill out.

"It seems that you have been in China for many years, and you have integrated here and become a Chinese with a foreign face." Caesar commented on Lin Fenglong's skillful tea art.

"It's been so long that even I myself have forgotten the exact number." Lin Fenglong smiled, "When you become a person of my age in the future, you will understand that time is really a thing that can easily slip out of your hands. Drinking tea in the manor of my own family in Europe, and saying hello to my mother when I go back at night, today you are already sitting in the small alley of Liulichang, guarding a pile of things older than you, waiting to die."

"Don't say that, you still look healthy."

"It's just superficially healthy, thanks to the blessing of Dragon Blood." Lin Fenglong shook his head and coughed softly. It's hard to say whether he was acting just right, or really unconsciously attacking.

Caesar and Lin Fenglong were connected on the hunter website. After the dragon king Fenrir woke up, some people were excited to slay the dragon, some were busy organizing the army, and of course some wanted to sell the information in their hands. A share of the feast.

As the heir of the Gattuso family, Caesar has no need to get involved in this chaotic place, but he also has his own account on the hunter website, which is used to observe the things on the dark side of the world in the hunter forum, and even took over a few times Tasks, used to test their own growth.

Lin Fenglong was one of the guys who were active on the hunter website after the information about the Dragon King's awakening was announced. There are many people like him who claim that they have information about Fenrir in their hands, and whoever gets it first can get it. Find the Dragon King before anyone else.

Most of these people are liars, but no one can be sure that there are real products among them. Caesar connected with Lin Fenglong in the forum. Some words of this guy moved him, and the two made an appointment for an offline transaction.

Caesar put a weighty paper bag in front of the boss, "$25, I will buy the news you mentioned."

"Among hunters, there are people like you who spend money like water." Lin Fenglong narrowed his eyes and smiled, "With such a bold handwriting, aren't you afraid that you won't find anything after getting the news, or that others will take the lead?"

"The rest is my own business, you just tell me what you treasure." Caesar flapped the folding fan in his hand, "Whether you can get it or not, it's just spending money to play for fun. "

Lin Fenglong nodded, "It's not far from here. There is a glorious alley beside the National Palace. In the Ming Dynasty, it was a place where firearms and explosives were manufactured. At that time, it had another name."

"Wang Gong Factory." Caesar tasted tea slowly, "At nine o'clock in the morning on May 1626, 5, a big explosion occurred in the Wang Gong Factory at that time, covering an area of ​​more than two square kilometers and killing 30 people. Mr. Zhu Youxiao, the emperor, had no choice but to issue a "Guilty Edict", thinking that his behavior had offended the heavens. So far, the explosion of Wang Gongchang still cannot be explained by normal logic. Named after the explosion, it ranks among the three most mysterious explosions in history."

"Everyone is a person with dragon blood, so there is no need to beat around the bush. We all know that most of the events in history that cannot be explained by science have dragons behind them," Lin Fenglong said, "The Tunguska explosion was caused by Yanling Rhine .

"You want to say that the big explosion at Wanggong Factory was done by the Dragon Clan?"

"According to the records at the time, a huge shock wave threw a stone lion weighing five thousand catties to the Xuanwu Gate one kilometer away. Many people were naked with their clothes torn, and iron slag the size of a grain of rice landed in the black cloud. It was like a rain of iron. It was an unprecedentedly huge domain, covering two square kilometers. Everything inside the domain was destroyed, while the outside of the domain was impacted." Lin Fenglong dipped his fingers in water and drew on the table A simple map, "Wang Gong Factory is the place where gunpowder is stored, but the gunpowder there is not enough to cause an explosion of this scale. The iron slag in the rising black cloud is the black powder at that time. Don't you think it is strange? Once The earth-shattering explosion, even the ancient black powder itself was blown to pieces, and it was too late to ignite, indicating that there was no high temperature in it, and the impact force was strong enough to directly destroy the black powder."

"Then it can't be called an explosion event at all," Caesar defined, "There is no heat, only the impact on the periphery is generated, and the interior is directly destroyed, which sounds like a star destroyer in a science fiction novel. The concept of matter is evaporated."

"Fenrir, the king of the earth and the mountains." Lin Fenglong whispered that great name, "His power is the supreme power, which can easily destroy the balance of things. In ancient Chinese martial arts, this is called the eye. The most fragile place of all things. No matter whether the object is a mountain or a tall building, or some kind of life, as long as the king of the earth and the mountain releases his power towards this eye, everything will be smashed to pieces without leaving a trace, because even the composition of this Any tissue part of the thing is destroyed along with it, with such force of course there would be no explosion or heat."

"According to what you mean, the king of the earth and the mountain woke up nearly 400 years ago, but in these 400 years, the mixed races all over the world have not been able to get news of him?" Caesar felt that this idea was too incredible.

"Because his awakening is not complete!" Lin Fenglong is very serious, "400 years is not worth mentioning to the long life and powerful strength of the Dragon Clan. If you have lived in this city in recent years, you will know that here Recently, there have been a lot of weird urban legends. For example, someone saw a mouse in a subway tunnel that was bigger than a human. It’s different, the earthquakes are very frequent but the magnitude is not large, what if there is a dragon that has the element of earth secretly moving deep underground?”

"If all you've told me is these speculations, then I have to say that it's not worth $25, which is completely different from what you swore to me in the forum." Caesar said slowly, he was the buyer, and his hand Li holds more rights and is entitled to pick and choose.To be honest, Lin Fenglong’s old dilapidated store really couldn’t catch Caesar’s eyes. Presumably this guy belongs to the kind of guy who doesn’t open for three years and opens for three years, and Caesar is not a foreign stupid old hat who is easy to fool.

"The ability to make up nonsense, go to the street outside, and find any young shop assistants who can do it better than me. I can't compare with them." Lin Fenglong smiled mysteriously, took out a card from his pocket and put it on the table. "So I just speak with facts."

Caesar glanced at it. It was a golden card with a municipal card written on it.

"A subway card?" Caesar laughed dumbly.

"Please don't underestimate this subway card." Lin Fenglong looked serious, "It can help you reach the hidden station."

"Dragon King's lair?" Caesar picked up the subway card and looked at it. It is hard to imagine that this kind of thing will open the door to another world, but when holding this thing in his hand, there is indeed a strange feeling feelings.The gold color on this card was not painted by Lin Fenglong with any mechanical spray paint. Its gold color is a bit like the dragon pupil that is most common among mixed races. It is probably just a card produced this year, but it makes people feel that it comes from a mysterious everlasting.

"I can assure you that this card is effective, but there is one thing to explain, it needs to be used in rainy days to be effective." Lin Fenglong took out a daily newspaper, and the weather forecast in the cracks stated nearly seven days. Weather conditions, the last rainy day was three days later.

"Why must it be a rainy day?" Caesar's suspicion oscillated between trust and firmness. This is a liar's routine.

"Have you ever heard of Nibelungen?" Lin Fenglong looked mysterious.

"The world of the Dragon King, the kingdom of the dead that alchemists dream of." Caesar nodded slightly. Of course he had heard of it, and even the plan based on this name had opened his arms to him, but he refused.

"It's impossible for a dragon to live underground in a city for 400 years without being discovered, but it would make sense if he lived in his own Nibelung, because the Nibelung It is based on the reflection of the real world, but it is separated from the real world. The Dragon King wanders between these two worlds, and no one will notice that there is an ancient dragon hovering at their feet." Lin Fenglong pointed to the card, "Each Nibelungen has different rules, which are the constraints set by the creator, and the Nibelungen underground in this city is the subway. Use this subway card to swipe through the turnstile on a rainy night, and you will Arrive at the Dragon King's lair."

"I almost believed this urban legend." Caesar expressed his denial of these nonsense with a hearty smile like a nobleman bathing in the sun.

Lin Fenglong stood up in a huff, his fingers clenched into fists, and at first glance he looked as if he was going to hit someone out of embarrassment.But he suddenly turned his back and opened the skirt of his clothes, revealing the scars on his back.

From the left shoulder to the right side of the back waist, three side-by-side lacerations are shocking. Even though the wounds have healed, there are still light brown marks, like being hit by the poisonous palm in some martial arts novel. If there is no antidote, the world will be destroyed. No matter how clever the surgeon in the world can't recover.

"You've seen that dragon!" Caesar suddenly woke up.

"Yes, I've seen it. It was a coincidence. That day I went around and took the subway all over the place. When I passed the turnstile for the last time, that subway card turned golden." Lin Fenglong put it on again. Sitting down in his clothes, his demeanor suddenly changed. He was an old antique before, but now he looks like a young soldier ready to go. "That is definitely an ancient king, but the way of living is a bit awkward. Being able to live in front of that kind of thing It is a kind of luck to come down. Mr. Cesar Gattuso, I have to remind you, if you really plan to slay the dragon, then you'd better bring an army."

"If that is really the king of the earth and the mountain, the moment he touches you, that supreme force will shatter your eyes." Caesar stared coldly into Lin Fenglong's eyes, "You will never Possibly alive."

"That's why I said I'm only superficially healthy." Lin Fenglong smiled wryly, and coughed again, "Blessed is Tuoyan Ling, I didn't die from that fatal tear, but that power still remains in me today. In my body, as time goes by, I will eventually grow old and can no longer compete with it, and at that time, maybe I will suddenly become a mass of ashes flying away when I am talking and laughing with a certain guest."

Caesar was silent for a long time, "Mr. Lin Fenglong, you said that you have lived here for many years, and your old self can't remember clearly, but you have the spirit of speech that can survive fatal fatal injuries. And you know Rhine, but the naming of Rhine was fully settled when the Lingling Periodic Table was established in 1972, if you are just an old antique curled up in this alley, then I am afraid it was once a very valuable thing.”

"Old Antique's fate is to be smashed by those who hate him with those unknown past events, at least this person will not be you." Lin Fenglong looked directly into Caesar's eyes, and his words were even a bit provocative, but he No fear.

Caesar didn't say much, he had no intention of being an enemy of this kind of person, and Lin Fenglong had already proved that what he had to offer was worth so much money.

"Just to be on the safe side," Caesar pressed the subway card on the table, and at the same time pushed the money bag towards Lin Fenglong, "I have to ask one more question, is this the only ticket you have?"

"Don't you want others to get there first?" Lin Fenglong understood Caesar's intention as soon as he heard it, and smiled calmly, "Don't worry, there is really only this one."

Caesar nodded in satisfaction, feeling that he had won the upper hand in the competition with Chu Zihang's team.This is the way of your son, many things can be solved with money, so you don't have to run around the streets and alleys of this city like a servant, making yourself ashamed, and you still haven't got anything.Thinking about this time, Chu Zihang was still staring at his set of earthquake data, trying to find out some thunder and earth fire from it, and Caesar had already successfully obtained the admission ticket, so he could bring Xia Mi and Nuonuo ahead of time. Open the champagne.

He lowered his head to put the card away and complete the transaction, but found that the subway card at hand was missing.He glared at Lin Fenglong. This was the first time in his life that someone planned to play tricks in front of the heir of the Gattuso family, and took the money but did not intend to deliver the goods!Did the old man think that his immortal tongue could escape Caesar's wrath?Caesar, who was born in that underworld family, has always been a violent person who must retaliate tenfold!

But Caesar was stunned suddenly, because Lin Fenglong was staring blankly at his back.

"The price of such a valuable ticket is only 25 US dollars? The second guy of Gattuso's family turned out to be a poor man with little money in his pocket." He spoke Chinese that was so bad that it looked like a second-hand dealer, mixed with unpleasant jokes, Someone pressed Caesar's shoulder vigorously, and forced Caesar back, who was about to stand up and turn around and slap his ear angrily, "I will offer 250 million dollars to buy this subway card!"

(End of this chapter)