Slay the Gods: Return of the Ancient Chinese Gods, Start with the Fuxi Plate

Chapter 309: Two Thousand Years of Zongzi

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Every knock in the coffin seemed to hit Su Yan's heart directly, making his heart tremble uncontrollably.

He was not afraid of the person in the coffin, but was rather a little afraid of Lin Qiye.

This guy held a black donkey hoof in his left hand and An Qingyu's blood-soaked Forbidden Ruins Hammer in his right hand. Behind him floated Darkrai, who was ready to fight. He was concentrating all his attention, waiting for his destined partner to walk out of the coffin so that he could take the opportunity to give her a hard blow!

"Qi Ye, I don't think it's necessary. Let's find out what's inside first before we take action, okay?" Su Yan advised with a bitter face.

"No need!" Lin Qiye tightened his grip on the hammer handle, his face solemn.

"Look, the candle has turned green. The book clearly states that this is a sign that the thousand-year-old Zongzi will be born!"

In the southeast corner of the coffin, a newly lit candle was swaying and burning with a faint green light, which was particularly creepy.

Su Yan's eyes twitched: "You... don't think like that. Even if it's a zongzi, there are good zongzi, right? What if it accidentally hurts innocent people?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Lin Qiye frowned and looked at Su Yan, his voice deep: "One day they are dumplings, and they will be dumplings for the rest of their lives. We don't have time to distinguish between good and bad. It is the Virgin Mary's job to save them. What we need to do is send them to see the Virgin Mary."

What kind of outrageous statement is this... Su Yan rolled his eyes: "Who taught you this crooked theory?"

Lin Qiye said confidently: "Commander Ye!"

Why do I feel that Commander Ye is not a good person? How about I join forces with Xia Simeng to oust Commander Ye and replace him... Su Yan had a painful expression on his face and fell into deep thought.

"Su Yan, come and open the coffin!"

Su Yan looked at the Jinxu Hammer in Lin Qiye's hand, and felt a toothache. He reached out and took it: "You open it, I'll hold the hammer."

Lin Qiye didn't refuse: "Alright, you must be steady, accurate, and ruthless. I feel that the zongzi imprisoned in Fengdu is at least a thousand years old. If it escapes and sucks human blood, we will be in big trouble!"

Lin Qiye kept chattering until Su Yan nodded, then he took a deep breath and stood in front of the coffin.

"Strengthening the mountains and overwhelming the world!"

Strength surged through his body, and with a whooshing sound, Lin Qiye swung his palms and lifted the coffin lid away.

The person in the coffin appears.

Su Yan stepped forward, glanced sideways at the 'Zongzi' in the coffin, who was wearing a blue Hanfu, and breathed a sigh of relief.

That’s right, judging from her clothes alone, this woman is undoubtedly Galan. After being talked about by Lin Qiye for a long time, Su Yan felt a little unconfident.

At this moment, the two thousand-year-old female Zongzi's eyes were focused and locked firmly on Lin Qiye, without blinking.

Even Su Yan could feel the deep longing from it.

Under such passionate gaze, Lin Qiye must have fallen instantly... A hint of auntie smile flashed in Su Yan's eyes, and he turned to look at Lin Qiye, just in time to see him holding up a black donkey hoof and stuffing it into the woman's mouth.

"Fuck!"

Su Yan was quick-witted and blocked the entrance of the black donkey's hoof. He said in surprise, "No, what are you doing?"

Lin Qiye said excitedly: "Hurry, if you don't let go of the black donkey's hoof, it will grow red hair!"

woman:......

Su Yan:......

Damn you red-haired guy, you must have become stupid after reading too many novels. Which idiot recommended tomb-raiding novels to you? It's driving you crazy!

Su Yan thought for 2 seconds with a dark face:...It seems to be me.

......Then choose to forgive him!

"Lin Qiye, this is a living person. If you don't believe me, try scanning him with your spiritual vision. Scan him carefully!"

When she heard the words "spiritual vision", the pale face of the woman in the coffin turned bright red. Then she noticed Su Yan beside Lin Qiye, and a trace of imperceptible doubt flashed in her eyes.

"Huh, it seems to be a real human being..." Lin Qiye's eyes suddenly became evasive, and he looked around pretending to be calm.

Su Yan gave a mysterious smile.

If Galan hadn't been there, he would have put the Ring of Truth on Lin Qiye and asked him what he had seen this time.

"Who are you and why are you lying in a coffin?"

As Lin Qiye asked the question, the woman in blue struggled to sit up from the coffin. A trace of loneliness flashed in her eyes. She babbled with her mouth half open for a long time, but she couldn't even utter a complete syllable.

Lin Qiye frowned: "You lost your voice, can you write?"

Su Yan sighed and looked up at the ceiling speechlessly.

Human eyes can speak.

Just like when he was with his good friend, his good friend's eyes always sparkled with intelligence and brilliance, as if she had endless stories to tell him, sometimes with a subtle hesitation, and a touch of expectation and shyness hidden deep in her eyes.

Such a look shows the unique tenderness and tacit understanding in the friendship between two people, and is a silent witness of their deep friendship!

——A pure group!

And now, there is also such emotion in Galan's eyes. It is the unique emotion she gives only to Lin Qiye.

As a bystander, Su Yan could clearly feel the deep affection and expectation.

However, Lin Qiye seemed completely unaware, his eyes cold and indifferent.

Galan lowered his head and looked around, looking a little anxious.

Lin Qiye's voice was cold: "What are you looking for?"

No, what the hell are you talking about... Su Yan couldn't help but said angrily: "Looking for a pen, looking for a pen! You asked her if she can write, she must find paper and pen to write for you, right?"

Lin Qiye was stunned for a moment and looked at Su Yan in confusion: "What did I do? Why are you yelling at me?"

Alas...Su Yansheng waved his hands helplessly: "It's okay, blame me, I accidentally got stupidity."

I don’t know if the bronze armors in the hall also suffered from stupidity. With the sound of a huge sharp blade being unsheathed, three hundred bronze armors were filled with black air and instantly turned into bronze puppets. They slowly stood up and drew their swords to look at Lin Qiye.

"Qiang——!"

Three hundred sharp blades were suddenly unsheathed at the same moment, and the sound of metal clashing was like thunder.

The next moment, black gas swept over the bronze armors and rushed over. Each of them carried the strength above the 'Chuan' realm, and the bronze armors seemed to be gathered together to add power. As the black gas intertwined, several 'Hai' realm puppets were born in an instant.

Oops!

Lin Qiye hurriedly gripped the hammer and prepared for battle.

"retreat......"

Galan's voice was a little halting and inaudible. It came out slowly, yet it echoed firmly in the hall.

The next second, the black air on the bronze armor dissipated quietly like morning mist being dispelled by the rising sun.

Lin Qiye's eyes lit up, and for the first time he looked at Jia Lan seriously. Looking at Jia Lan and Su Yan's expectant eyes, he was silent for a long time, then he said softly:

"Yes, you seem to be quite good at fighting."

Galan: ...

Chapter 310 There is no Li Deyang in the world anymore

"My name is Jialan."

"Which one?"

The "Ga" in Ultraman Tiga, idiot... Su Yan grabbed Lin Qiye's arm and handed it to Jia Lan: "Come, write on his hand."

Jialan smiled and wrote the word "Jialan" neatly on the palm of Lin Qiye's hand.

Su Yan's eyes lit up, and he nodded quickly, "Well, good name, it really is a good name!"

"What's good about it?" Lin Qiye looked at Su Yan strangely.

Su Yan put his hands behind his back, looked around the gloomy hall, and sighed:

"You may not know, but there's a temple in Daxia called Jialan. The incense is lingering, the ancient temple is quiet, and the scenery is very pleasant. I was fortunate enough to visit it once and even recited a poem..."

"When did you go? How come I didn't know?"

"Shut up and let me finish!" Su Yan interrupted him and said softly with a cough:

"I remember the poem going like this... Seven stars hang from the eaves, illuminating the night; Kasyapa brushes the snow down into the blue courtyard; the mountains and seas are the seals of our shared heart, and the spring and autumn seasons are the notes to share this feeling..."

Phew~~~~

The hall was filled with gusts of cold wind. This scene made Su Yan's mouth twitch wildly. He couldn't find any mood to express himself. All he could think of was the underworld, ghosts, and Aunt Mei. So he could only sigh:

"It's a pity that I only got half of the poem. What do you think of this half poem?"

As soon as Su Yan finished speaking, Jia Lan's eyes suddenly lit up. He glanced at Su Yan with gratitude, and then turned his gaze to Lin Qiye with expectation.

Lin Qiye frowned and looked at Su Yan's pretentious back. After thinking for a moment, he pulled Su Yan to the corner of the wall. He wanted to say something but stopped himself several times, and his face became very ugly.

"If you have to fart, do it quickly." Su Yan laughed secretly in his heart.

I took great pains to compose a love poem for Lin Qiye and Jia Lan, and coupled with the profound meaning of the marriage fortune stick, I believe that even a straight man like Lin Qiye should have realized it, right?

What's more, he has always believed in his own divinations. All these things will make him put Galan in his heart instantly.

Once people have preconceived notions, they will subconsciously want to explore that person. The more they explore, the more curious they will become, and the easier it will be to spark love!

The food has been fed to him personally, it depends on whether he can chew and digest this feeling well.

I have successfully completed the task that my aunt asked me to take care of Lin Qiye, right?

"Su Yan..." Lin Qiye finally spoke.

"Ah."

Su Yan put his hands behind his back and leaned forward. The cold wind blew his hair up, and his black and red cloak fluttered in the wind, making him look exceptionally handsome and majestic.

Lin Qiye smacked his lips and asked faintly, "Do you...do you like this girl?"

"Um?!"