Chapter 100 The story of the secular world is over

"Mom, why are you so young!" Zhang Lingling was carrying a basket with a basket of fresh potatoes in her hand.

Long Xi looked at Zhang Lingling proudly and looked straight at Zhang Lingling's little face and said with a smile, "You can always be young in the future, hey hey!"

Zhang Youfu and his wife looked at each other and nodded gently. They were very satisfied with the young man. He not only had good skills, but also had courage. Not everyone dared to go down the well.

There is a saying in the Northeast that if a woman wants to marry, she will marry two kinds of men. One is to carry a gun, and the other is to go down the well!

At night, the night is shrouded in a quiet village. Occasionally, you can hear the chirping of frogs one after another, and the sound of gargles in the corner of the wall. Everyone gathered around the old Eight Immortals table. The main dishes are bacon braised potatoes, stir-fried loofah, and two handfuls of peanuts!

Zhang Youfu happily took out two large bowls, opened a crock, and poured a large bowl of sorghum wine brewed in the village with Longxi and himself.

Zhang Lingling stopped, "Dad, Longxi is still a student and can't drink!"

Zhang Youfu laughed and said, "Who said that? I have the final say at home. Come to Xiaolong and drink. When I was your age, I could drink more than a catty!"

Longxi took a large bowl of wine with both hands and said with a smile, "The wine strengthens the hero's courage. I will also be a hero!"

Longxi took a sip. The wine was really strong. The throat went all the way to the stomach, which was simply a hot straight line. After entering the stomach, there was a hint of sorghum in the throat.

Longxi ate a piece of bacon, which was fat but not greasy, fragrant and soft. After drinking a big sip of hot sorghum wine, he really found the feeling of eating meat and drinking in the book!

Lingling's mother was busy picking up vegetables for Longxi while secretly looking at her daughter's expression. Zhang Lingling was eating while looking affectionately at Longxi, who was drinking with her father. She became more and more men!

After dinner, Longxi was arranged to have a room with Zhang Huan. Perhaps because of alcohol, Longxi fell asleep as soon as she was next to the pillow. It was not until the dazzling sunlight broke through the window the next day that Longxi lazily turned over and got up!

After breakfast, Longxi took Zhang Youfu's family to the car and bumped back to the center of Chang'an. The mine owner made a fortune because he found a lot of ancient armor. Finally, he donated a sum of money to build a Hope Primary School and opened a game processing factory, which drove the development of the local economy. This is a later story!

Audi galloped all the way and quickly returned to the Taoist temple. Longxi arranged logistics work for Zhang Youfu and his wife in the yarn factory through Zhang Datong. Longxi's story in the secular world gradually came to an end, and it was about to open the prologue of the myth!

London, England, is a historic city. The biggest feature here is churches all over the country. There is a huge black cross at the top of the church!

St. Paul's Church is the largest church in London. Every weekend, countless old people, women and children, and people who are psychologically empty and need God's protection come to the church to repent and listen to the priest's sermon.

When night fell, the lowest priest in the church sent away the last disoriented middle-aged man ready to close the door. A hurried oriental young man came with a simple bag on his back and stepped on the dim light!

"Please wait a moment!" The long life of the killer made Han Feng learn the languages of many countries, including pure London English.

The priest who planned to close the door drew a cross on his chest and said, "Oh, may the glory of the Lord be with you. Do young people need help?"

"Yes, I'm looking for someone!" Han Feng answered in fluent English.

"We are all people of God. I don't know who you want to look for?" The priest asked very gently that although the young man in front of him looked tired, his eyes were very bright and flashing, like stars in the sky!

"God of Love, Cupid!" Han Feng quickly read out the code on the Internet and looked at the priest with a trace of easily, hoping that this was not a black humor!

The priest smiled and said, "Oh, it's another child trapped by love. Come with me!" The priest took the lead and walked to the end of the corridor. Han Feng followed him closely, turned a stone door, and stopped in front of a simple wooden house!

"Go in!" The priest pointed to a cabin with dim lights. To be honest, he had never entered it himself. He instinctively had a sense of fear about this cabin. Although everyone who had entered it came out with satisfaction, he was afraid!

Han Feng knocked gently on the door, "Come in, the door is not closed!" Inside came a hoarse voice as if the dried leaves had been trampled on.

Han Feng gently pushed the door and walked in. The priest who led the way had long been missing. In this small room of less than ten square meters, there was an old man with white beards sitting on a dry board. His age could not be seen from his deep wrinkles. The two libraries in the lower half of his body were empty. This is a disability with only the upper body. Abandoned old man.

"I'm here to find Cupid!" Han Feng speaks fluent English.

"Cit down!" Half of the old man's turbid eyes barely opened a crack, and the light flashed, indicating that his strength was not as old as his body!

Han Feng looked at the empty hut and had to sit cross-legged on the floor, looking like a half-old man with inquiring eyes!

"You don't have to speak English. I can speak your Eastern language, although I haven't spoken it for thousands of years!" The old man calmly said the information that ordinary people could not accept at all!

Han Feng nodded and said, "Can you really make my beloved fall in love with me?"

"This is a small question. Let me ask you first, have you ever seen a monster with a head and a dog, and you can still speak!" The old man asked slowly.

Han Feng concentrated and secretly warned himself, "How do you know!"

Half of the old man laughed, "Hahaha," like a shabby bellows. "You don't have to guard against my young man. I'm just asking my old friend. His name is Qiongqi, and he is the first demon general under the Demon Emperor!"

"Ye-en, he was killed by me by mistake!" Han Feng nodded and said, with his hands always condensed the power of darkness!

"You are very honest, young man. I saw his power mark in you. Although he is very weak, he is very familiar with it. It's not surprising that I fought side by side with him for half a month!" Half of the old man, like all the old people, chattered that he couldn't get to the point.

Han Feng endured nature and asked in a low voice, "So, may I ask who are you?"

"Hehe" Half of the old hair made a series of rapid laughter, which looked a little harsh in the dark room. "I'm Cupid, the former god of love, now the disabled old man!"

Han Feng was surprised. This was the first time that he was told that he was a mythical figure. He was suspiciously, "How did you become like this!"