Chapter 333 Lu Mingfei Returns to China and Chu Zihang

The Cc1000 train stopped at the platform. This steel creation, also known as the python of the world, is full of traces of time. It is very old, with rust spots in some places, like a dark red ivy growing wantonly.

The platform is very lively. Today is the day when teachers and students in Kassel leave school. Handsome or beautiful mixed-race people are everywhere. Scarves are fluttering in the cold wind. Girls lower their heads to hold down their knitted hats. Some people have made plans for the holiday. , someone was chatting about the final exam. From a distance, it looked like the plot of a comic or movie. No matter how inconspicuous the passerby was, they were all characters chosen by the director.

This is what distinguishes mixed-races from ordinary people. Never mind that in the future, when they are in adolescence, they will indeed have the appearance of a model or above, and there is not a single mixed-race that is not good-looking. As for the vice-principal, few people may believe it. This pot-bellied A couch potato, he was a handsome guy with a high nose and a bright smile many years ago.

Putting the cowboy who captivated thousands of girls back then and the fat and fat vice-principal now together, one has to sigh and lament that time is really ruthless.

When students leave school, they all take the cc1000 train. When they arrive at the Chicago train station, they are separated and go their separate ways. Lu Mingfei sends off batch after batch of mixed-races, telling them not to forget their daily homework and to practice martial arts. No, I have no shame after practicing. Whether I practiced seriously or not, it will be obvious at a glance if I join hands after returning to school.

The whistle was accompanied by the plume of steam, and the cc1000 train slowly drove out. Lu Mingfei waved and watched them go away.

The students were very excited, with smiles on their faces. The annoying final exams were over, and the holidays were their free time. The novelty of practicing martial arts made them eager to share it with others. The best candidates are definitely their families. , the previous Kassel had express regulations that did not allow them to leak martial arts information to the outside world at will, but this time it was different. Both Manstein and Schneider acquiesced to this matter. Some mixed races did not think much about it and were just immersed in joyful emotions. , more of them were thoughtful. Just from the attitude of the professors, they could smell the coming storm.

There is an idiom in the Far East that says: "Hide your strength and bide your time." The Book of Changes also contains the hexagrams of a hidden dragon in the abyss and a flying dragon in the sky. When the news ban is lifted, the hybrids who have cultivated their strength will return to their respective networks, and at the same time bring back the knowledge of Kyushu martial arts. The shock that this information will cause to mixed-race society can be imagined.

Michelle looked out the car window at the receding scenery, and the whistling snow kept hitting the glass window.

"It's so lively."

Lancelot put down his coffee.

""Need me to remind you, Michelle, although Master Lu has never regarded himself as a master, he is indeed a master to us. I know that you are not only a student of Cassel, but I hope that you will be a master in the future. When making a decision, you can remember the agreement you made with Master Lu that day. "

Michelle withdrew her gaze and lowered her eyes.

He smiled slightly.

"Thanks for reminding me, I naturally know this kind of thing."

Kassel is not a simple university. The function of cultivating dragon slayers itself proves its complexity. Unlike the hidden teachings, since Kassel stands openly and openly in front of others, there must be something hidden under Kassel's calm surface. The fact that all parties compromised.

The six seats on the school board are an open dispute. The upstart Gattuso family is ambitious. The mixed-races are secretly guessing what this family with the fallen angel as its emblem is planning. Their eyes are on Where to throw it.

In addition, the Supreme Parliament of Europe is not to be outdone. No one knows that several of the many European students in Kassel come from ancient families.

And now, they are about to return, bringing news about Kyushu Martial Arts and irrefutable evidence, that is, strength.

All the hybrids are speculating on Cassel's S-class dragon slaying credentials.

The truth is about to be revealed.

The candlesticks are stacked on top of each other, the firelight is swaying, the marble seats are carved with myths, angels and dragons fall together, the flames burn the world, and the floods submerge it again, the earth tears open a bottomless abyss, and the strong wind blows everything into nothingness.

Who struck the hammer.

The old voice spoke out the man's name.

"Prince."

The gears of fate began to turn.

The chains at the bottom of the abyss pulled and rubbed.

The cross sealed his body.

The boy's hanging head.

my lord.

The golden eyes are so bright and hot, it is the fire that will burn the world, it is the hatred of thousands of years. You are all guilty, and all sinners will die. Betrayal and blasphemy must be washed away with blood.

"Did you hear that?"

"That's the time of promise."

He smiled, and the fire that burned into the world in his golden eyes dimmed and turned into a warm flame.

He said.

"destiny."

Lu Mingfei found Ange in the Hall of Valor.

The old man stood there, looking at the reliefs of the three goddesses of destiny. The afterglow of the setting sun fell on him, coating him with a dark golden edge.

"headmaster!"

Ange turned around and looked at Lu Mingfei with his golden eyes. There was no emotion, indifference, rationality, or piercing murderous intention that a human being should have.

Anyone else here would probably be unable to move.

Chu Zihang and Caesar will also put their hands on the knife.

There is indeed murderous intent in this world. At this moment, Angre is spreading this aura unscrupulously outwards. It is aggressive, frightening, and seems to be life-threatening at any time, murderous intent.

Lu Mingfei picked up his pocket and found the aroma of German elbow inside.

He smiled.

"How about some food?"

Ange extinguished his golden eyes, and the uncomfortable aura disappeared.

"OK."

They used the pulpit as a table, grilled elbows with fragrant aroma, took a sip of Coke and a bite of meat, and then invited the goddess to take a few sips, laughing so hard that they couldn't stand upright.

If it were ancient times, if the fanatic believers saw these two people who blasphemed the goddess, they would definitely fight with grief and anger. Next to Lu Mingfei and Ange were the statues of the three goddesses. They not only ate and drank, but also acted like they were inviting the goddess to drink. How could his actions make sense? How could he make sense? It simply didn’t make sense!

But this is modern times.

The days of ignorance belonging to the gods are long gone, and the fate of mankind should be left to mankind to make its own decisions.

All the students in Kassel have left, leaving only the scholars from the institute and two people from the Hall of Valor.

Lu Mingfei will also leave, and there are still people waiting for him in the Far East.

After that, Kassel was handed over to Angers. It was a fortress and a treasure house watched by countless people from the outside world. After everyone left, Angers would guard it here, like an old man guarding a tomb.

"Mingfei, have you read Norse mythology?"

"Have you seen it? What's wrong, principal?"

"You should also know that we believe that myths are history from long ago."

Angers looked at the three goddesses.

"So, what are gods?"

"Thor, Loki, Odin."

"Some people think that they are all pure-blooded dragons and noble dragon kings."

"But, is that really the case?"

Ange said softly.

"At the beginning of mythology, where did the World Tree come from?"

"From the corpse of the dragon, the world tree grew."

"Mingfei, what if the gods are not dragons?"

Lu Mingfei wiped his mouth and frowned.

"If it's not a dragon, what is a god?"

"God is God."

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, then smiled and threw down the napkin.

"Look at what you said. It's so good. It sounds like you didn't say it at all."

"alright."

He walked out and picked up the suitcase on the ground by the door.

"Have a nice holiday, Principal."

Angers tasted the amber liquid in the glass.

He motioned to the three goddesses of fate.

"Time, fate, huh."

The ticket inspector rang the brass bell, and the crisp sound spread far and wide.

"Excuse me."

Lu Mingfei greeted him.

The ticket inspector put his hand on his chest.

"It's my pleasure."

The last cc1000 train today.

Destination, Chicago train station.

The boy sat in front of the car window, with the flying snowflakes and the world retreating, holding a book in his hands.

"Norse Mythology"

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"Are you really not going to come along?"

"You're kidding, where did I go to live?"

"The hotel is very expensive, okay? I'm not like you, Mr. Chu..."

The girl drew out her voice in a very teasing tone.

Just after saying this, she suddenly thought of something. She crossed her chest and jumped back warily, while the plush ball of the knitted hat swayed up and down.

"I'm talking about you, coach!"

Xia Mi looked at Chu Zihang with eyes full of wisdom.

"You don't want me to live in your house, do you?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk!"

"can not tell!"

"You are such a person!"

"Don't think that just how much money you have means you are great!"

"Tell you, I..."

Chu Zihang listened quietly to Xia Mi's words.

"It's the road master who wants to see you."

Soon, Xia Mi's face changed.

"What? It's a road master."

"Really, coach, you don't even talk about Qing Chu."

"Since you are a road master..."

She held her hands behind her back and drew circles on the ground with her khaki fur snow boots.

"It's not that I don't want to go."

"Coach, you also know that I still have a brother."

"He can't live without me."

"If I suddenly run to see the road master, that guy will definitely shout my name all day long and forget to eat."

"So."

Xia Mi clasped his palms together, smiled with his delicate face, and squinted his eyes.

"Please coach, please explain it to me."

Chu Zihang nodded.

The driver opened the door for him.

This was the car specially sent by his father to take him home for the New Year. There were handwritten greeting cards and cakes on the back seat. As expected, Chu Zihang saw his mother's handwriting on them.

"Go home quickly, mom misses you!"

Chu Zihang looked at it for a long time. If he just paid attention to this boy's face, he probably wouldn't be able to find anything. He was still the same as usual. After all, he had facial paralysis. But if Xia Mi were here, he would definitely be able to tell from the subtle flickering of Chu Zihang's eyes. It turned out that he was actually laughing.

A mother is a mother, and she never hides her emotions. In the words of grandma, a woman with good fortune is like this. She has been pampered since she was a child. When she was a child, she was pampered by her parents, when she got married, she was pampered by her husband, and when she gave birth to a child, she was pampered by her son. Chu Zihang remembered that his mother must drink a glass of warm milk before going to bed, otherwise she would suffer from insomnia.

He put down the greeting card, and suddenly an idea flashed across his face. Chu Zihang was thinking, what would happen to his mother and Xia Mi if they met?

The car drove smoothly onto the highway.

Where he left, Xia Mi hummed a song and skipped on the snow.

There are candy vendors on the roadside.

Xia Mi leaned over and looked at it curiously.

"Girl, would you like one?"

The uncle greeted warmly.

Xia Mi thought for a while, then looked up at the sky.

It's eight o'clock in the evening, a winter night in the capital, and it's already over.

"What time will uncle close the stall?"

There is no business, which is a bit regretful, but the girl in front of me looks likeable, and the uncle is willing to chat more.

"After a while, if no one comes to catch up, I will sell more."

The uncle folded his hands cheerfully.

"What the hell, why don't you go home?"

"Hey, it's not the Chinese New Year. Sell more and have a good New Year."

"Yeah, it's almost Chinese New Year."

After chatting for a while, the girl left and waved her hand at him.

"See you later, uncle."

He smiled cheerfully, and his breath turned into white mist in the winter night.

Greeting the guests, keeping an eye on the city management, just like that, the night got deeper and deeper.

Perhaps it was because the weather was too cold and business was very slow. The uncle took a look into the jar and found that the "Sichuan" mark between his eyebrows could not be erased. There was still more than half of the candy. What should I do with my baby's clothes, sir? It doesn't matter. Children need new clothes for the Chinese New Year. They have been awarded the "Three Excellent Students" this semester. It is really outrageous to have nothing.

Thinking and calculating, he became even more rickety on the winter night.

"Hey, uncle!"

Almost startled.

He looked forward and smiled. It was the girl he had seen not long ago. She was so pretty.

"Okay, okay, I finally caught up!"

the girl said lively.

There were several bags half as tall as a person at her feet, and their fragrance was faintly wafting from them.

"I want a candy man."

"Okay, what does it look like, girl?"

"Just this, like this, Dragon!"

"Hmm...this dragon looks different from the one here."

"Uncle, is that okay?"

"It's okay, it's a dragon, isn't it? Take a look!"

"That's right, girl, how many strings do you want?"

"You come as much as you want, uncle, this is your stall, we'll wrap it up!"

Xia Mi imitated the uncle's tone in a decent manner.

"Bao Yuan!"

The uncle stared in shock.

"Girl, don't be ridiculous, Bao Yuan is not old or young, can you finish eating?"

Xia Mi proudly took out three red tickets and showed her harvest to the uncle. Her pockets half a person's height were full of snacks. Those who knew better thought this girl was on a big purchase, and those who didn't knew thought she was just buying something. Hei Si put a suit on his head and rushed into the supermarket and shouted.

"Put the chicken legs on the left and the dried tofu on the right. This is not a drill! This is not a drill!"

Finally, the uncle understood that the girl in front of him was not making fun of himself, but she really wanted to buy candy.

"okay!"

He shouted with a wide smile.

"Look at it!"

Practice makes perfect, which means that for people like this uncle, the day-in, day-out work, no matter how mundane, becomes pleasing to the eye and full of interest in his hands.

Xia Mi watched and watched with great interest, but he didn't even feel tired.

Next to it was a stall selling red oil noodles, and next to it was a stall selling stinky tofu and a stall selling wontons. The aromas of this and that were mixed together, and soon there was a pile of plastic bags and small wooden spoons in front of Xia Mi.

"Take it."

"Thanks, uncle."

"Hey, you're welcome."

The uncle held his hand, and the wrinkles on his face opened with a smile.

"We don't have much education and can't say anything auspicious, so I wish you a good year in advance. I wish you good health and all your wishes come true."

Seeing him hand over his hand, Xia Mi smiled even more happily.

She also surrendered.

"Thank you, thank you."

Finally, she picked up her pocket, held up the candy man, and walked into the dark subway station.

The uncle who was closing the stall was humming a song, a folk tune that I couldn't name. It was wild and vast, but there was unconcealable joy.

"Go home!"

"Go home!"

Xia Ya walked towards the crawling giant in the darkness.

The light of golden eyes enveloped her.

Xia Mi held up the candy man.

Very much like the dragon in front of me.

"Long time no see, brother."