Lieshan

A volcano that only erupts once in hundreds of years is billowing smoke, and black volcanic ash obscures the blue skies of northern Europe.A large amount of fiery red magma spewed out from the crater of Vannadals continuously. The strong pressure caused the lava column to be pushed to a height of thousands of meters, and then fell to the ground at high speed in a radiant shape, smashing many deep pits.

The lava flowing down from the top of the mountain met the low temperature outside and gradually solidified, burying the glorious kingdom of Asgard under the magma rock forever.

"Ah-ah--" A black crow swooped down from the sky and hopped on the ground for a while, instead of moving away, it tilted its head and looked at everyone.

"Isn't this crow afraid of people?" Mao Xian asked in surprise.

"This...is Odin's divine crow," Chu Min was surprised, and squatted down to meet the crow's agile eyes, "Hey, do you want to come with me?"

The crow flapped its wings and flew to Chu Min's shoulder.

"Why do you go back with a crow?" Mao Xian was very disgusted, "How unlucky."

"Hmm... The mortician and the crow are a perfect match, hahaha."

Maoxian sighed helplessly, turned around and saw Qi Huaiyuan who was studying the divine spear, and immediately became angry again, and asked Xiang Dan, "Qi, did you just take the opportunity to murder me!"

"Are you dead?" Qi Huaiyuan glanced at him, "If it wasn't for me, would you still have a chance to speak now?"

The wool was dumbfounded. At that time, the situation was urgent. Although the knife almost hacked him to death, it passed him very precisely: "I almost didn't get scared to death! What about this mental loss?"

"Okay, okay, it's all right." Chu Min hurriedly smoothed things over, but saw Mao Xian looking at him in shock and anger, "What's wrong?"

"Little Four! You turned your elbows out to help him speak!" Mao Xian leaned his head on Chu Min's shoulder and howled dryly, "My heart hurts so much."

"..."

Megan heard the words and thought of her lost love, and couldn't help feeling vaguely heartbroken.

"I'm going back to my country." Master Guderian shook his head melancholy.

"En." Qi Huaiyuan responded lightly, and walked along the ice cap to the human activity area below the mountain.

"Aren't you going to keep me?" Megan, who was left in place, could only mourn unceasingly towards that relentless back.

There was no further change in the journey since then, and the four of them returned to the urban area without any danger.

Mr. Guderian seemed very worried about his son wandering outside, and once again sent someone to block Megan at the door.None of the people present felt any reluctance for him, and Megan could only be escorted back to Germany obediently.

With no one in the way of eyes, Patriarch Qi felt very comfortable. It was rare that he was not in a hurry to return home, but stayed in this small town in the southeast of Iceland for a few days with Chu Chu and Mao Xian.

As an island country located near the Arctic Circle, Iceland naturally has many new things that are rarely seen in mainland China.In addition to those delicious marine specialties, this small town also has many unique local souvenirs.

"Tsk, this deer head is really magnificent, but it's a pity that my house doesn't have a fireplace." Chu Min regretfully reached out and touched the smooth antlers.

"It's not easy to build a fireplace." Qi Huaiyuan leaned aside with his arms folded.

"My old house is a wooden building, how to build it?"

Qi Huaiyuan looked at Chu Min with raised eyebrows, and teased, "Isn't Fourth Master Chu wandering around the world, and he doesn't have a few private houses? He doesn't even have this kind of freedom."

"It's not as big as your family's business." Chu Min answered him angrily, turned around and left the store, continuing to wander in the crowded market.

Qi Huaiyuan still leaned against the wall and smiled imperceptibly as he watched his back.

"What's the matter, Xiao Si," Mao Xian finally had a chance to pull Chu Min aside alone, "Why do I think you two are so weird."

"..." Chu Min flatly denied, "What's so strange, what are you talking about?"

"That kid surnamed Qi's attitude has suddenly become so good. I think there is a problem," Mao Xian looked at his own hair suspiciously, "Besides, why did I listen to Megan's words last time and treat you as a rival in love?"

At this moment, Chu Min was leaning over to watch in front of a booth with ethnic characteristics. Hearing that, he lightly stroked the bearskin blanket in front of his fingers twice, and after a while, he raised his head and smiled at the wool: "That guy Megan, You don’t believe me if you don’t have a serious word out of your mouth all day long?”

"Didn't the surname Qi always ignore us before, why is he so talkative now? Don't tell me that he has found out his conscience."

"Hey, when you were not around, I caught that landlubber from the water again. It must be my radiant personality and charm that conquered him. You said that I had no enmity with him in the first place. , shouldn't he have a better attitude?"

Maoxian didn't know what happened during the time when he was captured, so he was relieved, "Scared me, I thought you hooked up with that brat at some point."

Chu Chen was at a loss for words: "Why does it sound like you are talking about a pair of adulterers?"

"Isn't it?" Mao Xian wiped away tears that didn't exist. "The cabbage I raised with great difficulty can't just be kicked by wild boars that come out of nowhere."

"..."

"Si'er, you can't be coerced and lured by the Qi family and abandon your poor wife!"

"Wife who is still a mess... Is it disgusting..." Chu Min rolled his eyes in disgust, "Don't worry, the little lady is as beautiful as a flower, virtuous and virtuous, why am I willing to abandon you to find that northern barbarian."

Maoxian laughed twice, and did not continue this topic.

At this time, Qi Huaiyuan, who had been thrown off by them, finally followed up, his expression on his brows and eyes was as usual, with a dignified uprightness, but the more Mao Xian looked at it, the more he felt that he was thinking too much.

After a short rest for a few days, Kong Zhao also finally sent a plane from China to take back Kungunil and the three ancestors who were traveling in mountains and rivers.

After being away for so long, Chu Min felt that the journey back to his hometown was very comforting.Finally, I no longer have to endure the severe cold in Northern Europe, and I don’t have to worry about being thrown into the sea by pirates. Thinking about it this way, the great mountains and rivers of the motherland are really pleasant and orderly.

Socialism is good.The outstanding youth of the new era gave a heartfelt admiration and leaned back in the chair relaxedly.

"Fourth Master Chu." The passenger beside him suddenly said.

Chu Chu felt that every cell in his body felt the crisis, so he looked over vigilantly: "What advice does Patriarch Qi have?"

"My hearing has been pretty good."

Chu Min couldn't figure out what he meant by such a nonsensical sentence, did he just mutter something in a low voice?

Qi Huaiyuan's eyes were full of oppression, and Chu Min couldn't help swallowing.

"Would you like to explain, Boar, what Northern Barbarian means?"

"..." Yarn, you have hurt me a lot!

"Not many people dare to scold me."

Chu Min could only laugh awkwardly: "How dare I scold you, maybe I heard it wrong, hahaha."

Qi Huaiyuan didn't speak, but just looked at him playfully: "Then I probably got it wrong."

Seeing his own shadow reflected in the amber pupils of the other party, Chu Min turned his head uncomfortably, and his ears were slightly red: "Patriarch Qi, is there anything else?"

"Nothing else. It's just..."

Chu Min just breathed a sigh of relief, and when he heard just a word, he immediately raised his heart to his throat again.

"I just want to discuss the future cooperation between our two companies."

"Ah... this, it's easy to talk about." Chu Min wanted to change the subject, and agreed.

The woolen sitting in the back naturally heard the conversation without evasion, narrowed his eyes, and grabbed the armrest beside him.

Qi family, Qi family, Lie Shan... Heh.

☆, short sequence

Westhaven, UK.

A few beech forests are sparsely scattered on the green field, a spacious road passes through the field, and a car without a license plate slowly pulls over.The car door opened, and a man in a black suit and a wide-brimmed top hat jumped out, holding a cane inlaid with a silver sheep's head in his hand.The man glanced around and caught a glimpse of the wooden stake with the iron sign of "Private Territory" hanging on the field. His goatee trembled, and he walked over rhythmically swinging his cane.

"I'm sorry, sir, this is a private property. You are not allowed to enter without an invitation," a forester wearing a suede jacket and holding a gun in his hand intercepted, "If you trespass on your private house, I will There may be some means of expulsion."

"Okay, put away your old antiques." The visitor scratched the neat beard on his chin, "Don't you know me?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Sariel, this is the rule." The forest guard replied respectfully without any change in the expression on his face.

"Fuck his English rules," Sariel cursed, took out a piece of paper from his pocket and threw it on the ground, and walked towards the distant manor with his walking stick without looking back.

The butler stood at the door, took off his gloves and opened the door, bent down to welcome him in: "Do you need anything, sir."

"Old rules." The visitor showed a mocking expression.

Mr. Goatee walked on the black wooden stairs, went up to the second floor without the slightest sound under his feet, stopped in front of a carved door, and knocked lightly three times.

"Come in."

Sariel pushed open the door solemnly.

In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, a man in a black monk's robe folded his hands in front of his waist and abdomen, slightly raised his head to look at the reverse cross in front of him, his green eyes were full of tiny rays of light, as if he had sprinkled a handful of The gem is in the eye.The sunlight fell on him from outside the window, covering the black monk robe with a layer of golden tulle.If he is not too clear about who his master is, Sariel will definitely think that there is a saint standing in front of him.

"Hallelujah, praise the Lord." Sariel crossed himself.

The person staring at the reverse cross turned his head: "Stop pretending, Sariel."

"Oh my god, thank you for your gift, otherwise I will say such disgusting words again, I will definitely spit out today's breakfast." Sariel hung the hat in his hand on the hanger beside him, and sighed as if relieved , "I would rather praise you, Lord Satan."

"what's up?"

"Send a letter, of course it is a letter. I have sent you a letter for my whole life. I sent it in heaven, and then I sent it in hell. I still have to send it when I come to the world. To be honest, I have been waiting for the day when you can let me send you a laid-off letter." Notice to the LORD, but I waited and waited and still only believed."

"I think you can talk about the letter first, and then talk about these complaints."

"Well, letter, you see, you always only care about letters, and I need motivation to send you letters. Of course, I'm not complaining, I just want to say... well, don't frown, my God , Your frown really fills me with guilt."

"Sariel."

"Okay, letter," Sariel finally started the topic, "The little friend of Rothschild asked me to send you a letter saying that the Chinese have caused some trouble for them, and this country is so stubborn that it is almost impossible to intervene. It’s even more difficult than those Yankees back then. To be honest, I don’t really understand their doctrines and doctrines. Is it important? So the descendants of Adam’s sons of the soil are really inferior to each generation, thinking about what class they are all day long , what opposition, what class should those guys in heaven be..."

"You can go out now, Sally."

"Yes, my lord," Sariel immediately closed his mouth, put his hat on again, and resumed his serious look before, "do you have any reply, my lord?"

"Go to China for me yourself, meet those little guys, and express my kindness."

"Understood, my lord." Sariel closed the door obediently.

The devil who stayed alone in the room still maintained his original posture, and smiled at the reverse cross in front of him.

"Hallelujah."

The author has something to say: The fictitious place name comes from the "west-heaven" in a well-known textbook about the punctual time of the train. I just think this place name is very meaningful.