4000-year-old stone statue revived

Shenjun's back looks a bit lonely...

An inexplicable thought flashed in Tang Xiaoyu's mind. He felt the whole world shifting, as if he had returned to the age of the gods.There are the stories of the gods, the past of the gods, and even the joys and sorrows of the gods.That was a world he didn't know, a world he couldn't imagine, a world where there were only a few words in historical records.

I really want to know what the gods have been through...

As soon as this thought came out, he suddenly returned to the present, the real world that he was familiar with and was at ease.

Oh my god, the brain twitch is terrible!

Tang Xiaoyu quickly shook his head, stepped forward and patted Ling Guang on the shoulder: "What good thing did you find?"

Ling Guang narrowed his eyes, pulled back his thoughts from the chaotic memories, and pointed forward: "That."

Tang Xiaoyu looked in the direction he pointed, and said in surprise: "Bone flute?"

Ling Guang nodded.

"Is the value high?" Tang Xiaoyu was confused.The bone flute looked damaged and not well preserved. His eyesight was dull, so he couldn't see anything worthy of praise.

Ling Guang said bluntly, "I want it."

You are shopping at the mall!Why don't you say it's yours too!Tang Xiaoyu really wanted to complain on the spot, but he didn't dare, he could only comfort him like a child: "Hey, the dean won't buy it for sure, let's change it to something else?"

Ling Guang, however, seemed not interested in other things, so he followed Tang Xiaoyu around twice in a dull manner, watching him communicate with the museum about the exchange, go through the formalities, fill out a few application forms, and get the job done.

What an uneventful itinerary.Tang Xiaoyu looked up at the sky, feeling that this wave of business trips was bloody.

The two walked out of the museum and picked up a Xiezhi squatting in a corner at the door.Tang Xiaoyu asked in surprise, "Why are you squatting here?"

"They won't let me in." Xiezhi blinked her big Tongling eyes aggrievedly.

Also, it is estimated that there are too many outsiders in the museum these days, so those without ID will be restricted from entering and leaving.Tang Xiaoyu didn't wait for him when he went in with a guilty conscience, stuck out his tongue secretly, climbed onto his shoulders and pushed forward: "Let's go, let's go back. What do you want to eat? I'll treat you."

"I'm going back now?!" Xie Zhi screamed, "I don't want to take the car! I'll run back by myself!"

ill.

Tang Xiaoyu resolutely abandoned this crap and led Shenjunda to the bus station.Halfway through the return journey, he saw that the other party was still looking sullen, and he said, "Oh, don't think about it, our modern music is also very good, let me give you an earphone!"

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone, opened the music software, helped Ling Guang put on the earphones, and clicked to play.

—— "My skate shoes, the most fashionable and fashionable. On the way home, I can't help rubbing them."

——"Rubbing, rubbing, rubbing on this slippery ground. One step, two steps, steps like minions and devils..."

Ling Guang's face twisted for two seconds, he took off the earphones resolutely, put them back in Tang Xiaoyu's hand, and pretended he didn't hear anything.

Tang Xiaoyu laughed so hard.

Amidst the wild laughter, he didn't hear, Lord Shenjun looked into the distance coldly, and whispered something like a sigh.

"The taste is still as bad as ever..."

It was already evening when we returned to Dizhou, and Tang Xiaoyu, a mortal who missed dinner time, was so hungry that he just wanted to send Shenjun to the back to eat and drink to fill his stomach before making plans.

I hope Mr. Feng still has some food left!

Tang Xiaoyu rushed into the door of the attic full of hope, but before Feng Lao Er had time to call out, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Since the attic is located on the roof, the temperature is usually slightly higher, which is normal.But now, he seemed to have rushed into the sauna room, and he started sweating after standing for a few seconds, and his nasal cavity felt hot when he gasped, which was worse than standing on the concrete floor exposed to the sun in the scorching heat.

Ling Guang stood two steps behind, and he quickly sensed the strangeness. He quickly passed Tang Xiaoyu, entered the room to find the target person, and ran to the other party.

"twelve?"

"...Shenjun?" Feng Twelve opened his eyes with difficulty.The skin of his whole body showed a pink color after being scalded by boiling water, and the sofa pillows under his body were completely soaked with sweat, as if trying to drain all the water in his body.

Tang Xiaoyu rushed to Feng Shier's side and opened his mouth in shock.

"I'll go, what's going on? Should I be sent to the hospital?"

Ling Guang didn't answer this obscene question, and ordered directly: "Go get some towels, and then get that..." He searched for words in Tang Xiaoyu's memory: "Tin foil."

Tin foil?Tang Xiaoyu almost fell down.Are you going to play BBQ at this time?

Seeing him standing still, Ling Guang said anxiously, "Go!"

Tang Xiaoyu shivered, his hands and feet were faster than his brain, and he ran downstairs to the cafeteria to find a roll of tinfoil, and then took a stack of towels from the public shower room.When he hurried back to the attic, he heard the intermittent conversation between Feng Twelve and Ling Guang.

"Shenjun... I may not be able to survive this calamity..."

"It's okay, I'm here, the No.13 catastrophe is really difficult, so bear with it."

Feng Lao is not a mortal?Tang Xiaoyu's pig brain finally realized this slowly.He originally thought that those gods kept their youthful appearance, and the trembling and ancient image of Feng Lao must be an ordinary person.did not expect……

Ling Guang saw Tang Xiaoyu standing at the door with something in his arms, raised his hand slightly, the tin foil flew up as if by magic, and spread itself out on the ground, Feng Twelve floated up from the sofa and landed on it, with dry towels surrounding him Zhou, sucking sweat.

"Shenjun, don't use your divine power anymore!" Feng Twelve was still thinking about Ling Guang's unrecovered divine power when he was too busy to take care of himself.

"I know." Ling Guang stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, and Feng Twelve immediately fainted and stopped talking.

Tang Xiaoyu couldn't figure out what was going on, vaguely heard Ling Guang calling him to change those sweat-soaked towels, opened his mouth to answer, and wanted to squat down to pick them up.

"Be careful!" Ling Guangguang stopped his hand like a flint: "Hot, you pick up things after holding them."

"Oh." Tang Xiaoyu didn't know what to reply at all, he just followed the instructions one by one.He saw a pair of chopsticks on the coffee table, so he used them to clamp wet towels, and then threw them into the bathtub with cold water in the bathroom, and recycled them after cooling down.

The two of them were busy around Feng Twelve for more than half an hour, and the terrible sweating finally stopped, and Feng Twelve's body also shrunk a circle, from a vigorous old man to a thin old man .

Tang Xiaoyu had never experienced such a bizarre thing, and asked tremblingly, "He...is he dead?"

"Soon." Ling Guang replied succinctly, ignoring Tang Xiaoyu's messiness, and reached out to touch Feng Twelve's body.There was white smoke floating from the place where the two touched, and then dissipated in the air. He frowned and muttered: "Still burning?"

Tang Xiaoyu felt like he wanted to complain but couldn't say anything, whether it was this inexplicable dialogue or this inexplicable behavior, it made him want to yell in his heart - what the hell!

When the scene was at a stalemate, Xiezhi, who had run all the way back from Dizhou, finally reached the finish line. He pushed the door open and said in shock, "Why is this?"

"Crossing robbery." Ling Guang threw two words at him.

Xie Zhi moved closer to watch curiously, clicked his tongue and sighed: "Yo ho, this state, tsk tsk tsk can't do it!"

Tang Xiaoyu understood what Xiezhi said, and asked eagerly, "What should I do? Are you just looking at him like this?"

Xiezhi froze when he heard the words, and turned his head quietly: "Master, do you want to protect him?"

Tang Xiaoyu didn't bother to care about the messy address in his desperation, and nodded repeatedly, fearing that if he was a second late, Mr. Feng would burp.

"Why?" Ling Guang nodded in response to Tang Xiaoyu's burst, and asked back: "You are not related to him, so why do you want to protect him?"

"He's about to die!" Tang Xiaoyu showed an unbelievable expression: "Someone died in front of you, if you have the ability, wouldn't you save him?"

Xie Zhi hesitated to speak, looked around, but didn't dare to interrupt.

The scene was silent for a moment, Ling Guang sighed helplessly, and said to Xie Zhi, "You protect him."

"Baa." Xie Zhi jumped up in response, offended Tang Xiaoyu, carried him to the corner like a chicken, and protected him behind him.

Tang Xiaoyu was dizzy and didn't understand what was going on. He saw the fire feather of the divine bird standing on the sycamore tree suddenly spread out, and the whole room seemed to be shrouded in red mist, and the color gradually changed from thin to thick.The red mist seemed to be alive, scrambling to climb up Ling Guang's body, enveloping him like a silkworm spinning silk, and shrinking suddenly, there was no one in it.

Instead, the faint red light on the divine bird increased rapidly, as if a fire had been added to it and it was boiling.The bird's feathers fluttered, and several balls of red light fanned down on Feng Twelve's body. With a bang sound, the whole body exploded and burned to ashes in an instant, and the residue was piled up in the center of the tin foil like a pile of gravel.

Tang Xiaoyu couldn't help but screamed out, his whole body was covered in cold sweat, and he was terrified.

His stomach was writhing and twisting, and when he was about to vomit, the beautiful and dangerous divine bird closed its feathers and fell, transforming back into Lingguang Shenjun in mid-air, wearing a fiery red cloak, flowing like a fairy.

Tang Xiaoyu suddenly felt something was wrong with his five senses, as if they were no longer the things he was familiar with.He couldn't even find the direction, and he couldn't control himself, everything was spinning, the lights were flickering like a galloping horse, Xie Zhi's voice calling him was coming and going, the scorching air seemed to have exhausted the oxygen.

It may have been several minutes, or just a few seconds, he could not know whether he was voluntary or forced, and finally slowly touched the ground.He really wanted to keep his image and sit, but he didn't know if he would succeed.

"Tang Xiaoyu!" He vaguely heard a cry with a strange tone, like the product of the mutual torture of inferior voice-changing software and a damaged sound card.

His eyes were dyed red, like a blood-splattered movie lens, and like a red scarf blown upside down by a strong wind.

"Tang Xiaoyu!" Something cold and comfortable began to spread from his limbs, his five senses gradually returned to his body, and his eyes focused. He really collapsed on the ground like mud. In front of him was the beautiful face of the god, and an expression that was so anxious that it was about to explode.

"Eh..." Tang Xiaoyu slowly recovered his voice: "Shenjun...what is that on your forehead?"