Every Day One Step Closer To the Manifestation

, every day one step closer to the present

Some snakes have the behavior of hatching eggs, and some snakes do not.

When he opened python eggs at Yangcheng Zoo before, Feng Yi watched some videos of pythons hatching eggs, and also heard the zoo staff talk about how to safely take out python eggs while the pythons are hatching.

Just when he was about to fall asleep, a picture of a python hatching eggs suddenly appeared in his mind!

Suddenly woke up!

Thinking of this, I always feel a little embarrassed and ashamed.

However, since it was decided to "paste" this meteorite and give it to the housekeeper...

Feng Yi stared at the stone in front of him.

Forget it, just hatch the eggs, no one will see them anyway!

After a self-comfort and mediation, Feng Yi calmed down again.

What a big deal!

sleep!

This time, there is no psychological burden, and I quickly fall into a deep sleep.

When he woke up the next day, Feng Yi found that he was thinking too much last night!

The meteorite that was originally surrounded in the middle has been squeezed to the edge of the bed and almost fell.

The reason why it didn't fall was not because it was lucky not to be squeezed out, but because it was entangled at the tip of its tail.

Think back to the sleeping position before going to bed, and then look at the scene in front of you.

It's like, before you go to sleep, you put the pillow by your hand, and when you wake up, you find that the pillow has been trampled on the bottom of your feet!

I sleep so badly?

Or, the tail's own thoughts?

He moved his tail, rolled up the meteorite that had been squeezed to the side of the bed, and moved it over.

He grabbed the meteorite with one hand and took a look at it.

What surprised Feng Yi was that there was already a layer of specialized material on the surface of this meteorite. Although it was so thin that ordinary people could not see it with the naked eye, Feng Yi could feel it.

Maybe when you go to bed at night, the energy stored in yourself resonates with the energy material in the meteorite, and the inside and outside should be combined to make the slurry appear faster?

No matter what, the "pulp" appeared faster than he expected!

"It's not that difficult to get this meteorite out."

Feng Yi placed the meteorite by the bed with satisfaction, and continued the next night!

According to such efficiency, it won't be long before they can be given away.

Wake up with a tail flick to start the day.

Just returned to Yangcheng, Feng Yi has no plans to go out to visit friends for the time being, and plans to enjoy a few days of comfort and tranquility at home.

The most important thing is that you can eat well at home! full!

In a good mood, Feng Yi went to the underground laboratory to get two large tubes of venom for Xiao Wu.

Going out for a mission, there is no supply for a while, the raw materials at the ancestor factory are a little nervous, Xiao Geng reminded him politely.

The euphemistic way is, the bank account's credit notification—

Xiao Geng: Boss, have you returned? do you remember?

Of course Feng Yi remembered it.

Don't forget this, this is his small treasury!

After supplying the goods, Feng Yi took care of the two fangs according to the method provided by Xiao Wu, and then went upstairs to drink tea and watch the scenery leisurely on the terrace on the second floor.

Before I finished drinking a cup of tea, a new message alerted me on my phone.

Feng Chi: [Have you returned to Yangcheng? Convenient to call? 】

Feng Yi made a video call to apply for it.

Immediately answered over there.

Feng Chi: "I'm finally back? Come out for a drink!"

Feng Yi: "I came back yesterday afternoon. What's the matter?"

Feng Chi had a sad look on his face, "It's something. If you're free, come out for a drink and have a chat with you."

Feng Yi didn't ask any further, and replied, "Okay. Where is it?"

Feng Chi: "I'll send you a location, the new secret base I'm looking for."

The area where their former secret base was located was to be demolished and rebuilt, and Feng Chi moved to another location as a new base.

There was not much to say in the video. After the conversation, Feng Yi drank all the water in the teacup, tidied up briefly, made some disguise, and let Xiao Jia drive out in a low-key car.

Feng Chi must have something to talk about face to face, and she is not in a good mood. If you're in a good mood, with Feng Yi's understanding of Feng Chi, he would have been bombarded with news to show off his stardom. However, the past two days have been unusually quiet.

Generally speaking, the calmness of Feng Chi means two situations: either he is holding back his big moves, or he is troubled by something and cannot get up.

Now it's definitely the latter.

I just don't know, what troubles can make Feng Chi tangled like this.

If it is related to the entertainment industry, Feng Chi can say it on the phone, regardless of whether it is sharing gossip news or complaining about some industry rules, Feng Chi is not worried about being recorded by Feng Yi.

But if it's not related to the entertainment industry, and it involves Feng Yi himself, then the most likely thing is the Yangcheng Feng family.

Feng Yi had a guess in his heart, and brought a small gift bought from the Rongcheng Dragon Boat Festival to the secret base newly built by Fengchi.

The location is more private and covers a larger area.

After Feng Yi entered the password, he opened the door and entered.

In front of you is a post-modern industrial style decoration, with a tough and rough feeling as a whole.

Judging from the smell, this place has been renovated for a while, but some of the furniture was recently bought, and the smell is a little heavier.

Now there is no one else in the room, just Feng Chi and Feng Yi.

When Feng Yi came in, Feng Chi was throwing darts.

Hearing the movement at the door, Feng Chi looked back, saw Feng Yi coming in, and continued to throw darts. He still had a few darts left in his hand.

Feng Yi put the bag in his hand on the table, "This place is good."

Feng Chi smiled, "I bought it a few years ago, it was only renovated last year, and it was vacant for more than half a year."

When Feng Yi walked over, he didn't need to analyze Feng Chi's emotional information. He could know his mood just by looking at Feng Chi's dart-slinging posture.

Throwing darts is like stabbing a villain, and he silently mutters to himself, not knowing whether he is reciting lines or cursing.

The darts are thrown very well, and the posture is quite professional, but it is a pity that the accuracy is not enough. The darts on the dartboard are randomly distributed, and there are many off-targets.

With only one dart left in his hand, Feng Chi handed it to Feng Yi next to him, and then went to the freezer to get water.

Feng Yi looked at the dart in his hand, glanced at the target, and threw it out, not seeing where it was stuck, and turned to Feng Chi.

He asked Feng Chi, "What happened? Tell me."

Feng Chi held a bottle of fruit drink in his hand. He didn't close the refrigerator door, but just stared at Feng Yi blankly.

Feng Yi raised his eyebrows and cast a suspicious look.

Feng Chi didn't speak, closed the refrigerator, put the fruit drink in his hand aside, walked over in a hurry, took off all the darts on the target, and kept only the one in the center of the red heart.

Just now, Feng Yi just threw it at random and stuck it here.

Feng Chi pointed at the dart in the center of the red heart, "You just pierced it."

Feng Yi: "Oh, good luck. You called me here today to..."

try{mad1('gad2');}catch(ex){} Feng Chi picked up a dart and handed it to Feng Yi:

"Don't worry about anything, just dump it again!"

Saying that, Feng Chi ran to the target and pointed to one place:

"Just stick here, the triple area of ​​the inner ring twenty minutes! Try again, let's talk about other things when you get it right."

Feng Yi didn't say much, just picked up a dart and threw it without aiming. It was easy for him, no prep work required.

Seeing the posture of Feng Yi holding the dart, Feng Chi couldn't help laughing: "Hey, haven't played for many years? Your posture is not professional enough... rub!"

Feng Chi looked at the dart that was pinned precisely at the designated position, which was still in the middle of the triple area of ​​20, not the edge!

"Have you practiced secretly?" Feng Chi asked.

"No." Feng Yi said.

"Then why is it so accurate?"

"...talent."

"Bah! Why didn't you find out that you had this talent back then? You were obviously just like me in middle school!"

Feng Chi believed that Feng Yi must have practiced some stunts in the years he left Yangcheng.

Not necessarily darts, maybe some other skill.

Otherwise, how can you throw darts so accurately?

The same goes for catching poisonous snakes, quickly and accurately pinching the snake's head.

You also said you haven't practiced? !

Feng Chi said "I don't believe it"!

Feng Yi recalled his previous hit rate. It’s really different. Things that used to be difficult are now as simple as drinking water.

"...Well, I practiced secretly." Feng Yi could only say.

"You really are dishonest!" Feng Chi said excitedly, "I want to learn! How did you practice in the first place?"

Feng Yi: "You may not believe it when you say it. In the beginning, I was forced to practice by trapping mice."

Feng Chi: "...Forget it, your skill is not suitable for me."

No longer struggling with skills, Feng Chi sighed again: "You should go to dart competitions, international competitions! Instead of catching snakes! You've buried talents!"

Feng Yi doesn't think so.

Things that were difficult in the past have become easier now. This is due to a genetic change. Going to a darts competition is a failure, and it is unfair to other players.

So Feng Yi said, "It's more interesting to catch snakes."

Feng Chi opened his mouth and sighed, "Okay."

I am deeply sorry for the lack of a genius in the darts world.

However, respect your brother's preferences.

Anyway, Feng Yi doesn't need to rely on this to eat.

Throwing the dart aside first, Feng Chi handed Feng Yi a bottle of fruit drink with a slightly cool temperature.

Now Feng Chi has less exposure to tobacco and alcohol, and is more restrained in order to maintain the state in front of the camera.

Seeing Feng Yi's bag on the table, Feng Chi picked it up and turned it over, "What is this? Fu? And salted duck eggs?"

"Well, Rongcheng bought it for the event. The salted duck eggs tasted alright. I'll bring you some to eat with porridge." Feng Yi said.

"Understand me! I like this one! Hey, the activity you're talking about is the one you spent money on at the auction to buy stones?" Feng Chi asked.

That thing is not a secret in some circles, Feng Chi saw it in the circle of friends.

"I didn't expect you to like meteorites. Next time I see news of meteorite deals, I'll tell you."

Putting the bag aside, the smile on Feng Chi's face subsided.

After taking another sip of the fruit drink, Feng Chi took out an invitation letter from the drawer and handed it to Feng Yi.

"The task that the old man gave me."

Feng Yi said in his heart: Sure enough.

After taking the invitation letter and looking at what was written in it, I was a little surprised:

"Ancestor worship ceremony?"

Feng Chi looks like he wants to complain, but doesn't know where to start, "The new ancestral hall has been built, and it is very stylish. The ancestral tombs have been moved, and the ancestral tablets have also been invited. Isn't this ready to 'speak to the world'? "

"Didn't you say last time that you might worship ancestors on the Mid-Autumn Festival?" Feng Yi asked.

"I heard about this time at first. Later, the old man specially asked the master to calculate the date and said that the Mid-Yuan Festival was not suitable, so he set a new date. I don't think the date set is very good. If there is a typhoon, you say this festival Do you want to do the Grand Ceremony or not?"

Feng Chi took a sip of the fruit drink, slowed down, and continued, "But I think that master, he must have consulted the people at the Meteorological Bureau when picking a day. By then, even if it's not sunny, it won't be raining heavily. Anyway, the official decision is now made, and the invitation letters have been sent out. The old man specially set up a team to be responsible for this matter. All over the country, at home and abroad, send the invitation letters to the clan as soon as possible. I don’t know if we have so much How many clansmen!"

As for the clan, Feng Yi really doesn't know much. But imagine.

However, the builders of the ancestral hall may not know the true history and inheritance of this "clan".

For example, Mr. Feng doesn't know the hidden secrets.

Feng Yi looked at the invitation letter in his hand again.

The Gregorian calendar, lunar calendar, location and check-in time are written on it.

Besides that, he wrote a lot.

Feng Yi looked down.

First, in nearly 300 words, he sighed that the Feng family had flourishing branches and leaves, and their descendants were brilliant.

He also said that due to many problems left over from history, as well as unspeakable internal contradictions, coupled with the chaos caused by the abnormal climate period of the past 20 years, it has led to various inconveniences for ancestor worship.

With great difficulty, we finally solved these problems. We chose a feng shui treasure land and spent huge sums of money to rebuild the ancestral hall, so that it can be built with a solemn atmosphere...

blah blah blah blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

Feng Chi had already seen those contents, "Old man has done a great job this time, the hotel has been arranged, and those who come from out of town can check in directly, and if necessary, they can also book a round-trip air ticket. There are so many people, my dad said, 800 years. Clan relatives who have not been contacted have sent invitations. Tsk tsk."

Feng Yi closed the invitation, "The question is, didn't the old man say to expel me from the family? Send me this?"

Feng Chi twitched the corners of his mouth, "The old man means that he just kicked you out of the Yangcheng Feng family, not in the family, but you are still in the Feng clan, and your surname is Feng, so I sent you an invitation letter."

Feng Yi lowered his eyes and gently moved the edge of the invitation with his fingers, "What else did the old man tell you?"

Feng Chi had a stomachache on his face, "I didn't say a few words, but if I didn't understand it wrong, he meant that if you behaved well, it's not that you can't come back, and you can enter that grand ancestral hall in the future. ."

Feng Yi: "..."

Feng Chi: "I don't know what's going on between you and the old man. It was quite a surprise that I was called by the old man at the time. Since I entered the entertainment industry, the old man is not willing to listen to me, and he thinks I am ashamed! Opening your mouth is something like 'player'."

"Also, he must have guessed my relationship with you now, and he specially called me over to beat him, let me pass the message, and send you an invitation letter."

Feng Chi looked at Feng Yi, "Brother, are you going to attend this ancestor worship ceremony?"

Feng Yi nodded, "Go."

Feng Chi worried: "Aren't you afraid that the old man will embarrass you? He doesn't even have to go out in person. Some people are willing to help the old man to embarrass you. There are too many dogs around the old man!"

try{mad1('gad2');}catch(ex){} When it comes to talking about the dog licking beside the old man, what Feng Chi wants to say most is actually Feng Yi's parents, but in front of Feng Yi, he embarrassed to say.

Feng Yi thought of something, and smiled, "I'm not afraid. It's hard to say who is embarrassing who."

When Feng Chi heard this, he immediately started to move, leaned over and said, "Are you going to do something?"

Feng Yi turned him aside, "Don't interfere, just maintain your own personality. You are different in the entertainment industry and are easily influenced."

Feng Chi was a little disappointed, "Okay. My career has just started, and I'm still too fragile and vulnerable."

Remembering something, Feng Chi said excitedly: "My aunt also sent an invitation letter, but I don't know if they will come to participate. After all, the relationship between the two sides is not very good, and it seems that they haven't moved much for so many years.

"A lot of people have inquired about me. If there are people from my aunt's side, whether it's my uncle or my aunt, it doesn't matter who comes, that group of people will try to improve their relationship. The few from my aunt's side are doing well."

After finishing speaking, Feng Chi felt that the word "good" was too modest, "It's not good, it's very good! It's so good that the old man's face turns blue every time he mentions it, and the sourness and resentment can be smelled from far away. ."

"Hey, brother, do you think there will be someone from auntie's side this time?" Feng Chi asked.

Feng Yi thought for a while, "Maybe."

Regarding the ancestors and elders, even if the cousins ​​don't approve and don't care, but they have to take care of their face.

Of course, it is also possible to completely ignore it.

However, Feng Yi guessed that there should still be a visit there.

"Even if there are people over there, not all of them will come. Most likely one will be sent as a representative." Feng Yi said.

Feng Chi agreed: "Let's go and have a formality, and save the old man from beeping about this in the future."

The disputes between the old man and the aunt may only be known to them, but now that the aunt has passed away, the old man is still alive.

Why did he say that it wasn't his old man's business?

Someone has to be sent over to watch, to prevent the old man from talking nonsense in front of the clansmen.

"Then based on your guess, who will come as a representative?" Feng Chi asked, "There will definitely not be a junior coming over there. The seniority is too small and the identity is not enough, so it is easy to suffer losses. The old man is a feudal patriarch. People like to be suppressed by seniority."

"That's one of the three of them." Feng Yi said, "I'll ask my cousin first when I go back."

Feng Chi's eyes lit up, and he raised his hips numbly and moved over: "When you are chatting with your cousin, mention me by the way, um... Say some good adjectives to beautify it, it doesn't need too many, then two or three will do."

"If my cousin really came to participate in the ancestor worship, I would definitely perform well! As soon as my cousin is happy, maybe he might also promise to give me a transforming car?"

"It's okay to introduce a purchase channel, I'll pay for it myself!"

"I don't want a cobra in appearance, I want a Tyrannosaurus rex!"

"If you don't have a choice, you can do whatever you want!"

"Cough, if my cousin doesn't want to listen, forget it. Don't disgust my cousin because of this."

Feng Chi really wanted a deformed car of his own, but it was too difficult to buy. He didn't know where to buy it, so he could only start with his cousin.

But if the uncle has the intention of rejecting it, then he doesn't need to be obsessed with it. It is easy to get bored by clinging to it, and it can't affect the relationship between Feng Yi and his uncle because of this.

Feng Yi wrote it down and mentioned it when he sent a message to his cousin.

"Do you know the process of ancestor worship?" Feng Yi asked.

"I'm not sure. I asked a few friends who have experience of worshipping ancestors in ancestral halls, but what they said was similar and different. I also asked my dad, and my dad told me that every family has The ancestor worship ceremony that I have handed down, and each generation is different, what is the process? How to do it? In the end, it is up to the person who speaks."

Feng Chi gave Feng Yi a "you know" look.

Compared with those ceremonies decades ago and hundreds of years ago, the present ancestor worship ceremonies have undergone many changes.

And now, in the Yangcheng Feng family, the old man is the absolute ruler and has the greatest right to speak.

The feudal patriarchs are not joking.

"On the matter of the ancestral hall, the old man is very emotional and easily excited. This is the first time I have seen the old man so emotional in so many years."

Feng Yi said: "Maybe the old man's dream is to rebuild the ancestral hall. The dream has finally come true, that's why he is so emotional."

Feng Chi heard it and thought it was very reasonable.

"Compared to the old man's emphasis on the ancestral hall and the importance of these ceremonies, the younger generation thinks it doesn't matter. Anyway, the old man says what everyone does." Feng Chi said.

They couldn't bring in and understand the old man's mood and wishes.

But that didn't stop them from pretending to be filial sons and grandsons in front of the old man.

Seeing Feng Chi's indifference, Feng Yi asked with a smile, "Don't want your ancestors to bless you?"

Feng Chi pouted, "I didn't bless when I was alive, but now I'm gone, can I still bless? Even if the ancestors have spirits, the eldest son will be bless, and our uncle will bless. I asked my dad, great-grandfather is like the old man, they are the same. Only the eldest son and the eldest grandson are in sight, and the others are foils, which can be sacrificed or exchanged for benefits when necessary."

Feng Chi remembers it very clearly. It was when he was in middle school. He heard the teacher talk about raising cattle in some pastures.

Encircle them in designated areas, provide a good environment, provide food, shelter, and massage them. The ultimate purpose of exquisite life is to allow them to have better meat, produce better milk, and sell them at higher prices in the future.

At that time, Feng Chi was inexplicably cold sweat, and strangely felt a strong sense of substitution.

Isn't this the same as the old man raising them?

But Feng Chi didn't want to be a "cow", he wanted to be a "rancher".

His dad also wanted to be a "rancher".

And the old man doesn't allow it.

The good thing is that now their family has a certain amount of autonomy after hard work.

Feng Chi can also do what she likes.

Old man, after all, he is old.

The younger generations of the family have their own thoughts, and the old man's ability to control them has been greatly reduced.

This time at the grand ancestor worship ceremony in the ancestral hall, Feng Chi suspected that the old man wanted to use the power of other clans to secure his power.

After a moment of silence, Feng Chi smiled mockingly, "The old man actually doesn't care that much about his ancestors. Compared with his ancestors, he cares more about his face and the meaning behind it! Generally speaking, the reconstruction and repair of ancestral halls are carried out by The best person in the clan to complete it, this is what he wants to prove to the clans around!"

Feng Yi paused and said, "The old man is still a bit... deceiving himself."

Feng Chi immediately replied: "Isn't that so! If he is the most powerful in the clan, why didn't he rebuild the ancestral hall when his aunt was still alive? Was he afraid of being beaten?!"