As a descendant of Nuwa, what’s wrong with having a little skill?

Feng Liqi didn't care about Jing and Qian Si Wan's thoughts at all. She walked straight into the Huaguo Pavilion and said, "Jing He, come in and take a look. This is the shape I designed based on the AI ​​drawing. Is there anything unreasonable? You can adjust it before putting the exhibits on display, but it will be more troublesome for you to ask me to adjust them after the exhibits are put up."

AI drawing? He thought it was the work of some great painter, but it was actually AI. However, when he thought about it, no one except AI would dare to be so bold and creative in creating such a graceful Tiangong Pavilion.

"I really can't give an opinion. This is the first time I've seen AI become a reality. I'm completely speechless and don't know how to evaluate it. I'm really afraid that visitors will stay here like me. Master Feng, what did you say in the past? Do immortals really live in such a beautiful place? How fascinating their palaces must be.”

Feng Liqi couldn't help but clicked his tongue, "The Mountain Goddess is still sleeping in the open air in the valley. Do you think other immortals can be taller than the Mountain Goddess? They are all a group of savages who drink blood and use the sky as their quilt and the earth as their bed. I still want to live in a palace, it’s a beautiful thought!”

Jing He was stunned. He thought that immortals lived in such a heavenly palace, surrounded by rare treasures. Unexpectedly, in the eyes of Master Feng, immortals were savages without even a fixed residence.

With such great magical powers, have you never thought of building a home for yourself?

"Only those creatures who cannot bear the wind and rain need shelter. Those who can regard wind and rain as nothingness and gods can regard wind and rain as nourishment."

In the past, wind, rain, and the essence of the sun and moon were the source of their strength. Except for those who needed to avoid natural enemies in their childhood, who would build a shed on their head when they wanted to gain energy.

Jing He was speechless. He drank the Polygonum multiflorum liquid in one gulp to cover up his embarrassment.

Looking at this luxurious palace again, I suddenly felt that humans had deceived themselves. It was a human illusion that it was cold in the high places. Gods would only become stronger in the face of wind and rain, just like Gorky's Haiyan.

This is in line with the character of an immortal. Otherwise, he has gone through all kinds of hardships to become an immortal but is only arrogant and extravagant. How did he become an immortal? Therefore, the Yaochi Grand Event in "Journey to the West" is the most false scene.

Feng Liqi turned back and glanced at Jinghe, oh well, she actually wanted to give people some guidance. Why did she lead them into a trap?

But is it a bit stingy to only reward Jing and brain development? Does she have anything else to give her?

"Li Qi!" Teacher Ao suddenly walked in, his steps a little hurried. It was rare for Jinghe to see Teacher Ao looking so anxious.

"What's the matter?" Feng Liqi was very calm and hung a painting in the exhibition hall. In an instant, Jinghe seemed to be able to see what the poet wanted to express when he wrote the poem. What's going on?

It turns out that this was what the poet wanted to express at that time, but their Chinese textbooks also taught another sentiment. Is this all wrong?

If the children come to visit, they will not all be taught another meaning. No, this wave cannot be opened to children yet. It must be opened to all Chinese teachers and writers who write Chinese teaching materials. Otherwise, there will be conflicts in concepts.

Teacher Ao walked quickly to Feng Liqi and said in a voice that both of them could hear, "Li Qi, Zhu Wei just arranged for someone to deliver three cars of antiques. He said that he heard that the Huaguo Pavilion in Jingu Village was about to open, and his ancestors left Some toys for you to throw and play with!”

Ancestor? plaything? Throwing it around for fun?

Jing He was also shocked, Zhu Wei? Zhu Wei was not a descendant of the ancient martial arts family as the villagers of Jingu Village said. When he was 11 years old, he was specially recruited by the country to teach military martial arts.

It is said that the now nationally famous Piranha and the world-famous Hua Guolong Group were trained by him. For such a powerful person, the family already has a lot of treasures, three cars, how much should they have.

Smith is such a well-established family, and the gifts he brought to Master Feng when he came to treat his illness were only one plane. Maybe there was no time to prepare, but the loading capacity of the Osprey transport plane was very limited, and he had to bring several large living people here comfortably. .

Antiques that need to be carefully preserved take up space, and there are certainly not many of them.

The number of these three vehicles, even if it is a van, cannot be underestimated.

Feng Liqi frowned, "It's really annoying if I don't send it sooner or later. If I send it here at this time, the Huaguo Pavilion needs to be redesigned."

After saying this, Feng Lixi took the three of them downstairs from the elevator next to the Huaguo Pavilion to the underground parking lot.

Jing He found that he had underestimated the real descendants of the ancient martial arts family. He really thought they were just three lala lamas.

I never expected that there were three domestically produced military trucks with large carrying capacity, and three fully armed soldiers in each vehicle.

The moment he saw the three people coming down, the leading soldier saluted Feng Liqi, "The dark team was specially ordered by the Zhu Team to escort the national treasure to Master Feng Liqi. Where is the cargo? We will unload it immediately!"

Feng Liqi took out his fan to fan himself gently and walked around the three trucks. Hehe, should he be called a dragon? There are so many good things, all kinds of gold, silver, jewelry, jades, poems and paintings, utensils, porcelain, and sacrificial supplies are too numerous to count.

Good guy, as long as everything disappears in the long river of history, almost all the things with names and surnames are in Zhu Wei's hands, and they are sent over by him in the form of stacked Arhats without any fuss.

Teacher Ao coughed dryly and suppressed his laughter. As expected, the dragon clan is the richest ethnic group. They prefer bright and shiny things all their lives and cannot stand the Chinese people who claim to be the descendants of the dragon.

Whenever I have nothing to do, I like to give him things to offer sacrifices to heaven. According to the habits of the Dragon Clan, these things are thrown far away if they don't like it. But don't forget that there is only one Zhu Wei left in the Dragon Clan, and he is trapped in Jingu Village.

A lot of things were piled up inexplicably, and before you knew it, even the wine glass used to worship him had become a rare antique.

At this time, seeing that Feng Liqi needed the garbage and sent people to look for it abroad, he packed it all and sent it over.

Feng Liqi turned around in a circle, with a dull expression on his face. He asked the secret team to send these broken copper and iron jars to him, which was a waste of time.

Come on, this guy, I'll send you all the money. If you don't use it, it's free of charge.

"Jing He, look at where to put these things first? Lead these people to put the things down. These things are all under your control. You can look at the arrangements. If you need to expand the Huaguo Pavilion, leave it to Teacher Ao!"

Take another look at these murderous dark group members who seem to owe five million. There are only 9 of them? Zhu Wei is really not good.

"After they moved, Jing and you took them up to the Mountain God Pool and soaked behind the waterfall for a night. I originally wanted you to take a bath in the second pool downstream to slowly strengthen your body. Since we all went there together, let's take a bath together. , the pain lasts just one night, and I gain a cup of rebirth.”

"Huh?" Jinghe looked at the randomly packed things. There were a lot of them, but there probably weren't any high-quality ones, otherwise they wouldn't be so simple and crude.

where to put? Above are all the national treasures that he and Principal Ao worked so hard to find, and they are just placed there. It seems that the Japanese and Korean pavilion next door is still under construction. Does Japan and South Korea deserve to have separate pavilions?

Isn't this a joke? Just show it in an inconspicuous corner. Anyway, their history is either stolen or imitated, so there is nothing to be particularly concerned about.