Cultural Relics Are Not To Be Messed With

It is the [-]th day of the twelfth lunar month of the year again.

Although the beginning of spring has passed, Jiang City is still cold and cold. There is always a thin layer of mist lingering on the streets in the early morning. Pedestrians will breathe out clouds of white mist when they open their mouths. Unrecognizable.

Qi Chen and Long Ya arrived at the train station in Jiang City early to pick up Qi Chen's parents.

Ever since the two made their relationship clear with Qi Chen's parents, both of them have returned to Xishi for the Spring Festival for several consecutive years.

Qi Chen's family doesn't have too many relatives, and they are too scattered, so they don't have to visit during the New Year.Every year, four people would nest in the house, cook a big pot of hot dumplings, and eat them so that the whole body would be warm.

This year is an exception.

Because Director Dong's brain twitched, he said that every hundred years Guang and all the pots, pans, ghosts and snakes would spend a new year together, which is conducive to long-term and stable development.

Long Ya, Hong Ming and other human weapons have only one word to comment on this: "Bah!"

Although they looked disgusted and complained in their mouths, they never missed the "New Year's Eve dinner" once every hundred years, and obediently participated.

The same is true this year.

Qi Chen and Long Ya couldn't go back to Xishi, so they simply brought Qi's father and Qi mother to Jiangshi to celebrate the New Year together.

Whenever he thinks that his parents are going to have New Year's Eve dinner with a bunch of non-human beings, Qi Chen can't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, always feeling that it seems inappropriate.

But Long Ya said he was just worrying.

Yinghuo Xingjun's parents, who dares to have an opinion!

Anyway, I dare not dry pots and pans... and they are all mild-tempered and a little silly monsters. At most, they will be curious when they see Qichen's parents, and they will discuss a few words in private, but overall they are definitely more than welcome .

In this regard, these spirits are a bit like crazy children. The more people get together, the more lively they are, and the more strange they feel, the happier they are.

Lou Zhou, who regards Qi Chen as a benefactor, feels that "the benefactor's parents are just like his own parents!"

Of course, Long Ya must not let Long Ya know about his feelings, otherwise he wouldn't be beaten to death.

Qi Chen's parents didn't come to Jiang City much.

Long Ya and the others went to the station to pick them up and took a rest, then drove them to Manjiang City, until the lights came on.

The once-in-a-hundred-year monster gathering is not the same every time. This year, because the participants are of different races and eating habits are very different, Director Dong sent someone to make the New Year’s Eve dinner a buffet. The place is in Guanghe B[-]. In the dining room.

For this New Year's Eve dinner, the person in charge of the restaurant prepared early and arranged the restaurant in a special... atmosphere.

Qi Chen followed Long Ya, and as soon as he led his parents in, he was shocked——

It is not easy for the person in charge to mix and match seven or eight themes in a single-story restaurant.

Probably because Guanghe has a wide variety of employees with different tastes and styles, and the person in charge is very thoughtful and wants to take care of every kind of emotion, so the design elements are very rich——

In order to reflect the status of the fierce soldiers and demon knives, the walls of the dining room are covered with dark swords, swords and halberds. The blades are all opened, and the cold light is lingering...

On the floor next to the wall, next to the chairs in every corner, there are all kinds of pottery, porcelain, bronze products... There are all kinds of things, and the porcelain is better, either plain and elegant, or bright and beautiful.Pottery products are more back to basics, and most of the patterns painted on them are ancient characters.

As for the bronze products... the animal faces engraved on them are either ferocious or solemn. They don't look festive at all, but seem to be bloodletting sacrifices to heaven.

Not only that, but all the places that can be placed are filled with jewels, hairpins, gems and other accessories, and there are more than a dozen huge night pearls emitting a dazzling light...

After such a perfect decoration, the person in charge probably felt that the atmosphere of the year was missing, so for the celebration, he hung a circle of red lanterns around the restaurant.

In short, he made the whole restaurant very magical.

After Qichen's parents went down the last flight of stairs, their legs trembled when they saw the layout of the restaurant.

Mother Qi blinked, grabbed Qi Chen's sleeve and said, "Son, are you sure this is the place for New Year's Eve dinner?"

Qi Chen: "..." Actually, I'm not sure either.

Long Ya: "..." What the hell is this!

Director Dong came down and silently covered his cheeks.

Hong Ming glanced at him from the side, knowingly asked, "What's wrong with you, Director?"

Shan Xiao made up the knife: "He has a toothache."

Director Dong: "..." There are always a few days every year when I want to give up my job and go home to farm.

No matter how big their hearts are, Qi Chen's parents are still a little at a loss by this restaurant.

In the end, Shan Xiao, who is good at deceiving people, ran over with his eyes open and said nonsense: "Our company holds themed dinner parties. Isn't this in the cultural relics business? It’s a bit too much, are you scared? The director is saying that he will criticize them after the holiday!”

When Qi Chen's parents heard that someone was about to be criticized, they waved their hands repeatedly and said, "It's okay, it's okay, what are you criticizing, this is... It's pretty good, it's very atmospheric! We've never had a meal like this before, so let's treat it like this. It's a surprise."

After chatting a few words, Qi Chen's parents slowly relaxed, and in the end they still thought about asking Qi Chen about the meaning and origin of the decorations.

But when he really started eating, Qi Chen found out something worse——

The New Year's Eve dinner in a self-service format can indeed cater for everyone's tastes, but...

This is on the premise of knowing who is eating everything!

What the hell are those colorful water and black food, not to mention Qi Chen's parents, even Qi Chen himself can't figure it out.

However, both Qi Chen's parents are very curious, and they always want to try something they don't know. Qi Chen almost made excuses to stop them. After a meal, he was exhausted physically and mentally.

But his parents looked very happy, even a little excited like a child.Seeing them happy, Qi Chen gulped down all the unspeakable suffering, almost worrying while eating.

Sure enough, most people are more inclined to blend into the excitement, even this bunch of ghosts who don't know how many years they have lived are no exception.

Eating and chatting, the atmosphere gets better as you go to the back...

Qi Chen actually tasted a little "year" from this indescribable New Year's Eve dinner.

Later, Director Dong became interested, and actually took out two altars of good wine that were said to have been preserved for many years, and poured a glass for each of them.

Immediately, the whole restaurant was filled with the aroma of wine, and just smelling it made one feel drunk.

This underground restaurant is not all pressed on the bottom of the building, a small half of it is beyond the building, and a glass roof is sealed on the ground.

So sitting in the restaurant, looking up, you can see the broken stars in the sky outside the window through the half of the glass roof.

I don't know if it was the person in charge or who, but ran to open a skylight, and the voices from outside came in faintly.

First there were a few sparse firecrackers, and within a few minutes, thousands of firecrackers rang into pieces, indicating the arrival of the first day of the new year.

Everyone at the table raised the wine cups in their hands, touched them, and then drank them all.

Even Qi Chen, who doesn't drink very much, doesn't have a drop left.

Wine is good wine, after drinking it leaves a fragrance on the lips and teeth, which lingers for a long time and has an endless aftertaste.

but……

Not long after the cup was put down, all the spirits at the table slammed their heads down on the table with a "gudong" sound, and with a smile on their lips, they just got drunk and fell asleep.

Qi Chen also felt that his head was gurgling and reeking of alcohol, like rice porridge boiled over a low fire, and it was stirred into a ball, leaving only a glimmer of clarity.

He turned his head to look at his parents, and found that the two of them didn't know what to say, "haha" laughed twice, and also fell asleep on the table.

Qi Chen: "..." Isn't this really sweat medicine?

When a glass of wine came down, most of the people at the table were knocked down.

Only Long Ya, Hong Ming, and Director Dong were still awake, but their words were also a little drunk.

Shan Xiao released his huge black panther, and then patted the open space behind him.

Xiao Hei raised his eyelids and glanced at him, then obediently lay down there, like a dark hill.

Shan Xiao leaned back very comfortably, treating the black panther as a pillow with its own body temperature, squinting his eyes in comfort.He unbuttoned his neckline, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "It's not bad to drink so much after stealing Fusheng for half a day."

Xiao Hei Hei glanced at him, not wanting to talk to him.

Qi Chen's drinking capacity is actually very strange.

Regardless of ordinary wine, or the sweat-infused wine that Director Dong brought out, he would get drunk after just a little.But no matter how drunk he is, he won't just fall asleep, but his mind is chaotic, and he speaks and acts a lot more presumptuously.

So he was one of the people who persisted until the end and didn't fall to the ground.

It's just that when he saw Shan Xiao leaning so comfortably, he was fascinated by the wine for a while, and he also patted Long Ya's shoulder beside him, and then, taking the ancestor of the demon sword as a human pillow, he leaned over, lazily , with a look of unwillingness to move.

Hong Ming: "..."

Director Dong: "..."

Hu Yi: "..."

Everyone put on the same expression tacitly: I am really blind.

When Qi Chen was still the evil star, they didn't have much contact with him, and the only understanding they had was through Longya.

What's more, Ying Huo Xing has always put on an air of modesty and alienation outside. In Long Ya's words, it is "pretentious". They have never seen such... an evil star. For a while, they just feel that they have opened the door to a new world.

But they are not people who have never seen the world, no matter how curious and surprised they are, it is impossible to keep staring at them, so soon, the topic changed direction again.

Inugami, who has been nestled in the supervision room of Block B and rarely came out for a stroll, thought of something and said: "I heard that Master Huijia recently accepted a disciple?"

Hong Ming said with emotion: "Yes, Huijia is accompanied by someone. I remember that when I first saw him, he was still a young monk. So many years have passed in a blink of an eye."

Long Ya was surprised: "You have seen him so long ago? When I saw him, he was already in Wanling Temple."

"It's a coincidence—" Hong Ming thought about it, patted Long Ya's shoulder, and said, "I'm also a bit older than you, and it's quite normal to have met more people than you!"

Long Ya twitched the corner of his mouth: "Yes, yes, you are an old aunt."

Hong Ming was furious: "Fart!"

These two are both powder keg characters, and when they get together, they will explode. In order to avoid the continuation of the war, Director Dong changed the subject again: "It is said that his little apprentice broke into Wanling Temple by mistake, and then Just stay there and refuse to leave. Long Ya, you just went to Wanling Temple a while ago, did you see it?"

"I see." Long Ya replied, "I've seen him when Lai entered Wanling Temple. A while ago, I went to see Hui Jia for business. That little thing grew quite fast, but it was the same as before. He loves to cry. Huijia's bald donkey can't do anything to that boy... But I heard from Huijia that the little monk has a Buddha seal on his right neck, which was not visible before, but it has gradually become more obvious in the past two years."

"There is a Buddha seal on the right neck?" Director Dong asked in surprise: "Didn't it be said that the reason Huijia was able to cultivate to the later stage and suppress millions of resentful spirits was because he was born with the Buddha seal? It seems that the little monk also It's not easy!"

"Probably God sent him an heir." Hong Ming said, "Practice hard in the future, and I think he will become the next Huijia."

"Speaking of recruiting apprentices—isn't Yundushan coming too soon? Generally, isn't the head of the sect abducting children after about 200 years?" Inugami asked.

Long Ya snorted: "Yundu Mountain? It's early! With the unreliable character of the current head, he can be a monster for at least two hundred years before he has time to think about recruiting apprentices."

Director Dong looked at the group of weapons in front of him who were no worse than Li Daochang, and said with empathy: "It's really hard for Shen He."

Qi Chen was already too drunk to speak clearly, and had been quietly listening to their chatter, chatting about various people in various places, from many, many years ago, to many, many years later...

Many, many years ago, they met one after another;

Many, many years later, they are still fine.

Outside the glass roof, the Broken Star was far away, and he couldn't see the position of Ying Huo Xing for a while, but he could feel that he was connected with the blood of the star called the evil star.

The faces of Director Dong and Hu Yi in front of him were already blurred under the influence of alcohol.

What he felt most clearly was the person leaning on him behind him.

Longya's heartbeat, Longya's breathing, and the buzzing resonance in his chest when Longya spoke...

It's as if two people are one and can never be separated again.