My Hot Pot Restaurant in the Underworld is Officially Open for Business

For Meng Xiaoni, there is an indoor toilet in a mere area. It takes a psychological presupposition to enter.

For the first time after marriage, there is no child sharing the same bed. For the ghost and phoenix, it takes a few psychological presuppositions.

This psychological presupposition includes "we are married", "legal", "Meng Xiaoni likes me very much", "I also like her very much", "it will happen automatically", "let it happen" and so on.

Guifeng glanced at Meng Xiaoni to take a bath, and explored the wind in the air conditioner.

He glanced again at the door where there was no movement, then made the bed and took out the luggage and tidied it.

He didn't need anything to bring, so Meng Xiaoni brought a suitcase with some necessities and clothes stuffed in it.

Hang up the coat.

Empty the box a little, put it away and put it in the corner.

Guifeng heard the sound of water in the bathroom, opened the drawer of the room, and found an electric mosquito coil.

No need.

Then I opened a drawer and found a box of family planning supplies.

Guifeng hesitated for a moment, but closed the drawer.

No need.

Inside, Meng Xiaoni was washing, while the outside ghost Feng silently changed herself into a set of pajamas.

The scarlet nightgown, with a dark black belt, without any buttons, can be opened as soon as it is pulled.

It's too shameless.

Guifeng changed another set of pajamas.

The dark gray coral fleece upper and lower suits are extremely homely. Not only do you need a row of buttons on your shirt, but also your pants.

It doesn't look atmospheric.

Guifeng changed into a set of pajamas again.

Black pajamas with a hooded robe, with a red little phoenix dotted on the top, fluffy inside and fluffy outside, and there is a very cute little pocket on both sides.

Too naive.

Guifeng was silent, not wanting to change.

He felt that he needed to think again.

First of all, it is useless to be naked in front of Meng Xiaoni. For details, refer to six months ago.

Secondly, today’s journey is tiring, Meng Xiaoni will not do anything to herself, and she shouldn’t do anything to Meng Xiaoni. A good rest is king.

Finally, when Xiao Bai is not there, they can behave a little more intimately.

For example, a good night kiss is slightly upgraded.

So, what style and color should be more appropriate for pajamas?

Guifeng was lost in thought.

He felt that the Nine Temples Hades was not good enough. How could he have designed so many clothes for judges, ghosts, and Hades every day, and in the end, there was no design for any pajamas, leaving him without the possibility of reference.

The few things he changed just now were accidentally seen while watching ghost eating hot pot in the underworld.

When going back to the underworld next time, he will ask the Hades to mention it.

Thinking of this, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

Guifeng's heart hung immediately.

He got into the quilt first, and then chose the first style of sao bag nightgown, and then changed the color to black and black, making him a little more temperamental.

After getting into the quilt, Guifeng felt a little empty in his hands.

Drawing?

not too good. Also take paper and pen.

Cell phone?

There is no one to contact, and social news entertainment is not interesting to Guifeng. Of course, for this reason, Guifeng didn't know that he was a little famous on the Internet because Meng Xiaoni was used as a hot pot restaurant publicity sign.

book?

Guifeng turned into a book in his hand.

The title of the book is "Chinese Myths and Legends".

He turned the title page and started to read it, and quickly turned to the catalog page.

There are a lot of myths written on the page, which are basically familiar things that everyone in the underworld knows.

Guifeng subconsciously sought out the story of Shennongjia.

But there is not much written in this book.

Even the story of the Phoenix family was not written much.

There is a story about birds in fire.

Guifeng flipped through two pages, and soon turned back to the catalog page.

The text is always full of charm, which makes Guifeng fall into love and concentrate on it.

Meng Xiaoni ran out of the bathroom with heat, and quickly got into the bed next to Guifeng, her face still flushed with the blush caused by a hot bath.

She looked at the book in Guifeng's hand: "What is this? "Chinese Myths and Legends"?"

Guifeng nodded slightly: "Well, just flip through it. Myths and legends are based on certain reality, but humans at the time were unable to explain the details, so they inserted a little subjective thought and gradually evolved into the story."

This is Guifeng's understanding.

Meng Xiaoni felt a little bit interesting, so she leaned her head and glanced at the catalog: "Ladders? Does Shennongjia also say that Shennong's structured ladders."

Guifeng turned to the specific page.

Meng Xiaoni looked at the content written in black and white: "There are two kinds of ladders, one is a mountain, the other is a tree."

The ladder is not the ladder in the traditional sense now. In the earliest days, it referred to the existence of natural growth.

Meng Xiaoni suddenly said, "It's the same as the mountain tower of Asura in the underworld. That's also a ladder."

Therefore, according to the legend, the Shennong family built 36 ladders in Shennong. It is very likely that they found 36 tall mountains or trees in response to local conditions.

Guifeng responded.

Meng Xiaoni became interested in this book, took it from Guifeng, and read it carefully to see if she could see something that she didn't understand, but could guess from her memory.

She glanced at it, and as expected, she shared the same concerns as Guifeng: "The matter of Shennongjia was not detailed, and the Phoenix and Dragons were not mentioned too much. The birth order of Houtu was a bit out of order."

The ghost and phoenix responded: "It is normal that the dragon and the phoenix are not mentioned too much. In the process of human development, the two races are extremely rare, and they have fallen into totem nature early. The appearance and hiding of the earth is also insufficient for humans to control. , Naturally there will be differences."

Meng Xiaoni thinks about it too.

As for Shennong...

"Although Shennongjia mentioned it, there was a mention of Shennongyuan in it."

Shennongyuan is in Taiyuan, nearly a thousand kilometers away from Shennongjia. It takes more than ten hours to drive by car, which is more than twice the distance from Fengdu to Shennongjia.

far away.

Myths can be referred to, after all, it cannot be a historical fact.

Guifeng looked through Meng Xiaoni: "The Emperor Yan Shennong, who occupies a very important position in human history, eventually lost to the Yellow Emperor, but was still able to occupy a territory and lead the humans under it to survive."

In history, for the leader, something will always be recorded.

Meng Xiaoni glanced at it: “Shennong leads people to plant artificially, instead of going to the wild all day to find natural fruits. In addition, they also opened up a market to reference the time when the sun is full to set, so that people can participate in it on time.”

Guifeng: "And taste the herbs."

Meng Xiaoni: "...I tasted it to death."

Judging from the abilities of human beings, it was absolutely extraordinary at the time.

The heat from the shower on Meng Xiaoni almost disappeared.

She returned the book to Guifeng, and she drew herself into the quilt: "If you don't read it, why don't you still read the book at night?"

Guifeng put away the book: "I want to learn about the history and culture of Shennongjia."

Put it decently, the original purpose was actually to make Meng Xiaoni appear to be doing something when he came out.

Guifeng hooked her lips, turned off the light, and lay down likewise.

Meng Xiaoni leaned against the ghost and phoenix. The only focus on the content of the book just now was the ladder: "If the ladder refers to mountains or trees, it means that there should be enough space for us to build tree houses."

There may be trees with a particularly old age.

Guifeng understood what Meng Xiaoni meant.

He thinks that Meng Xiaoni made some sense: "It is very possible. But it should be in the comparison position. Otherwise, a tree with such a long age must have been advertised."

What is the oldest tree in the world? What is the oldest tree in China?

Just like the old pine in Nanshan Mountain in Shoubi, and Xuanyuanbai with a life span of 5,000 years.

Meng Xiaoni let out an "um".

I was still talking about the tree house, but I started to think of other things.

Meng Xiaoni looked at the ghost and phoenix in the dark, and felt that he was faintly glowing.

Not really glowing.

But after the naked eye got used to the dark environment in the room, she could vaguely see the outline of the ghost phoenix, as well as the look of the ghost phoenix. The phoenix was there and could catch all her eyes.

He is a luminous body.

Unconsciously holding hands together.

Meng Xiaoni's thumb quietly hooked Gou Guifeng's palm.

With this attitude, I always hope that it will last a long time.

Guifeng learned Meng Xiaoni's movements and scratched Meng Xiaoni's palm: "What decoration do you want to use for the tree house? What color do you like?"

Itchy palms.

Itching to the scalp, behind the ears and the heart.

Meng Xiaoni put her finger against Guifeng's finger and felt the temperature passed from her palm: "Candy color. For the light brown tree house with textures, the roof should use bright red, blue, yellow and white."

She also explained the reason to Guifeng: "There are many kinds of creatures in the forest, no matter what season it is, the colors are rich. The tree house is too pale and not beautiful."

The color should match.

In the spring, the flowers are in full bloom, the deep green in the summer, the fallen leaves in the autumn, and the branches in the winter quietly hide the snow.

I feel pretty just thinking about it.

Guifeng roughly understood what Meng Xiaoni meant, and responded with a low voice.

Maybe the temperature in the room is too good, maybe some emotions can't hide at all.

Anyone can guess what the other person means, and everyone wants to take the initiative a little bit.

The right time and place should be matched by harmony.

Before Meng Xiaoni knew it, she was almost no distance from Guifeng.

Kiss lightly.

Not just a good night kiss.

The kiss gradually deepened, and the hand gradually moved.

Emotions seem to have nowhere to rest, seem to vent at any time.

The phoenix seemed to have entered the Nirvana period, and the whole thing was burning.

Fire can warm and burn people.