Life should be as gorgeous as summer flowers, and death should be as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves.: Read the novel
Nong Junling's feet became very cold. No matter how warm Huqiu's arms were, they could not warm the cute little Yuanbao. The blush on her face was gradually receding, her face turned pale, and a smile hung on her lips, looking at Huqiu.
Qiu said: "When Mr. Rabindranath Tagore wrote The Birds, he would never have thought that just such a sentence would cause many people to think of committing suicide."
She gently stroked Huqiu's cheek with her little hand, "And the little fool and I will die like autumn leaves before we can bloom."
"You can't, I will steal the Apocalypse Monument for you."
Nong Junling's voice was as calm as water, "I am not worried about the autumn leaves at all now. How to be as gorgeous as summer flowers is what I yearn for. Life is like a fleeting moment, and happiness and sadness are never-ending. If I can choose
, I just want to live in happiness all the time, so the Nong Junling you see will never cry. Now I just want to be as gorgeous as a summer flower in my lifetime."
"Believe me, your flowering period will not be short-lived." Huqiu's big hand gently stroked Junling's hair and said softly.
Nong Junling looked at Huqiu infatuatedly, "Li Huqiu, why are you so nice to me? I know you don't love me at all."
"How great would it be if Nostradamus's predictions were true?" After a moment of silence, Nong Junling said again: "Before the world is destroyed, everyone will take off their masks and show their true colors. If I like you, I can do anything.
I can get you regardless of whether you love me or not. The world will disappear tomorrow, who will care about what others think of themselves?"
Nong Junling's feet gradually became warm, and her face turned red again. Li Huqiu asked: "Why does your body temperature change so much? I can't feel the change in your heartbeat, and your blood seems to suddenly
It cooled down."
Nong Junling smiled, stretched out his arms and rolled up his sleeves, revealing his white, jade-like wrists. The light blue blood vessels under the snow-white skin of his slender arms looked very clear.
"Blue-blooded person?" Li Huqiu looked at her in surprise, "You don't look like you have Western blood."
Ancient European aristocrats believed that blue-blooded people were the purest color of aristocratic blood. They liked to show pale skin so that blue blood vessels could be more easily seen through the skin. In fact, it was caused by silver poisoning that was common in the upper class.
Yes, argyria can cause permanent blue discoloration of the skin, caused by excessive intake of silver. Silver was once widely used as tableware and medicinal elements at that time. Because they believed that the blood of nobles should be blue. In order to
To prove their honor, origin, etc., they will reveal their armpits after winning a battle, showing that their blood is blue.
Nong Junling shook his head and said it's not what you think, "Every women who carry out menstruation have blue blood. This may be explained as a genetic disease caused by radiation. In short, the characteristic of blue blood is passed down from generation to generation in all women who carry out menstruation.
As for why the blood suddenly cools down, I don't know. This phenomenon will start after the first menstrual period of a menstrual woman." She sighed softly, "This feeling is very sad, every morning it feels like falling into darkness.
Ice cellar, the little fool is about to reach the age of experiencing that taste, Li Huqiu, I don’t want her to bear this."
Li Huqiu said seriously: "I will take you to Rome in the near future." He paused and said hesitantly, I have always had a question in my mind.
Nong Junling said: "You ask, as long as I know."
"Is it really related to the Japanese that your sisters came to the Middle East?"
"The little fool was kidnapped by the Japanese, and I actually know it!" Nong Junling said simply, "Master Xie pointed me here. We are sutra preachers. We are needed to find the monument of revelation. Regarding the person who has lived for more than two years,
Master Xie also told me about the fifteen-year-old sutra girl, and I lied to you when we met in the dungeon."
Li Huqiu was silent. He was connecting all the clues in his mind. The Nong Junling sisters, the Apocalypse Monument, the fight in Lawrence Dungeon, so many coincidences can no longer be regarded as coincidences. Nong Junling obviously knows something
No wonder she felt that she was not that concerned about her sister's disappearance that day. This was simply a deliberate arrangement by the old devil. Suluman wanted the monument of revelation, and sisters Nong Junling wanted to use the mystery of the black meteorite.
To survive, Nie Xiaolin wants to use the people in the Middle East to do something with the eight hundred tons of gold. Some big figures in the CIA are also controlled by Nie Xiaolin and are using the huge organization of the CIA to serve him. The final question is, what exactly does the old devil want to do?
?
"Li Huqiu, do you think this is a conspiracy against you?" Nong Junling's tone contained a certain sense of determination.
Li Huqiu suddenly smiled, his brows stretched, and he looked very cheerful. He said, "When you tell me the truth, are you determined to give up using the Apocalypse Monument in exchange for a glimmer of hope?"
"If life has never been gorgeous, is there any difference between living for a hundred years and living for twenty-five years?" Nong Junling said softly: "Li Huqiu, I want to die quietly like an autumn leaf in the splendor.
, if this can prove my sincerity, you can just steal the Apocalypse Monument for me."
As she spoke, she suddenly untied the belt of her nightgown at her waist, opened her chest to Huqiu, and said in a trembling voice: "Since I was a child, I have done whatever I want. My great-grandfather dotes on me because he knows that I will not live to be twenty-five years old.
I like to learn kung fu, so he asked Master Liang to teach me. I like to go to the police academy, and he lets me do whatever I want. He knows that what I actually like is to look healthy. In short, he fulfills all my wishes.
Try to be satisfied as much as possible, but there is one thing that even his old man cannot do. A girl can only be considered alive if she has truly loved her in this life. Whether it is a plain and practical life or a passionate and romantic life, there is always a need.
Only a leading actor's life can be said to be as gorgeous as a summer flower."
Li Huqiu calmly stared at her snow-white body, which was pure and innocent. It reminded Huqiu of a pool of green lake he had seen at the foot of a snow-capped mountain somewhere. It was so clear and innocent that people couldn't bear to touch it. Huqiu gently pulled her to it.
In his arms, he pulled up her nightgown with gentle movements. Just when Nong Junling was feeling disappointed, he lowered his head and kissed her deeply on her fragrant red lips.
This kiss was like a gift from the God of Love. It was also like spring rain nourishing flower buds. Nong Junling felt like she was melting into his arms. This kiss seemed to have no end. She was dizzy, and she seemed to see a sea of flowers in front of her eyes.
Blooming with alluring beauty, life should be as gorgeous as summer flowers!
"Li Huqiu, thank you." She finally saw tears in the corners of her eyes, looking at the gentle smiling face of the man in front of her with obsession, and finally couldn't hold back her inner emotions and said in a voiceless voice.
Huqiu gently put on her nightgown and tied the straps, then picked her up and walked into the bathroom. He gently took off her clothes and put her flawless snow-white body into the pool. He held up her cheeks and placed her in the bathroom.
He kissed her gently on the forehead and said, "Take a good bath and let's set off tomorrow!"
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A city of ten thousand cities, a country within a city. The former refers to Rome, and the latter refers to the Vatican.
Nong Junling's face was full of life. He stood in front of the Vatican Museum and asked the bearded man next to him with his hands behind his back, "Hey, what are you going to do?"
The man is of course Li Huqiu, but the current thief king may only be recognized by Xiao Luoyan in person. He looks a bit shorter, has a big beard, and also uses a kind of contact lens that changes the color of his eyes.
His originally straight nose turned into the short, blue-eyed, high-nose, bearded Middle Eastern man he is now.
Huqiu said: "Of course you must know yourself and the enemy."
"If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't catch the tiger's cubs." Nong Junling put his little hands behind his back and walked in first.
There is a signboard in the foyer, which introduces this museum.
Nong Junling looked at it for a while and translated: "This museum was once the smallest national museum in the world, and it was also the greatest museum."
Li Huqiu smiled and said: "Is this what it says above?"
Nong Junling nodded and said: "Exactly." He added: "Although this museum is not large in area, the collection inside is comparable to the British Museum and the Louvre in London."
Li Huqiu smiled and said: "The last time I came here, it was Heitian, and there was someone to help me. I just remember that there is an entrance to a secret passage here. That secret passage is very deep, and all the really important good things are hidden in that underground palace."
inside."
"That's not necessarily the case!" Nong Junling continued to translate: "This was originally the palace of the Pope, and was later transformed into the Vatican National Museum. It mainly collects art, most of which are the artistic essence left over from the Renaissance.
For example, "Genesis" and "The Last Supper" created by Michelangelo are hidden here, and you still say there are no good things here?"
Li Huqiu shook his head and said: "No, but now I believe that there will be more priceless treasures in that underground palace."
Nong Junling nodded and said: "The Romans have been rampant in Europe and even Central Asia for so many years. The Holy See has been the core of power in the Western world for hundreds of years. Of course, the treasures accumulated here are not just what you see on the surface."
The two of them walked side by side to enjoy the sights. About one-third of this building of only about 50,000 square meters is open to tourists. Nong Junling is proficient in Italian and acted as a little guide to introduce Huqiu to the place along the way.
of everything.
The two came to the Sistine Chapel. Nong Junling was not a Christian, but he could not help but show piety. He pointed to the ceiling and introduced: This is the painting treasure "Genesis" and "Genesis" created here by the art master Michelo.
"The Last Judgment".
Huqiu looked up and saw that the "Genesis" on the ceiling covers an area of about 300 square meters and is composed of 9 central pictures, depicting the process of God's creation of the world. On the other side, "Judgment of the Last Day" is located on the front wall, and the picture is full of despair.
The gloomy atmosphere depicts the scene when Christ gathers all nations before Himself to distinguish good from evil when the end of the world comes.
Nong Junling said: "It is said that when Michelangelo was creating, he worked extremely hard and refused any assistants. Due to long-term painting on his back, his neck was stiff, which made him unable to walk upright normally. He had to put his head above his head and look up when reading letters."
Li Huqiu said with a smile: "He will never be able to make friends again after painting this painting."
Nong Junling asked: "Why?"
Li Huqiu said: "Would you like to make friends with a person who has his eyes above his head and doesn't even look at you when he talks to you?"
The two left here and wanted to go deeper, but were stopped by the clergy. Li Huqiu looked at the deep circular corridor and vaguely remembered that the entrance to the secret passage was at the deepest point there. Looking down from here, it seemed that
There was no security guarantee. But Li Huqiu remembered that the last time he visited this place at night, some insiders had shut down the security system of the entire building first, and then they were able to reach the entrance of the secret passage on smooth ground.
This time, he could only rely on himself, and he was facing a museum where security measures were rumored to have been doubled. Huqiu tilted his head and glanced at Nong Junling beside him, feeling proud in his heart. He wanted to come and see it tonight.
Is your shield, known as the safest museum in the West, stronger, or am I, the king of thieves from the East, with a faster spear!