"Yes, "The Record of Emerald Jade" is considered to be the work of the god Hermes, because it says at the beginning of the translation, 'I saw a piece of jadeite with writing on it, which was written from the hands of Hermes.
Write it out. From there I found the following words...'."
"But this translation may be simply wrong. When that jade tablet still existed, 'Hermes' was just a bird-shaped emblem on it, and it may not represent Hermes."
"Later translators thought it was Hermes. The possible reason is that the god Hermes is a special existence as a god. He has the symbol of mischief and messenger, so he put a bird-shaped symbol that symbolizes god
The logo is interpreted as Hermes."
"It means that the secret of this book comes from a messenger from the God Realm. It sounds very reasonable." Teacher Xiami began to introduce ideas.
"No, the possibility of translation errors is not high. You are right. Ancient Egyptian is a dead script, but the jade tablet with the "Jade Record" was discovered in the 13th century BC. At that time, the whole of Egypt knew how to sacrifice bodies.
There are still many monks." Chu Zihang answered decisively.
"Newton's translation appeared very late, but he must have referred to various translations, and finally found the perfect translation in his mind." Chu Zihang still stood upright, holding a hardcover book on his head. p>
"If the name of Hermes may be an error in translation, it is very unlikely that Newton's knowledge could not identify it. He lived much earlier than us, and at that time there was much more alchemy left than now."
Chu Zihang said, "The author should undoubtedly be 'Hermes'."
"Well... what you said makes sense... Senior brother, you are very strong." Xia Mi looked at the ceiling and thought, then glanced at the top of Chu Zihang's head. She also put a hardcover book on her head.
Chu Zihang took out his iPad and started to retrieve documents from the main library in Kassel, and the room fell into silence for a moment.
"Oops, my head suddenly feels dizzy." A certain supreme body tilted and fell into Nono's arms.
"What's going on with you today?" Nono was a little speechless, "Why are you so clingy to me?"
"It's nothing." Lu Mingfei changed his position in Nuonuo's arms.
It’s a beautiful day, with a luxurious five-star hotel, a comfortable sofa, a fruit plate provided by the hotel, a senior brother with facial paralysis who paid generously, a beautiful junior sister I met recently, and the warm embrace of the senior sister.
The two of them each held a book on their heads and stood against the wall, one on the left and one on the right of Lu Mingfei, like two door gods.
On the TV screen, "The Simpsons" was being played. Xia Mi giggled as she pointed at the screen.
It just feels wonderful.
At this time, nothing has become a foregone conclusion. The phantom named Xia Mi still exists in this world, playing and laughing with them.
The good times in life are always so short. Just when you think the future will be better, you have already passed the high point of your destiny like a roller coaster.
Is Xia Mi really just a phantom created by Jormungandr? No, Lu Mingfei was the first to not believe it.
In this life, he will make sure that the stubborn little boy and the tough-tongued little girl will not miss each other again.
"In a bad mood?" Nuonuo asked softly, the little witch can always penetrate people's hearts.
"I was just thinking of some things from the past." Lu Mingfei took Nono's hand and put it to his lips and kissed it.
"It's okay." Nono put Lu Mingfei's head on her lap, "If you're not in a good mood, I'll give you a massage."
She stroked Lu Mingfei's forehead, inserted her fingertips into his hair and gently pressed it from top to bottom, combing his messy hair.
"Senior sister, sometimes I really feel like you are like my mother." Lu Mingfei hummed while enjoying the girl's extremely gentle knee pillow massage.
"Shut up and feel it." Nono suddenly changed his face and glared at Lu Mingfei, "It will really ruin the atmosphere."
"I thought of it!" Xia Mi suddenly said loudly, "There is another way to understand it! It means that the author of "Jade Record" is not a pure-blood dragon!"
"I also thought of it," Chu Zihang said, "Hermes' identity..."
Xia Mi high-fived Chu Zihang, and the book on his head almost fell off, "Yes! The identity of Hermes!"
"Hermes was an Egyptian pharaoh before he was called a god. However, because there is no clear chronology in Egyptian history, it is impossible to determine when and where he served as pharaoh. He realized the truth after living in a human form for 300 years.
Become a god."
"Then another explanation is that Hermes is not a pure-blooded dragon, but a hybrid. His long life is due to his bloodline. What he has understood in 300 years is not the truth, but a breakthrough in the bloodline.
Different ways, so that he can purify his bloodline and become a pure-blooded dragon."
"So "Cuiyulu" is about..." Chu Zihang became extremely excited.
"How does a hybrid evolve into a pure-blood dragon!" Xia Mi said loudly.
"That is to say, there is indeed a possibility..." Chu Zihang's voice lowered and he couldn't help but glance at Lu Mingfei.
Lu Mingfei ignored Chu Zihang's gaze and turned over on Nuonuo's lap, thinking that the junior sister had deceived the senior brother into lameness in one fell swoop.
Xia Mi and Chu Zihang were still standing upright against the wall and talking. Both of them were in high spirits. When they talked about important points, they sat down and drew on the same piece of paper with a pencil.
Xia Mi peeled an orange and handed half of it to Chu Zihang, who also took it.
"Very good..." Lu Mingfei thought.
Later, Lu Mingfei recalled that warm afternoon in the sun and felt that they had done nothing meaningful. The cruise ships on the Chicago River came and went, and "The Simpsons" was replayed on the TV. He was lying in the arms of his beautiful senior sister, who gave him
He massaged his head, while the handsome men and beauties on the left and right stood upright holding hardcover books.
Sometimes they discuss academics and sometimes chat, sometimes Xia Mi tells silly jokes, and sometimes Chu Zihang explains to Xia Mi the division of power in the academy.
This kind of afternoon sounds like a waste of life, but it's wonderful.
You always hope that this afternoon can be longer, more, and never end...
Two people who are destined to love each other must not leave any regrets.
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"You two, it's almost time to go to bed, right?" The clock on the wall showed that it was past twelve o'clock, Nono had already gone back to his room, and Xia Mi and Chu Zihang had been having an academic argument from the afternoon until now.
Lu Mingfei was bored and used the remote control to change the channel. American TV programs could never cheer him up. Since arriving in the United States, he felt that the Korean dramas and Princess Fairy Tales that were often shown at his aunt's house were not so boring. p>
The old guy who always talks late at night is talking about his talk show, which has spanned Europe, Asia and America for five thousand years, as if he has all the major events in the world under his control.
"How to sleep in separate beds?" Lu Mingfei asked.
The two people who were chatting happily were suddenly stunned. This was indeed a problem. They were still in the same room until now.
Xia Mi scratched his forehead and said, "How about I go sleep with Sister Nuonuo."
Lu Mingfei looked serious, how could he let you sleep in the same room with his senior sister? If you sleep in the same room with your senior sister, how can your senior brother appreciate your sleeping appearance? How can I insinuate my senior sister to make him think of you earlier?
Little girl, you are ruining your love!
So he quickly waved his hand, "Forget it, your sister Nuonuo is not used to sleeping with others."
"But I don't have the money to rent another room." Xia Mi said weakly, "This hotel is very expensive. I don't have enough money to live in a room by myself. I just bought a biscuit head before going abroad.
Spent all the money."
"What is a biscuit head?" Chu Zihang asked.
"The macro lens of a SLR camera is as thin as a biscuit. My cat gave birth to kittens, and I used it to take pictures of the kittens' growth diary."
"So I am very poor now." Xia Mi lowered his head.
"But you don't agree to let senior brother help you open another one?" Lu Mingfei said.
"That's another story!" Xia Mi said loudly, "I don't like to owe favors!"
"But this problem of separate beds must be solved."
"I don't care, anything is fine." Chu Zihang said, "I can sleep in the bathtub."
"No need... Senior Brother President is so handsome and rich. He is our current financial backer. How can he sleep in the bathtub?"
With a sly smile on his face, Xia Mi trotted up behind Chu Zihang and patted his back flatteringly, acting like a maid, "Take me in, don't you mean that you are a soft-hearted senior brother..."
"It's a senior from the History Department!" Lu Mingfei corrected her angrily.
"The room fee for... should be charged to the president? Why not charge my room fee to the president as well?" Xia Mi ignored Lu Mingfei.
"Hey, hey, didn't you say you don't like to owe favors?" Lu Mingfei said.
"This is not a debt of gratitude, it's just a friendly mutual assistance between brothers and sisters!" Xia Mi stuck out her tongue at him.
"It's okay to charge the room fee to me, but we can't let girls sleep in the bathtub." Chu Zihang said.
"Is there any other way to sleep?" Xia Mi smiled with narrowed eyes.
"Don't look at me, don't look at me... Why do you want me to sleep in the bathtub?" Lu Mingfei jumped up from the sofa.
"I didn't tell you to sleep in the bathtub! Can't we sleep together?"
"Sleep together?" Lu Mingfei's legs went weak.
"Are you afraid that I will eat you?" Xia Mi looked at Lu Mingfei eagerly.
"No...I'm afraid that senior sister will kill me..."
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"Are you asleep?" Lu Mingfei looked at the ceiling and asked softly.
"Not yet, I'm just thinking about something." The person next to the pillow was also looking at the ceiling, with the quilt covering his shoulders and his hands firmly placed under the quilt.
"Do you want a girl? Is it Xia Mi?"
"No..." Chu Zihang made him speechless, "It's just that I'm not used to sleeping with others. I'll be fine when I feel sleepy for a while. It's okay."
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"You are also using an iPhone. There is a wireless network here. Since I can't fall asleep... why not go online and watch again and again?" After a long silence, Lu Mingfei suggested.
"I don't know how to play Lianliankan. I can only play Monopoly. Don't you know? I didn't have a childhood."
Lu Mingfei turned his head and looked at the handsome face and neat eyelashes on the pillow. He had mixed feelings in his heart and no words could express them.
When he was in military training at Shilan High School, Lu Mingfei was able to hear the night talk in the girls' dormitory through the wall. The topic was "What will I do if I marry Chu Zihang?"
The hard-liners said they would resolutely push for it, the literary ones said they wanted Chu Zihang to tell bedtime stories every night, and the good wives and loving mothers said they wanted to raise him fat with his cooking skills, which is what they say to keep a man.
The stomach retains the man’s heart.
The career-oriented ones scorned that what kind of food could a young mistress of the Chu family do? She would definitely defeat her mother-in-law first, gain control of the household affairs, and secure her position as the top leader of the Chu family's inner court!
The one who stood out in the end was the warm-hearted one. A girl with a thin voice said, "If I were to hook up with him, I wouldn't want to think about anything else. I just want to watch him while he sleeps and count his eyelashes one by one."<
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The brothers who were listening to the corner with him were all stunned by the weak girl.
Nowadays, time flies by and time has passed. The girls who talked at night probably all have boyfriends, but the one in the corner is sleeping with Master Chu.
"I have taken advantage of all the advantages of senior brother! All the school girls can do is stare at me!" Lu Mingfei thought happily while counting Chu Zihang's eyelashes.
"Senior brother, do you know that the girls in Shilan used to say that if they catch you, they will lie next to you and count your eyelashes while you sleep?" Lu Mingfei felt that he should share this knowledge with his senior brother. p>
"Lu Mingfei, I asked you that question before, do you also feel that way?" Chu Zihang did not respond to his topic, but asked suddenly.
"What's the problem?" Lu Mingfei was stunned.
"It's just... I seem to have seen Xia Mi somewhere before."
Lu Mingfei said "Hey" and winked at Chu Zihang, "Brother, you look so much like that person now..."
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"Yeah, right! Just like the classic declaration of picking up girls by classmate Jia Baoyu when he first met classmate Lin Daiyu in "Dream of Red Mansions..."
"I have seen this sister before!"
"Shh." Chu Zihang frowned, "You are too loud, don't wake up Xia Mi."
"Sorry, sorry." Lu Mingfei quickly suppressed his smile. Senior brother has started to protect his wife, right?
He raised his eyebrows at Chu Zihang, "What if I feel the same way?"
"Then she should have been from Shilan Middle School before..." Chu Zihang said softly, "But why don't I have any impression of her?"
"Maybe, senior brother, please think about it again?" Lu Mingfei answered with certainty.
Chu Zihang looked at the ceiling, searched hard in his mind for a long time, and finally sighed, "Still nothing..."
"Like the leader of the dance troupe? Or the leader of the cheerleading team?" Lu Mingfei asked still unwillingly.
"I don't seem to have interacted with any of the things you mentioned." Chu Zihang said.
"Forget it..." Lu Mingfei changed the subject, "Why don't you talk about me."
Are you here? Chu Zihang looked stern.
"I am who I am. Although I have some weird abilities, senior brother, don't worry, we have always been good brothers." Lu Mingfei whispered.
Chu Zihang was silent for a long time, "Really?"
"Yeah." Lu Mingfei nodded, "So senior brother..."
"I will not report the specific circumstances of this mission to the academy." Chu Zihang interrupted him.
In fact, he also believes in Lu Mingfei. The two have always been good brothers.
It seems that I even said that I would help him blow out the axle of the wedding car? What a strange metaphor.
"I love you, senior brother." Lu Mingfei turned over and turned away from him, "Sleep well, good night."
"There's no need to use the word 'love'." Chu Zihang replied in a scholarly tone, but he didn't get a response for a long time.
He turned around and saw that Lu Mingfei was sleeping like a dead pig.
"It's so easy to fall asleep in seconds..." Chu Zihang rarely complained. He turned over and faced Xia Mi's bed, and began to do his daily half-hour required homework.
He suddenly found another bed not far away, and Xia Mi was also facing their bed.
The girl fell asleep quietly, the curtains were not closed, the moonlight shone on her soft forehead, the quilt was wrapped up to the back of her head, only revealing a delicate little face, with long eyelashes on her face.
The two shadows below can be counted one by one, as if counting time.
Chu Zihang's heart moved slightly. He had never observed a girl sleeping soundly at such a close range in his life. He suddenly understood why the girl Lu Mingfei mentioned wanted to look at him and count his eyelashes.<
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Because in front of the person you are most familiar with and closest to, what you think about may not be to touch her face or ask her to tell a story to make a fuss. What you think about is just to look at her sleeping face and count the time silently. That's right, there is an aura about Xia Mi that Chu Zihang is very familiar with. It's not a girl's familiarity with him, but the kind of memory imprinted on the taste, just like a child using gardenia when he was very young.