Chapter 60: The fight started!

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After walking out of the store, and walking for a while with Mordred on their backs, Chen Fan and Belia slowly slowed down, and finally stood there with frowns and thought.

Then, you looked at me and I looked at you, and I noticed the same confusion in each other's eyes.

In the end, Chen Fan was the first to speak: "I think that shop is not simple. Mordred must have really found an incredible place to conduct divination."

"The man named Chen is right," Mordred twirled his ponytail, feeling a little uneasy, "Did any of you notice when the chair appeared? What's even more frightening is that I didn't even think about it. I sat on it without thinking.”

"Moreover, that person actually said that she could get fairy dust. Most people probably don't even know what an extremely advanced alchemy material like fairy dust is, but she was so understated and even quite skilled..." Belia thought more and more. The more something went wrong, the cold sweat gradually appeared on the back.

After looking at each other again, Chen Fan, Belia and Mordred all rummaged around for the coins that the woman in the white suit had stuffed into her pocket, but they couldn't find them no matter how hard they searched.

"Okay," Chen Fan rummaged for a long time, then voluntarily gave up and continued, "If it's a blessing, don't be afraid. If it's a disaster, we can't hide from the disaster caused by the existence that can play tricks on the three of us and even deceive our subconscious. Well, let’s think about whether we can guess who that person is?”

"Pull him down. Since he didn't say his name at the beginning, he definitely won't let us guess it. If you don't believe it..." After saying that, Mordred paused, as if he wanted to recall something but forgot all about it. " Do you still remember the name of that fortune-telling shop?"

When Mordred said this, Chen Fan also realized that he had actually forgotten the name of the fortune-telling shop.

Seeing this, Mordred wanted to continue to taunt, but Belia put her hand on her shoulder and stopped the sarcasm that was about to come out: "It's okay if you can't remember it. None of the three of us can remember it. , It’s not shameful, but you should think about what the divination you can remember means.”

"It depends on whether this means long-term or short-term." Chen Fan originally wanted to confront Mordred, but gave up after Belia's palm also fell on his shoulder, "Tsk, we should have asked A careful one."

"Well, I think it should be short-term," shrugged his shoulders, Mordred told his reasons, "Look, I have been hanging out with you all this time, and the female fox has no intention of caring about it. , the things she has to deal with here may not be finished in a while, so we can eat, live and sleep together."

"What about the bond of blood?" Chen Fan curled his lips.

"It probably refers to Belia," Mordred patted Belia's palm on his shoulder, "Didn't she bleed heavily before? The sheets and everything were stained red, and she was exhausted all day long... Come to think of it, , Belia, is your implant okay?"

Subconsciously touching the corner of her forehead that was hidden under her bangs, which had really shrunk in the past two days, Belia felt a little embarrassed: "Well, don't worry about any more bleeding. I think what you said makes sense, Mordred." .”

"Of course! I am very smart!" Mordred puffed up his chest proudly and glanced at Chen Fan proudly.

Although he still feels that it is not that simple, Chen Fan currently wants to suppress Mordred's arrogance: "Well, Mordred, your intuition is really accurate, and I believe in it, but in the long run, it is accurate and reliable. Or is it different?"

Upon hearing what Chen Fan said, Mordred immediately clasped his hands together, lowered his head and admitted his mistake sincerely: "I'm very sorry, this time is indeed my problem. Although I found a store worth visiting, the danger is really dangerous. Please forgive me."

"It's okay," Chen Fan thought it didn't matter. Anyway, he could be resurrected even if something bad happened. "It was thrilling. In the end, we all got out safely. It's just that you lost an extra thirty pounds. Don’t you want me and Belia to make up?”

Just as he was about to say that I'm not as obsessed with money as you, Mordred was interrupted by Belia's serious words: "Chen Fan doesn't have any ideas. After all, he himself often does some unreasonable actions that can easily lead to death, but Mordred, I personally think that you should pay more attention to your intuition in the future and not regard it as the standard for all actions."

"Hello!"

Chen Fan was very unconvinced, but Mordred and Belia chose to ignore it.

"Well... I admit, what you said makes sense." Mordred admitted that he was wrong. "I will pay more attention to it in the future. Thank you for your advice."

"Have I said something similar to this?" Chen Fan was still very angry.

Turning to look at Chen Fan, Mordred grabbed his neck and laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, thank you very much for your advice. Is that okay now?"

Forced to bend down slightly, bowing his head even though he was clearly accepting thanks, Chen Fan became even more depressed.

Belia, on the other hand, saw Chen Fan and Mordred chatting happily, and instead of stopping them, she smiled slightly.

"Well, thank you. Let's continue shopping." After a while, Mordred took the initiative to let go of Chen Fan and looked at the various weird objects around him. "As an apology, what do you want to buy, as long as it's not too big?" Whatever is outrageous and within my ability, I will take care of it for you!"

After saying this boldly, Mordred did not wait for the expected cheers. He looked back at Chen Fan and Belia depressingly: "No, I said so, why are you two reacting so flatly? ?”

Belia spread her hands innocently: "I really don't know what I need to buy. This is the first time I have left Fuso when I have grown up, let alone coming to Imaiji. I know most of the things on the stalls here. I don’t know what it’s for, and I don’t really need to buy anything.”

"Uh..." Mordred thought about it carefully, and it turned out to be true, so he turned his attention to Chen Fan, "Where is Mr. Cai? Why are you so indifferent? This is not like you."

Chen Fanxin said that the good things I have seen far exceed your imagination. In terms of fine wine and food, not even Gilgamesh, the hero king in the world of Xingyue, can match it. How can I be tempted by a mere roadside product?

What's more, what I like is money, or real money, and I don't like things of high value.

Of course, Chen Fan was quite elegant: "That's because I don't like spending other people's money, and I don't want others to spend money for me. If possible, I use my own earned money to buy things. This is It should be."

Mordred was in awe: "Then, can you return the ten pounds to me?"

"..." Chen Fan almost lost his breath, but when he thought about what he had just said and Belia's appreciative gaze, he had to grit his teeth and take out his wallet, and with trembling hands he took out a few bills from it. "Based on the exchange rate, it should be almost enough, right?"

Mordred was amused by Chen Fan's trembling hands like Parkinson's. He laughed and pushed the money back: "Just a joke, just a joke. I already said it was my own fault. How could I let you Pay back the money? Hahahaha, surnamed Chen, not to mention, you are really interesting."

While he was laughing, from the corner of his eye, Mordred suddenly caught sight of a group of monks in red robes slowly approaching from the distance. He clicked his tongue in displeasure, pulled Chen Fan and Belia and walked into the crowd: " They are the bald donkeys of Tianzhu, it is best to stay away from them, the floating spirits there are not very normal, it is probably related to the confusion of the mythological system passed down from the ancient times of Tianzhu."

"There is nothing we can do about it. The indigenous gods lived well at first, but they encountered the invasion of other countries and gods. Because the geographical location was too advantageous but the local power was insufficient, it basically became a place of chaos in the age of gods. It was not until the gradual decline of the age of gods that the two unclear books "Mahabharata" and "Ramayana" were derived. Basically, it can be said that they are a stew of mythical origin books, resulting in many inheritances today. The problem……"

Chen Fan did have a certain understanding of Tianzhu. After all, he had taken it in history class. The teacher who taught the class at that time also complained that the gods in the late God Age had too much time to take care of themselves. This is why the protagonist of Tianzhu's mythology changed from the gods to the human tribe, and some inheritance was barely left behind. .

As for Buddhism, which originated in Tianzhu, it did not develop much there. Instead, it went to the Central Plains and integrated into the local culture, becoming more prosperous and flourishing, making the Central Plains the only country with two heroic spirits in modern times.

But before he finished speaking, Belia held down Chen Fan's head: "Stop talking now, they have already come over, and what you say may cause unnecessary conflicts."

After silently following Belia's words and keeping his voice in check, Chen Fan realized that not only the three of him, but also other customers in the market were making way for Tianzhu's floating spirits, with helpless expressions on their faces.

After the Tianzhu floating spirits gradually disappeared, Belia let go of Chen Fan's head.

Less than five seconds after his palm left his hand, Chen Fan continued to complain: "Although the myth system is chaotic and the spirit state is not very stable, there is a strange and powerful force in the chaos. No wonder everyone doesn't like it, but they don't take the initiative. Mess with these people.”

"There is no way. In the Age of Gods, in order to compete for this geomantic treasure land, various gods gave their power to mortals. As a result, the mortals who gained power would commit themselves to other gods from time to time, and their power became mottled. Complex and complex, they developed directly and later gave birth to a group of immortals. They were different from gods, but were endowed with great supernatural powers and magic power. This is one of the main features of Tianzhu mythology. It is said that ascetics can make any wish come true. The destructive power was concentrated into one body. As a result, the ascetics gained supernatural powers. The superiority of the ascetic saints over the gods was clearly presented in the narrative poems. Even in the Purana, which was considered a banned book, the origin of the universe was correct. This is also reflected.”

"In short, it's just a group of bellicose and profit-seeking gods who worked so hard that they ended up with a bunch of one-time self-destruction trucks that they couldn't handle." With a precise stab, Mordred wanted to continue to complain, but suddenly heard to the beep of the phone in your pocket.

Originally, he didn't want to take any more care, but his intuition was screaming at him to take out his phone right away, so Mordred paused the topic and took out his phone to see what the message was.

The next second, Mordred's entire face instantly turned pale.

As fast as lightning, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the wrists of Chen Fan and Belia. Before Mordred could say anything, he led the two of them towards the exit of the market, leaving Chen Fan confused: "No, what's wrong? Just leaving? It’s not even noon yet.”

"Stop talking nonsense." Mordred didn't want to talk to the arrogant Chen Fan. He turned around and glanced at Belia, who was still running with him even though he didn't know what was going on. His face was extremely serious: "'The Sin of Gluttony' 'Beelzebub and 'The Sin of Greed' Mammon have got into a fight out of nowhere."

As soon as he finished speaking, cell phone ringtones started ringing one after another, and the entire Imaiji seemed to have turned into a chaotic and weird music carnival venue.

Chen Fan and Belia were no exception, but at this time they didn't bother to take out their mobile phones to check. Belia directly picked up Chen Fan and clamped him around his waist, and hugged Mo Mo easily with his other hand. Dredd squatted down to gather strength: "This is too slow, which way to go?"

"Over there!" He quickly pointed in the direction of a tower that was not very far away. Mordred couldn't care less about dignity at this moment. "The female fox is there. The Special Reserve Bureau has a fast lane. It's not a problem to bring two more people. "

"Okay, then -" Before she could finish her words, Belia jumped up, leaving two footprints with spider web cracks on the ground, "Hold on!"

They stepped on the tops of passing vehicles and moved forward quickly. The owners whose cars were trampled did not have time to yell and curse. They just took a heartbroken glance and ran away with the crowd.

"So..." Seeing himself and others moving forward quickly with the help of Belia's violent advancement method, Chen Fan became calmer, "Why did Mammon and Beelzebub start fighting?"

Unexpectedly, Chen Fan was still thinking about asking this and that. Mordred looked at Belia who ran out two miles away in less than a minute, and said to herself that this method is worth learning: "I guess Maybe it's because of the origin issue. Mill's description of Mammon on page 36 of "Paradise Lost" is very eye-catching, because he is the one who built the extremely luxurious 'Temple of Demons' in hell. Mammon plays With his unique ability, he led the demons to unearth gold and various precious metals in the mountains of hell, and then used these things to decorate various rooms in the 'Ten Thousand Demons Palace'.

In fact, Mammon's paranoid love for treasures already existed when he was a holy angel and served God in heaven. There is also a description of him in the Gospel of Matthew: "No one can serve two masters. If you love one, you must hate the other." If you love God, then you cannot be obsessed with wealth!' At that time, all he cared about was gold, silver and precious stones, not his 'Lord'.

If it symbolizes greed for wealth, it means wasting food in a narrow sense, but in a broad sense it means being "addicted" to something, such as alcoholism, drug abuse, hoarding unnecessary items, indulging in gambling and fun without making progress, etc. If you eat too much, you might be able to create the most powerful 'sin'! "