AWB Chapter 365
Chapter 365
"Wait a minute, I'm going to the bathroom."
"I'm going too. I drank too much water."
After visiting the exhibition, it was already afternoon. Several people came to Dongdaemun Street. When Liu Xin and others saw the public toilet nearby, they immediately started shouting.
"You guys go ahead, I'll wait for you here."
The three of them ran to the toilet. Lu Qingfeng looked around and became interested in some of the stalls around them.
Because it is very close to the Forbidden City, the stalls here sell small commodities with a strong ancient flavor, as well as souvenirs that imitate the Forbidden City's cultural relics.
Things like the Qianlong Golden Ou Yonggu Cup, the portable mirror, the Twelve Flower God Cups, etc. are all very interesting.
He started walking around by himself.
Passing by an uncle's stall, there are many masks, mainly opera masks, and there is also a colorful painted mask with a green face and fangs, shaped like an evil ghost.
"Boss, what is this?"
"Oh, this is a Nuo opera mask, an ancient folk culture. People used to wear it on their faces when offering sacrifices to gods, exorcising ghosts, and warding off plagues and epidemics."
Lu Qingfeng felt that the mask had a unique beauty, so he picked one up and put it on his face.
"Little brother, do you want to take one back?"
Seeing that he was interested, the boss began to sell him the product.
"how much is it?"
"Not expensive, two hundred and eighty."
Lu Qingfeng was startled.
Although he is no longer short of money, his frugal habits have not changed. He feels that it is not worth it to sell a wooden mask at this price.
He felt that the boss was taking advantage of him.
Just take off the mask and leave.
The boss saw it and immediately called him over.
"Hey, hey, hey, don't go, bro. The price is negotiable."
"How much lower can you lower the price?"
"You try again."
Lu Qingfeng hesitated for a moment. He really liked this mask.
"Then... one hundred."
"make a deal."
The boss's straightforwardness made Lu Qingfeng roll his eyes. What a profiteer!
"Boss, I still feel like I made a mistake buying this. Are you giving me a face mask like this?"
Standing in front of the stall, Lu Qingfeng couldn't save face and finally paid the money, but he was still unwilling in his heart, so he wanted to find some psychological comfort.
The boss was giving him a bag to put the mask in. When he heard what he said, he looked up at him.
Stared at by the young man with pleading eyes, she subconsciously agreed.
"Okay, but this one won't work. I'll give you this one."
The boss took an upper half face mask from the corner and gave it to him.
The base color of the mask is white, with red and black lines outlining the eye sockets, face, and ears. It is the kind of fox mask that often appears in anime.
Lu Qingfeng didn't like it very much, but it was better than nothing, so he just put it on his face.
"Hello, could you please give me an interview?"
After buying things and about to go back, I heard a voice speaking not very standard Mandarin behind me.
When I turned around, I saw a reporter holding a microphone and a photographer carrying a camera.
Lu Qingfeng still remembered these two people. They were the news team from Fuso TBS TV that he met when he was visiting an exhibition before.
I didn't expect to meet you here again.
神さま(God-sama)!
Lu Qingfeng turned around, and the face wearing the fox mask appeared before his eyes. The reporters and photographers were also stunned.
In the mythology of Fuso, there is a god named Inari, who is commonly known as the God of Three Foxes. Because he is the god in charge of grain and food harvest, he is the most worshipped god in Fuso.
There are more than 50,000 shrines of various sizes dedicated to the god Inari in Fuso.
According to legend, the messenger of the Inari God who is responsible for delivering messages to the human world is a fox, also known as the God of Inari.
There are many Inari shrines dedicated to the fox god in Japan. At the most famous Fushimi Inari Shrine in Kyoto, you can see numerous fox statues.
The shrines in Fuso hold religious ceremonies every year, called festivals.
Therefore, fox masks as the image of gods' messengers often appear in festivals and can be regarded as a hidden Japanese culture. In Fuso, this kind of mask is called fox mask.
Fuso religious beliefs are part of its culture, but the two Fuso people also know that the so-called gods are just legends that embody good wishes.
But at the moment the young man turned around, he still had the illusion that the fox god had descended.
He has a body proportion that looks extremely harmonious from a visual perspective, clean and healthy skin, raven-feather-like hair, a clear jawline, and thin lips.
The upper half of the face, covered by the fox mask, exudes a mysterious air.
Through the eye area of the mask, the boy's narrow and long fox eyes looked like a real god.
It was a visual illusion, but in my heart I felt astonished that the "Lord God" had arrived.
It was just a brief moment, and when he came to his senses, Lu Qingfeng had already taken off his mask, revealing a face that was more handsome than that of domestic idols.
"OK."
"Ah, oh oh oh."
For the first time in his many years of visiting career, the Japanese reporter felt panicked and quickly stretched out the microphone.
"We're from TBS Television in Japan, here to film the Forbidden City's 600th anniversary celebrations. Excuse me, are you also here to participate in the exhibition?"
"Yes."
"your name?"
"Lu Qingfeng?"
“What do you think about the exhibition?”
"I was deeply moved and gained a deeper understanding of the achievements of Chinese civilization throughout history. I also welcome people from all over the world to visit China."
"okay, thank you."
It was a very simple interview, and Lu Qingfeng handled it easily.
After saying that, he took the things he bought and left.
Only two reporters were left standing there, continuing to film his back as he left with their cameras.
……
"came back."
After returning from the Palace Museum exhibition, the four of them returned to school. In dormitory 316, Wu Yong was studying and greeted the three people who had returned.
"Brother Fei, it's a pity you didn't go this time. You could have seen so many precious cultural relics."
After entering the dormitory, several people took off their coats.
The heating in Peking University dormitories has started in December and it is much warmer than outside.
"There's no other way. Our homeroom teacher wants to talk to us about something, so we have to go."
Wu Yongfei shrugged helplessly.
"Let's talk about it next time. By the way, Qingfeng has a package for you. I left it on your desk."
"My delivery?"
Lu Qingfeng, who had just put away the mask he bought, felt a little strange when he heard this.
He remembered that he hadn't bought anything online recently.
I walked to the desk and saw a small express box on it. Looking at the shipping address, I saw that it was delivered from Shenzhen.
I opened it with some doubts. There wasn't much inside, just a plastic toy knife and a piece of paper with a few words written on it.
Go update now!
Lu Qingfeng looked at the paper, then at the plastic knife; then at the paper, then at the plastic knife, and slowly figured out what was going on.
Damn, which reader sent me a razor blade?