Being a tour guide for historical celebrities, the motherland is amazed again

Chapter 154 There are more people driving here
Wang Mang was so frightened that he quickly closed the window, drew the curtains, jumped onto the bed, and covered himself tightly with the quilt.

"What meteorite?" Liu Xiu was confused by Wang Mang's sudden reaction. He walked to the window and looked out.

"Ah!" A panicked scream came from downstairs. All the young ladies at the store entrance had disappeared. A bald uncle didn't have time to hide in the store, so he had to use his briefcase to protect his head and drag his fat body away with difficulty.

"Were they hit by a meteorite?" Before Liu Xiu could come to his senses, he saw several bright white flames streaking across the sky, followed by crackling sounds coming from the roof of the shop downstairs.

Another meteorite hit the glass, and the huge floor-to-ceiling window shattered to the ground.

Listening to the noises outside, Wang Mang huddled in his bed and shivered.

"Xiu'er, stop looking and don't attract meteorites to us again."

Liu Xiu ignored Wang Mang and just stared at the night sky curiously for a while. Seeing that no more meteorites fell, he lowered the curtains, turned around and lifted Wang Mang's quilt.

"The meteorite has passed, come out."

"Is it really over?" Wang Mang clutched the quilt tightly, still feeling a lingering fear.

"Really? It's just a few stones. Look how timid you are." Liu Xiu said sarcastically.

"I guess the meteorite won't hit you." Wang Mang snorted in dissatisfaction.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Liu Xiu opened the door and saw Su Jiahe walk straight into the room.

"Uncle Wen, Brother Wang, I just saw a meteor shower in the sky. Are you okay?"

"We are fine, it's just that a store downstairs was smashed." Liu Xiu said lightly.

Seeing Su Jiahe, Wang Mang jumped out of bed and started to complain to Su Jiahe.

"Jia He, I just had a few words with him, and he summoned a meteorite to hit me."

After hearing Wang Mang say this, Liu Xiu was speechless.

"I've said it so many times, I didn't cause the meteorite."

"Then why do meteorites fall from the sky when I'm with you?" Wang Mang asked Liu Xiu.

"How would I know? Maybe you were born to be screwed." Liu Xiu sat back on his bed and rolled his eyes at Wang Mang.

"Okay, Brother Wang, don't blame Uncle Wen," Su Jiahe said quickly. "Last time we went to Iceland, we encountered a meteor shower. Is it possible that your constitution makes you more likely to attract meteorites?"

"That... seems to make sense." Wang Mang suddenly realized, "Then my physique is really unlucky. What if a meteorite hits me and kills me one day?"

"What can I do? Otherwise, you will have a big pot on your head when you go out next time?" Liu Xiu said gloatingly.

"Go away." Wang Mang glared at Liu Xiu.

"Since the meteorite has passed, you should go to bed early. We still have to travel tomorrow." After Su Jiahe said this, he returned to his room.

At this time, Liu Xiu was sitting aside, laughing from ear to ear.

"Haha, Wang Mang, ah Wang Mang, in the Battle of Kunyang, I led 20,000 troops to attack your army of hundreds of thousands. It was a desperate battle. I never thought you could actually bring a meteorite upon yourself. God is truly helping our Han Dynasty!"

"You..." Wang Mang felt very aggrieved, but didn't know what to say. He could only sigh and lie down on the bed.

"Tell me, could it be that because I'm a time traveler and have revealed the secrets of heaven, the gods have sent down meteorites to forcibly wipe me out?"

"Hmm, that's possible. By the way, aren't you going to check out that shop downstairs? The meteorite has passed, hurry up and go," Liu Xiu teased. "What do you take me for? I'm not going!" Wang Mang immediately refused. "Let's talk about something positive. That meteorite might just be a warning to us."

"You're still blaming me, but you were the one who went over there first."

"I won't look at it anymore, okay?" Wang Mang covered himself with the quilt again.

In the indescribable shop downstairs, the owner saw that there were no more meteorites falling from the sky, so he quickly asked someone to clean up the glass debris and called the young ladies out to continue soliciting customers. After a while, the laughter came from upstairs again.

"It's so noisy! The soundproofing in this hotel is not good at all!" Wang Mang turned over irritably and pressed the pillow on his ears.

"Let them quarrel. As long as my heart is at peace, I don't care how they quarrel." Liu Xiu turned off the lights and fell asleep calmly.

It wasn't until two or three in the morning that things gradually quieted downstairs. The next morning, when Wang Mang got up, he still had dark circles under his eyes.

"Brother Wang, you didn't sleep well? Are you not used to living here?" Su Jiahe asked hurriedly with concern when she saw Wang Mang looking tired.

"It's okay, but the noise outside is a bit loud?"

"Where's that sound? Why didn't I hear it?"

"It's nothing, maybe... there are too many cars on the street." Wang Mang waved his hand.

"Yes, there are more people driving in Japan." Liu Xiu and Wang Mang also said perfunctorily.

Hearing Liu Xiu say this, Wang Mang's expression suddenly froze.

Driving...that's a double entendre.

Although Liu Xiu didn't know what driving meant in the modern context, he happened to hit the mark by accident.

After leaving the hotel, they headed straight for their destination - the Yasukuni Shrine.

"Is this the ghost temple?" Standing at the door of the sacred toilet, Liu Xiu couldn't help but clench his fists again.

"Yes, after the invasion of China, Xiao Ri built this sacred toilet to enshrine war criminals, the main figures who launched the invasion of Xia Country." Su Jiahe said, "I brought you here to let you know more about the crimes of Japan."

The three of them lined up and entered the sacred toilet. Seeing the war criminals being enshrined on high, Su Jiahe and Wang Mang looked very solemn, while Liu Xiu was trembling with anger.

"Miss Su, what do these signs say?"

Su Jiahe used her phone to scan and translate the text on the sign, then read it aloud to Liu Xiu one by one.

Hearing that the heinous crimes committed by those war criminals against the Xia Kingdom were all touted as achievements, Liu Xiu gradually became increasingly enamored. Su Jiahe couldn't read any further and couldn't help but shed tears of grief and indignation.

“Jiahe, I remember decades ago, the people of Xia protested against the practice of worshipping at the shrine. How come after all these years, this shrine still hasn’t been demolished?” Wang Mang said indignantly.

"Yes, we protested many times afterward, but they still went to worship, and they have never apologized for the history of that time."

"What? They've committed countless atrocities in my Xia Kingdom and haven't even apologized? There are so many people in Xia Kingdom, why hasn't anyone come to smash this damned temple!" Liu Xiu's eyes widened in anger, and his voice rose eight octaves, as if he were about to take action himself at any moment.

"Uncle Wen, calm down." Su Jiahe quickly pulled Liu Xiu back.

Just then, a crisp sound came from behind the three of them. When they turned around, they saw that a window of the sanctuary had been smashed by something.

A staff member immediately went to check, but just as he reached the window, an unidentified object suddenly flew in and hit him squarely on the forehead.