The immortal who travels the world

Chapter 12

Three buns, one for each person.

Not at all hungry.

After eating the buns, Duan Jianhui asked, "Aren't you a homeless person, where did you get the money to buy the buns?"

"I didn't buy this bun," Lu Yan said.

When he came back, he saw a student running to the school in a hurry, throwing the unfinished buns into the trash can.

He picked it up and felt quite warm to the touch, so he brought it back for everyone to eat.

"???"

……

in the afternoon.

The temperature in midsummer is sultry, and the cicadas chirping are unbearable.

Several people did not go out.

Lu Yan was lying on the sofa with Duan Jianhui's mobile phone in his arms and playing with relish.

He is now very interested in this thing called a cell phone.

After living for so long, this is the first time he has seen such a magical thing, just a small box with so much information hidden in it.

What forums, news, movies and the like.

You can know the world's major events without leaving home, and he searched for the god of death, but he did not expect that the world is actually a movie.

What the film tells is what happened in that world, without him.

Addicted to his phone, he didn't realize that Duan Jianhui was so bored that he almost fell asleep.

Duan Jianhui was lying on the table looking at Lu Yan, which was strange.This guy named Lu Yan, although his brain doesn't seem to have any problems, he is always interested in some things he is used to.

just like.

Never seen anything like this?
……

Lu Yan frowned.

He saw a post on the forum claiming to be an equestrian enthusiast.

The owner of the post was asking what the reincarnation system was. According to the owner, he was transported to the world of bright swords by the reincarnation system, and just heard the leader shouting for the cavalry company to charge.

Fortunately, he recognized that this was the plot of the cavalry company destroying the cavalry, and secretly ran away on horseback.After hiding in the east, it was not easy to get back to the real world after seven days.

The comments below the post are all mocking the landlord for having a problem with his mind.

But Lu Yan didn't think so, he knew that the reincarnation system was real.

So the owner of the reincarnation system is more than oneself.

Randomly bind the host, or is there any other criterion?
Lu Yan opened the comment, ready to ask carefully.

But the post suddenly disappeared.

The interface becomes a 404.

He pointed to the phone and asked Duan Jianhui what was going on.

"Maybe the post has been deleted. There are Internet police on the Internet, and they can't say anything."

Duan Jianhui answered truthfully.

Lu Yan nodded clearly. He could understand this. Although this was the era when he had seen the most free speech for the people, there were still things he couldn't say.

He had seen the Literary Prison in the Ming Dynasty.

He searched for the reincarnation system on the forum, and many posts popped up, but none of them were what he was looking for.

Has it all been deleted?

Lu Yan thought silently.

……

For several days, nothing happened.

Peng Zhi and Duan Jianhui would go out in the evening and only come back in the early morning. Occasionally, they seemed to be injured when they came back. They said they were at work.

The reincarnation system did not move either.

I don't know how long it will take to start the next experience of the world.

In the past few days, Lu Yan has almost understood some basic conditions of this era.

It won't make a crime of knocking open the window glass to take things.

During this period of time, he had seen a lot of posts about the reincarnation system on the forum, but the posts would disappear after a long time.

It seems that there is a mysterious force monitoring the network 24 hours a day.

The three had dinner.

Duan Jianhui and Peng Zhi slumped on the sofa clutching their bulging stomachs.

"Lu Yan, you can even run a restaurant with this skill." Peng Zhi exclaimed.

Lu Yan smiled implicitly and said, "It's alright, by the way, how about you guys, are you going to work?"

Suddenly cold.

After a while, Duan Jianhui laughed dryly: "What kind of work are you going to, how comfortable it is to play."

"Too."

Lu Yu's tone was still so kind.

Bang bang bang!
The knock on the door didn't sound very polite.

"I'm going to open the door." Peng Zhi got up and walked towards the door, cursing as he walked: "Come on, who's calling the soul!"

Opening the door, three burly men stood at the door.

The leader is a bald head, which seems to be waxed, smooth and reflective.

Looking at Peng Zhi with a bald head, he grinned.

A slap slapped Peng Zhi's shoulder, causing Peng Zhi's body to tremble.

"Haha, Xiaozhi, what's wrong? You forgot about me recently?"

"Big, big brother, you smoke, come in and sit down?"

Peng Zhi obediently took out the cigarette case and handed it to the three big men in front of him.

The three took Peng Zhi's cigarettes, pushed him away and walked into the room.

"Yo, Xiaohui is also here, who is this friend?"

Brother Da Biao came to the kitchen to boil a pot of water with a kettle, and then Damascus had to sit on the sofa.

Lu Yan sat obediently on the stool with a kind expression: "Hello, my name is Lu Yan."

Brother Da Biao felt that this person seemed a little weird, but he didn't particularly care, and turned his head to look at Duan Jianhui and the two.

"What are you two doing recently? Why is the performance in heaven and earth so poor."

Brother Da Biao's tone sounded a little unkind.

"Brother Da Biao, the venue we watched didn't have many guests, and there are still people from the Qinglong Gang to make trouble these days." Peng Zhi felt a little aggrieved.

Duan Jianhui also echoed: "Yeah, Brother Da Biao, the number of troubles has increased, and the guests don't like to come."

When the water in the kettle boiled, Brother Da Biao stood up and came over with the kettle.

The two were a little unclear.

"So why did I ask you two little gangsters to watch the show?" Brother Da Biao said, before the two could answer, he smashed the water bottle in his hand on Peng Zhi's forehead.

With a scream, Peng Zhi fell to the ground, and his forehead was red because he was hit by the kettle or was hot.

He curled up on the ground, trembling constantly, his hands subconsciously wanted to cover his forehead, and he was worried that he would hurt the wound.

"Big, Brother Dabiao..." Duan Jianhui came to Peng Zhi's side, watching his tragic state, he was terrified.

"Kneel down." Brother Da Biao said lightly.

thump!
Duan Jianhui knelt before him without hesitation.

Brother Da Biao stretched out the kettle in front of the two of them, tilted it slightly, and the scalding hot water formed a water column and poured it onto the ground.

"do not move."

The two did not dare to move immediately.

Seeing that the hot water poured out of the kettle was almost pouring onto Duan Jianhui's knees.

"It's not good for you to treat them like this."

In fact, Lu Yan didn't have much interest in dealing with this kind of thing.

Just like when Duan Jianhui and the others came back, they were injured, and he didn't take the initiative to ask, saying that he wanted to help them get justice or something.

But let him watch the people he knows being bullied in front of him, he can't do it.

(End of this chapter)