The immortal who travels the world

Chapter 745 Bookstore
The furnishings in the bookstore are simple, without any modern tools.

Not to mention air conditioners, TVs, etc., there are no lights.

Only on the table next to it was a rusty bronze lamp.

All this seems to indicate that this is a backward era.

Lu Yan stood up from the rattan chair and walked towards the door of the store.

But before he stepped out, the notification sound of the reincarnation system rang crazily.

【warn!warn! 】

[The host should not leave the scope of the bookstore, otherwise it will be considered a mission failure. 】

After hearing the prompt, Lu Yan stopped in time, his brows gradually furrowed.

If the scope of activities is only so small, unless a customer walks into the bookstore on his own initiative, he will not even have a chance to reach a consensus with the customer.

However, although he couldn't leave the shop, he still used the shop door as a window to observe the scene outside.

After observing quietly for a while, he was slightly relieved.

Judging from the outside situation, his bookstore is located on the street, and there are quite a lot of pedestrians coming and going.

Maybe there will be a pedestrian with brain twitch running in at any time.

Fortunately, the reincarnation system has a conscience and didn't move the bookstore into the deep mountains and old forests. Otherwise, I don't know how many years it would have to wait to meet a customer.

Putting aside the problem of the source of customers, Lu Yan still squatted at the door of the store, silently observing the situation outside.

By the way, the outside is an ancient scene, and pedestrians in coarse linen can be seen everywhere.

It's really not easy to judge which world this is from just such a scene.

……

This is a gorgeous palace with colorful gold makeup.

The golden furnace is full of auspicious mist, and from time to time there is a curl of purple mist.

Outside the palace, soldiers stood on the left and right, neatly on guard, as if they were waiting for something.

At this moment, there was an insolent voice coming from the hall.

"Pear blossoms bring rain to fight for beauty, and peony cages make up smoke. But if you have to be enchanting, you can move, and take back Changle to serve the king!"

Before the words fell, there was another burst of hearty laughter.

In the main hall, a man of mighty stature was holding a brush in his hand, still laughing, and staring at a portrait of a woman on the wall.

The ink on the poem next to the portrait is still wet, it is the one that the man recited before.

There were many people standing behind the man, and after seeing that poem, their expressions changed a little.

Prime Minister Shang Rong looked around, couldn't help but took a step forward, cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty, Nu Wa is the righteous god of ancient times, the blessed Lord of all peoples, now Your Majesty..."

Having said this, Shang Rong gritted his teeth, and continued: "Your Majesty's poems today are blasphemy against the Holy Spirit, without any sincerity, and offended the Holy Spirit. May Your Majesty wash it with water."

The man called His Majesty didn't turn his head back, and said with a smile: "Ai Qing doesn't need to say much, but seeing Nuwa's peerless appearance alone, and writing poems of praise, what's wrong?"

The civil and military officials in the main hall nodded silently. They had already said this, and they couldn't say anything more.

After all, the Emperor is infallible.

When Di Xin turned around, he could also feel that the atmosphere was not right at this time, so he shook his head.

"Disappointing, let's go back to court."

……

Inside the bookstore.

Lu Yan was lying on the wicker chair dangling in boredom.

The main reason was that the activity area was too small, and there were no customers entering the store, so he couldn't even find someone to find out which world it was.

During this time, he has searched everything in the store.

The books in the bookstore are also pitifully few, just ten.

Otherwise, this is a bookstore, no one would guess what this store is for.

Just when Lu Yan was a little irritable with nothing to do.

Suddenly, the outside of the store became noisy.

Finally something happened, Lu Yan got up quickly, leaned against the door of the store, and listened carefully to the discussions of the common people on the street.

"Your Majesty Luanyu has returned to the city!"

"Have you reached the south gate yet? Hurry up and burn incense and set a fire."

There was a lot of noise outside the shop, and many people who opened the shop hurriedly turned around and entered the house without closing their stalls.

Teams of iron cavalry galloped past on the street, and the scene looked very chaotic.

The people in the whole city are busy, and every household decorates and lays carpets, as if it is a festival.

In Chaoge, His Majesty is the sky.

Whether it is traveling or driving back, its specifications can be called a waste of time and money.

But it has to be like this, the clothes of all nations worship the crown, and what they pay attention to is that they conform to the etiquette.

Lu Yan didn't move at all.

Mainly he still doesn't know what's going on, and if someone really came into the store to ask him to prepare these things...

He didn't think it was a bad thing, at least he could communicate with people.

Houses in this era generally have one floor and one ground floor, which will not obscure the view.

Three thousand cavalry, eight hundred imperial guards, and hundreds of civil and military officials accompanied them.

With such a battle, you can see a large swath of Swiss flags swaying and red feathers swaying from a long distance away.

Slowly move from the direction of the south gate of Chaoge City to the palace in the center of the city.

Lu Yan pressed his temple, feeling a little headache.

From the conversations of those common people, he could tell that this place seemed to be the Shang Dynasty.

But here's what confuses him.

He experienced it in the Shang Dynasty, how could it be so advanced at that time.

Yes, compared with the Shang Dynasty in his impression, this era is still more advanced.

At that time, everyone used shells and tortoise shells as currency for transactions.

However, from his observations, the people in front of them all use coins such as copper coins.

Moreover, the clothes and various details of the people show that this is not a normal Shang Dynasty.

Some sighed helplessly.

Still the same problem, the scope of activities is too small, and there is really no way to determine the situation in this world.

He also tried to greet people outside, but the strange thing was that no matter how loud he shouted, the people outside didn't seem to hear him.

Only then did he know what activity area restrictions are.

Don't talk about people, even the voice can't get out.

Lu Yan frowned, and returned to lie down on the rattan chair.

That's all, just wait slowly.

A store opened in a downtown area, but he couldn't believe that no one came in.

Even if this possibility is not very high, there is no other way.

He has observed that the facade of this shop is as dilapidated as the interior furnishings.

Based on common sense, even the rogues on the street probably wouldn't bother to go to this kind of shop to collect protection money.

Lu Yan lay on the rattan chair and closed his eyes.

Looking forward to opening again, there will be guests coming.

Unfortunately not.

After repeating this several times, he felt sleepy for no reason.

There was nothing wrong with him, so he simply fell asleep.

When you fall asleep, time loses its meaning.

Either sleep enough to wake up, or be woken up by someone.

In short, Lu Yan felt that he could accept these two possibilities.

until……

Bang bang bang!
A crisp knock sounded on the door.

"Is there anyone please?"

(End of this chapter)