The big guy dressed as a waste of wood [System]

The robber with the gun pressed Song Chaoyan's head with the muzzle of the gun, and at the same time wanted to wrap his hands around his neck.

The foreigner Aji, who had been staring at Song Chaoyan, couldn't help but groan when he saw the hostage-taking scene, and subconsciously glanced at Li Daochang beside him.

Daoist Li lifted up his sleeves, and he was a little excited: "Master Daoist, are you going to use your kung fu to strangle you to save someone?"

Li Daochang's hand holding up his clothes paused: What are you pinching... Pinching?

After a while, Li Daochang realized, oh, Chinese Kung Fu.

Then, under the gaze of Aji's pale golden eyes, he took out his half-new mobile phone from his priestly robe, and pressed the alarm call.

Aggie: ...

While calling the police, the Taoist chief said to Aji: "The kung fu of resisting bullets like in film and television dramas does not exist. When we learn kung fu, we should focus on strengthening our bodies."

Hearing Li Daochang's words, Aji couldn't help but feel sad and lost again. Could it be that his dream of martial arts, his dream of cultivating immortals, was just shattered? Then he glanced at Song Chaoyan worriedly.

I saw the robber, a shot went off, and the bullet hit Song Chaoyan straight in the head.

Before the people around were startled, the robber yelled out with a frightened face: "Damn, I didn't want to shoot!"

He just grabs something, and if he really shoots, he will have to sit in jail, which is not worth the candle.

Aji couldn't help but wanted to close his eyes, and the people around who saw this scene couldn't help screaming.

However, after the gunshots, Song Chaoyan had nothing to do, and stood where he was.

The bullet that clearly flew towards Song Chaoyan shattered into pieces and landed at the robber's feet.

Robber: Shouldn't he... be thankful?

Aji, who hadn't had time to close his eyes: ...

Passers-by screamed halfway through, but the screams stopped abruptly: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Aji dazedly tugged on Li Daochang's sleeve, and said in a daze: "Daoist, this is what you said...doesn't exist?"

Li Daochang doubted life for a second, but he still insisted on believing in science: "Yes...it doesn't exist."

"Then what's going on here." Aji believed in his eyes even more.

Li Daochang replied decisively: "Head, too iron."

Aggie: ...

After the iron-headed boy Song Chaoyan was shot, he snatched the robber's gun with his backhand, threw him to the ground, and put the gun on his head when he was about to get up.

At the same time, Zhang Hang, a special police officer who was handling other cases nearby, arrived just in time, pulled out his gun from a distance, pointed it at Song Chaoyan's head, and shouted: "Let go of that hostage!"

Song Chaoyan: ...

Li Daochang who was nearby corrected him, unable to bear to look directly at him: "The one you are pointing at is the hostage, and the one on the ground is the kidnapper."

Zhang Hang: ...

The hostages are powerful enough.

Zhang Hang smiled awkwardly, walked to Song Chaoyan's side, and handcuffed the gun-wielding robber on the ground.

Aji came over and asked excitedly: "Brother, your iron head skills just now are really good. Can you teach me?"

Song Chaoyan, based on the idea that more things are worse than less things, feels that supernatural things should not appear on the earth: "Nothing, this is a fake gun, just listen to it, and it won't hurt."

When he got the gun just now, he took care of the gun. After all, the shooting with a real gun was too serious. The robber probably didn't want to shoot, or the halo was playing tricks. question.

Aji: "...So that's the case." Bai was excited.

Zhang Hang glanced thoughtfully at the bullet fragments on the ground, but did not expose his lies, and asked Song Chaoyan to go back with him to record a statement.

The robber was handed over to the nearby policeman. He let Song Chaoyan into his car and said in a very natural tone: "Brother, that one just now is a real gun, right?"

The words of the Song Dynasty are as stable as Mount Tai: "Fake."

Zhang Hang stopped at a red light intersection: "Hell, there are no outsiders here, it's okay. I felt the spiritual power fluctuate just now, which one is yours? Kyoto is now strictly controlled, and it is not allowed to use spiritual power in front of others. , Fortunately, it was me who met, otherwise I would have to report criticism and make a note by the way."

After finishing speaking, he rubbed a spark with his bare hands in a blind spot where outsiders could not see, and reported his family name: "The Taoist Zhang family, Zhang Hang."

Song Chaoyan felt the aura around him, and said in surprise: "I'll go, my flower planter really has immortal cultivators."

Zhang Hang: "...Aren't you too?"

No, they are different, he is time-traveling.

But it was definitely not the answer, Song Chaoyan made an excuse: "I'm a wild man, I haven't seen the world."

"Don't you have a teacher?" Zhang Hang saw Song Chaoyan nodding, his eyes lit up, "Are you interested in being my junior brother? Our teacher is very good. We are listed in the company, and we also pay five insurances and one gold."

Song Chaoyan: ...

"No, no, I'm used to being wild, thank you." Song Chaoyan rejected him, and by the way asked a question that had troubled him for many years, "Is there really a dragon group above us?"

Zhang Hang: ...Why do you like to ask such questions.

After recording the statement, Song Chaoyan said goodbye to Zhang Hang, who wanted to recruit him into the teacher's school, and tossed for a day.

It's getting dark.

A man is walking down the street.

It's not far from his home on Earth.

It was a coincidence that Wei Zelai and the two of them were teleported to his earth.The location was near his home, and he walked to the gate of his community after wandering around.

His parents on earth and his younger brother are inside.

I don't know if I should just meet up by the way.

I don't think it's too necessary.

His parents already have a new life.

So is he.

After all, there is still some fate missing.

When he was still on Earth, he was not very close to his parents.

It's not that there is any conflict in the family, it's just because I'm too busy.

Parents got married too early and gave birth to him too early. They were just catching up with the development period of their careers, so they had him out of nowhere.

Grandparents have uncle's children to take care of, and grandparents also have their grandchildren to take care of. No one has the energy to take care of him.

Both parties wanted each other to bring more children, but the result was that neither party cared about it.

Mom took a step back and often took vacations before he turned one year old, and was almost fired by the company.Later, I asked my father to take him with him, and my father took him for a while. After taking him with him, the two of them became impatient.

When he can go to and from school by himself, he simply won't pick up the connection.

When he came home from school, the house was empty, and it was often his mother who left him a note, saying that the food was in the refrigerator and asked him to heat it up in the microwave.

At that time, it was still on the rise, and my parents often worked overtime at the company for several days, and they didn't see anyone for several days.

When I was a child, I was afraid of the dark. Sometimes I would turn on all the people in the house by myself, and the lights were brightly lit all night. When I woke up, my parents still didn't come back.The lights went off one after another, as if nothing had happened.

Occasionally, if it is discovered, it will be educated not to waste electricity like this.

The most fearful thing is that when the power goes out, the curtains will float up like ghosts, and the quilt will cover your head and sweat and dare not come out.

Later, I gradually got used to it, and dared to go to the toilet alone in the dark at night.

I can't see people in daily life, let alone go to the amusement park with him, play with the rocking car with him, or wash the sand with him.Even parent-teacher meetings are often absent.

Falling down at home, he cries.The father who drew drawings all night not only would not come to comfort him, but also told him not to cry in a very irritable tone, which made him tired of crying.

Afterwards, his mother would quarrel with his father, saying that you are the one who will give birth to the child, and you will not take care of it when it is born, and what exactly do you want.

Later, he stopped doing things deliberately, trying to get his parents' attention.

But he did not deny that his parents cared about him, but everyone was too busy and too young.

He showed up at the wrong time.

So much so that he never felt like he had no home until Song Shixing gave him a home.

Song Chaoyan stopped at the entrance of the community for a while, thinking that he should not go.When he turned around, he bumped into a little Douding.

He holds a lollipop in his left hand and a helium balloon in his right.

Then came a familiar voice and a familiar figure.

His father and his mother.

"Yiyi, quickly apologize to my brother." His mother looked older than that time, with crow's feet on the corners of her eyes, and apologized to him in a polite and distant tone, "I'm sorry, the child ran too fast."

I don't know anymore.

That's right, it's reincarnation after all, it's not what it used to be.

Xiao Douding's eyes were sharp, and he raised his head and apologized to him in a sweet voice: "Brother, I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Song Chaoyan smiled, and saw the pink bag on his back, with the logo of the nearby amusement park printed on it, "Are you coming back from the amusement park?"

"Yes, brother." Xiao Douding seemed to be tired from walking, and when his father came over, he stretched out his hand for his father to hug.

"Well, children, they like to go to that kind of place." His father picked up his younger brother and asked Song Chaoyan, "Aren't the clothes dirty?"

Song Chaoyan shook his head. His father has also matured and has a beer belly, so he did not escape the curse of becoming greasy.

"The amusement park is super fun! Look, brother, Dad even bought me balloons." Xiao Douding tugged at the string in his hand and shook his Monkey King air balloon.

Song Chaoyan smiled: "Very good."

What he envied most when he was a child was that children of the same age could go to the amusement park with their parents and buy a lot of these balloons.

Later, when I grow up and have money, and I can go wherever I want, I can sit on the rocking car and put coins in it. Because it is too heavy, the car can no longer rock.

When I got on the merry-go-round, I found it boring to go round and round. Once I got on it, I began to wonder when it would stop.

When I met a seller of balloons, I bought several at a time, took them back to his house near the unit, let the balloons loose, and floated to the ceiling one by one.

I did what I wanted to do most when I was a child, but my heart was extremely peaceful.

After all, he still grew up.

Now his parents seem to finally understand how important companionship is to children, and they will take his younger brother to the amusement park and buy him balloons.

Finally, I didn't repeat the same mistakes with the second child.

A family of three is fine.

"Brother is gone, goodbye." Song Chaoyan originally wanted to exchange the points for candy to give to his younger brother, but after thinking about it, he couldn't develop the habit of taking things from strangers, so he still didn't give it away.

Xiao Douding was also very polite: "Goodbye, brother."

After speaking, like two groups of people who met by chance, they went their separate ways and parted ways.

As he was walking, his mother suddenly turned her head and glanced in Song Chaoyan's direction, and her father asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." It was just a sudden turn of the head, feeling like he missed something, "Let's go."

Song Chaoyan walked casually on the road.

There were street lights all around, and it was quiet.After walking for a while, it became more and more lively, and it was a small scenic spot nearby.There are shops on both sides, with red lanterns hanging high.

The scenic pedestrian street at eight or nine in the evening is the busiest time.

People come and go.

He seemed a little lonely alone.

Only him.

Song Chaoyan passed by a stand selling cotton candy, remembered that sweets make people happy, and ordered the most expensive one by the way: "I want the five-pointed star, and the color is the same. Thank you boss."

"I want a copy of the same."

Unexpectedly, Song Chaoyan heard a familiar voice behind him. Before he could turn his head, this person walked to his side and stuffed a cup of warm milk tea into his hand: "Drink while it's hot."

Chen Guican also changed into modern clothes, her hair was not cut, but was all combed and tied into a long ponytail.

What a surprise.

"Why do you..." Song Chaoyan held the milk tea in his hand, he was a little stunned, it was really unexpected.Chen Guican should never have appeared here.

Even if there are points, traversal talismans, and his coordinates, the traversal must be approved by him, right?

Then he remembered that when he and Chen Guican used to do missions together, because they were too frequent, they gave each other permission to exempt from application.

He hadn't used it for so long that he almost forgot.

Chen Guican stood beside him: "My boyfriend ran away, so I must chase him quickly."

Song Chaoyan: "...Who is your boyfriend, don't make trouble."

Chen Guican actually has no points, and Bai doesn't have many points. The only one who still has points is Sanshui, who is third on the ranking list.He went online to ask for points, but Sanshui didn't reply him.

He and Bai Yi summed up, probably because the ghost town is too busy to go online.

Chen Guican took a few more teleportation formations and went all the way to the ghost town.The ghost guarding the gate wouldn't let him in, so he fought his way through.However, his strikes were very measured, and these ghost generals were not hurt in the slightest.

On the contrary, some ghost took advantage of his fact that it didn't hurt ghosts, so that he could not avoid being stabbed.

When I saw Sanshui who was becoming the ghost king, his hands were still bleeding.

Sanshui said in shock: "What are you doing, second brother, you're scaring ghosts with so much blood."

Chen Guican didn't talk nonsense: "Third brother, borrow some points. I'll go find your elder brother."

Sanshui rubbed his chin: "It's because the two of you didn't have a relationship, and it's all because of my money?" Then he patted Chen Guican's shoulder, "No problem."

Chen Guican: "Thank you."

"Second brother, we will give you whoever you are with, if you don't have enough, come again."

So he immediately changed the opportunity to travel, and when he saw the coordinates, he changed into a modern outfit and roughly covered his wounds. Anyway, he healed quickly enough and came over.

The marshmallows are ready quickly, one for each person.

Song Chaoyan put a protective shield of spiritual power on the marshmallow to prevent it from melting too quickly.Sure enough, it's better to cultivate immortals, and I'm not afraid of the marshmallows melting away.

The two walked side by side.

It seemed that Wei Zelai and the two of them could not be found today.

Under the condition that the halo guaranteed that the two of them would not be in danger, Song Chaoyan decided to find a homestay for one night to prevent sleeping on the street.In fact, he had wanted to stay in a B&B near here for one night before, but it was close to home and expensive, so he never had the chance.

I never thought that my dream would come true now.

Song Chaoyan walked into a retro famous hotel, which was full of flowers and plants. He glanced at Chen Guican, originally wanted to be more cruel and let him go back to the cultivation world, but he was reluctant to say it for a long time.

Forget it, it's not easy to save a few points.

He originally wanted two rooms, but Chen Guican said first, "One room."

Song Chaoyan: "..."

Chen Guican whispered, "I don't have an ID card, so I can only book a room with your ID card."

Song Chaoyan asked him to exchange points.

Chen Guican was penniless: "No more points."

Song Chaoyan smiled, and soon took out two ID cards from his pocket and patted them in front of the lady at the front desk. He didn't have any points at first, but because of the evil spirit incident, Heaven gave him another wave of points.

It was more than enough to change two ID cards, one for him and one for Chen Guican.

"Are you stupid? You need two ID cards even for one room." After talking with Chen Guican, Song Chaoyan said to the lady at the front desk, "Two sea salt caramel-themed rooms."

The name of this homestay is quite unique.

Then I heard the young lady say: "I'm sorry, there is only one room left, and all the rooms are gone. There is no need to look for other places. The rooms in scenic spots are usually booked out several days in advance. This is theirs. It was only vacated when I checked out temporarily, so I was lucky."

Song Chaoyan: ...

The author has something to say: [Thank you my big babies! 】

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: special cup for afternoon tea, 1 willow;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Zhixi; 4 bottles of Yueshouyi; 1 bottle of Mu Xiaoyu;

【small theater】

Shuangwen halo: It is an exciting day for the protagonist, and there must be a situation where all the rooms are full and only one room is left.

Chen Guican: Thank you thank you.

Song Chaoyan: ...Damn it, forget about the dog aura.