Urban Witcher

Daofeng turned to look at her and said, "Are you sure?"

"I'm... not sure." Xie Yuqing shrugged. "When I was in college, out of curiosity, I looked for some information on this. According to Einstein's theory, it is like this..."

Dao Fengdao: "Is Einstein's theory necessarily correct?"

"That's not necessarily the case. After all, it's just an inference. With the current technology of human beings, there is no way to prove this."

Daofeng didn't ask any further questions, and said slowly: "If we are on a timeline and the era he traversed is before us, then Shaoyang has the opportunity to tell us his experience there."

Xie Yuqing immediately asked: "How to tell?"

Daofeng didn't answer, but murmured: "It depends on whether Shaoyang can think of it himself."

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Ye Shaoyang thought for almost a whole night, and then vomited for a few weeks before going to bed. I slept until almost noon when I was woken up by a knock on the door.

Ye Shaoyang got up to open the door, Cuiyun told him that Mayor Qiu sent someone to pick him up for dinner.

"Okay, wait for me to get up." Ye Shaoyang didn't want to go at first, but the hospitality was hard to give up. Thinking that Cuiyun will live under Mayor Qiu's rule in the future, it's better to give him face.

After Ye Shaoyang got up, he took the tea bowl and tooth powder, and went to the well in the yard to fetch water, brush his teeth and wash his face. In this era, there was no toothpaste in a small place, but there was tooth powder. Judging from the taste, Ye Shaoyang should grind saponins into powder. Dip a little of the cloth strips wrapped together and rub it on the teeth, the cleaning effect is good, but it is troublesome, but Ye Shaoyang is used to it.

"Wait a minute, wear this suit!" After Ye Shaoyang brushed his teeth and washed his face, when he entered the room, Cuiyun encountered a suit of clothes and came in. Ye Shaoyang went to take a look, and found that his hands were soft and silky, made of satin. A gown and trousers with dark patterns sewn with silk thread on it. Although it is still a traditional style of clothes, it looks much better than the rough cloth clothes that Cuiyun sewed for herself before.

"Where did it come from?" Ye Shaoyang asked curiously.

"I went to the clothing store on the street to buy it for you in the morning. Aren't we rich now? You will have to deal with dignitaries in the future, so you must dress in style."

Ye Shaoyang smiled at her, feeling very touched in his heart.

Under Cuiyun's urging, Ye Shaoyang went to change his clothes, and he also had a pair of black suede cloth shoes.

"Looks good, what a handsome young man!" Cuiyun looked him up and down, mouth shut from ear to ear, and pulled him to her room, where the only mirror at home was on her big cabinet. Ye Shaoyang stepped forward to take a photo: long shirt and trousers, black cloth shoes. Cuiyun stuck a big-brimmed hat on his head again.

This image became more and more familiar to Ye Shaoyang, and he suddenly thought of the source: the anti-Japanese dramas of the Republic of China period that he watched when he was a child, such as Xiaobing Zhang Ga, and the underground gangsters in the city were all dressed in this way.

Of course, the dress of the underground party was also to imitate the rich people at that time, so as to conceal their identities.

Ye Shaoyang smiled helplessly at himself in the mirror, and followed Cuiyun out. The mayor sent two people to guard outside, a porter, who was pulling a rickshaw similar to a rickshaw, but the car was slightly larger than the ones on TV.

Mayor Qiu is also a mayor. He hasn't exaggerated to the point of owning a private car. Being able to own a rickshaw is already very respectable.

"The mayor's special car. This is the only one in our town." Cuiyun has seen the mayor's "special car" before, but only in a hurry on the street, and now the mayor's special car is parked in her In front of the house, Cuiyun couldn't help but went up to look it up curiously. People from several nearby houses came out to watch the fun and surrounded them. Seeing Cuiyun coming out, the old lady Ye Shaoyang had seen next door immediately shouted: "Cuiyun! , isn’t this the mayor’s car? What’s going on, can’t the mayor want to marry you as a child?”

"Go, go, don't chew your tongue!" The two servants in charge of picking up Ye Shaoyang shouted.

Cuiyun chuckled, and said to the old lady: "The mayor wants to marry me as a child, but I won't do it. This is the mayor who came to pick up my cousin."

It was only then that everyone noticed Ye Shaoyang who was dressed as a nobleman. When the two servants of the mayor's family saw him, they immediately showed a very humble look, and they were all shocked and speechless.

It's not just because Ye Shaoyang is a distinguished guest at the mayor's mansion, but last night Ye Shaoyang's ghost-catching matter, although the mayor Qiu strictly forbids it to be spread outside, and outsiders don't know, it still spread among his servants, everyone Everyone knew that the Mr. Ye invited by Mayor Qiu was like a god and possessed great powers, and they were in awe of him from the bottom of their hearts.

Cuiyun took in a cousin who came to visit relatives. The two lived together for a few days, and the village had already gossiped about them. In addition, Ye Shaoyang was young and had a pretty face. Everyone rumored that Cuiyun had found him. A little boy.

It's just that no one thought that this downcast refugee who was regarded as a little boy by everyone before, now wears elegant clothes and becomes the guest of the mayor of a town... This change of identity goes far beyond these Villager acceptance range.

"Cuiyun, what's going on?" the old lady whispered as she pulled Cuiyun closer.

Cuiyun laughed, deliberately amplified her voice, and pretended to be nonchalant and said: "Hey, it's nothing. The mayor encountered some troubles and couldn't find anyone to help, so I had to ask my Shaoyang to come forward and solve it for him. The mayor is sorry , I insisted on inviting him to dinner today, originally Shaoyang didn’t want to go, but this car came to pick him up... Shaoyang, I think you can go.”

The country people had never seen such a scene before, and they were even more shocked when they heard what Cuiyun said, and they watched Ye Shaoyang get into the car in amazement.

Ye Shaoyang turned around, faced Cuiyun, and stretched out a hand: "Sister, come up!"

Cuiyun was stunned for a moment, "I..."

"Let's go to dinner together."

Cuiyun's eyes lit up and asked, "Is it suitable?"

"Appropriate, if the surname Qiu dares to say no, I will overturn his desk."

When the two servants heard Ye Shaoyang speak disrespectfully to their mayor, they could only lower their eyebrows and pretend not to hear.

Cuiyun grabbed Ye Shaoyang's extended hand, sat down next to him, turned around and waved to the old lady, "Mum Zhang, I'm going now."

The rickshaw ran. This car is bigger than an ordinary rickshaw, and it takes two people to pull it, and it runs pretty fast.

Ye Shaoyang turned to look at Cuiyun, and said with a smile, "Are you happy?"

Cuiyun knew what he was referring to, smiled a little embarrassedly, and said, "It's all because of you, you won face for my sister."