Chapter 31: Is Da Ming Dead?

"You're still alive, good little guy......"

In his ears, it seemed that the voice of the Yueqing Fairy was still echoing.

Le Chen, lying in a daze, in a piece of farmland, seems to be a wheat field that has just been harvested, and the wheat stubble has not yet been turned, which makes people feel a little painful.

Le Chen just looked at his hand, in his hand, he was holding a copper coin with seals, which was the one he originally owned, as for the one he found from Amangu, it had turned into a little white light and disappeared when time changed.

Cai Tiejun and Zhang Lei also opened their eyes in confusion.

"****, where is this?" Zhang Lei scolded and got up.

At this moment, in the distance, there was a sound of "spray and spray", and in the distance of the dirt road above the heads of the three people, a black spot gradually came, but it was an old farmer, driving a walk-behind tractor, and the back body was full of red bricks.

Zhang Lei immediately came to his senses, ran quickly to the dirt road, and stretched out his hand to stop the car.

Cai Tiejun looked at Le Chen with some concern: "Boss, are you okay?"

Le Chen shook his head slightly, slowly got up, and looked around: "We, are we back?"

"Where is this? What year is this year? Who is the country? No, no, is the Ming Dynasty dead? Is Chen Yuanyuan with Wu Sangui in the end?" Zhang Lei asked the old peasant question.

The old farmer rolled his eyes and looked at him: "Young man, just came out of the mental hospital?"

Cai Tiejun had to walk over, pulled Zhang Lei aside, and smiled at the old farmer, "Uncle, a few of us are lost, where is this?"

"I don't know how to look at it, further north, is Shanhaiguan!" the old farmer looked at the three young men in strange clothes in front of him. Is it a big movie, or is it really psychotic?

Sure enough, it was Shanhaiguan?! Le Chen, who was standing at the back, turned his head to look. Faintly, the familiar green mountains and mountain passes.

There was an urge to rush through. But then he sighed softly, there, there was nothing at all now.

"Uncle, can you take us to the city, where we can call and buy newspapers?" Cai Tiejun smiled sincerely.

The old farmer thought for a while and nodded: "Come on, I'm just sending bricks to the pass, but you can sit down." ”

The old farmer didn't expect it. These three young men in strange costumes really sat on the top of the red bricks in the back compartment, and they all sat very steadily, without the slightest intention of falling down.

Surprised, the old farmer started the tractor, and then chatted with the three teenagers.

Listening to the big black guy and himself cautiously talking about the country, talking about what day it is, talking about the United States and Japan. I don't feel weird, this is not a mental illness, I seem to know everything, and what do I ask myself?

Le Chen lies on the top of the red brick. Listening to the old man's words, he slowly digested this information.

It's like I'm back in my own world. It's time, and it's also the day when the three of them strayed into the time and space of the ruins. History, too, has not changed in the slightest. The three of them seemed to have just had a very strange dream.

However, the clothes of the former Ming era on the body are real, the lightning charm is all gone, and the smile in the depths of my mind is ,...... It's also true.

"Hahahaha, Lao Tzu is back, back!" Zhang Lei suddenly laughed maniacally, and after chatting with the old man for a while, he had already determined that this was the world he had left.

"Hahahaha!

The sound of the tractor spraying seemed to be unable to hide the crazy laughter of the young man in strange clothes on the red bricks in the back compartment.

......

Shanhaiguan has now become a scenic tourist area, and the three of them quickly found a phone booth, which, like most phone booths, also sells newspapers and periodicals.

Zhang Lei and Cai Tiejun got into the phone booth and flipped through the hanging newspapers and periodicals.

Le Chen picked up the phone and called home first, grandma, uncle, Shen Lidan, nothing changed.

Finally, Le Chen dialed Su Lan's phone number.

When the phone was dialed and Su Lan's crisp voice came from the microphone, Le Chen let out a long breath in his heart, yes, the phone number is right, or this world, there has not changed in the slightest.

Just now, was it a dream?

However, when the mind moved, the space of Sumeru mustard flashed in my mind, the wax-sealed snow-white Yellow Dragon Pill, the thorn seeds that had lost their luster and turned black, and the method of falling seeds that I had memorized in my mind were all so real.

Le Chen gritted his teeth violently, "Sister Su Lan, you are in Beijing now, you can help me do something, now go to the Rongyuan Hotel near Shihu Hutong, room 305, that is our residence, you go to that room and wait for us, don't move anything, we probably ...... It won't be until late ......."

"Are you staying in Rongyuan Hotel?305?" Su Lan was obviously stunned, and then sighed softly, she was very familiar with Le Jiwei's case, so she naturally knew what this room meant.

However, Su Lan didn't ask where Le Chen was now and why he could pass the night, but just agreed to Le Chen very calmly, perhaps it was because of her character that Le Chen trusted her very much.

When Le Chen called, the owner of the newsstand, a tattooed man, looked coldly at Cai Tiejun and Zhang Lei, who had been flipping through the magazines.

As soon as Le Chen hung up the phone, the tattooed man seemed to be impatient, and pushed away Zhang Lei, who was struggling to pick out the book "The Secret of the Ming Dynasty" beside him, the book "The Secret Story of the Ming Dynasty" was piled up in the innermost part of a stack of books, Zhang Lei was squatting down and desperately reaching in, and was pushed hard by the tattooed man, and almost fell to his back.

"Damn, do you want to buy books or not? If you don't buy them, get out! And you, phone bills!" Finally, the tattooed man pointed at Le Chen.

Hearing this, Le Chen was slightly stunned, he has never had the habit of carrying a wallet with him, and his wallet is still in his backpack, hanging on the chair in room 305 of Rongyuan Hotel.

Le Chen couldn't help but look at Cai Tiejun and Zhang Lei, but then thought that these two, as if they were fleeing for their lives in the time and space of the ruins, in Wu Sangui's Mansion, when they changed into the clothes of the Tsing Yi Guy, they thought that their wallets were too troublesome and lost them casually, anyway, they didn't have much money in their wallets.

"******, you still want money?!" Zhang Lei got up from the ground, already furious, but it was Cai Tiejun who was faster, and with a light palm, he hit the big man on the neck, and the big man didn't snort, and then he collapsed and fainted.

Zhang Lei stretched out his leg and kicked the big man a few times, and then grabbed the money from the money box where the big man collected the money, and saw that Le Chen was dumbfounded, this Nima, how did he feel that the three of them had become bandits?

Noticing Le Chen's gaze, Zhang Lei shrunk his neck, a little afraid that Le Chen would turn his face, he licked his face and smiled: "We don't have a penny, how can we go back to Beijing? It's good to borrow him, I have time to come over and pay him back when I turn around, and besides, this guy is not a good person at first glance!"

Although Cai Tiejun was quiet, he seemed to approve of Zhang Lei's approach.

Le Chen scratched his head helplessly, as if, going back to such a trip hundreds of years ago, the cycle of life and death, the three of them, their moods have changed a lot, and some secular rules have gradually lost the binding force that they took for granted in the past, but this is not to say that the power is strong and becomes arrogant, but the vision is different, and the angle of seeing things is also different.

"Okay, don't take it as an example, I don't want to be treated as a bandit! You have to remember the promise to pay back the money when you come back!" Le Chen waved his hand.

Zhang Lei was overjoyed, and immediately poured all the money in the money box into his pocket, and then kicked the big man fiercely, scolding: "Damn, poor ghost, it's not enough for us to buy three sets of clothes!"

Coming out of the newsstand, Cai Tiejun walked a few steps to Le Chen's side, "Boss, have you figured out what's going on?"

Le Chen shook his head slightly.

Cai Tiejun smiled: "Don't dare to do anything, next time there will be such a good thing, bring my little brother with me." ”

Zhang Lei's head didn't know when it popped up, "And me, and me!" with a flattering smile.

Le Chen knew that both of them had received great benefits this time, Cai Tiejun was ordered by his "ancestor", I am afraid that many problems in cultivation have been solved, and his cultivation has improved a lot, and Zhang Lei, although he was once stunned by the shrill voice of the shaman, has also benefited from this, and the power of hypnosis has been greatly improved.

"Hopefully, there will be another time......" Le Chen shook his head and walked towards a clothes stall on the side of the road, it seemed that these clothes were only ten yuan and twenty. (To be continued.) )