"Thank you. I'm fine. I'll just take a rest here."
The strange man seemed to let out a sigh of relief when he heard the question, and after replying perfunctorily, he didn't have any special reaction.
When doing business with an open door, it is naturally difficult to ask too many questions about customers, so Yang Junfeng returned to his original position, sat there and started playing with his mobile phone.
This second-generation rich man who is idle all day spends most of his time in the milk tea shop. What he knows is that he has such a character, but what he doesn't know is that he must have a crush on the milk tea shop owner.
"I plan to start my own business in a while."
"What do you want to do?"
"Not ready yet."
The conversation between the two people was boring and boring. Yang Junfeng would come up with a few ideas every day, and then he would basically be useless after working for a few days. Zhang Jiachang, who was used to this kind of thing, didn't even want to pick up on him.
After another period of silence, Yang Junfeng simply slapped the table: "I plan to open a film company and let's make movies."
"Okay, okay, you take the photo."
While they were talking nonsense, the strange man looked around with a strange expression for a while and then left quickly, while the milk tea on his table didn't even move the straw.
After waiting for a while, Yang Junfeng saw that the man seemed not to come back, so he walked over, opened the milk tea and drank it himself.
At this time, Zhang Jiachang also changed the decoration style of the house and turned it into a late-night canteen.
It was a bit rainy outside today, and there were almost no customers. After waiting for a while, Yang Junfeng sipped milk tea and said, "Why don't we close early today? It won't look like there are customers."
"Wait a while." Zhang Jiachang washed the kitchen utensils and put them in the disinfection cabinet, then sat at the bar and waited quietly.
"Speaking of which, have you made any new dishes recently? Make some for me to try."
"Yes." Zhang Jiachang nodded seriously: "There is a cold lion's head."
"Can the lion's head be eaten cold? Come on, let me try it."
Just when Zhang Jiachang was about to start cooking, the welcome bell at the door rang. He turned around and saw that the man just now was back again. This time he looked even weirder.
His face was extremely pale, and he didn't even say anything after he came in. He just sat there muttering something, looking very nervous.
"Damn..." Yang Junfeng quickly hid the milk tea in his hand: "Sir, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, I'm fine..." He said he was fine, but he didn't even notice that the decoration style around him had changed.
Zhang Jiachang glanced at him, then looked at the milk tea in Yang Junfeng's hand, then took out the soup that had been sitting for more than ten hours from the thermos cabinet at the back, and walked up to him: "This is for you.
"
"Thank you... thank you..." The man kept saying thanks, but this time he actually picked up the spoon and drank the soup.
After drinking the warm and moist soup, his mood obviously relaxed, but his feet were still shaking constantly. It could be said that he was frightened, but it didn't look like fright. It could be said that he was afraid, but he didn't have the characteristics of fear.
"What's wrong with this guy?"
"I don't know." Zhang Jiachang shook his head and said, "I can't even calm myself down with the Soothing Soup. I guess I must have been severely stimulated."
"Interesting." Yang Junfeng nodded and suddenly changed the topic: "Can you fly?"
Everyone in Zhang Jiachang was dumbfounded. How could one person ask another person such a strange question? Can he still fly? No matter how you look at it, people can't fly.
"You mean inside or outside the atmosphere?"
"Is it okay to go outside?"
"Barely..." Zhang Jiachang was silent for a long time and said, "I tried it for two hours at most, but I came back after feeling uncomfortable."
"Oh my god...how did you do that?"
This sentence brought a long silence, because Zhang Jiachang himself had no idea how the hell he could fly outside the atmosphere. Sometimes he even wanted to go to a research institution to get a biopsy.
But what is the crux of the problem? He has a physical examination every year, and the result of the physical examination is that he is an ordinary person. This is very outrageous.
But now that time has passed, he is not so curious anymore and just lets nature take its course.
As for why he is unwilling to use his abilities casually, this matter can be regarded as metaphysics, because as long as he uses his abilities beyond a certain limit, disasters will occur randomly. Volcanoes, earthquakes, tsunamis, floods, landslides, and mudslides take turns.
, without exception. But he still hasn't figured out exactly where the boundaries of his ability are.
In order to reduce the occurrence of disasters, he gradually began to reduce the use of his abilities.
But not having it and having it but not using it are two different concepts. If you don’t believe me, you can rush over and give him a slap in the face.
While we were chatting, the strange man left at some point. Today it was almost twelve o'clock but there were still no customers. Yang Junfeng had a late night snack and then went back. There were only a few people in the small shop.
Zhang Jiachang stayed there alone in a daze.
The controller of the night ran over to play with him for a while, and Sister Dog also came over to chat, and then no one else came to the door.
Maybe it's because of the rain today, but in business, it's taboo to change the closing time at will, so Zhang Jiachang stayed up until the early morning before deciding to close.
But just when he was about to close, the door was pushed open again, and the man who behaved extremely strangely before actually came back again. He hid behind the door and gasped, and occasionally opened the door to take a look.
Outside, it seemed like I was being chased by something.
"Excuse me, what happened?"
This time, even Zhang Jiachang felt that something was quite wrong with him, so he went up to inquire in person.
Before the man had time to speak, he suddenly saw that the glass wall was suddenly covered with a layer of black mist, and then a hazy shadow appeared on it, and a strange voice repeated in Zhang Jiachang's ears.
Whispering sounds.
Seeing this, Zhang Jiachang probably understood something. What Teacher Lin said before is that something big will happen, and it is likely to be this kind of thing now. Such a situation has not happened in the past many years. If
If there are no accidents, it is probably the legendary revival of spiritual energy.
The spiritual energy is revived.
Zhang Jiachang smiled, pinched a porridge-like mist with his hand, and then with a gentle wave, the thing dispersed, and with it the surrounding darkness.
After removing the things that were disturbing the man, Zhang Jiachang brought him a cup of hot tea, sat in front of him and asked softly: "Did something happen to you?"
The man's body was still trembling uncontrollably. He raised his head and looked at Zhang Jiachang, staring into his eyes carefully, as if to confirm whether he was a living person.
After a long time, the man breathed a sigh of relief, but his expression was still nervous, but he was able to speak: "There is not a single living person in this place... The doors are open everywhere, but you can't see anyone when you go in.
"
Zhang Jiachang was stunned. Although it was indeed late at night outside, it was not deserted. From time to time, there would be a few people walking past late at night playing cards and returning home late in the alley, and the doors were all open.
It's a bit unreliable.
"There are no lights, everything is pitch black, and you are the only one with the lights on. I turned around several times, and there are only people here... I'm not sure if you are a real person here..."
Zhang Jiachang nodded and said: "The whole city has become an empty city, right?"
"Yes! It's been two days." The man was still a little frightened: "It's like the whole city has disappeared."
Zhang Jiachang looked him up and down, and then suddenly realized that something was wrong with this man. His clothes were still winter clothes, and his shoes were also winter shoes. But it was still early autumn, and he could still feel the heat in this small southern town during the day.
Summer-like autumn tiger.
"Do you remember what year it is now?"
"December 21, 2019."
Zhang Jiachang stood up, looked around, and frowned: "You haven't seen anyone in the past two days?"
"Yes! I searched all over the city for two days. I couldn't get through the phone, and no one answered online. Everything seemed to have stopped. There was no one else anywhere, no electricity, no water, nothing."
"Where have you been these two days?"
"Walking around, if I'm hungry, I'll just go to the supermarket to get some food. If I'm sleepy, I'll just go to a room to sleep."
This thing is interesting. Listening to his description, it seems that this person has entered a misplaced time and space. He wandered in this time and space for two days, but in fact the time now is already the autumn two years later.
As for why he could see this store and why he didn't take the initiative to communicate with them before, there are still many doubts here.
Zhang Jiachang pondered for a while and then said: "I'm closing now. I won't open the door until 11 o'clock tomorrow. You can... no, how about this? You can stay here today. I'm still here."
There is a folding bed, how about you stay in the hotel?"
"Okay...thank you."
"You're welcome." Zhang Jiachang stood up and helped him get the folding bed and put it next to him, and then asked, "Do you want to turn off the light?"
"Can you please turn off the light? This is the only light I have seen in the past two days."
"good."
After settling this weird person, Zhang Jiachang returned to the backyard, washed up and went to bed.
While lying on the bed, he thought about it, hoping to analyze the various visions of that person and find something valuable, but he only had the ceiling of ability, not the ceiling of knowledge. In the end, he had to ask the supernatural know-how about this kind of thing.
The king of the mountain.
But before he fell asleep, the phone rang. When he picked it up, he saw that it was actually a call from Master Pi.
"Xu Wei is lost!"
"Huh?" Zhang Jiachang asked curiously: "You will lose it if you follow me?"
"I just went to the mouse for a bite of food, and when I came back she was gone... It's all my fault."