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Chapter Six

 Bai Lang only felt that his eyes were blurred. The jade-carved fish swung before his eyes like diving, and then disappeared without a trace. Then a voice rang in Bai Lang's ears, "Find the jade fish within ten years.

Otherwise, there will be consequences at your own risk." The young man didn't understand what was going on, and the next moment he was pushed by a strong force. Thanks to his success in martial arts, he had a good grasp of balance, and he only tilted his body slightly at the moment

He regained his center of gravity and stood firmly on the ground.

However, the surrounding scenery had changed. It looked like the modern city he was familiar with. Bai Lang was so moved that he wanted to cry, "Back, back!" At this time, he hadn't even thought about whether this was his old world.

But even if he doesn’t hit the mark, he’s still not far off. No matter if it’s the modern world he originally lived in, it’s still infinitely better than the ancient China-like world he lived in front of, okay? “Computer! Mobile phone! Internet! Here I come.

!”

Three years have allowed him to clear up his mind a bit, and at least he doesn't have much hope that he will return to his original world if he "travels" again - the previous time travel has proved that the multiverse exists. He

I'm afraid I won't be so lucky to be able to return to my original world - not to mention that there is still that voice, that voice that says it takes ten years to find the jade fish or else you will have to bear the consequences. What is going on, and how serious are the consequences? These are all questions.

But you might as well relax now...

Although there are skyscrapers around now, it should be a modern society, but just looking at the handwriting on those buildings let Bailang know where this place is - where else besides Japan can there be so many Japanese signs? But there is no one on the road, at night

It is normal for Japan to have few people. It seems that this is not the city center. Bailang looked at himself... Sure enough, that voice seemed to be very capable, because his clothes were also changed, into ordinary ones.

Ordinary sweatshirt and sweatpants, but seems to have no money...

"What should I do now? Not to mention finding some damn jade fish, it's a bit troublesome to survive here! I can't fucking speak Japanese! Unless I can rely on Yami's dad to hang out with eight Yalu! Yes!

I still have martial arts skills, maybe I can survive by robbing?" Bailang didn't have much social experience before and after the time travel. Basically, he didn't know how to make money. He only knew how to spend money.

...Now I am thrown into a place where I am not familiar with the place and even cannot understand the words. After the initial joy, I immediately feel that life is not easy.

As soon as he took a step, he saw the jade fish at his feet... The jade eyes with black spots seemed to be still looking at him. Bailang looked at the jade fish on the ground expressionlessly, and after about

After a minute, he bent down and picked up the jade fish. "Charging, it will be fully charged in ten years." The voice sounded again. At that time, Bailang wanted to throw the fish away, but the unpredictable consequences stopped him.

Impulsively, after carefully putting the jade fish away, he turned around - because someone was coming.

"Hey, Bai Lang. What are you doing out there? I'm telling you, don't run away - it's not worth it in Japan now..." I don't know the person who came over, but it seems that I know him.

He looked like this and still spoke to him like this. "Oh? Who said I want to be a black man in Japan?" Bailang muttered. "Forget it, don't smoke here - there is no sign, just go back to the hotel if you have nothing to do.

Well, I have to go to Oshino Hakkai tomorrow."

Bailang almost understood that he originally came out with the tour group. It seems that the owner of this so-called voice is not completely unscrupulous, and has given him an identity to some extent. Bailang clenched his fists, feeling the surge in his body.

Power, the internal force flowing in the meridians, this ability has not been "sealed", and it seems that it can do great things. There is also a room card in the sweater's pocket, and Bailang has no intention of continuing to hang out outside, so he follows

The guy who seemed to recognize him returned to the hotel.

Hot water, smart flush toilet, Simmons, TV and laptop... Bailang once again felt the long-lost touch. Feeling the feeling of hot water hitting the chrysanthemum, Bailang shed tears at that time, "Wooden stick, rough

The terrible toilet paper... today, today finally... and the damn smelly dry toilet! At least it makes me feel comfortable in the past ten years. But when I think about it, I will have to live again in ten years.

That kind of life, I really want to die!" Rather than not knowing what the consequences would be, Bai Lang felt that it would be better to listen to others and eat enough, and wait until Yuyu is full of "electricity" to do whatever he likes.

The laptop was brought here by his identity. Not many hotels in Japan have wifi. However, Bailang still turned on his mobile hotspot unfamiliarly, and started looking around eagerly on the Internet. "There are subtle inconsistencies...

...Isn't it really my own world..." He couldn't tell what kind of feeling came over him. He looked at the time of 2016 under the computer in a daze.

"Is it the same year since I came here..." Bai Lang muttered a few words unconsciously. He took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, and unconsciously started to use the internal skills and mental methods. In this situation

, he entered a state of cultivation in a trance. The internal energy circulated for a week. Since he only opened up the Ren channel and the three meridians, the time for this week was less than half an hour at most, and Bailang had calmed down.

He turned off the computer, went to bed, and fell into a deep sleep.

At five o'clock the next morning, Bai Lang was already awake. He jumped out of bed, put on loose clothes and prepared to go out to practice - "Exercise muscles, bones and skin externally, and internally practice one breath." This was his unbreakable habit for the past three years.

, Otherwise, how could he become the most capable fighter in the Yahang in three years? You must know that the gang members in the Yahang still have senior thugs in their twenties and thirties, but they are all too lazy to skate.

...

This hotel is not very lively. It seems to be a chain hotel that specializes in tour groups - but there is a tram station nearby. There is also a park in front of the hotel, and Bailang is preparing to practice in the open space of the park. Three

Bai Lang has already mastered the Twelve-Road Changquan and the Kung Fu in the Boxing Sutra. Yesterday, he checked online and found that it seems to be related to something. The form and meaning are not much different from the Baji. It's just due to the internal force stimulated by practicing one breath, these

The kung fu should be much stronger than the original one.

Bailang calmed down and stamped his foot. The ground was dusty, but it shook slightly. The man punched out and began to gradually practice long fists to move his muscles and bones. His heart was in the fists and feet, but his mouth was closed tightly.

Not saying a word - this is the internal force working in one breath, and there is no need to exhale and make a sound. It would be unethical to yell at five o'clock in the morning. This is what Bailang had thought about in advance.

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