Zhang Chi expected that Zhou Liangmin would come back. When he was thinking, his various status values in his mind were constantly changing and fluctuating. He felt dizzy. He looked at this strange world and didn't know where to go for a while. What could he do?
The best thing to do is to wait patiently and wait for the guide who comes to the door.
After waiting for fifteen minutes and seeing off the sixth bus on the bus stop, I saw Zhou Liangmin pushing the car out of the alley on the right rear. His face was very red and his expression was very regretful.
.For these fifteen minutes, he hid in the alley and considered all the possible consequences. In the end, the guy just remembered that he had no signature at all on the love letter he had racked his brains to write to Lin Daiyu, and the entire letter was written by him.
They were all printed out. Zhou Liangmin was very grateful for his cleverness, but he also felt guilty. Wouldn't it make Lin Daiyu put the blame for this letter entirely on Zhang Chi's head?
Zhou Liangmin is not worried that he will end up making wedding clothes for others. After all, no one with a normal IQ will like Zhang Chi. He is just embarrassed to let his old friend take the blame.
"Leave it to her?"
"Um!"
"You didn't say I asked you to give it to me, right?"
Zhang Chi shook his head and saw that this guy was a man who could only provoke wasps but could not stand it.
Zhou Liangmin breathed a sigh of relief. Forget it, it's better not to think too much and let Lin Daiyu misunderstand. Everything will be discussed after the college entrance examination. When he gets the college admission notice, he will confess to her in person.
"Let's go, let me ask you to roll the skewers!"
"Can you please stop masturbating? I'm hungry." Zhang Chi's empty stomach was very real, and he was already grumbling in protest. He was full and full of food, and Zhang Chi, who had just arrived in the treasure land, was not in the mood to do self-exercise exercises. The thousand years in the Heavenly Palace are long and long.
The only way to relieve worries by abstaining from sex and cultivating immortality is to have sex. I have long been tired of living such a monotonous life.
Zhou Liangmin was stunned for a moment, but he immediately smiled and said: "Okay, let's go eat Ban Mian."
Zhou Liangmin's family is not rich either, but this time in order to thank Zhang Chi for his help and to express his apology, he generously took out 20 yuan and treated Zhang Chi to a big bowl of Lao Zhai Ban Mian with beef. Zhang Chi was beautiful.
After a hearty meal, he said he felt a little unwell and asked Zhou Liangmin to take him home in person.
Zhang Chi actually didn't feel any discomfort at all. He said this just so that Zhou Liangmin could send him home, otherwise he wouldn't be able to reach the door so easily.
His home was located in a shanty town, and many of the walls had been spray-painted with vermilion words "HAIL" and a circle drawn on the outside. Zhou Liangmin hurried home to review, sent Zhang Chi to the door and left in a hurry.
Pushing open the tattered small iron door, he placed the even tattered bicycle in the narrow yard of less than four square meters. The small dark room in the east half was probably the kitchen. The door facing south was his residence. Find the key.
, opened the door, a damp musty smell hit his face. The small house of less than fifteen square meters was dimly lit. Zhang Chi found a string next to the door and accidentally pulled it, and the incandescent lamp in the middle of the room turned on.
. Staring blankly at the lamp, he thought of the crystal-clear and shining seven-color glazed lamp in the Heavenly Palace. However, due to unpredictable circumstances, everything suddenly changed.
The room, which is three meters wide and five meters long, is furnished with shabby and simple furniture. At the entrance is a small round table with a few unwashed dishes randomly placed on it. Next to it are two chairs. Further forward is a maroon red standing cabinet with three doors.
, stuck there like a giant, serving as storage and partition at the same time. Outside the cabinet is the living room, and inside is the bedroom. There is a single bed in the bedroom, and there are many photos hanging on the wall next to the bed.
There are several newspapers posted below, which contain reports about the car accident that year.
Zhang Chi threw his schoolbag on the small table, then stretched out on the single bed. The bedding must not have been exposed to the sun for a long time, and there was a deep musty smell that could only be brewed over the years. His fat body was ravaged.
The crib made a squeaking sound, which made people worry that the crib beneath them would collapse and fall apart at any time.
Zhang Chi closed his eyes, crossed his fat hands on his bulging belly, and said, "I am a mortal. I am a mortal." He quietly reminded himself that from now on, everything will be completely different from the past. The three thousand worlds,
I don't know where I have landed. Being deprived of my immortal status for life and never being accepted by heaven means that I have no possibility of becoming an immortal. Even if I have reincarnation, I will still be in the mortal world. Thinking of this, I can't help but feel disappointed.
Peace of mind as it comes, at least it's not as miserable as Zhu Wuneng's reincarnation in a pig pen. Thinking of this, Zhang Zhang felt a lot better. He decided to take a good look at himself and picked up a mirror that was cracked in half from the bedside to observe.
Looking at his current appearance, he didn't have the courage to continue looking at it after a few glances. He went to the kitchen to boil a basin of hot water, took a bath in the cabin, and finally found a worn but still clean outfit from the cabinet.
Put on your underwear.
After completing these simple tasks, Zhang Chi was out of breath from exhaustion. He realized that his current physical strength was really poor. He was not useless. Although he was knocked out of the mortal world, after all, his wisdom roots still existed, so he should be the Jie Xianchi.
Because he has not washed away his wisdom roots, he can see intelligence, emotional intelligence, force, and defense, and can digitize these states in his mind. Mortals should not have this ability.
Zhang Chi could also clearly see his own health, which was limited to himself. What frightened him was that his health was only a pitiful three years, which gave him an urgent sense of crisis from the first day he came to the mortal world.
If you want to understand this new world, you must first start by understanding yourself. Zhang Chi decided to understand everything about himself in the shortest possible time. The most direct way to understand himself is to start from this room. How can you sweep the world without sweeping a house?
Zhang Chi picked up the broom and started cleaning the messy and dirty hut.
You won’t know if you don’t clean it, but you will be shocked if you do it. The room is full of tatters and rubbish, the most numerous of which are books. From the first grade of elementary school to the third grade of high school, all the textbooks are piled up in cardboard boxes under the small bed, and most of them are moldy.
Zhang Chi flipped through it briefly and found that all the textbooks he had taken after entering high school were brand new. In fact, after he experienced the car accident, he had never touched a single book or done any homework.
A stack of diaries was found in one of the boxes. These diaries became excellent information for Zhang Chi to understand himself from birth to the present. He read them from beginning to end. When looking through the diaries, the memories deep in his mind
He kept unlocking and opening the diaries one after another was like opening doors one after another. Unknowingly, he awakened most of the memories from before the age of fifteen.
What was awakened was only the memory and did not change the subjective consciousness. Zhang Chi was originally worried that he might be recaptured, but he soon discovered that his past consciousness should have been destroyed in the car accident, which meant that the past
Zhang Chi has completely died, and now he is a new life.
Zhang Chi spent a whole night reading all the diaries, climbed into the small bed tiredly, and began his first real sleep in the human world. In his sleep, he returned to Tushita Palace and saw the Taipei.
Shang Laojun tremblingly walked towards him, grabbed him without any explanation and stuffed him into the blazing alchemy furnace. Zhang Chi was so frightened that he struggled desperately and banged his head around, but he still couldn't get out of the furnace. He watched as his body
Bits and pieces were burned to ashes, getting smaller and smaller, and finally condensed into a dark... donkey shit egg... But why is it a donkey?
Zhang Chi felt like he was born in a ephemeral world, wishing he could have dreamed about it for a thousand years, but he was finally woken up by a loud knock on the door. He rubbed his sleepy eyes. Zhou Liangmin's concerned voice came from outside: "Zhang Chi! Zhang Chi, are you there?