The little boy smiled very calmly and said: "I don't know the true face of Lushan, just because I am in this mountain, I am a bystander, and I can see it most clearly, you are Han Feng, but you are not Han Feng either..."

Han Feng was surrounded by clouds and fog, and counted for a long time with his fingers.

The little boy looked at it with interest for a while, then laughed out loud and said, "Don't forget it, if you don't understand, I'll tell you directly!"

"Your previous conjecture was right, the parallel world is actually a mirror relationship, and those who master the passage can continue to move between the two ends of the parallel world, and at the same time can change the fate of the two worlds. The little boy said.

"Does that mean that there really is a me in both worlds?" Han Feng asked in surprise.

The little boy shook his head and said, "Most people do, but you are a special case because you are not of this world. ”

Under the child's narration, Han Feng learned that he was really the chosen one.

Sooner or later, the parallel world will coincide, and with the emergence of Han Feng, a series of coincidences like this process has been unexpectedly promoted.

However, there is good news and bad news, and the appearance of Han Feng has opened the passage of parallel worlds, just like there are heroes and villains, there is always something unexpected.

The appearance of an unidentified person has caused the two parallel worlds to gradually begin to become chaotic.

Gu Xiaoboy said that this brother Tai is constantly developing his own power, constantly selecting the right person for brainwashing, and then erasing the person on the other end, with only one purpose, to clear all obstacles before the world coincides, and stop the process of overlapping, so that he can sit on the two worlds and become the master.

Han Feng listened to the twisting of his head, and he deeply suspected that this child was delirious and talking nonsense.

But after the child finished speaking, he glanced at his watch and disappeared in an instant, and this scene made Han Feng have to believe that the child could really be a child with a story!

"That kid, I seem to have seen it!" At this time, Yaoyao suddenly reacted and whispered.

When Han Feng heard this, he said with interest: "Isn't it the person you saw when you crossed over?"

Yaoyao nodded and shook her head, and only said: "I only have a vague impression, and I can't remember the specifics, but I think this little boy has a familiar feeling." ”

At this time, Han Feng really calmed down and recalled what the little boy said.

If all my previous thoughts were correct, then a conspiracy would soon surface, and I just happened to be able to hit it squarely!" Han Feng thought to himself.

"Are you thinking about what the little boy said?" asked Yaoyao.

"In your heart, does that little kid feel a little god?" Han Feng asked with a wicked smile.

Yaoyao glared at Han Feng and said, "I want to marry him!"

Han Feng shook his head and said cheaply: "Then you are too ruthless, he is still a child!

"When it comes down, it's troublesome, and you can't forget about it. Hurry up and tell me what are the cosmic coordinates?" Han Fengshou asked after a while.

Yaoyao picked up two stones from the ground and threw them into the distance and said, "That's what it means!"

"There's no water here?" Han Feng said, scratching his head.

Yaoyao saw that Han Feng was not pretending to be stupid but really stupid, so she told Han Feng this allusion seriously.

The so-called cosmic coordinates are a period of interval between three points relative to each other, and the reason why it is called an interval is because it is not only a distance in space, but also a distance in time, and a distance at a higher level.

The two stones thrown out form four correspondences between each other and the spectators throwing them in the process of motion, and these four correspondences are the correspondence between the two stones, the correspondence between them and the thrower, the correspondence between the thrower and the observer, and the correspondence between the thrower and the observer.

These four correspondences determine the relative position of the two thrown stones.

So the question is, what are the two numbers made out of this turtle shell with all the bells and whistles?

As soon as Han Feng wanted to ask, he saw Yaoyao wipe the turtle shell with the corner of his clothes and said, "You don't care what he is, it's useless anyway, just sell it for a good price!"

"Eldest sister, I, Han Dashao, am not short of money, don't keep thinking about selling money for money!" Han Feng said angrily.

Yaoyao saw that Han Feng was a little unhappy, and continued: "For you and me, this thing has no other meaning than selling it for money, keeping him to make you want to break your head and finally bring it into the coffin?"

"It's not that I'm pretending to be X, just put this thing in my hand, if I can figure out why, I'll scatter all my wealth to study a spaceship and go straight to the past, just my most handsome appearance in the world, then if a beautiful woman sees me, she will definitely love me and become my little lover!" Han Feng said, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned. In an instant, he fell to the ground and convulsed, foaming at the mouth.

Yaoyao walked up to Han Feng, hit Han Feng twice with her toes, pouted and said, "You and I don't see any great skills, you can be regarded as a good hand with X!" said as she leaned down and carried Han Feng back to the courtyard of the Han Mansion.

"Young grandma, young master, is this?" The housekeeper watched Yaoyao suddenly appear carrying Han Feng, and he couldn't be surprised, so he hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

"Pretending to be X was struck by lightning, you get him in slowly, this time it is estimated that he will not be able to slow down without two months. Yaoyao said and threw Han Feng to the ground.

For a whole month, Han Feng was in a coma, and the housekeeper cut off all the power in the house according to Yaoyao's instructions, and gathered them into two wires tied to Han Feng's left hand and right ankle.

Han Mansion was lit up like this for a month before Han Feng slowly opened his eyes.

"Butler, butler, I'm hungry!" Han Feng shouted as soon as he opened his eyes.

"Don't scream, do you eat batteries or power banks?" said Yaoyao angrily as she walked in with a lollipop in her mouth.

Han Feng didn't have the heart to joke with Yaoyao, and at this time, he would definitely not be able to get along with Yaoyao, so he pretended to be silent and angry, and lay on the bed without speaking.

Soon, the housekeeper walked in with a bowl of hot noodle soup and said, "Young master, young grandma estimated that you should wake up, and she had already explained that she would get you a bowl of your favorite hot noodle soup, and added half a catty of beef!"

"Yaoyao who knows me!" Han Feng praised Yaoyao and took the noodles.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, when will she become a young grandmother?" Han Feng just picked up a mouthful of noodles and suddenly asked in confusion.

The housekeeper's face turned red and he didn't respond.

Yaoyao just quit and yelled, "What's the matter?

Han Feng hurriedly apologized, and then finished eating the noodles with three strokes and five divided by two, feeling a little strength in his body.

"Butler, since he has been recognized as a young grandmother, you will take all the servants in the house off tonight, and Lao Tzu is going to have a cave room!" Han Feng said with a wicked smile.

When Yaoyao heard this, she was anxious, and after kicking Han Feng twice, she looked at Han Feng who was curled up on the bed with a smile and said, "My one, can you afford it?"

Han Feng didn't expect Yaoyao to be a person who was not the most violent, only more violent, and these two kicks almost kicked him in the back.

So he hurriedly said with a compromise: "Grandma, it's just a joke, there's no need to take it seriously, right?"

Immediately afterwards, Han Feng was slapped more than ten times.

Yaoyao rubbed her palms and shouted: "You are really a piece of mud, you still dare to joke with me about this, how is the old lady not worthy of you?

"Eldest sister, aunt, little fairy, please spare me, I'm still a child!" Han Feng rubbed his two swollen faces, and pleaded with tears in his eyes.

"It's late! I regret not supporting it!" said Yaoyao and sat on Han Feng's lap.