Lao Tzu is a cheap person. Standing at the door of the Sanhe Talent Market, Song Yong muttered so much in his mouth, scolding himself like self-harm.

After a month, he returned to this place, which seemed like a muddy pond to him.

Look at everything familiar in front of you, such as the gods who carry a backpack and pretend to be looking for a job, and the agents who are constantly shouting hard.

Song Yong's heart actually felt a sense of relief like a swimming fish returning to the sea.

One cheap pastime after another was recalled very clearly in this moment.

In the alley not far away, there are Internet cafes with large screens that last for five or one hours, and in the grilled fish shop next door to the Internet café, a delicious meal of grilled fish costs only 68 yuan.

Three or five bottles of beer are no more than a hundred.

As soon as he thought of this, Song Yong, who had just eaten yellow braised chicken rice, felt a little impulsive to go online and eat again.

This kind of relaxation and impulsiveness made Song Yong very scared in his heart, he was worried that as soon as he sat on the broken sofa chair in the Internet café, he would be habitually paralyzed.

Then, you may never be able to get up again.

For this reason, he gritted his teeth and told himself: "This place is poisonous, and Lao Tzu would rather die of exhaustion on the construction site than come back here to surf the Internet and eat grilled fish." ”

As if fleeing, Song Yong strode in the direction of Longhua Park.

He planned to take a look at the back hill of the park, and after making sure that the abandoned simple house had been demolished, he would immediately stay away from this poisonous place.

For the rest of his life, whoever wants to come here and whoever comes, he will not come here after being killed.

However, he had only walked a few dozen steps when he suddenly heard the right-hand position behind him, and suddenly an exclamation came.

When I looked back, I saw a group of people surrounding the talent market, at the corner of the alley.

When he realized something, Song Yong hurriedly walked a few steps over, and as he expected, this was another Sanhe god, who had not eaten for an unknown amount of time, and fainted directly from hunger.

To his surprise, the big god buddy who fell this time was an old acquaintance of his: Brother Jiang, the gambling dog.

Without thinking too much, Song Yong could guess the reason why Brother Jiang had fallen to this point:

It's nothing more than the little money that won the lottery last time.,Quickly spent a clean;After that, the hard-earned daily salary,Filled in the lottery shop at the bridge again and again。

Then, Brother Jiang, who didn't want to do anything anymore, was hungry and starved and just lay on the ground......

After squeezing in and taking a look, Song Yong hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd, took out a few yuan of change, and bought a cup of porridge and a bottle of blue water for two yuan at the stall that sold loose cigarettes.

After squeezing into the crowd again, he first looked at the onlookers who were taking videos with his mobile phone around him, but he didn't think about making a call, and shouted in his mouth:

"It's not a big deal, it's just that I'm faint from hunger. ”

It is indeed the case, after feeding Brother Jiang a little bit of the blue mineral water designated by the gods of Sanhe, Brother Jiang instinctively began to suck on the porridge that was put to his mouth.

A large cup of porridge was only sucked by Brother Jiang in a coma in a minute.

Then, Brother Jiang woke up faintly in a cough, and there was no need to go to the hospital to hang up saline and other troubles.

For the Sanhe gods, their vitality is so vigorous, even the weeds on the side of the road need sunlight, water and nutrients to survive.

And the Sanhe gods only need water and food, not even sunlight, to survive strongly.

Seeing that after Brother Jiang woke up, most of the onlookers lost interest, and even the market security guards who rushed to hear the news just yelled in their mouths: "Don't do anything here, leave quickly." ”

After yelling like this, he left.

But Brother Jiang, who woke up quietly, understood everything after seeing Song Yong.

He said with a little lack of vitality: "Hang * Mao, if it weren't for you this time, I wouldn't be able to really hang up completely; ”

Song Yong didn't speak after hearing this, he first took out fifty yuan from the change on his body and stuffed it into Brother Jiang's hand.

He said lightly: "That's okay, just wait for the good news that Brother Jiang has won the jackpot, now I still have something to do, you can take this money and eat something first." ”

After finishing speaking, Song Yong, who lit the soft white sand, walked in the direction of Longhua Park.

From beginning to end, he didn't have the slightest intention of persuading the other party to find a job and stop gambling, because he knew that if he could listen to the persuasion of others, where would the gods of Sanhe fall to this point.

Through a recent experience, he knows even more: in this world, no one can save you except yourself!

The fifty yuan is even a repayment for the friendship that Brother Jiang gave him most of the pack of cigarettes a month ago.

After walking into Longhua Park, Song Yong walked straight towards the back mountain, which was much less crowded.

It's just that the closer he gets to the back mountain, the more complicated the emotions in his heart become, and even he doesn't know whether he wants to see the abandoned simple house demolished or still intact there.

Eventually, when Song Yong's eyes appeared, the intact simple house appeared.

He even found out that behind the locked door, it seemed that no one had ever entered the room, and then he knew that it might be God, and he was destined to go back to the primordial plane.

Song Yong, who was a little unbelieving, used his ID card to open the locked door.

When he entered the door and opened the door of the bathroom, the space-time passage glowing with green light was quietly staying there in its most perfect form.

With the green light, Song Yong Tieqing's face changed color.

After that, like an old man whose crops had been harvested, Song Yong squatted at the door of the room. Silently finished smoking a whole cigarette.

Due to the long-term smoking too much, when he inhaled the back, he coughed like a tractor.

However, when he stood up, he had already made up his mind, and he hastened his pace and walked in the direction of the park gate.

Unfortunately, he didn't plan to return to the construction site.

Instead, he planned to buy something and take it back to the Gray Rabbit tribe and give it to a group of primitive natives, which can be regarded as relieving the guilt in his heart and replenishing them.

If you act quickly, you can catch up with the evening date......

According to the experience of the last time he traveled, Song Yong, who later determined the time consumed by the two places, can be regarded as basically a clear calculation of the passage of time between the two different planes.

In between, the time flow rate should be about one to seven.

That is to say, one day has passed in the modern plane, and seven days have passed in the primordial plane.

And after a crossing, it may only take three days for that space-time gate to replenish the energy consumed, and regain the magical ability to let people pass through again.

In this way, it is really not a luxury that he can catch the time of the evening date.