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The flesh travels to the world of the story!! Holding back the surprise and ecstasy in his heart, Chen Xiaoqi slowly closed his eyes, the amount of information was too much, and he needed to take a look.

"Knock~! Boom~! Boom~! The sound of three chiming times remembered, Chen Xiaoqi looked at the big clock that told the time, this big bell was given to him by Zhao Yanran when he was still in school in Tianhe City, but the time on the big bell made his pupils shrink, 9 o'clock in the evening! How can it be!

He clearly remembered that the time he put his mother to sleep was 8:30 p.m., and after being so busy for so long, how could it be until 9 p.m. [Unless, the time of the virtual light and shadow plot space is suspended!] 】

After making a guess, Chen Xiaoqi's heart jumped slightly, stagnating time and manipulating the timeline! The origin of 'Supermicro' may be more mysterious and terrifying than he imagined.

So, now is the time to go to sleep!!

Zi once said: Don't make any choices or promises when your mood is stirring, because at that time, with a strong subjective consciousness, most of the choices or promises are out of a momentary impulse!

This is one of Chen Xiaoqi's mottos, well, he has a lot of mottos!

Turning the phone back to the state of an ordinary mobile phone, Chen Xiaoqi washed up, turned over to bed, and then fell asleep, after the excitement, he was really tired.

A dreamless night! Quiet!

……

"Knock~! Boom~! Boom~! ”

In the morning, the warm sunlight shines through the clear windows on the warm little bed, accompanied by the bell on the wall, good morning, new day!

Opening his eyes, Chen Xiaoqi quickly got dressed, and planned to make breakfast, Chen's mother was old and should not get up early, so generally breakfast was made by Chen Xiaoqi himself.

As soon as I arrived in the living room, a tempting fragrance came.

"My son is up, come over for breakfast!"

In the corner of the living room, Chen's mother was walking over with dishes and chopsticks, and when she saw Chen Xiaoqi, Chen's mother naturally smiled and beckoned him to eat.

Without saying any words of thanks, Chen Xiaoqi smiled, directly took the dishes and chopsticks, and began to eat.

Breakfast was plentiful, buns, fritters, pickles, milk, plus a plate of cut fruit.

The taste is familiar, and it's not far from the street for breakfast!

Chen's mother is not good at cooking, so she didn't make it herself, but went to a morning shop with a good reputation to buy the breakfast.

Although it was not made by his mother, Chen Xiaoqi still ate very happily, it is the rule of the Chen family to eat without saying a word, and sleeping silently, after eating breakfast silently, he was about to pick up the dishes to wash.

Chen's mother said, "Son, there are many choices in a person's life, the world is very big, and there are many landscapes, and then go to experience another landscape, another life, my mother will always support you." ”

"Okay, I'm tired of staying in the hotel, so I'll go out to look for the scenery later."

Smiling, Chen Xiaoqi picked up the dishes and went into the kitchen.

Chen's mother was born in a scholarly family, and she also did literary work, and her son was unemployed, so Chen's mother naturally wouldn't say, "Son, if you lose your job, you will lose it, and you will change it again." ”

Chen's mother's literary style, after a long time, Chen Xiaoqi will naturally be able to understand it.

Holding a thin resume, Chen Xiaoqi, who was carrying a shoulder bag, went out of the house, "Mom, I'm going out!" ”

There was no response, but Chen Xiaoqi knew that his mother had heard it, and that was enough.

In the autumn of 09, the autumn wind blows the yellowish fallen leaves in the air, depending on the leaves and the big tree to interpret the romantic story of the tree and the leaves, the hot summer has just been sent away, and there is still a trace of hot breath in the weather, depending on the summer.

Chen Xiaoqi, who was carrying a shoulder bag, walked slowly on the way to the talent market, and seemed not to be anxious about the next work at all, which made people curious where his confidence came from.

Although the weather began to get cooler, the pedestrians on the street were still dressed relatively coolly, and Chen Xiaoqi could see attractive big white legs dangling in front of him from time to time, well, thank you for summer.

There is a street near the talent market, the street is full of items selling gods and ghosts, here you can see the compass used by Zhuge Liang in the legend (of course it is fake), the books left by Liu Bowen, and the push back picture handed down by Yuan Tiangang.

What's more, you can find magic such as Mai Shenxiang, Plum Blossom Easy Counting, Ziwei Doushu, and Iron Mouth Straight Break, all of which you can find here.

This street was originally supposed to be called Feng Shui Street, but because it broke feudal superstitions, it had to be called Customs and Culture Street.

Chen Xiaoqi's eyes wandered between the various vendors and shops, and he was about to walk out of the street, but suddenly saw an acquaintance, who was the old man Wu in the duty room of the Rugui Hotel.

"Hey! Old man Wu, why are you here? ”

Chen Xiaoqi just patted it lightly, but he didn't expect Old Man Wu to almost jump up, turned around and roared, "Chen Xiaoqi, Chen Xiaoqi, don't you know that people are scared to death!" Yes? ”

Smiled apologetically, Chen Xiaoqi continued, "It's okay, old man Wu, your body is very good, I think you can live for a few years?" ”

"What's a few years, Chen Xiaoqi you bastard, old man, I'm only 65 years old, okay, can I live for a few decades, what do you mean I can live for a few years!" Old man Wu retorted with a blow of his beard and glaring, and his two eyebrows jumped and jumped, which made Chen Xiaoqi feel a little like laughing.

Holding back the smile with difficulty, Chen Xiaoqi was puzzled, "Old man Wu, what are you doing here?" ”

Chen Xiaoqi pouted, and in front of Old Man Wu was a few people surrounding a stall, on which a white sail was hung, and the sail read, "The iron mouth is straight, and it is not allowed to ask for money"

Old man Wu looked at Chen Xiaoqi's disdainful expression, and hurriedly instructed, "Chen Xiaoqi, this is a half-immortal of your own family, nicknamed Chen Banxian, it is said that the magic is extraordinary, old man, I am here to let him calculate today, when will I win the lottery." ”

Raising his eyebrows, Chen Xiaoqi said 'oh', and then there was no follow-up.

He knows that there are indeed some Xuanmen masters in the world, and the legendary feng shui physiognomy and other mystics do exist in zài, but those masters are not the dragons, and most of them travel extensively, and all the friends are rich businessmen and high-ranking officials, where will they come to the street to set up stalls.

Old man Wu waved his hand and said, "Okay, you young people, you know science all day long, Xuanmen feng shui arithmetic, you don't believe it, old man, I don't bother to talk nonsense with you, but, you are dressed like this, where are you going?" ”

"Looking for a job, I feel that the hotel is too boring, it really doesn't fit Ben Shao's elegant temperament, so I decided to change jobs." Chen Xiaoqi didn't tell the truth, he didn't want others to know about Zhao Yanran.