Ashijie

There is still a mattress to sleep comfortably, but this kind of soft bed, my mother and sister are afraid that they are not used to sleeping.

Yang Yunqiu got up from the bed, sat for a moment to wake up, and suddenly shifted from cold winter to late spring and early summer, but he only felt comfortable.

"Doll."

"I'm here, this is your shijie? It seems to be full of fun. ”

Yang Yunqiu breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head and smiled, picked up the mobile phone that he bought for three hundred and eighty yuan at the bedside and wanted to call his grandmother Wu Yue, but he remembered that he felt that he had no news from his grandmother for a month, but in fact, his grandmother had only chatted with him for more than an hour last night.

Hey, her old man has always been thrifty, but she can't afford to pay a little more phone, if she calls at this time, she will definitely be uneasy, Yang Yunqiu stretched her waist, stood up and moved her body.

He found himself getting used to the murky air of the metropolis lately, and he always felt a strong sense of suffocation.

He sat for a while, his phone ticking, and a text message came.

"This is a communicator? It's so basic. The doll rubbed into the phone, and then his broken phone chirped, and all kinds of music were so noisy that people's ears almost burst.

Yang Yunqiu hurriedly pulled out the doll, "Wait until I save money to buy you a computer, you are settling down, don't worry." ”

The doll closed her eyes, smiled all over her face, and muttered, "This is what you call the Internet?" It's crude, but it's so much fun! ”

The little guy couldn't think about it, and he didn't have time to pay attention to him.

Yang Yunqiu couldn't cry or laugh, opened the text message and looked at it twice, asking if the ipone5 local tyrant gold version was really new at 9.9 percent, and whether it was really sold for 2,000 yuan.

Probably because the business came to the door, Yang Yunqiu replied casually, and agreed to go to the KFC store below the department store in the afternoon to meet and inspect the goods, and the other party seemed to agree with suspicion.

Just came to Nanshi last month, he was very interested in all kinds of electronic products, so he went to the second-hand store to change a few worn-out mobile phones, took one for his own casual use, and the rest was transformed, deliberately transformed into the current sale of more haode models, for this, he also went to the store for a long time, if it were not for the good quality of the service staff, it is estimated that there is the possibility of catching people.

Yang Yunqiu thought about his own money bag, and felt that it was better to hurry up and make money, although he was also poor when he was in Yanguo, and he was in debt, he finally had his own house, his own business, and he was also a third-grade monk, so he could be regarded as having some status, but on the earth, he was still just an ordinary young man who had just left the poor mountain village and wandered Shijie.

Since three years ago, Yang Yunqiu has been practicing the basic channeling technique, but unlike the rapid entry in Yanguo, on the earth, his cultivation is slow and maddening, and before returning to Yanguo last month, he will break through the second grade, you know, the second grade and the third grade are completely different, that is the qualitative difference, not the quantity can be calculated clearly.

Fortunately, his mentality is good enough, he feels that God treats him well, everything can be natural, and there is no need to force it.

Although his cultivation is not enough, at least he can use his aura to nourish his grandmother's body, so that Wu Yue's illness in the early years will slowly improve, otherwise Wu Yue will force him, and he will not be willing to leave his hometown.

It's just that in the past three years, he has not been able to let his grandmother live a good life, Yang Yunqiu can't help but feel guilty, his home is in Yangjia Village, Shicheng, Northern Province, it is a mountainous area, the land is barren, the transportation is inconvenient, a village people, there are few rich households, Yang Yunqiu's age is too young, even if he starts to practice, in addition to eating more, his body is better, and his memory is better, it is useless at all, and it also increases the burden of his grandmother.

After finishing junior high school and completing compulsory education, he didn't go to high school anymore, only took care of Wu Yue, and by the way, he pondered to do some carpenter work, make some toys for the children, and later learned to tinker, what tractors, farm vehicles, and studied while reading books by himself.

Wu Yue was a woman with a wide heart when she was young, she saw that her grandson was smart and clever, and she learned a craft, although she was not yet famous, and she refused to go far away, every time the things she worked so hard to make were sold, from time to time someone asked him to repair and repair agricultural equipment, and he didn't make much money, but she was still very happy, and she always said that even if she closed her eyes, she could rest assured.

Just like that, three years have passed, the Yang family has not spent much, and has accumulated a lot of money, Yang Yunqiu is also eighteen years old, Wu Yue thinks about it, and still feels that his grandson can't be buried in the village for the rest of his life, he is so smart, although he didn't go to high school, he still bought a lot of second-hand textbooks, self-taught at home, if he can continue to study, he will definitely have a future in the future.

Wu Yue felt that his health was getting better and better, and maybe he could see his grandson start a family, marry a wife and have children, so he had to leave the village and go to Nanshi to study, no matter what, he had to find a high school to study, and then take the university entrance examination.

Although she thinks her grandson is smart, she really doesn't expect her son to go to a famous university, she just hopes that he can be admitted to a junior college, which is also haode.

Yang Yunqiu zuihou still listened to his grandmother's words, no way, it is not easy to practice, the wealth and the law are indispensable, his practice goes with the flow, but he stays in Yangjia Village for the rest of his life, he has no money to buy medicine and alchemy, no money to buy cherished material refiners, and the aura is insufficient, only by practicing the channeling technique, when will he be able to achieve great success?

What's even worse is that the doll cried and wiped her tears and shouted for Yang Yunqiu to accumulate merit - "In Yanguo, your cultivation is not high, there are seventh, eighth, and even ninth grade masters everywhere, it is not easy for you to accumulate merit, now you have another shijie, listen to you, that place is a master of physical cultivation, there are not many law cultivation, you can be regarded as the only one, and if you don't go to wander around, wouldn't you live up to God's good intentions, be careful and don't take it, but suffer from it." ”

He and the doll couldn't explain clearly, even physical cultivation is rare on the earth, let alone legal cultivation, and young people are not willing to be lonely.

So, Yang Yunqiu packed his bags and came to Nanshi a month ago.

Life in Nanshi is not as easy as he imagined, food, clothing, housing and transportation, everything costs money, and the little RMB he brought seems to be a huge amount of money in Yangjia Village, but in Nanshi, he can't even last a year and a half alone.

Yang Yunqiu took the soap and went to the bathroom outside to wash his face, looking at his face in the mirror, he suddenly felt that Yang Yunqiu in Yanguo and Yang Yunqiu on the earth were too similar, and they were more and more similar, with exactly the same eyebrows and eyes, and even the two little tiger teeth were the same.

It's like the same person in two different shijies.

pressed his eyebrows, sobered up, and went back to the house to take out the two local tyrant gold, wiped them carefully, and held them up and put them in the sun.

However, I have to say that the ipone5s made by Yang Yunqiu is really beautiful, that kind of color, which makes anyone fascinated when they see it, that kind of texture is not like a fake at all, and it is even more delicate than the real thing.

The doll jumped out and took possession of one and tried it, but it only stayed for a moment and flew back again.

Yang Yunqiu ignored it, wiped the phone clean, and took a small emerald green gourd from the wall, poured out a transparent potion from it and smeared it all over the surface, and carefully checked it, Zuihou was sure that there was no flaw.

His mind was stronger than it had been a month ago, he used to think it was perfect, but now he might be able to find fault with it, and whatever he did, he always wanted to be perfect.

Yang Yunqiu looked at his watch, it was now seven :25 in the morning, he made an appointment with someone to look at the goods at half past three in the afternoon, glanced at the mobile phone on the table, and always felt that it was better to have a supporting package, so as to save others from suspecting that it was stolen goods.

Data cables, chargers, headphones, etc., are matched one by one.

If it was a month ago, he would have not bothered much to carry things in his pocket and take things away, but after doing business for so long, he already knew that packaging was very important, and the price of the same thing, in a wooden box and in a carved wooden box, was definitely very different.

After thinking about it, he simply pulled out a metal folding plate from the corner and spread it out, with a few magic circles drawn on it piecemeal, as well as two gathering arrays, which looked simple, far from being comparable to his operation console in Yanguo, but it was barely enough.

Anyway, with Yang Yunqiu's current cultivation, he just wants to make good equipment that is above the second grade and can be seen by ordinary monks, but he can't make it.

Then he took the basket off the wall and poured it into the metal plate, and a large number of jars and bottles came out with a crackle, some of them made of aluminum, some of glass, and some of them made of plastic.

Plastic is not a bad thing to use, in fact, Yang Yunqiu found that it is an extremely haode partition material, which is only an inch longer than ten years, and the Kunlun dead wood that is worth a lot of money is perfect, the problem is that it is very troublesome to deal with, and these simple alchemy arrays in front of him are really useless.

In the blink of an eye, all the bottles and cans turned into viscous liquids, Yang Yunqiu's slender and beautiful hands danced very calmly, the movements were not complicated, nor fast, but there was a very special rhythm, at this time, if someone stood aside to watch, Shili could reach, maybe you would see clusters of blooming lotus flowers.

As he danced, the liquid fell obediently on another magic circle as if it was being pulled, extending and deforming, and Zuihou actually turned into a rectangular silver box that could fit a mobile phone and a matching data cable.

The box was formed, Yang Yunqiu took out his pen case, took out a spirit pen made of green bamboo, replaced it with a new nib and ink cartridge, and began to slide on the body of the box, his movements were very fast, somewhat careless, with the tip of the pen flying, the skin of the box appeared one by one relief, like animal scenery, as you like, swaying, mysterious and luxurious.