Chapter 39: Rest

It was late at night when I got back to where I lived. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

In the silence of the streets, pedestrians were extremely sparse, except for a few 24-hour convenience stores and a few night shifters, all the doors were basically closed, and most people were already asleep.

The temperature began to drop, and Fang Ji and the group moved cautiously while looking around at the movement around them.

Today was too memorable for Fang Mo, before 8 o'clock in the morning, he was just a maintenance worker in a factory, and in the short seventeen hours after that, he experienced many things such as searching for Xiang Yu, finding Lin Dong, fighting with the police, and finally escaping.

Today is very tiring for everyone, but Fang Mo has not relaxed at all, although he left a message for another intelligence pioneer who has never met before, but Fang Mo is not sure whether the other party will give up the pursuit, and it can even be said that the other party has a high probability that he will not take the message seriously.

"This grandson, it's better not to take my kindness for a donkey's liver and lungs, otherwise... I'll just keep running. Fang Mo snorted unhappily, he continued to be vigilant against the policemen who might appear at any time, but this life-threatening major task, he mainly handed it over to Lin Dong and Li Yuanfang, and they were veterans in counter-investigation.

Less than five hundred meters away from his familiar residence, Fang Mo chose to take a detour, but the first place he went to was not a lodging point, but a self-service bank on the side of the road.

Whoa!

In the silence of the street, there was only the sound of the money counter dialing the banknotes, and Fang Ji took out all the cash in his card, which amounted to less than 9,000 yuan.

"Go, people are iron, rice is steel, if you don't eat for a day, you'll be hungry!" Fang Mo decisively took Li Yuanfang and the three of them to the nearest night snack shop.

As soon as they heard that there was something to eat, Li Yuanfang and Xiang Yu's eyes immediately lit up, while Lin Dong looked indifferent, as a cultivator, it didn't matter if he didn't eat for the rest of his life, but...

Gollum~

A hungry cry immediately came from Lin Dong's body, which made him realize that he was no longer the cultivator who could go without eating or drinking for the rest of his life, and now due to the restriction, his spiritual power was lost, and his physical strength could only be exerted less than one in ten trillion, so today Lin Dong recovered his injured body, relying on his own fat and physical strength.

Now, even if Lin Dong said on his face that he was not hungry, his body was still very honest.

"Boss, there are four bowls of lotus root and rice noodles." As soon as Fang Mo arrived at the supper spot, he sat down and raised his hand at the nightclub owner, who glanced at the dozen or so other customers in the store to make sure that they were not hidden stalkers.

In the face of any possible pursuit by the police, Fang Ji had to be cautious and cautious.

Soon, the supper waiter served four bowls of lotus root and rice noodles, and the fragrance escaped into the noses of Li Yuanfang and Xiang Yu, exposing the essence of their foodies again, but Lin Dong still looked indifferent.

"Eat!"

Because everyone was too tired today, Fang Mo gave everyone two bowls, but the performance of Li Yuanfang and the others proved that Fang Mo still underestimated these foodies in front of him.

After Fang Mo finished eating two bowls, he just couldn't eat anymore, but Li Yuanfang and Xiang Yu both ate three or four bowls each, this kind of binge eating attracted the attention of other people in the store, and many people looked at Fang Ji and the others in surprise, they couldn't imagine what kind of stomach could hold so many things.

The most terrifying Lin Dong actually ate nine big bowls by himself, and Fang G even wondered if he had opened the Devouring Ancestral Talisman in his stomach.

"! You guys slow down, keep a low profile, okay..."Fang Mo had no choice but to whisper to Lin Dong and the others, they were the last time to attract the attention of others.

But after all, Fang Mo would never let them eat, and he could probably guess why Li Yuanfang and the others had such a large amount of food.

Originally, in the fantasy story, they could fight for a few days and nights if they continued to eat a little food, which was obviously not in line with the law of conservation of energy, but now that they have come to the real world, under the restrictions, they have to be forced to follow the law of conservation, so how much energy they consume today, how much energy they have to replenish now, and the biggest consumption is of course Lin Dong.

It's just that Fang Mo didn't know at this time, and even Lin Dong himself didn't notice that after eating on a large scale, in the invisible Yuan Shen World, a faint wisp of spiritual power had been suddenly born.

After the battles and the power consumed today, after a cycle of replenishment, Lin Dong's adaptation to this world has begun.

"Altogether... 270 RMB! When the nightclub owner checked out, he himself couldn't believe it, according to a big bowl of ten yuan, Fang Ji ordered a total of 27 large bowls before and after, and normal people's appetite is generally a bowl.

Fang Mo is the most normal among the four people, he ate two big bowls because he was too hungry, it was already an exaggeration, but Xiang Yu ate four bowls, Li Yuanfang six bowls, the most terrifying thing was Lin Dong, he ate fifteen bowls alone, it can be said that Fang Mo and they contracted half of the business tonight.

Are these people reincarnated as hungry ghosts?

After solving the problem of food and clothing, the four of them entered a dim alley, where only wild cats occasionally appeared, and from time to time there were creepy cat meows like babies.

However, here Fang Mo can see his rented house from a special perspective, and that is where he must go back tonight.

But the cautious Fang Mo did not go back directly, but asked Li Yuanfang and Lin Dong to conduct a survey within a radius of a few hundred meters, and at the same time looked for a place suitable for stealth and at the same time able to see the situation within a few hundred meters of the surroundings.

Tonight was destined to be a night where he couldn't sleep peacefully, but Fang Mo always had to rest, in this regard, he could only make a plan, let Lin Dong occupy the observation point, and at the same time place things such as the Ancestral Stone, the Xuantian Temple, and the Great Desolate Monument that were not easy to find a few hundred meters away, and once the people who threatened them entered the three hundred meter range, they would directly notify Lin Dong.

"Leave your safety to me." Lin Dong didn't refuse, in fact, he just wanted to stay alone now and think about something.

After making all the preparations, Fang Mo left for his rented house, he took Li Yuanfang and Xiang Yu with him, because the room itself was not big, so some people could only sleep on the ground.

And an important thing Fang G naturally did not forget, although he was extremely tired, he still took out the mobile phone charging cable, let the mobile phone enter the charging state, and then as the mobile phone turned on, he immediately opened the text message box and checked the intercepted text messages.

It had been more than five hours since the phone was turned off, and Fang G didn't know when the new message from the universe server would arrive, and to his relief, no new text messages had been received.

He was able to breathe a sigh of relief.

However, on other chat software, Fang Mo received a lot of messages, including one from Li Ting, who seemed to have something to find Fang Mo at nine o'clock in the evening.

[Today outside the phone, the phone is out of battery and turned off, sorry. After Fang Ji replied, he fell directly on the soft bed.

In the tension of the day, he entered the dream realm, and Xiang Yu also snored and fell into a dead sleep, only Li Yuanfang, he stood in front of the window, looking at the town lights outside, not knowing what he was thinking.

......

At two o'clock in the evening, the stars in the sky had fallen to the western sky, and more than 1,000 kilometers away in Shanghai, on the upper floor of a building, a young man with glasses had not yet slept, he sat at the computer desk, looking through the glass walls, looking at the towering office buildings outside.

Drip, drip!

Suddenly, the young man's mobile phone on the desktop rang, and it was an unknown number.

"It's so late, who is it?" The young man was surprised, but instead of refusing to answer, he clicked on the phone.

"Hello, is it Li Hu, the author of "Martial Arts"?" A man's voice came from the phone.

The young man called Li Hu didn't know who the other party was, he just nodded: "It's me." ā€

"I'm sorry I contacted you so late and didn't bother you with your writing, did I?" The man on the other end of the line asked.

"May I ask who you are?" Li Hu finally couldn't help but ask.

"I'll talk to you slowly when I have time in the future, and we'll meet soon." The man on the other end of the line said, "This time I want to ask you something very important. ā€

"What?" Li Hu asked, "Are you my reader?" ā€

"I'm not your reader." "But now, for some special reasons, I have to get information about some of your characters, both public and unpublished," he said. ā€

"I want you to tell me that you have a horn called Wu Zulin Dong..."

Before the other party's words were finished, Li Hu hung up the phone, he had seen a lot of such calls, it was nothing more than some readers who wanted him to spoil.

But no way.

(To be continued, please collect)