"Xiao Yu!!Xiao Yu!!"

"Xiao Yu !!!"

Suddenly waking up, Han Qi felt like his head was about to explode.

Wheezing violently, his forehead was sweating, his chest was like a bellows, and he took out a cigarette and lit it......

"Ahem!ahem!!"

Han Qi began to cough again, but mentally rather than instinctively. Because the feeling of the body is very accustomed to the taste of tobacco.

"Xiaoyu!!"

I already have a headache, and it's noisy outside.

Han Qi got up and walked to the window, and inexplicably stopped making noise. Then the phone rings.

Looking at the person below with his back to him standing there, Han Qi thought about it, and then came back and picked up his mobile phone to connect.

"Hello?"

"Are you home?"

Han Qi looked around and said suspiciously: "Are you ......?"

"You don't know who I am?!Hurry up I'm downstairs!!"

Han Qi watched in a daze, hung up the phone, and walked to the window again. The height here should be the second floor.

Sure enough, the person standing there just now was a lady in her early fifties.

Looking up, he glared at him impatiently: "Calling you for so long, sleeping again?!"

Han Qi was surprised: "Call me?!"

He heard someone shouting "Xiaoyu", and the voice was this woman's.

"Hurry up. I'll put the food here for you, and I'll still have work over there. ”

Pointing to a bowl of rice and a pot of vegetables on the laundry table in the courtyard next to her, the woman left.

Han Qi didn't wait to say anything, because at this moment he had just eased his thoughts a little. Look around, first feel, touch your face, and make sure you're not dead.

Then, looking at the surrounding environment, it doesn't seem to be an elven forest, and of course it's not Qingfan Temple.

It's like ...... Somewhere on Earth in a past life.

Maybe it's still day, chao.

"There's no reason for it. ”

Han Qi pulled the corners of his mouth to open the door and went downstairs, and when he retrieved the food and went up, he sighed and put it aside and didn't eat. Just sit there and finish the cigarette.

There's no reason for it, it's all like that, and it's not dead......

"Perhaps...... It's not that he didn't die. ”

Han Qi looked around, suddenly remembered something, muttered, and got up to find a mirror.

Look at your own face.

Sigh sure enough.

A big fat face that is not his own, about thirty-three or fourteen years old.

One meter eight years old, two hundred and twenty pounds.

Around is a one-bedroom, a living room, a kitchen and a bathroom, about 30 square meters of suites.

It's messy, and the computer sits next to the bed.

took out his ID card, also surnamed Han. It's just three words.

The date of birth seems to be a little earlier than when he traveled to the God-given continent.

"Just come back. It's soul piercing again?!"

Han Qi has already crossed once, but at this moment, he is relatively calm and adaptable.

Lighting another cigarette is not a psychological but a physical need.

Secretly sighed that the smoke was quite frequent, and suddenly the smoke fell.

Ran to pick up the phone and dialed the number just now with excitement.

"What's wrong again?!"

There was a voice that had just spoken.

Han Qi subconsciously spoke: "m...... Mom?!"

"Isn't it who I am? Tell me something!"

Han Qi was excited: "Are you my mother?!I have a mother?!"

The other side paused for a second, and said uncertainly: "Are you stupid to write?!"

Han Qi jumped up and shouted, "I have a mother?!I have a mother?!haha!!"

Then he suddenly said: "What about my dad?!I have a dad, right?!"

An impatient voice came from inside: "You don't have a father!

Then the phone hung up.

Han Qi wanted to run over and hug him the next moment, but he didn't know it well. He didn't know where she was. But I feel like it's going to be close.

Han Qi lay there, distracted for a moment, picked up his cigarette and smoked it, with a smile.

Finally.

Crossed once, and came back. Familiar with the world, and, no longer an outcast.

It's good, it's powerful.

——

In a month, Han Qi adapted to his own life. Especially now that I know everything about myself...... Or all the things that happen in this body.

Dianniang is a street writer, very unproductive.

In five years, I wrote nearly 20 million words...... It's all Korean entertainment.

You say a lot of yin gong.

Otaku, a virgin, thirty-three, has never been in love and has never had a super friendship relationship with a woman.

But that's fine. It's the same as Han Qi in his previous life, or it's the same as his previous life.

It's just that it's a little fat. While Han Qi began to increase the amount of exercise to lose weight at this moment, he also inquired about Qingfan Temple.

Expectedly, there is no such temple.

It is a community where I live, a county-level city in the south, close to Shanghi. It's called Hi Ning.

There is a Shishan Temple not far from the community.

I've been there a few times, it's messy, there are Taoist gods and Buddhist bodhisattvas.

I heard that it is very good in the local area.

Han Qi adapted to such a life, and his mother, Ms. Wang Lin. Divorced his father. When he was thirteen years old.

I followed my mother.

No wonder the mention of her father made her impatient.

Now it's far away and it doesn't seem to be in touch.

Han Qi thought about when to see, and he had to take into account his mother's feelings, so he gave up for the time being.

He is an otaku, writing full-time to fight the streets for a living, and you can imagine how his life is.

Frankly speaking, when he crossed back again, he actually didn't bring back anything similar to the golden finger from the God-given Continent.

After all, they have only heard that they will use the things of the earth as a golden finger when they cross a different continent from here.

Han Qi is good at kung fu, but is he going to be a bodyguard?

However, Korean entertainment gave Han Qi inspiration, he can try to lose weight and become an actor.

But it seems to be getting older again. This body is sub-healthy all year round, sitting and lying down every day to write, and the calves are atrophied and varicose veins.

Fighting Magic...... What a joke.

Internal force?

I couldn't find the slightest sense of qi in this dead fat man's body.

That's a ......

"Write...... Hehe. ”

Not bad either.

Han Qi felt that everything he had personally experienced, if he wrote it, he might be able to become a great god, right?

Make money, go to your father, take your mother on a trip or something.

If you decide, you will do it.

Now it seems that he is quite poor, and his mother is still in debt, and she sees that a small sock factory is about to close down. They were also prosecuted.

Without further ado. While looking for a job, I wrote at the same time.

It's a pity that the abandoned king in the previous life, the god king, basically couldn't get any other positions except for salesmen when he returned to the earth.

And the Zen theory and psychology I learned before are not even useful for a while.

The key is that you don't have a qualification.

What's the use of just knowing?

It's not like a real surgeon, you go and heal, you can heal, it's easy to say.

It's a pity that the psychological stuff ...... Forget it.

"Codeword. ”

Han Qi smiled, a month has been familiar, but it has not yet reached the level of empathy. It's still more of a top-down sense of game life. It's a pity that I can't eat anything.

Full of confidence, "Abandoned Monk" wrote thousands of words, not to mention, this big fat handcode is quite fast. It didn't take long to get a few thousand words ready, and then upload it for review.

Then signed a contract a week, made a few recommendations, and Han Qi waited for the kind of good luck that came to him and became a god, and he set a reward of 100 million alliances and 100 million alliance masters to hurry up and wait for the money.

Outcome......

"Let's go back and write about Korean entertainment. ”

"Fantasy is not for you!"

"Just write about fantasy. Haven't you pounced yet?"

"No wonder, I used to write about Korean entertainment. I understood. ”

"What a disappointment. ”

"What kind of fantasy does a good Korean entertainment author write?"

"It's a big mistake, come back and write about Korean entertainment. ”

Han Qi scratched his head, looked at the collection recommendation clicks, and then there was a screen full of such comments.

No matter how stupid you are, you know what this situation is.

"Phew. ”

Han Qi pouted and spat out: "I don't know the goods." ”

How many lives have been exchanged for such a legendary story, and it has been sprayed like this.

"Korean Entertainment ......"

Han Qi smoked a cigarette and thought about it, and then looked it up on the Internet.

Because of the few books I wrote, they are all 404.

And I don't know where to put the manuscript by the dead fat man, maybe the hard disk has been replaced, right?

"Girl...... Times?"

Korean entertainment is Korean entertainment. I found a copy of the content casually.,I didn't wait to see it.,The first link to show.,It's a Korean,National idol group.。

"Huh?"

Han Qi clicked in and found out. In his previous life, he seemed to have heard of it, but if he cultivates Buddhism, he will not pay attention to this.

As a result, looking at the picture, Han Qi suddenly looked stunned.

Because of the pictures, it actually ...... Actually...... I've seen it myself.

Anna, the Dragon Emperor, the Elven Queen, Sonny, Tiffany, Yuli, and even ...... Kresta?!

As for the captain, he was 1.58 meters, thin and small.

Who's not that stinky thing?

“......”

Han Qi's gaze softened, and the corners of his mouth curled.

Banxiang sighed softly, he had been back for so long, and he hadn't thought about his past life once.

People and things, I haven't thought about it.

However, at this moment, one by one, one by one, along with each picture, I remembered.

It's a pity that he abandoned the monk, but he didn't plan to write it anymore.

"Hey. ”

Sigh and close the computer, distracted for a long time. I took out my mobile phone, tinkered with it for a long time, and finally left all the messages that I could leave a message, various websites and APPs, and the like.

Only one sentence was written......

"I'm Han Qi...... Have you also come from the God-given Continent?"

And then it's gone.

In fact, he didn't have hope, maybe it was just a thought.

After leaving a message, I went to sleep.

Starting tomorrow, look for a job. No more codewords.

This is not the work of any man.

In the morning, the sun is shining and the autumn is crisp.

Not bad.

Han Qi exhaled, moved, and had a meal. Probably good sleep quality. So I got up a little late.

After lunch, I thought about what work I would do in the future.

I can't cope with it anymore with the mentality of a game life. Enter this body, and after that this is yourself. If you have a mother and father, you must cherish it.

Han Qi decided to go to Shishan Temple one last time before thinking about life. Asking for a sign to worship the Buddha, he is an ordinary person from then on.

When he was kneeling very religiously, suddenly there was a bit of noise outside.

Han Qi turned around in confusion and found a bunch of bodyguards escorting someone towards this side.

Of course, all polite.

Twenty or thirty bodyguards, escorts in the middle, probably seven or eight.

Han Qi stood up in surprise, because the direction was actually straight for him, wearing sunglasses and a mask. It can only be seen that it is a woman.

Until he got closer, he was really coming for Han Qi.

looked at Han Qi one by one, and suddenly turned his head and laughed.

"Fat like this?"

"Anyway, I wasn't handsome before. ”

"That's a bit ...... too"

"It seems to be a lot older. ”

"Only the height hasn't changed. ”

"It's not too short here, is it?"

"Cut, expect him to be handsome, it's hard for two lifetimes. ”

Han Qi grinned and scratched his head, did you mean me? Didn't you say me?

As a result, they looked at each other one by one and took off their masks.

Han Qi was instantly stunned.

Young......

No.

Han Qi was very sure that the faces and appearances of these people at this time were the same combination that they had checked before, but their temperament, manners, and eyes were definitely not.

In particular, the petite figure in the lead looked around, and then curled the corners of his mouth to look at Han Qi: "Without the internal strength of Dou Qi magic, this body is actually so weak." But luckily I'll build a nuclear bomb......"

"Holy!"

Han abandoned a dragon catcher......

I didn't pull it over.

Looking at the palms of his hands, the stinky thing on the other side smiled and tilted his head, and ran over to hug him.

was twitched a few times by Han Qi, and it was too familiar to feel.

"How did you find me?"

Han Qi looked at her: "Because of my message?"

The little short body nodded: "And my marriage contract with you." ”

Han Qi was surprised: "Is there also the law of heaven and earth recognized in this plane?"

Then he frowned: "What is the law of heaven and earth?"

Xiao Short shook his head: "Anyway, I've already left, what do you want to do so much?"

After a moment of silence, the little short body looked at Han Qi: "Do you hate me?"

Han Qi paused, smiled and did not respond. Instead, he looked at the others, and then looked at Jessica and Kresta in surprise: "You don't seem to be a combination, do you?"

When Jessica heard this, she smiled and hugged the frowning Kresta: "She is my sister in this life." Dear!"

Han Qi suddenly nodded with a smile.

Then he wondered: "Could it be that I crossed back and didn't it happen by chance?"

Several people looked at each other, Tiffany, Sonny, Yuli, Anna, this life is called Yun'er. Then fly the strings...... At the moment, his face is chubby, and he is really fat.

They all looked at the little short body.

It's the captain Taeyeon.

"I haven't told you about my talent. ”

The little short body looked up: "It's rebirth." ”

Han Qi was stunned for a moment, and then understood everything.

She killed them, including herself, because her Demon Emperor talent was reborn. It can bring them back to life in another form and in another plane.

I am afraid that I can live at this moment, and I am afraid it has something to do with him.

It's just that she didn't find herself, and it seems that some things can't be controlled.

Inexplicably, there seems to be a lot to ask, but at the moment, I don't want to ask.

"What about you?"

"What now?"

Jessica frowned and looked at her body: "Why is it not your country that is still reborn." What idol groups are really annoying. Fortunately, it was already outdated, otherwise I would have been bouncing everywhere. ”

Flying String pinned his hair: "No, I don't. I think filming is very interesting. ”

Jessica glanced at her and hugged Kresta, "Sister, you agree with me, don't you?"

Several people laughed, especially at Kresta's disgusted and helpless silent expression.

"Who are you, what are you doing here?"

Suddenly a person in charge came, frowning and looking at them.

Jessica's eyes were about to pass, but Han Qi helplessly stopped her.

"Let's go. ”

Then took them and left Shishan Temple together.

——

"Where do you live?"

"A little broken house...... Rented. ”

"What do you do?"

"Write a book. ”

"Writers?"

"Networked. ”

"Why are you dressed so poorly?"

"No money. ”

"I'll raise you. I'm not very rich, but I seem to be able to make a lot of money with this body. A bunch of luxuries. ”

"Just raise it, how much pressure is it? There will be no pressure if everyone shares it together. ”

"Haha. ”

"It's so calm. Eat soft rice?"

"Nukes are worth a lot of money, right?"

"Get out of here!!"

"Ahh!!h

"Bite me and beat you!!"

"We raise you, you have to do things, right? Otherwise, how boring, you were once an abandoned king." ”

"Otherwise, I'd better write a book. Unconvinced, he actually hit the street. ”

"Write what?"

"By the way, how nice would it be to write down our experiences?"

"Wrote, and pounced. ”

"What do you mean by fluttering?"

"It's just that no one is watching. ”

"How is this so? ”

"So I'm trying to write about Korean entertainment, and you tell me some secrets. For example, who was kept by the chaebol II and so on. ”

"I ...... But it broke his leg. ”

"You still have vindictive magic?!"

"Isn't there a gun?"

“..................”

"Lean ......"

End of book.