Meng Chen fiddled with his phone, but he couldn't return to that interface.

Speaking of which, there is nothing special about this mobile phone, it is just a domestic magic machine.

If you have to find something special, it is this mobile phone, which is particularly durable.

I don't know how many times I've fallen on the ground, but it's still good to pick it up. There was even a time when Meng Chen was cooking noodles, a call came from the police station, and when he was nervous, he dropped his mobile phone into the pot and boiled for dozens of seconds.

As a result, I took it out and cleaned it, and it was still a baribala, and there was no problem!

No longer paying attention to his phone, he turned around and went back to his bedroom.

Instinctively, he couldn't help but glance at the mirror of the dresser.

The light is as good as new, and there are no unusual problems.

Everything was like a dream.

But Meng Chen knew that this was not a dream.

In my mind, the information about the recipe of the refining soup and the original of the Five Birds Opera was extremely clear and clear, as if it was imprinted in my mind.

And the "man in the mirror" just now should be himself, but the self in the mirror at that time seemed to be three seconds slower than his actions in reality.

For this situation, Meng Chen only thought that he had drunk too much, and his brain was turning slowly, and he was hallucinating.

Without thinking about it anymore, he felt two exercises again.

After the induction, Meng Chen's eyes flashed with extreme excitement.

The word "crossing" is like thunder to modern people, and there are so many people who have heard and seen it that there can't be more!

At present, there are not 10 million novels about crossing on the Internet, but 8 million.

But it was the first time to actually encounter a traverser.

That's great!

Meng Chen had already begun to fantasize in his mind about how to cultivate Pan Feng into a "peerless emperor".

That's right, it's the Peerless Emperor!

No matter where Pan Feng is located, whether it is the world of romance or the parallel space world of the earth, he can collect enough information from the Internet to support him.

No matter what problems he encounters, he can "come up" with countless solutions here!

Three stinkers, and one Zhuge Liang.

The wisdom of hundreds of millions of netizens is a joke?

If Pan Feng rises, it will be of great benefit to him.

Thinking about it roughly, Wang Yue's swordsmanship, Tong Yuan's marksmanship, and Hua Tuo's medical skills......

"Nest on ......"

Just thinking about it makes him tremble!

Moreover, the reason why Meng Chen was so excited was mainly because in the bottom of his heart, he also thought of something deeper, from what Pan Feng had crossed.

It was these things that made him sweep away the decadence of the past and become a hundred times more energetic.

"Pan Feng can cross, maybe his parents ......"

This idea is a bit nonsense, but it does give Meng Chen great hope.

People cannot live without hope.

A life without hope is really a salted fish, just like the days he lived in the previous year.

Glancing at the messy living room and room, Meng Chen couldn't help frowning, "In just one year, have I turned my home into a pig's nest......"

When I'm usually decadent, I don't think there's anything wrong with it at all.

Now he felt it was time to clean up.

Rolling up his sleeves, he began to tidy up the room.

After more than two hours, Meng Chen sorted out five large bags of garbage, two rooms and a small living room, and finally had the appearance of a little home.

"Buzz ......"

The mobile phone in his trouser pocket suddenly vibrate.

Meng Chen was startled and hurriedly took out his mobile phone.

"The head teacher, Mr. Li. ”

The phone is shown above.

Meng Chen was slightly disappointed.

He also thought that it was Pan Feng again.

Looking back at the window, I saw that at this moment, the sky was already bright.

"Forgot ...... I still have to go to school......"

Meng Chen patted his head.

When the phone was connected, a man's voice immediately came from inside, "Meng Chen, what's the matter? Why don't you come to school at this time?"

"Mr. Li, I want to take three days off. You know, the police station is looking for me again......"

Meng Chen scratched his head a little, and finally decided to make up a nonsense.

On the other end of the phone, there was silence for a moment, and then he continued: "Meng Chen, the number of times you have asked for leave this semester is a bit too much...... Anyway, you can't give up your studies, and the college entrance examination is coming soon, and it's a weekend after your three-day vacation, can't you push it back?"

Mr. Li is a veteran teacher who has been teaching for more than 30 years and is very responsible for every student.

"Hmm. Can't push it back...... Mr. Li, as you know, I have delayed my studies too much, and I will definitely not be able to pass the university. So I thought...... I want to enter the 'Martial Arts Department' and join the school martial arts club. ”

Meng Chen said.

Since five years ago, the first high school in Dragon City has been divided into the Ministry of Culture and the Ministry of Martial Arts, and if you have a good physical talent, you can choose to take the path of martial arts.

In fact, this is true not only of Dragon City, but basically of the whole country and even most countries in the world. There is a martial arts club in high school, and through the martial arts club, you can apply for a higher "martial arts academy". ”

"Do you want to enter the Martial Arts Club?" Teacher Li on the other end of the phone looked very surprised, "Meng Chen, the path of martial arts is very difficult to walk......! And those people in the Martial Arts Club are very unfriendly to you, you have to think clearly!"

"Hmm. I figured it out. Meng Chen confirmed.

“...... Okay, I'll say hello to the school first. But even if you follow the path of martial arts, your liberal arts grades can't be too bad, at least you have to pass. When you have free time at home, read more books, and when you come to school, I will arrange someone to make up for you. ”

Teacher Li was silent for a while and said.

"Well, thank you, Mr. Li!"

Meng Chen was sincerely grateful.

Since the mysterious disappearance of the people around him one by one, he has become a marginal person in the school, except for Mr. Li, basically, no one will pay attention to him.

Hanging up the phone, Meng Chen took a breath and returned to the house.

Finding a bank card, he walked out of the house.

I checked at a nearby ATM, and there were more than 70,000 yuan on the card.

This is what his parents left him, and it is also all his belongings.

Take out 20,000 cash, catch a bus, and rush to the largest pharmacy in the city.

Long City is only a county-level city, and it is not actually very big, but the refining body soup is very important, so you should go to a larger pharmacy to buy it, so you can rest assured.

In the pharmacy, Meng Hui bought dozens of Chinese medicinal materials in varying amounts.

In the end, it was divided into three packs, and a total of more than 13,000 yuan was used.

Refining body soup is a medicinal bath method, not for people to drink.

These three packets of medicinal herbs can be used three times, once every three days, for nine days.

And to complete the whole medicated bath process, it takes ten medicated baths, which is about a month.

According to the records of the Body Refining Soup, the medicinal bath combined with the cultivation of the Five Birds Opera can eventually double the physique, or even one and a half times!

After leaving the pharmacy, he went into several hardware and grocery stores to inquire.

To perform a medicated bath, you also need a medicine tank.

It's really hard to buy this thing in modern society, and you don't have it in grocery stores. However, the owner of a shop gave him a suggestion to visit the flower garden on the outskirts of the city.

I took the car to the flower garden again, and it turned out to be lucky, there is really something here.

It's the kind of old-fashioned clay jar, and it's not afraid of fire.

After paying the boss an extra fifty yuan, Meng Chen rushed home in a small row of deliveries from the flower garden and a half-person-high clay jar.