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At this moment, the time has come to three o'clock in the morning, even Yongcheng, which is famous for its bustling nightlife, at this point in time, is basically rare, only sporadic night food stalls are still placed on the side of the road, but looking at the appearance, it also looks like it is about to call it a day.

Yawning, a young man who looked to be in his early twenties walked slowly to a wonton stall at the mouth of the alley from a small alley, stretching his waist and looking tired, and pulled out a bench, "Brother Wang, bring me a bowl of wontons!"

Wang Bing, who was cleaning up the tables, chairs and tableware, heard the voice, and couldn't help but stop the movements of his hands, and said with a smile: "Yo, Xiao Zhou, are you going home?"

"yes, I'm tired!"

The young man rubbed his sour eyes and yawned.

"I said you young people, you don't know how to take care of your body at all, stay up late every day to play games, and when you come to my age in the future, you will know that you will regret it!"

Seeing the young man's appearance, Wang Bing couldn't help but shake his head, and sighed a little seriously.

He has been running a supper stall at the entrance of this small alley for more than two years, and this only customer, who is currently sitting on a stool, has been coming to eat wontons at about three or four o'clock in the morning every day since a year ago.

In this way, Wang Bing is also extremely familiar with this young man.

The young man's name is Zhou Yan, a native of Yongcheng, who seems to have just graduated from university, and has not yet found a job, so he spends his days in an Internet café.

The wonton has a thin skin, so it cooks very quickly.

Skillfully scooped the wontons from the cauldron into the bowl where the seasoning had been placed, and brought it to Zhou Yan's table, "Here, here!"

"Brother Wang, thank you!"

Smelling the fragrance of the wontons, the sleepy-eyed Zhou Yan couldn't help but be shocked, and hurriedly scooped up a wonton, regardless of the fact that he had just fished it out of the pot, and swallowed it.

The hot feeling made Zhou Yan feel a trace of unusual pleasure, and the tired feeling of a busy night disappeared in this instant.

"Slow down, slow down!"

Wang Bing, who had already cleaned up the rest of the tables and chairs, and was sitting opposite Zhou Yan and smoking, grinned when he saw this.

Wang Bing, who is approaching middle age, in fact, every time he looks at Zhou Yan, he thinks of his son who is in college, and his son is also so anxious every time he eats wontons, and I don't know if today's young people are like this.

Picking up the big bowl, the wontons had been eaten, and the remaining delicious soup was drunk, Zhou Yan exhaled with satisfaction, "Cool!"

He took out a piece of ten from his pocket, put it on the table, stood up, and walked slowly back into the alley.

Back at the door of his rental house, Zhou Yan dug in his trouser pocket for a while, took out the key and stuffed it directly into the keyhole, twisting it gently.

"Click!"

There was a crisp sound, and Zhou Yan was stunned.

What caught his eye was not the rental house he was familiar with, but a square market, where people came and went, and the sound of selling was constant, and it looked extremely lively.

"The Sanqing Patriarch is above, is it the sequelae of that nightmare at night?"

Grabbing his hair, Zhou Yan muttered, "It must be that I opened it in the wrong way!"

Closing the door again, patting his cheek, taking a deep breath, Zhou Yan opened the door again.

"Freshly baked buns, steaming hot!"

The clamor of the bun seller is still the same, and the flow of people is still the same.

"The patriarch of the Sanqing Dynasty is on top, I am more than 20 years old, since I have been sensible, I have been doing good deeds and accumulating virtues, after the death of the master, I went out every night to catch ghosts and eliminate demons, and I did my duty. Why did this happen?"

Looking at the sky speechlessly, Zhou Yan somewhat understood that the words that his master often recited when he was still alive were unpredictable!

As a new generation of young people, in addition to learning Maoshan Taoism from his master, Zhou Yan often reads novels in his spare time.

Combined with the strange scene presented in front of his eyes, Zhou Yan knew that he had crossed over.

Because, on the earth, there is no country where people can fly!

No, people, they can fly!

But just now, he saw a middle-aged man in a white robe flying quickly over the city.

Striding from the door to the street of Fangshi, Zhou Yan turned around and took a look, and found that he was staying in a clinic just now.

No wonder, he felt a strong smell of herbs just now.

Immediately afterward, Zhou Yan found that everyone who walked by him would look at him with strange eyes.

touched his face, smoothed his hair, and finally looked down at his crotch, and found that the zipper was not open, Zhou Yan couldn't help but wonder, could it be that he was too handsome?

At tea time, Zhou Yan realized that it was because he was dressed differently from the people in the market, so he attracted strange eyes.

"The Sanqing Patriarch is above, it is the disciple who is stupid, a sin!

With a roll of his eyes, Zhou Yan took a few arrow steps and rushed directly into a store that looked like a clothing store.

At the time of Zhuxiang, he changed into a black and white robe, and pinned a jade pendant to his waist, and Zhou Yan, who was shaking his fan, walked out of the otherworldly clothing store called [Tianyi Pavilion].

Zhou Yan is extremely satisfied with this dress, the black and white conform to the Tai Chi Zhizhi, and the jade pendant and fan increase the overall force.

In exchange for a mobile phone that was running out of battery, Zhou Yan felt that he was quite profitable.

Although he had just crossed over to this strange world, Zhou Yan did not feel the slightest nervousness, but instead planned to have a good sightseeing.

Anyway, he doesn't have any relatives on the earth, and this state of mind of inaction, Zhou Yan feels that there has been no progress in the "Maoshan Daojue" for three years, and there is a faint sign of a breakthrough!

The heavenly machine is the most unpredictable, but God let him come to a strange world, maybe it is to see that he has not been able to break through the "Maoshan Dao Jue", let him come here to try.

Looking at both ends of the street in Fang City, Zhou Yan decided to go to the east, there were many people there!

Just like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, with the flow of people, Zhou Yan kept looking at the shops on both sides of the street, as well as the passers-by who passed by him.

Before he knew it, he had come to an alley.

At the same time, a very burly strong man suddenly blocked in front of him, and when he looked back, three young men who looked angry also blocked his retreat.

"Boy, hand over all the valuable things on your body!"

The strong man bared his teeth, stared wide-eyed, and patted Zhou Yan's shoulder twice.

Rob?

Zhou Yan was a little stunned, he didn't expect that he would encounter this kind of thing as soon as he crossed over.

However, before he could speak, a coquettish voice suddenly came from the mouth of the alley!

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