Chapter 4 Lingjin Box
"Okay, okay, don't think about it anymore, and I won't lie to you. Since you know that Bodhi Ancestor sent me to him, then this matter is over, and I don't blame you for not being strict with discipline. β
Han Bufan waved his hand, looking impatient. Do you feel that the immortals either don't say a word to you, or just say a bunch of things you don't understand, so you can't communicate well?
As everyone knows, when he talks like this, others are also confused and at a loss.
After reluctantly retracting his gaze, the old man suddenly pinched his fingers and ignored him at all.
"Hey, can you stop breaking your fingers and counting? I'm not hungry for a day, you little white fox will be hungry." Han Bufan complained with ridicule, but after pinching his fingers, the old man stood still with his head down and his eyes closed, but he didn't know what he was talking about.
It was almost noon, and Han Bufan didn't want to talk to him, so he touched his stomach and prepared to go back to the forest to find his package. As a result, as soon as he took a step, it was completely dark.
Dark clouds were gathering and the wind was howling.
When I looked up, there were dark clouds floating in the sky, converging overhead. For a moment, there was no longer the slightest ray of sunshine between heaven and earth. Here you can't see your five fingers, and the birds and beasts scatter and dust rolls up.
"Damn, this old guy won't be a catastrophe. β
Look at the old man's appearance, who else can he be pulled if the world is not changed?
"Hey, old man, don't count ......"
Before he finished speaking, the wind and clouds rolled up with the old man as the center, forming a huge tornado. Before Han Bufan could photograph him, he was swept into the air to experience the feeling of soaring up to 90,000 miles.
Suddenly, the electric light tore through the sky, and then mixed with the thunder of Han Bufan's screams rolled down after the lightning.
"Boom"
Under the thunder, there is a ......
Well, this old guy was chopped and his whole body was spotless, and his strength can be imagined.
"Boom"
Han Bufan was swept into the sky, and the thunder was about to burst his eardrums. And the old fellow didn't listen, and continued to stand there on his own way.
Uncle, don't forget it, if you go home, okay?"
Even if he was dizzy and starry, Han Bufan still struggled to spit out the words word by word.
"Boom ......"
A total of ninety-nine and eighty-one splits, Fang Yun collected thunder and the sun poked out.
Losing the momentum of the wind, Han Bufan fell from the sky with a miserable scream.
The breeze brought by the old man's light breeze held Han Bufan's body softly, and the wind gradually dissipated after he landed.
Looking at the retching Han Bufan, the old man shook his head and left with a sad face.
When Han Bufan turned around, only a white fox was left nesting peacefully on the ground.
After this toss and the fact that he didn't eat breakfast and lunch, Han Bufan's face was pale and his eyes were black, and he fell to the ground and fell asleep.
When he woke up, it was already dark, and the white fox was gone. The wind was strong and cold on the edge of the cliff, Han Bufan couldn't help but shiver, pulled the placket of his clothes and hurriedly went down the mountain.
In the forest, hungry and cold, he cowered under a tree and made dinner a few freshly picked wild fruits. The package was pulled by him in the tree hole before, and now there is only the "mobile phone" left on his body, and it is still very dangerous to travel in the forest after dark, so he can only rest.
Without the tools in the bag, he couldn't make a fire, and before the meal, he also tried to drill wood to make fire, but after drilling for a long time, his hands were smoking, and the wood just didn't smoke.
The night is long, only accompanied by mobile phones. Although time has passed since this life and past lives, he is still very skillful in his movements.
The date shown on the phone is September 22, 2029, which is the festival day nine years later......
"It's still Eiichiro Oda, it's been so long that One Piece is finally coming to an end, and if I wasn't reborn, I really wouldn't have had a chance to see the ending. β
"I don't know if this mobile phone can communicate with people across this time and space. β
As soon as he thought about it, he posted a post on a forum, "Traveling through the world of mythology, alone in the deep mountains and old forests, what should I do if I don't eat or drink and only have a mobile phone?
With a glimmer of hope, Han Bufan gritted his teeth and clicked to release it.
A circle flashes in the center of the screen, and a line of small text pops up.
Submitted successfully!
I have to say that now there are more active people in the forum than before, and many people are mixing forums with their mobile phones.
Not long after I sent it, someone immediately replied below.
"You can break it on your own" - Ma Ma also
"I told you not to stay up late at ordinary times, and your cultivation is so low, you regret it. βyour AE86
"If you can't save it, wait for death" - salted fish spit thorns
Seeing someone replying, Han Bufan immediately joined in and followed to build a building below. But what the hell is this climbing tree?
@δ½ ηAE86: Daxian save me!
"Seriously, friends, don't make trouble, the landlord's life is tied to it!" - Landlord (Han Bufan)
"Find something that looks like you can eat first" - Lu Bailan
@θ·―η½ζ: I want to eat everything now, what can I eat, will I just eat a few wild fruits when you say this......
"The landlord's words are useless, you listen to me smash the phone!" - the stickman who sells girls
"Give me a girl upstairs and I'll set you on fire" β Sleeping Fairy
@εε₯³ε©ηη«ζ΄δΊΊ: I believe in your obliqueness.
Stickman who sells girls @ landlord: The moment you smash your phone, it will cause fluctuations in time and space, and it is possible to trigger a time travel, and then you will come back.
.......
"Landlord, you wait, I'm helping you find the video of Bei Ye" - gaygay
Damn, none of them are useful, and none of them are reliable.
After building more than a dozen floors, Han Bufan couldn't see any new news, so the post sank like this.
Now with his mobile phone, Han Bufan doesn't know what to do, and he is not in the mood to play games and read novels. His current situation is very bad, first, he lost his luggage, and second, he got lost and couldn't find his way. Coupled with the chance encounter with a tiger, he was worried at the moment, and he couldn't sleep.
With nothing to do, he started working on the phone again.
"That immortal doesn't bring a manual for sending things, bad reviews!"
As soon as he finished muttering, Han Bufan remembered the box containing his mobile phone. The thing that I want to hold this thing should be extraordinary.
Feeling out the box from his arms, Han Bufan carefully looked at any part and crevice of his body.
The more you look at it, the more ordinary it becomes, and the more you look at it, the more useless it becomes.
"What the hell, don't force me to lose you," muttered softly, but the box seemed to have a feeling. The whole trembled slightly, and silver light flowed between the textures, and then countless silver lights shot out in the center of the box. The silver light condensed but did not disperse, and a few big words came out of the finger of the box.
Lingjin box!
"Cool is cool, but you're gone except to tell me the name?" Han Bufan said casually, and the box was surrounded by silver light. Small silver letters are displayed on the surface of the box.
"I am at a loss in my heart, and I don't know anything. β
"Huh, are you conscious or spiritual?" Han Bufan was shocked in his heart, but his face was relieved, and he said secretly, "The book of heaven is used to pad the table legs, and the spirit box needs to be stored." β
There was another flash of silver light, the dark light flowed, and a few small words jumped on the surface of the box.
"Extravagant"
β???β looked at the two words Han Bufan was completely unclear, so he silently opened Baidu and searched for it......