Chengdu in Shuzhong.
Outside the gate of the hotel chain, Lu Yuan was walking towards the door while talking to several people. They were all dragging large suitcases and carrying computer bags, and they didn't even have time to take off the flight tags on them. They looked dusty. Arriving in front of the hotel, several people first confirmed that this was the hotel they had booked. One person pushed the revolving door first, and then several people filed in.
At the moment when the revolving door turned, Lu Yuan, who was walking in the middle, seemed to be aware of it and looked towards the opposite side of the transparent revolving door. In the opposite compartment that rotates outward, there is a disabled person walking out in a wheelchair. Only his back can be seen. Lu Yuan grabbed the door handle and controlled the angle of the revolving door to avoid inconvenience to the disabled person opposite.
The next step was to check in, and then go to the client's place for a meeting. In the evening, of course, there was a dinner party to discuss the issue of three bottles or five bottles... The scene just passed was just a passing cloud, and he turned around and forgot about it, and then dived in. The project's literary exchanges have come to a head...
He didn't know that at the moment when the revolving doors crossed, another Lu Yuan in a wheelchair walked out of the reflection of the revolving doors and returned to the world he had left.
Of course the Lu Yuan who came back knew what had just happened - he had passed by his former self - even at that time, he felt his gaze looking over through the glass door, but Lu Yuan resisted and did not turn around. If he had looked back at that time, he would have turned into a shadow in an instant.
This is the Earth in 2005. It is a strict neutral world that cannot tolerate too many mysteries. It is also a world where the source sea fades away and is left to dry on the beach...
This world is almost undefended, but in the eyes of all mortals, this place is a ruin, even more terrifying than the ruins - without water, can fish swim? Can birds fly without air? Without the vitality of heaven and earth that permeates the world, can mortals survive? Once they get in, they won't be able to leave. This is a prison for mortals. No one will come here.
If it weren't for the connection between "Today's Me" and "Yesterday's Me", even Alona, who had newly gained powerful divine power, would not be able to send Lu Yuan back to this world. Even if he comes back, he won't be his true self. He cannot interfere with reality at all. At this moment, he is the reflection in the mirror from a distance away from reality.
Ignoring the slightly weird looks from passers-by, Lu Yuan pushed his wheelchair forward along the street. The bustling traffic on the First Ring Road made him feel like he was in another world.
Shu people live a comfortable and slow life. Lu Yuan felt out of place when he arrived in your place at the beginning of the year, but now he has a different feeling when he recalls it. This is the time when late summer and autumn are approaching, and the scenery is beautiful. In the alleys on the roadside, you can often see three or five people sitting around a small table playing mahjong. Some people were shirtless and leaning on recliners, drinking tea while half asleep. Lu Yuan pushed his wheelchair around and saw the flowers all the way to the Qingyang Palace in Chengdu.
First, stay away from the big man selling cut cakes - is it strange that gods are afraid of selling cut cakes? If the wheelchair hits the cake-cutting stall, I wonder if selling the Fortress of Dawn will be enough to compensate...
Then he avoided the tall main entrance of Qingyang Palace and headed towards the small alley on the side. The wheelchair squirmed through the streets and alleys, clicking around along the bluestone road, and finally stopped at the edge of a small courtyard. This is close to the side entrance of Qingyang Palace. It is not usually open and is only for staff to enter and exit. The nearby houses are occupied by people from Qingyang Palace. Although they are connected back to back with the houses in the scenic spot, they are not included in the scenic spot.
The small courtyard parked far away was as open as an ordinary house, with a small square table and a few wooden benches placed in the courtyard. At this moment, a fat man wearing a monk's robe and a shiny face was sitting in the courtyard, eating happily with a bottle of wine and a roast chicken. 6 Before seeing him, he didn't know what the person he was looking for looked like. But after seeing it, I was immediately sure that it was the person in front of me!
6 Saw him from afar. Naturally, he also saw Lu Yuan. The two looked at each other for a moment, Lao Lu sighed sadly, and turned his head away unbearably.
"Master, why are you so thin?"
Calling someone thin in front of a fat person...are you sure you're not looking for trouble? !
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"Guan Xixi. Don't lie to me with a shadow!" the fat man said rudely. Unexpectedly, although this fat man's image was not very good, his eyes were unambiguous, and he could tell the essence of Lu Yuan's current situation in one sentence. "Where did this ghost and snake spirit come from? He is still a lame man. Show me your font size and see!"
This is both a curse and a slang term. Lu Yuan sighed again, twisting his neck at a 45-degree angle, looking bright, sad and with pain in his balls.
"Idol! As a famous god in the history of our country, he is less than a palm of your hand." Lao Liu felt heartbroken. He felt that it might have been a mistake for him to come. "If your current appearance were revealed, your admirers would want to die."
Hearing Lu Yuan speak like this, it was obvious that he knew his background, and the fat man's eyes suddenly became sharp! At this moment, there was no wind, and the afternoon sunlight suddenly dimmed. His eyes moved up and down Lu Yuan's body, as if he could see through Lu Yuan's internal organs. It's a pity that there is only a shadow in the distance, and there is nothing on the whole body. After the fat man couldn't find Lu Yuan's heels, he immediately shrank down again. He silently picked up the chicken drumstick in front of him and continued to chew on it, as if he had never given birth at that moment.
But the visitor was a guest, so he took out a porcelain cup and poured Lu Yuan more than half a glass of white wine.
The wine is Jiannanchun, and the cup is sky celadon. A glass of wine was placed in front of Lu Yuan, clean and green, obviously a self-confession. Lu Yuan pondered for a moment and reached for the glass of wine. Unexpectedly, he was asked to pick it up! You must know that he is just a shadow at the moment and should not interfere with any reality!
Seeing Lu Yuan's surprised expression, the fat man was slightly proud. He drank a glass of wine and said slowly, "First, you shouldn't call me a great god, because I am an immortal. Gods and immortals are not the same thing; second, is that idol a kid? "
Lu Yuan burst out laughing when he heard the fat man's contempt for "calling him an idol". He raised the glass to his eyebrows and drank it all in one gulp. "It's my fault... It's rude to come back without reciprocating. I also offer a cup of tea to the immortal." Just holding the cup for a moment to reflect, Lu Yuan had already understood the way that phantoms interfere with reality. So he rolled up his sleeves casually, and when he lifted them up again, there was a glass cup in his hand, as if by magic.
The fat man looked at it with a smile, wondering about the person's feet to see if he could get any clues from the transportation spell.
But Lu Yuan stretched his hand out of thin air, and another bamboo-carved tea bucket came out. Take the tea leaves with a tea spoon and put them into the cup. With a snap of your fingers, water comes out of the air and boils when it falls into the cup. The white air rises and the tea leaves fall. After watching for a moment, the green tea leaves in the cup spread out, and the refreshing fragrance of tea instantly filled the small courtyard.
"Waste!" Seeing that the aroma was about to float out into the courtyard, Fatty said in a panic without thinking about Lu Yuan's method, and then sat down and took a deep breath - he saw the aroma of tea floating all over the courtyard. Like a long dragon sucking water, he sucked it all up in one gulp! The fat man calmed down and held his breath for three or four minutes before he let it out suddenly. “Good tea, once in a century!”
Seeing Lu Yuan bring the tea in front of him with both hands, the fat man threw the roast chicken into the trash can without even looking at it. His eyes were fixed on watching the rise and fall of the green tea in the cup, and he remained silent for a long time.
After he took a sip, his eyes seemed to relax and he closed his eyes for a while before swallowing. Lu Yuan's eyes widened, although this tea was indeed grown by him in Gensokyo. It was a spring tea picked in the first three seasons, and it contained a lot of spiritual energy. But for the man in front of him, what kind of treasures on a jade plate has he not seen before? Why such exaggeration? But what he didn't expect was yet to come.
The fat man looked at the tea cup and imitated Kong Yiji and said, "How much is it? Not much." Then he prepared to save the tea he had taken a sip from...
"Um... Immortal, there's no need for that. This bucket of tea is for you." Lu Yuan simply pushed the tea bucket over. You must know that Gensokyo has opened again, this time in the world of Mass Effect, taking up an entire planet! And whether it is Yokai Mountain or the Sunflower Field, these landmark buildings of Gensokyo have all been relocated or rebuilt one by one according to the appearance of the old Gensokyo, including the Kaguya far away.
However, the area of his tea fields this time is larger. For future business considerations, Hakurei Reimu directly allocated thousands of hectares of land to him for personal gain - you are not afraid of exhausting your father to death... Old 6 has worked hard Kuxin planted the tea fields and picked the first season’s tea leaves to taste. After all, the aura of the new world is more abundant, and the taste is even better than the one produced in the old Gensokyo. But the amount of tea leaves that he picked... I'm afraid he won't be able to finish it even if he lives forever!
So before arriving, I picked up a bucket of tea as a greeting gift. The effect...Old 6 was just stunned.
"Really?!" The fat man suddenly widened his eyes and stared at him in disbelief.
Nowadays in China, even if you ask for help, a cup of spiritual tea is already a big favor. As for sending out a whole barrel of spiritual tea, I haven’t seen it for many years! Are you begging for help...or are you trying to save your life? Seeing Lu Yuan nodding, the fat man hesitated. He looked at the tea bucket in his hand, then at the cup in front of him, and finally gritted his teeth.
The fat man held the tea bucket in his arms, picked up the tea cup, drank it in three sips, and then slapped the table! "Look... I, Old Wu, just put over a hundred kilograms here! There are other things lying around in the house. You can do it yourself if you want to see something."
Yes, he just hugged the tea bucket and stood up.
"Old Wu? Great Immortal," Lu Yuan couldn't laugh or cry, "If I admit it correctly, shouldn't your surname be Lu?"
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ps: The new volume has begun, please listen to me slowly. To be continued.
