Chapter 39
This city has a strong old-fashioned 90s feel, and eating at McDonald's or KFC is considered high consumption.
Even if Yanagisawa was wearing an ordinary white T-shirt and blue jeans, he looked a little different from people of this era. What's more, he had long hair, with bangs in front that were parted and curled on both sides. Anyone who saw him couldn't help but wonder, is this a celebrity?
He walked fearlessly on the street with Yan Shizhong. Yan Shiliu, who followed behind him, had short hair. In order to cover the scars on his neck and body, he wore a black long-sleeved shirt with the collar buttoned up and black trousers. This should have been a gentleman outfit, but it looked murderous on him and no one approached within 5 meters.
Yan Shiliu truly came from a sea of blood and corpses. Humans have a very keen sixth sense, and no one would want to get close to him. If it weren't for Liu Ze being by his side, the policeman on the roadside would never let him leave without worry.
As for why Yan Shiliu has cut his hair into a modern style while Liu Ze still has long hair, this is because of their essential difference. Yan Shiliu is an ordinary human being who has started to practice to increase energy in his body. No matter how much he exercises, he is still a flesh and blood body. Unless there is a qualitative change, his hair will be the same as that of ordinary people, and it doesn't matter if it is trimmed.
Yanagisawa's entire body is made up of energy, and his hair is also energy. After trimming, some energy will be lost, and the hair will still be the same length the next day.
They have been in this world for a few days. Now Liu Ze is taking Yan Shiliu to experience modern society, especially the crowds of people on the commercial street. They each hold a cup of milk tea in their hands. They are the most handsome guys on the street and have to accept the attention of everyone who passes by them.
Liu Ze held Yan Shiliu's hand and walked among the crowd. At this point, he knew very little about the group and didn't think much of what he saw. Liu Ze knew Yan Shiliu was nervous, and his palms were slightly cold. "Why are you nervous? People here don't draw their knives at any time."
Yan Shiliu had nowhere to look. The women here, with their arms exposed and their pants short, walked past them giggling and joking, more unrestrained than the men. Some of them would point at them and scream softly as they walked by, as if they had seen something strange.
Liu Ze saw that he was only looking at the ground, and he knew that he was uncomfortable with the people around him in short-sleeved shirts and shorts: "This is just the beginning. People in this era are still relatively conservative. In a few years, you will see hot shorts, belly-baring tops, and backless tops. If you haven't gotten used to it after these few days, then don't look at them and look at me." Liu Ze walked two steps faster than him and walked in front of him. He really liked teasing this old-fashioned guy.
"Don't you like milk tea? The ice inside is almost melted." Liu Ze threw away the empty milk tea cup in his hand and turned around to see that the milk tea in Yan Shiliu's hand was still full.
“Very sweet.”
"Milk tea is sweet by nature." Liu Ze turned his head and glanced at the snack stand nearby: "There are skewers over there, let's go over and buy a couple."
Yan Shiliu would definitely follow him wherever he went: "Aren't you going back?" From the morning until the afternoon, there was no sign that Liu Ze was going back.
"Why go back? Don't you think the master has been scary these past few days? The master has been in a bad mood recently. Let's not go back and make things worse." Liu Ze knew why the master was in a bad mood. The master was eager to return to his original world. This world looked no different from the original world. As a result, Liu Ze went to the library and looked for history books.
All the major events in history that should have happened happened, and even those that shouldn't have happened happened, but the names of the people don't match.
Wars have broken out in modern times, but they weren't thorough enough. The civil war lasted an extra decade, and development in all areas was delayed. Simply put, this is a parallel Earth. They're all leaves, but the meridians are completely different.
He took the history book back to his master. His master had been in a frighteningly low mood these days, sitting there with a cold face and not saying a word.
"Then what should we do?" The master was angry. As an apprentice, shouldn't the apprentice be more filial to the master? The two of them came out early in the morning and hid far away. Yan Shiliu felt that this was not a good idea.
"Once Yaya and Shitou wake up, Master won't have much time to think about other things. Don't worry about them." Liu Ze took the skewers and shared them with Yan Shiliu. "We're on a date, you know? If you want to see me and think about me, there won't be so many worries. Let's go see a movie later and then get a suite."
Thinking about it, she felt something was wrong with the silent man behind her, so she pulled him into a less crowded alley: "Do you know what a date means?" She put her arms around his neck and made him look into her eyes.
"I know." Yan Shiliu looked at Liu Ze seriously. He didn't know when this man grew up from a quirky boy into a handsome young man. He would always be that beautiful star.
This person was too silent, which made Liu Ze feel that he was being overly enthusiastic. This was also his first time in a relationship, so he didn't know what to do and always felt insecure: "Do you know what love is?"
Locked by those purple starry eyes, it was the vortex in the starry sky. Yan Shiliu said honestly: "I don't know."
Just as Liu Ze took a deep breath, he heard his second sentence.
"But I want to have you forever and never let you go." Since this is an open era and Yan Shiliu is a good student, in this deserted alley, he lowered his body and tasted the sweetness he had longed for.
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The reason why Rong Zhou has been in a bad mood these days is not only because of the parallel world, but also because the purchase of the house has not been going smoothly.
Although the house has been vacant for more than ten years, the owner has no intention of selling it. The hostess still insists that her son will come back sooner or later, and if the house is sold, her child will not be able to find the door. Even if the price is increased by 30%, the other party will not sell it.
I originally wanted to wait until everything was arranged before dealing with it, but now there is no way. I can only deal with this house first and then do anything else.
Rong Zhou sat cross-legged in the pavilion. The secondary profession of alchemist in the game made it easier for him to communicate with yin and yang and experience another world.
The world turned black and white, and the same architectural environment seemed to have changed. Leaving his dimensional home and stepping into the overlapping villas, he heard the faint sound of children crying.
"Mom, it hurts."
{Save me.}
It's so cold here, Dad.
Rong Zhou followed the sound, walked out of the villa and came to the backyard. In the weeds in the corner, a little boy was squatting with his head buried between his legs, crying.
The child was not very big, about four or five years old. He was wearing a white shirt, plaid trousers and suspenders. It looked like the school uniform of a high-end kindergarten.
He walked over to the child and wanted to pat his head, but when he got closer, he saw that his hair was covered in dirt. The cracked top of his head was stuck to his hair, and from a distance it looked black, but up close it was a mess.
It looked horrifying, but thinking about how such a young child had lost his life, Rong Zhou could no longer feel any fear: "Little friend, stop crying. If you have any problems, tell me and I'll help you solve them."
When he heard the sound, the child stopped crying. After a long time without seeing the child make any movement, Rong Zhou thought he had to say it again.
The child suddenly looked up. There were no eyeballs in his dark eye sockets, and no nose. Black maggots were crawling in and out of his nose. His open mouth had sparse teeth, and only his tongue was intact, but the tip of the tongue was missing. "Uncle, I'm in so much pain and so cold." The words were unclear, but still understandable.
The child's appearance is very real and not acceptable to most people. Half of his chubby face has been cut off, and the outline of his teeth can be seen.
"Why hurt me? I want my mommy, I want my daddy." The child shouted. One could feel the resentment emanating from his body. The resentment was like a wild beast, pouncing towards Rong Zhou who was standing not far from him.
"......" Rong Zhou remained unmoved and waited for the resentment to come over him. How to put it, resentment, negative energy, no matter whether it was negative emotion or positive emotion, as long as it was energy, he would absorb it.
Those resentments disappeared quickly around Rong Zhou like raindrops falling into the sea.
Since coming to this world, he has controlled himself for a long time and refused to absorb the energy in this villa. Now that it is delivered to his doorstep, he has no choice but to absorb it.
"Put your temper under control. If you have any problems, tell me nicely and I can help you solve them. If you lose your temper again, I'll spank you." Rong Zhou always has enough patience with children, especially such a miserable child.
"......" Perhaps spanking was really an effective threat. The child's resentment finally stopped spreading everywhere. He still looked so ugly and looked at Rong Zhou timidly.
Unable to bear it any longer, Rong Zhou lifted the child from the ground into his arms, walked back to the empty villa, and sat down on the stairs. He touched the child's face, where a piece of flesh was missing, and his energy continued to flow into the child's body.
The child's empty face slowly began to grow flesh, the wounds on his body began to heal, the black hole in his nose slowly disappeared, and a small nose tip appeared. There was no more blood scabs and dirt on his hair, but his eyeballs were still in his dark eye sockets, looking at Rong Zhou with fear.
From his appearance, you can tell that this child is a good kid, with a round face, big round eyes, and the classic 37 points of that era.
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