Dimensional Bookstore

After Yin Guxiao and the others left, the bookstore finally returned to silence.

Keynes stood guard at the door silently, and even Victor rarely stared at the door seriously, his golden eyes sharp and intimidating.

Le Jing laughed and said, "Don't worry so much." The young man leaned against the wall with his arms folded, and there was a careless smile in his slightly drooping eyes: "Now it's just some small fish who come to test, the real owner hasn't appeared yet."

Almost as soon as Le Jing finished speaking, the door of the bookstore was knocked.

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Very polite?

He nodded to Keynes, and Keynes opened the door knowingly, and a baby-faced young man led three strong men in.

The baby-faced young man had white lips and red teeth, and looked handsome, but the three burly men behind him were all very burly, and the wide Taoist robes looked like tights on them. They didn't look like Taoists, but more like gangsters or debt collectors.

Under Le Ling's scan, Le Jing could clearly see the remaining Taoists guarding the door, blocking the alley.

The baby-faced young man looked around the room seriously, and then fixed his eyes on Le Jing who was leaning against the wall: "Are you Le Jing?"

The baby-faced young man had a cold expression and a serious look in his eyes. On the contrary, Le Jing looked extremely relaxed. He put down his arms and stood up straight: "Yes, I am. I wonder if you are here to buy books..." He lowered his eyes and smiled softly, hiding the dangerous light in his eyes: "Or do you want my autograph?"

"Autograph?" The baby-faced man was stunned and looked at him suspiciously: "Autograph? Why should I ask you for an autograph? Are you famous?"

"Ah! Aren't you Jun Fushen!" A big man behind him exclaimed excitedly like a girl: "I didn't expect to see you here!"

The baby-faced man looked at the calm Le Jing in confusion, "What the hell? Aren't you called Le Jing?"

"Hey, senior brother, you are out of date!" The black bear-like junior brother looked at him with disdain, and a subtle blush appeared on his bronze face: "Jun Fushen is an important male supporting role in "Zhen Meng Shanhe", and is a popular role played by this senior. Because of his excellent acting skills and handsome appearance, the senior is now a new male god for many fans."

The baby-faced man was even more confused. Even Le Jing was a little surprised. Should we say that appearance is not the best way to judge a person? This burly junior brother actually likes girls, what is this? Is it cute in contrast?

"Hey, meeting is fate," the junior brother said shyly to Le Jing: "Sign an autograph for me..."

The baby-faced man coughed loudly, and the junior brother immediately changed his words: "...It's impossible." He laughed dryly: "Senior brothers, you guys chat, you guys chat."

The baby-faced man rolled his eyes at him, and said to Le Jing with a straight face: "I'm not here to buy books, nor to ask you for an autograph, I came here specifically to find you."

To be honest, they have been talking here for so long and haven't started to fight, which is really beyond Le Jing's expectation. He originally thought that the other party would fight as soon as they met.

So it seems that they are planning to be polite first and then use force?

Le Jing raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

The baby-faced man had a serious expression, and there was an obscure emotion in his eyes: "I think you also learned about what happened from the head of Lingxuzi."

Le Jing's eyes darkened, and his voice became gentler: "So?"

"So..." The baby-faced man's serious expression immediately broke, and he gritted his teeth: "Such lawless and rampant behavior is simply sensational! This is the mortal world, not the fairyland!"

Le Jing:...? ? ?

"If you ask me, those immortals are all feudal remnants! What era is it that still practices the closed-door policy of aristocratic slaves! They should be burned with the torch of revolution!"

Le Jing:...

Le Jing felt that things seemed different from what he imagined.

"...So why did you come to me?"

The baby-faced man said firmly: "Of course it's to protect you!" He patted his chest and said: "I have selected more than 70 young talents from various sects and are determined to fight these feudal remnants to the end!"

Looking at the indignation on the faces of these four people, Le Jing suddenly remembered a passage written by Jin Yinan in "Suffering and Glory":

"That was an era when people did great things at a young age and lost their lives at a young age. No one was old and frail, and no one was highly respected. No one was studying longevity and maintenance. The era that requires passion can only be the era of young people."

The fairy world is too old.

He is closed, ignorant, conservative, and **, with the common problems of all feudal dynasties from ancient times to the present.

The new era of self-reliance, self-reliance, self-respect and self-love born under the watering of a hundred years of freedom and equality is destined to be unable to tolerate such a decadent behemoth.

This era belongs to all young people whose passion has not yet been extinguished.

Only young people like this can bring about changes to the world and create a future they expect.

The young man's eyebrows softened visibly, and he sighed and smiled: "Thank you for your kindness, but I can handle it all by myself, so please go back."

The baby-faced man was anxious, and he opened his eyes wide and said: "There are only two of you in this store, including the foreigner, and they have more than a dozen immortals. Even if you are powerful, there will be more ants than elephants. We can help you!"

"Excuse me for being blunt, but the highest level of your cultivation is only the Nascent Soul, and you are only in the Golden Core stage. And those are immortals who have achieved the Tao, you are no match for them."

Baby Face was surprised at first that Le Jing could accurately detect their cultivation, then he quickly realized that this person was an immortal, so it was normal for him to be able to see their cultivation. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but envy Le Jing's ability to hide his cultivation. According to his perception, he only had a foundation-building cultivation! How suitable to play the pig and eat the tiger!

He waved his hand to Le Jing's doubts: "This is not a problem. In the context of the new era, our Taoism follows the principle of independence and self-management, loves the country, the party and the people, and resolutely opposes the invasion of feudal reactionary forces in the fairy world. Just at the work report seminar, the heads of the major sects in the cultivation world reached a consensus on this point. Senior, you don't have to worry about the fairy world, because behind you stands our entire Chinese cultivation world! And..." He showed a cunning smile: "Senior, do you want to reach a cooperation with the country?"

"...What?"

"In the past few months, many warriors who escaped from the fairy world have reached cooperation with relevant national parties! They serve the country, and the corresponding country should provide them with protection. I don't believe that our planes, cannons and missiles can't deal with the immortals!" The baby-faced man laughed, and his delicate features squeezed out a cunning smile: "Senior, as long as you join the Special Energy Bureau, the country will definitely protect you as a talent! At that time, you will have a good life and stand up straight to be an immortal, which is much more comfortable than the fairy world!"

Le Jing:...

The development of this series of events was far beyond his expectations. But... he doesn't hate this development.

The young man laughed a few times, grabbed the roots of his hair and combed his long bangs back a few times, looked up at the baby-faced man, his eyes full of appreciation and relief: "Thank you for your kindness, but it's still not necessary."

He felt relieved knowing what measures China in this plane would take.

He chuckled, like a winter plum blossom blooming in the blooming mountain flowers: "I'm leaving."

The baby-faced man was a little confused, "Leave?" He thought of something and asked anxiously: "Where are you going? Fairyland?"

Le Jing shook his head and looked at the baby-faced man leisurely, with a sly smile on his lips: "No. I'm going to another world."

"Another world?" The baby-faced man repeated this sentence stiffly like a parrot, his eyes becoming more and more confused: "What do you mean?"

"I'm not from this world." The young man smiled and said: "I'm a time traveler from a parallel world."

The baby-faced man was dumbfounded.

He laughed dryly: "Senior, you are really good at joking."

Le Jing looked at him seriously: "I'm not joking. It doesn't matter if you don't believe it now. You will believe it soon."

Then the baby-faced man looked at him with pity.

He didn't expect that this senior had a knowledgeable face but a stupid mind.

Isn't there a saying that there is only a fine line between genius and madness? Could it be that this senior is also a cultivator who has gone astray?

Then he couldn't think about it anymore.

The house suddenly began to shake violently. The baby-faced man almost fell down. He quickly held the counter and struggled to keep his balance. He asked in confusion: "Earthquake?"

City A is located in a plain area. How could there be an earthquake?

However, the earthquake had no effect on him who had already reached the Jindan level. He stabilized his body and asked the people in the room to go out first. Then he saw an incredible scene.

Along with the shaking, the decorations in the store gradually faded away, revealing unfamiliar furniture and decorations, just like scraping off the surface of an oil painting step by step to reveal another oil painting.

The figure of Le Jing, who just claimed to be a time traveler, also became intermittent, and his body outline was distorted to varying degrees, as if the TV signal was not good. Not only Le Jing, but also the foreigner and a black cat in the store, their figures were distorted and changed, and they would become blurred at any time.

He rubbed his eyes suddenly, suspecting that he was dreaming, but when he opened his eyes, he saw Le Jing's fainter figure and the mysterious smile on his face that made people unpredictable.

"Finally... can you tell me... your name?" The young man's voice was creaking, and there were different degrees of noise in it, which sounded like the radio broadcast signal was not good.

"Xuan Xin!" The baby-faced man answered in a trance: "My name is Xuan Xin."

"Xuan Xin... ah..." The young man's eyes curved into a beautiful crescent, and his smile was as bright as a warm spring breeze: "I'm glad... I met you... in the end."

"I'll wait for you in the future."

After leaving the last sentence that suddenly became clear, the young man disappeared completely, and the entire bookstore disappeared with him.

The vibration also stopped.

Xuan Xin stood in the dilapidated room that looked like a haunted house, and sneezed several times because of the dust.

"Brother..." A faint voice of one of his fellow apprentices came from behind: "...Are we in a ghost wall?"

"Fuck you!" Xuan Xin said angrily: "Recite the 24-character socialist core values ​​to me!"