Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

In the dark and cramped narrow room, a man in dark blue and yellow-haired haired man with white stripes was facing the wall and lying sideways on the metal bed in the corner.

There are no windows in the narrow room, only a small exhaust fan, which rotates slowly, bringing a small amount of fresh air.

But it is obvious that the pungent smell of disinfectant water and the turbid air in the narrow room indicate the incompetence of the exhaust fan.

Suddenly, a neat footsteps sounded, and the yellow-haired young man on the bed immediately frowned and slowly opened his somewhat cloudy eyes.

‘She lang...Cha gang...’

"Yellow eyebrows, someone is here to visit!"

Hearing the familiar sound of metal collision, Huangmei got up, turned her head, and covered the dazzling light from the door with one hand, frowned and said nothing.

‘Dongdong!’

"...Hurry up and clean up, Professor Li is here to see you!"

The visitor knocked hard on the thick iron door with the handcuffs on his hands, looked up and down at Huangmei's sloppy appearance, shook his head, and urged loudly.

When I heard the name mentioned by the visitor, my yellow brow frowned even tighter...

In the visiting room, Professor Li sat on a chair, his elbows hanging under the table, and only his hands were crossed and gently placed on the table, and he unconsciously showed a restrained posture.

‘She sang...She sang...’

The heavy chain sounded, Professor Li raised his eyebrows, stood up, and looked in the direction where the sound came.

‘Squeak~~’

The thick iron door slowly opened, and a familiar figure suddenly appeared in front of Professor Li.

“...yellow...yellow..."

"... Just call me Lao Huang! I'm about 600 years old this year, and I can't lose money on you..."

Looking at Professor Li's figure, the yellow eyebrows' expression couldn't help but soften a little. Hearing the other party's nervous tone, he pretended to be generous and sat calmly opposite Professor Li.

"...Yellow eyebrows, are you okay..."

Looking at the haggard-looking yellow eyebrows, Professor Li was unable to call out the title of Lao Huang after all. He sighed softly, slowly sat back in his seat, and asked with concern.

Looking at Professor Li's concern expression, Huang Mei smiled unyieldingly, raised her eyebrows, and said proudly:

"...Master, I am a monster, whoever dares to deal with me?

If you eat well and live well, you are free to be controlled. But don’t think about it. When I was practicing, I had been meditating and entering into meditation for decades, so why would I be afraid of him?

Let me tell you the truth, if you weren’t here today, I wouldn’t even see the king when I came here, so I would disturb my practice!”

Hearing Huangmei's words, Professor Li nodded silently, without revealing the other party's insincere words, sighed softly, took out an insulation bucket from the side, unscrewed the lid, and pushed it over.

"...This...is the chicken I stewed. There were eight stewed in total. They were all shaved and all meat... You... eat something!"

On the opposite side, Huang Mei glanced at the surveillance staff beside her. Seeing that the other party had taken the insulation bucket, he checked it carefully, and nodded before looking at Professor Li, smiling, and said lightly:

"...Okay, I appreciate your true feelings. If you have the chance in the future, I will personally accept you to the Pure Land!

The time is almost over. I should go back to meditate, so you can go back too!"

As he said that, he moved his muscles and bones as if he was relaxed, stood up with the table, picked up his chin at Professor Li, curled his mouth, and signaled the supervisor to lift the insulation bucket, raised his hands and waved his hands, and turned around and walked towards the direction he came.

With a 'creak', the thick iron door slowly closed, and once again isolated the inside and outside into two heavens.

In the dark corridor, Huang Mei regained her expressionless posture again, walking slowly step by step, weighing dozens of kilograms of shackles, which made him do his best every step he took.

There is no way, who can make him unable to use his magic power anymore...

Back to the cramped narrow room, I held the bed board with my hands and sat down slowly, looking at the front with my eyes blankly, and sat there blankly.

A moment later, a surveillance officer was holding a special tray in his hand, filled with a plate of somewhat broken chicken, placed it in front of Huangmei, and uncuffed his handcuffs.

He glanced at the tray and then looked at the surveillance officer. No one had the intention of speaking.

It was not until the supervisor left that Huang Mei picked up the tray in front of her, turned around, turned her back to the iron door, grabbed a handful of chicken with her hands, and stuffed it into her mouth.

After a closer look, tears had wet my face...

"Do you regret it?"

The sudden sound rang behind itself, Huangmei's face turned sharp, she gently put down the chicken in her hand, rubbed her sleeves on her face without any trace, and turned her head and stood up.

"...you...you are Wang Xuebin?"

Hearing the name of Huangmei, Wang Xuebin nodded gently.

"Remember me?"

Huang Mei looked at the locked iron door, then looked at the several surveillance cameras in the corner of the roof, and raised her eyebrows and asked:

“…How did you come in?”

"Come in!"

As he said that, he walked to the yellow-browed bed, leaned over the chicken and sniffed it, and then showed a sudden expression.

"Has Lao Li come?"

Seeing Wang Xuebin's movements, Huangmei took a step forward, protected the chicken in his hand, took two steps back, and frowned and looked at Wang Xuebin:

"...You haven't answered my question yet, how did you come in!"

Wang Xuebin stood up straight, still not intent to answer the question. He looked around and looked at Huang Mei, and asked casually:

"Now there is a chance to send you back to your original era. How about it? Are you willing to go back?"

"cut!"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Huang Mei curled her lips disdainfully, turned around and sat back on the bed, grabbed the chicken, stuffed it into her mouth like revenge, and muttered while chewing:

"I'm here to experiment again? I won't be fooled by you!

You say whatever you like and do whatever you like. If you want me to cooperate, I will tell you if there is no way!"

Looking at the alert Huang Mei, Wang Xuebin shook his head slightly, took a step forward, came to Huang Mei, and patted him hard on his shoulder.

In an instant, a strong wind gushed over, except for the plate of chicken on Wang Xuebin and Huang Mei's hands, everything in the narrow room was swept into debris by the strong wind.

I saw Huangmei sitting in the air, Wang Xuebin stood beside him, and each person and the demon were still maintaining his actions just now.

“...I’ll ask you again, do you want to go back?

If you want, I will send you back to your original world. If you don’t want, I will seal your magic power again, eliminate all your case, and send you to Lao Li’s side...

You decide for yourself..."

Silence, the yellow eyebrows that have recovered their magic power have no intention of being domineering or giving Wang Xuebin an answer.

Still sitting there half-hangingly, he raised his hand and grabbed a handful of chicken, stuffed it into his mouth, closed his eyes, and chewed silently.

One bite...two bites...yellow eyebrows ate very carefully, without leaving a little shredded pork, and even the oil on the plate was licked completely...

"...call..."

After eating the meat on the plate, I stood up and placed the plate on the ground properly. I whispered my fingers with oily flowers and let out a long sigh.

"...The rice cooked by Lao Li is still so bland. Fortunately, I won't have torture him in the future..."

As he said that, he looked up at Wang Xuebin in front of him and said calmly:

"...I am a monster, a beast. I am incompatible with this monster built with steel and concrete. I have no common language. I have never belonged here...

If you have this ability, please send me where I should go. I have no idea how to repay you. What I can do is to pray for you..."

Looking at the yellow eyebrows with a calm expression, Wang Xuebin nodded slowly, raised his hand and waved it. In the yellow eyebrows' slightly surprised expression, the narrow space was like light flowing backwards at the same time, and it turned back to its original state.

He raised his hand and patted the yellow-browed shoulders gently. In an instant, the two disappeared.

It's like... it's never been here...