Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

"...You mean, Brother Bin came to our world from another world. Even if he died in our world, he is still alive in his world, right?"

In the tea room of Villa No. 1, Huating Mingdi, Lu Xiaoqian and Xiao Chuchu surrounded the silly girl, drinking tea while listening to the silly girl telling Wang Xuebin's story.

"...Yes, this is not the first time Brother Xuebin died. Brother Xuebin actually died once in the early years. Later, after returning to his world, he was resurrected..."

Hearing the silly girl's words, Lu Xiaoqian showed a joyful expression on his face, looked at Xiao Chuchu, turned his head and shouted loudly in the direction of the backyard:

"...Sister He, did you hear it? The silly girl said that Brother Bin is not dead and he is still alive. With his ability, I believe that it will not take long to return to our world to find us!"

In the backyard, He Lan held a broom in her hand and carefully cleaned the snow on the ground. He heard the sound, looked up at the bright sky, exhaled a breath of white breath, and then seemed to have not heard it, and continued to bend down to clean it up.

In the room, Xiao Chuchu, who was paying attention to He Lan's expression, saw the relaxation between He Lan's eyebrows, smiled slightly, picked up the teacup, and took a sip.

"Hey, by the way, silly girl, how did you know about Brother Bin?"

Looking at Xiao Chuchu who was curiously surfacing forward, the silly girl smiled well, filled the two of them with tea, and said softly:

"...... These are all told by Sister Xiaoyu..."

“…Xiaoyu…”

When talking about this name, Xiao Chuchu and Lu Xiaoqian couldn't help but look at each other and were slightly stunned.

"...By the way, why did you forget Xiaoyu? What about Xiaoyu? What about Xiaoyu?"

Hearing Lu Xiaoqian's inquiry, the silly girl had no intention of hiding it. She added boiling water to the teapot and said softly:

"...Sister Xiaoyu followed Brother Xuebin..."

"...She's gone too? Oh yes, why do you call her sister? By the way, shouldn't you be older?"

"...I can't calculate this way. Sister Xiaoyu has spent more than a hundred years with Brother Xuebin. My experience, background and precipitation are completely unparalleled to compare with Sister Xiaoyu..."

After hearing what the silly girl said, Lu Xiaoqian curiously began to get to the bottom of it.

“…………Over a hundred years, where did it come from more than a hundred years…”

“…It’s like this…”

The silly girl and Lu Xiaoqian got aside and started a warm exchange, but Xiao Chuchu, who was standing beside her, fell into memories...

She seemed to...had a nightmare about Wang Xuebin...what was dreaming about...

Alas... it's too long, I can't remember it... Anyway... Dreams are the opposite, isn't it...

"...Sister He, I'll help you clean..."

"...Go and go, don't make trouble. If Xuebin comes back and sees you messing around in the yard, he should feel distressed..."

"...Hehehe, our Mr. Wang is generous, so he won't be as stingy as you said..."

For a moment, the courtyard was filled with joyful laughter...

...

"…This…is this…I’m back?”

Huang Mei looked at the scenery around him blankly, so familiar and unfamiliar.

Opposite, Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie gathered aside, looking at the yellow eyebrows in modern outfits, and kept whispering to each other.

“…Is this… stupid?”

"...It shouldn't be... Maybe it's just coming back and I'm still making trouble..."

"...Hmm? Just came back? Where did he go? The little girl named Sha Niu you know left..."

"...Oh... you didn't know each other even after saying that...why? Just let you have friends with Ma Wen, but I, Lao Zhu, have friends?"

"Hey! I'm so tough? Ah?"

"...Hey hey hey, let go, I will sue you. If you don't let go, I will call Mr. Wang to smash you..."

"...Hmph, you fool is screaming? Let me, Lao Sun see, which powerful person makes you talk about every day, can he be better than Lao Sun?"

Hearing the comments beside him, Huang Mei couldn't help but spread her arms, burst into tears, and took a deep breath of fresh air, and roared loudly.

"Master, I'm back!!!"

Not far from Huangmei, a huge white cow was carefully gnawing on the weeds on the ground.

Suddenly, I heard a wild roar coming from not far away, my body trembled, my tail was clamped, and I ran towards the distance without looking back.

Looking at the back, it should be the original form of the famous Bull Demon King. As for why this Bull Demon King doesn't use magic...

Who knows? Maybe someone forgot...

...

"Let me go..."

In 2006, midsummer, Financial Street, not far outside the Spark Building.

A man dressed in rags, thin, yellow hair, pointed ears, and looked quite like a weasel. He held a man's neck with one hand and raised it high.

In the crowd, a man wearing a white cotton T-shirt, yellow and green shorts and a pair of sandals under his feet was holding a pergola with his forehand, watching the fun meaningfully.

‘Sa!’

A sound of wind broke out, a crystal doll fell from the sky, a flashed, and then fell into a young man's bag.

Behind the young man, the man watching the fun took a deep breath, sighed silently, then put on a smiling face and patted the young man on the shoulder.

"...Hey, little brother, your backpack zipper is not pulled well!"

When the young man heard this, he turned his head, looked at his backpack, and hugged it in his arms.

“…Little brother came to the interview?”

“…Uh…Yes, I’m Lu Xiaoqian…”

"Ah, Lu Xiaoqian!!! Wang Xuebin!!! You guys come out for me!"

The yellow-haired man, as if he was stimulated by something, overturned the policeman pressing on him, turned over and roared loudly.

Hearing the roar of the yellow-haired man, the young man watching the fun was stunned with the man, but in a flash, the sadness and joy were different, and the two were different...

...

Somewhere in a mysterious wooden house, a man, holding a magic wand, pulled out a colorful light from his eyebrows with difficulty.

With the help of the four Sage Stones, the colorful glitter successfully merged into one with a crystal doll. In an instant, the crystal doll flashed with a dazzling light.

The man took a deep breath, raised his hand and waved it. Everything in the wooden house disappeared. He slowly raised his hand and picked up the crystal doll, looked at it foolishly, and murmured softly:

"...From today...you are no longer a copy of the silly girl, but a unique little jade...

I hope this emotion can bring you a different experience as I expected... After all, we have succeeded once...are we?"

“Start…”

"Chinese brand 2060 mobile phone - Xiaoyu, for you, please enter the boot password..."

“…Born to death…”