The Eternals Who Travel the Worlds

The furnishings in the bookstore are simple and there is not a single modern tool to be found.

Not to mention air conditioning, TV, etc., there are even no lights.

There was only a rusty bronze lamp placed on the table beside it.

All this seems to indicate that this is a backward era.

Lu Yan stood up from the wicker chair and walked towards the store door.

But before he could take a step forward, the reincarnation system's beep sounded frantically.

【Warning! Warning!】

[Host, please do not leave the scope of the bookstore, otherwise it will be regarded as a mission failure.]

After hearing this prompt, Lu Yan stopped in time and frowned gradually.

If the scope of activities is only this small, unless a customer takes the initiative to walk into the bookstore, he will not even have a chance to reach a consensus with the customer.

However, although he could not leave the store, he still used the store door as a window to observe the scene outside.

After observing quietly for a while, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Judging from the outside situation, his bookstore is located on the street, and there are quite a lot of pedestrians coming and going.

Who knows when a twitchy passerby will run in.

Fortunately, the reincarnation system has a conscience and did not move the bookstore into the mountains and forests. Otherwise, I don't know how many years I would have to wait before I meet a customer.

Putting aside the issue of customer sources for now, Lu Yan still squatted at the door of the store, silently observing the situation outside.

By the way, there is an ancient scene outside, and pedestrians dressed in coarse linen can be seen everywhere.

Just from this scene, it's really hard to tell which world this is.

…

This is a gorgeous palace with colorful gold makeup.

The golden furnace is filled with auspicious mist, and from time to time there are curls of purple mist.

Outside the palace, there were soldiers standing on the left and right, neatly on guard, as if waiting for something.

At this moment, an arrogant voice came from the hall.

"The pear blossoms are vying for beauty with the rain, and the smoke in the peony cage is charming. But if you have to be enchanting and able to move, you can take back Changle to serve the king!"

Before he finished speaking, there was another burst of hearty laughter.

In the main hall, a man with a majestic figure was holding a brush in his hand, still laughing, while his eyes were fixed on a portrait of a woman on the wall.

The ink on the poem next to the portrait is still wet, it is the same poem that the man recited before.

There were many people standing behind the man, and after seeing the poem, their expressions changed somewhat.

Prime Minister Shang Rong looked around, couldn't help but take a step forward, cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty, Nuwa is the ancient righteous god, the blessing of all peoples, your Majesty..."

Having said this, Shang Rong gritted his teeth and continued: "Your Majesty has written a poem to blaspheme the Holy Ming, without any sincerity, and has sinned against the Holy Spirit. May Your Majesty wash it away with water."

The man who was called Your Majesty didn't even turn his head, and said with a smile: "My love, I don't need to say anything. I just look at Nuwa's beauty and write poems to praise her. What's wrong?"

The civil and military officials in the hall nodded silently. Having said this, they could not say anything more.

After all, the Human Emperor is infallible.

Di Xin turned around. He could also feel that something was wrong in the atmosphere at this time and shook his head.

"It's disappointing, let's go back to the court."

…

Inside the bookstore.

Lu Yan lay on the wicker chair and wandered boredly.

The main reason was that the activity area was too small and there were no customers entering the store. He couldn't even find anyone to ask what kind of world this was.

During this time, he had gone through everything in the store.

There are also very few books in the bookstore, just ten.

If I hadn't said this was a bookstore, no one would have guessed what this store was for.

Just when Lu Yan was a little irritable with nothing to do.

Suddenly, it became noisy outside the store.

Finally, something unexpected happened. Lu Yan quickly stood up, leaned against the door of the store, and listened carefully to the discussions of the people on the street.

"Your Majesty Luan Yu has returned to the city!"

"Have you arrived at the south gate? Hurry up and burn incense and set up a fire."

There was a commotion outside the shop, and many people who were running shops hurriedly turned around and entered the house without closing their stalls.

Groups of cavalry were galloping through the streets, and the scene seemed very chaotic.

People all over the city were busy with activities, and every household was decorated with colorful banners and carpets, making it as lively as if they were celebrating a festival.

In this place called Chaoge, Your Majesty is the sky.

Whether traveling or driving back, its specifications can be said to be a waste of time and money.

But it has to be like this. All nations pay homage to Mianqi, and what they pay attention to is compliance with etiquette.

Lu Yan didn't make any movement.

Mainly because he doesn't know what's going on, and if someone really comes into the store and asks him to prepare these things...

He didn't think it was a bad thing, at least he could communicate with others.

Houses in this era generally have one floor and one floor, which does not block the view.

Three thousand cavalry, eight hundred imperial guards, and hundreds of civil and military officials accompanied them.

In such a formation, one can see large swaths of auspicious flags and red feather banners swaying from a long distance away.

Move slowly from the south gate of Chaoge City to the palace in the center of the city.

Lu Yan pressed his temples, feeling a little headache.

From the conversations of the people, he could tell that this seemed to be the Shang Dynasty.

But here's what confused him.

He had experienced the Shang Dynasty. How could it be so advanced at that time?

Yes, compared to the Shang Dynasty in his impression, this era was more advanced.

At that time, everyone used shells, tortoise shells, etc. as trading currencies.

But from his observation, he concluded that the people in front of him all used currency such as copper coins.

Moreover, the clothes and various details on the people's bodies showed that this was not a normal Shang Dynasty.

He sighed helplessly.

Again, the problem is that the scope of activity is too small, and there is really no way to determine the situation in this world.

He also tried to say hello to people outside, but the strange thing was that no matter how loud he shouted, people outside seemed not to hear him.

Only then did he know what activity area restrictions were.

Not to mention people, even the sound can't be transmitted.

Lu Yan frowned and returned to lying on the wicker chair.

That's all, just wait.

When a shop opened in a busy city, he couldn't believe that no one came in.

Even though this possibility is actually not very high, there is no other way.

He had observed that the store's facade was as dilapidated as the interior furnishings.

Speaking from common sense, even the thugs on the street would probably be too lazy to go to a shop like this to collect protection money.

Lu Yan lay on the wicker chair and closed his eyes.

We look forward to having customers come when we open again.

Unfortunately not.

After repeating this several times, I felt a little sleepy for no reason.

Nothing happened, so I simply fell asleep.

After falling asleep, time loses its meaning.

Either sleep enough and wake up, or be woken up by someone.

In short, Lu Yan felt that he could accept these two possibilities.

until……

Bang bang bang!

A crisp knock on the door sounded.

"Is there anyone?"