Chapter 812
Bai Lang only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and the fish carved from jade flicked like a dive in front of his eyes, and then disappeared without a trace. Next, a voice sounded in Bai Lang's ear, "Find the jade fish within ten years, otherwise bear the consequences." This teenager didn't understand what was going on, and the next moment he was pushed by a great force. Thanks to his martial arts, his balance was quite good. At the moment, he just tilted his body slightly and found his center of gravity, standing firmly on the ground.
However, the scenery around him had changed. It was the appearance of the modern city he was familiar with. For a while, Bai Lang was moved and wanted to cry, "Back, back!" At this time, he hadn't thought about whether this was his original world, but it was not far from it. Regardless of whether it was his original modern world, it was better than the ancient Chinese world he was in before, "Computer! Mobile phone! Internet! I'm coming!"
Three years of time made his brain a little clearer, at least he didn't hold much hope for whether he would return to his original world after another "travel"—the previous travel proved one point, that is, the multiverse exists. He probably didn't have such good luck to return to his original world—not to mention the voice, the voice that said something about finding the jade fish within ten years or bearing the consequences, how serious were the consequences? These were all problems.
However, it doesn't hurt to relax now...
Now, although there are skyscrapers around, it should be a modern society, but just looking at the handwriting on those buildings made Bai Lang know where this is—except for Japan, where else are there so many Japanese signs? However, there is no one on the road. It is normal for there to be no one in Japan at night. It seems that this is not the city center. Bai Lang looked at himself... Sure enough, the owner of the voice seems to be very capable, because his clothes have also been changed, changed into ordinary hoodies and sweatpants, but it seems there is no money...
"What should I do now? Not to mention finding any ghost jade fish, even living here is a bit troublesome! I don't speak Japanese! Unless I can live by "Yamete" and "Bakayaro"! By the way, I still have a body of martial arts, maybe I can live by robbery?" Bai Lang didn't have much social experience before or after traveling through time. Basically, he didn't know how to make money, but he would spend money... Now that he was thrown into a place where he was unfamiliar with life and even couldn't understand the words, after the initial joy, he also felt that life seemed to be not very good.
He had just taken a step when he saw the jade fish by his feet... The black jade eyes seemed to be looking at him. Bai Lang looked at the jade fish on the ground with a blank face. After about a minute, he bent down and picked up the jade fish. "Charging, full in ten years." The voice sounded again. At that time, Bai Lang wanted to throw the fish far away, but the unpredictable consequences still stopped his impulse. After carefully putting away the jade fish, he turned around—because someone came.
"Hey, Bai Lang. What are you doing outside? I tell you, don't run away—black in Japan is not worth it..." The person who came didn't recognize him, but it seemed that he knew him and spoke to him like this. "Oh? Who said I wanted to be black in Japan?" Bai Lang muttered. "Forget it, forget it, don't smoke here—there is no sign, if there is nothing, go back to the hotel, and go to Oshino Hakkai tomorrow."
Bai Lang also understood almost, and he was originally in the identity of a tour group. It seems that the owner of this so-called voice is not completely without integrity, at least he gave him an identity. Bai Lang clenched his fists, feeling the surging power in his body, the internal force flowing in the meridians, and this body of skills was not "sealed", it seems that he can do great things. There is also a room card in the pocket of the hoodie. Bai Lang also has no intention of continuing to mix outside, and returns to the hotel with this guy who seems to know him.
Hot water, smart flush toilet, Simmons, TV and laptop... Bai Lang once again felt the long-lost movement, feeling the feeling of hot water hitting his chrysanthemum, Bai Lang cried at that time, "Wooden stick, rough grass paper... Today, today finally... and that damn smelly dry toilet! At least let me be comfortable for these ten years. But thinking that I have to live that kind of life again in ten years, I really want to die!" Compared with the consequences that don't know what it is, Bai Lang feels that it is better to listen to people and eat, and wait for the jade fish to be "charged" and then do whatever he wants.
The laptop is the identity he brought with him. There are not many hotels in Japan with wifi, but Bai Lang still clumsily turned on his mobile phone hotspot and went online to watch everywhere. "There is a subtle inconsistency... It's really not my own world..." An indescribable feeling surged into his heart. He looked at the time in 2016 under the computer and was in a daze.
"Is it the same year from the time I came..." He muttered a few words unconsciously, Bai Lang took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and unconsciously began to run the internal skill method. In this situation, he entered the practice state in a trance. The internal force ran for a week, because he only passed through the Ren meridian and three meridians, this week's time was at most less than half an hour, and Bai Lang had calmed down.
He turned off the computer, went to Simmons, his breathing became almost non-existent, and he entered a deep sleep.
At five o'clock the next morning, Bai Lang had already woken up. He jumped up from the bed and put on loose clothes to prepare to go down to practice—"Practice tendons, bones, and skin outside, practice a mouthful of Qi inside." This was his habit that had not changed for three years, otherwise how could he become the most capable person in the tooth line in three years? You know, there were veteran thugs in their twenties and thirties in the tooth line, but they were already lazy and slippery...
This hotel is not lively, it seems to be the kind of chain hotel specially for tour groups—but there is also an electric railway station nearby. And there is a park in front of the hotel. Bai Lang is preparing to practice in the open space of the park. The Thirty-Two Road Long Fist plus the kung fu in the Fist Classic, Bai Lang has long been integrated, and he found that it is not much different from what is called Pi Gua, Xing Yi, and Ba Ji. It is just because of the internal force stimulation of practicing a mouthful of Qi, these kung fu should be much stronger than the original.
Bai Lang calmed down, stomped his feet, and the dust on the ground did not rise, but it shook slightly. This person punched out, and began to practice Long Fist to move his muscles and bones, his heart and mind were all in this fist and foot, but his mouth was closed tightly and made no sound—this is the operation of internal force, and there is no need to spit out and make a sound. It is relatively uncivilized to roar and roar at five o'clock in the morning, which is also what Bai Lang thought of in advance. ===== CHAPTER 813 =====
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