When did you fall to the point of eating food that comes from pity? (Please subscribe, please give me a monthly ticket, please give me a collection)

Author: Old Cannon

When did you fall to the point of eating food that comes from pity? (Please subscribe, please give me a monthly ticket, please give me a collection)

On the high-rise buildings and crowded streets, Wang Chen looked at this familiar and unfamiliar modern city with a blank look on his face.

On the wide asphalt roads, there are traffic and flowing endlessly.

Cars are driving on the road, crisscrossing.

Wang Chen, with his hair disheveled and ragged clothes, walked on the bustling streets. Everyone around him pointed at him, with disgust and contempt in his eyes, and hid aside automatically, which formed a vacuum around Wang Chen.

"I didn't dream, right?"

Wang Chen stopped and looked at the Northeast box hotel in front of him, with a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.

This is a fast food restaurant he frequented before traveling through time.

Ten yuan is enough.

Eat whatever you want.

But, isn’t I dead?

Why are you back?

At this time, two people who had finished their meal walked out of the fast food restaurant and chatted while walking.

"Hey, have you heard of it? Someone in the electronics factory next door died suddenly last night."

"Damn, such a living person, how come he's gone? Did he die suddenly after working overtime all night again? The assembly line of this 4V boss is really not a place for people to stay."

"Uh, that's not. I heard that he stayed up late last night to surf the Internet, but when he heard that the German team lost, he made all the bets he made was wasted, and then he was excited and GG."

"Damn it, this sentence is really appropriate."

...

Wang Chen's mouth twitched slightly.

Did Lan Lanxing’s self just die?

"Young man, find a place with few people to eat."

At this time, a middle-aged uncle with a gentle look on his face came out, gave Wang Chen a plastic lunch box and a bottle of water for food, and gave him a 10-yuan Grandpa Mao.

Wang Chen took the lunch box and Grandpa Mao in a daze and found that this person was the owner of the fast food restaurant.

Damn, I treat me as a beggar.

Wang Chen's face instantly stopped Bengbu.

There is a sign of getting darker.

He pinched the lunch box with Grandpa Mao in his palm.

He was trapped in the battle between heaven and man.

I am a prehistoric monk.

When did you fall to the point of eating food that comes from pity!

Just after 0.0001 seconds of thinking.

Wang Chen made a decision!

"Thanks"

Wang Chen took the lunch box and Grandpa Mao, thanked the owner of the fast food restaurant and left.

He is also a person who can shrink and stretch. Although he feels frustrated, he still can't resist the protests in his stomach.

Looking at the background where Wang Chen left hurriedly, the fast food restaurant owner couldn't help but shake his head, lamenting why there are such young people who are not good at doing well these days.

But then again, why do you always feel that person looks familiar?

Wang Chen took the lunch box and ran quickly towards a park not far away according to his memories of his previous life.

Along the way, Wang Chen suddenly discovered that this world suspected to have been in the previous life revealed countless extraordinary things everywhere.

Every pedestrian on the road has strong blood and blood, containing blood and powerful vitality, which is enough to make the various holy bodies, domineering bodies, chaotic bodies and Tao bodies in various fantasy worlds he has seen.

Several young girls who were carrying schoolbags were jumping out of school. They seemed to be young and young girls who were not old last year had terrible visions such as the creation of the world, the birth and death of chaos, the surging of earth, the surging of feng shui and fire, and were surrounded by countless chains of laws and orders of the great Dao, laws and orders.

Two passers-by who were quarreling in the street, every word seemed to be a reversal of the great way and the heavens roared.

Wang Chen's soul couldn't help but tremble.

"Young man, didn't you see a red light? Don't you know that running a red light is dangerous?"

A traffic policeman wearing a fluorescent green reflective vest grabbed Wang Chen's arm and grabbed Wang Chen's arm.

At this moment, Wang Chen felt a slow immortal power covering his whole body, suppressing his way, making him unable to move.

To him, the other party's voice seemed to be reciting the Great Way Proverbs and suppressing his soul.

Facing those eyes that looked down on the world, Wang Chen's body stagnated and saw the chaos changing and the birth and death of the heavens and the universes, countless universes, epochs and creatures in the endless dimensions, moving from rebirth to destruction, and then moving towards rebirth in destruction!

Just this moment made him feel as if he had experienced countless years, from the changes in the world, from the changes in the world, from the birth and death of the universe, and from the changes of eras.

"Uncle police, I was wrong and shouldn't have run a red light."

Wang Chen bowed his head and admitted defeat.

The traffic police also felt that Wang Chen was a little dirty, so they just gave him a few words of education and walked away.

When he came to the park in his memory, Wang Chen found that every grass and tree here revealed an indescribable Taoist temple. Any tree brought to the world of immortality is comparable to the tree of the world.

Any pebbles contain countless avenues, comparable to the Three Lives Stone.

The magazines sold by the old man who set up street stalls looked red and green. When he opened them, he found that the words inside contained countless true meanings of the Tao, which were more mysterious than the Taoist practiced.

It's just a pity.

He has too few Grandpa Mao in his hands.

Can't afford a single one.

I can only leave regretfully.

Walking around the park, he finally came to a pavilion without anyone.

In Wang Chen's eyes, this pavilion that seems ordinary and seems to be everywhere is a majestic palace that is vast and magnificent, tall and indescribable.

It seems as if countless epochs have stood there, as if it will continue to exist, ancient and desolate, with no beginning or end, suppressing the world.

It is a tool, not a tool, it has forever, transcends everything, creates countless epochs, and throws it into some fantasy worlds, which are the roots and the source of everything in this world.

On the surface of this pavilion, there is the eternal, immortal and profound Taoist rhyme that is supreme, mysterious and infinite.

Destiny, cause and effect, wishes, time and space, stars, yin and yang, five elements, four elements... all kinds of laws and principles arise, the breath of the great way is vast, and the three thousand great way is reflected in each other, vast and infinite, and eternal.

Sitting into the pavilion filled with countless rhymes, Wang Chen swallowed his saliva wildly, opened the plastic lunch box, and in an instant, the aura of the great laws of the Tao rushed over.

Those fast foods that were heavy on oil and salt in his eyes in his previous life were now interpreting countless profound principles of Taoism, as if they recorded the rise and fall of one era after another, and gathered the wisdom and philosophy of countless creatures.

After breaking apart the disposable chopsticks, Wang Chen picked up a piece of fat and boiled white and put it into his mouth.

In an instant, an indescribable torrent flowed into his body. He swam freely in the ocean of wisdom of the great way, as if he had sent thousands of Taoist principles and principles into his body.

At this moment, Wang Chen only felt that his body carries the ten thousand ways of heaven and earth, and the ninth petal was about to bear, and even felt like he was ascending to ascend.

Just as Wang Chen was having a feast, a gentle and gentle voice sounded in his ears.

"Fellow Daoist, it seems that the Blue Star you came from is also an extraordinary place."
Chapter completed!