Although Jin Chan has confirmed that there is nothing wrong with this child, just like all men in this world who are not prepared to be fathers, the view of the child in his arms is extremely complicated.

After all, this little boy came too magically.

If there is a selection, this child must be the most special person in the world.

My father is afraid that he will still be a virgin who is as virgin as a jade to death, while his mother is not even a human being.

It should be afternoon now. This place is a bustling section. The pedestrians on the street are all in a hurry. Some people see the fate. Although they are a little curious about a monk holding a child, most of them ignore it.

But some people were kind enough to come forward and ask, and some even took out their phone and seemed to call the police.

Yuan Xing turned around and walked to the corner, then quickly disappeared.

But he remembered that the local government had been looking for him, knowing that the problem might be on the mobile phone that appeared eighty years earlier, so it became too complicated, so it would be better to hide.

As for the so-called old friend mentioned by the phone before, he certainly felt a little regretful, but so what? Eighty years have passed, and those past events will be dispersed.

Perhaps, missing is the best.

He was not familiar with this city at first, and he didn't know where he was. He moved a few times and finally found a secluded and deserted place, and planned to take a break first.

Even if a congenital master doesn't like him for a few days, he can't stand it.

He glanced at the sleeping child and hoped to wake up later. At least, he had to wait for him to prepare.

Unfortunately, after all, God was not as good as others wished. Before he could figure out how to make some food, the child in his arms had already opened his eyes.

He first raised his head and stared at Yuan Xing, who was unshaven for a long time, then he tilted his mouth and started crying in grievance.

First, he sobbed quietly, and the tears fell down. Yuan Xing was shocked and hugged the child and shook it gently, trying to coax it. Unexpectedly, he didn't move. After shaking, the child's mouth grew, and his teeth were exposed, and he howled.

I don’t know why such a small thing was crying so loudly, and Yuanxing felt that his head was almost blown up.

He looked up at the person who was opening the window when he heard the noise from the stairs, and hurriedly stood up and walked out of the alley, coaxing him in vain while thinking about countermeasures.

"Is this hungry?" Jin Chan asked.

"I still pee." Yuan Xing endured the wet touch on his chest and sighed without tears.

After looking around, the environment here is very quiet. Outside the alley, there are old-fashioned residential communities, and it is far away from the bustling streets.

But because of this, the child's crying became obvious. He gritted his teeth and walked directly into the small supermarket opposite.

There are very few people in the supermarket. Yuanxing glanced at me and there was only one old lady who was picking things on the shelves.

"Hello, what do you need to order?" The supermarket owner behind the counter asked politely when he saw a monk coming in.

"Amitabha, I am a monk passing by. My child is hungry. Do you see if I can..." Yuan Xing suddenly got stuck when he said this. One reason was that he suddenly couldn't remember what a child with such a big heart could eat now, and the other reason was that the old woman ran to him.

"Shi, Mr. Shi, is it really you?"

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In the elegantly decorated living room, Yuan Xing took his eyes back from the old woman holding a bottle and drinking wildly. He then greeted the two old men in front of him with a eleven gift: "Thank you for your help from the two donors."

Well, I finally don’t have to listen to the magic sound that is permeable.

However, when you meet an acquaintance while begging for food, it is still your own "junior", which is a bit dramatic.

Yes, although time left a deep mark on the two old men, he could easily distinguish their identities. Li Hongyi and Meng Zhaodi were his two favorite students back then. However, the two childhood sweethearts who liked to play and play had become octogenarians at this moment.

Things in the world are so impermanent. Unlimited sighs surged in his heart.

What the monk didn't know was that the two people on the other side were even more embarrassed at this time.

It is logical to be happy to see my enlightenment teacher again after more than 80 years, but if the teacher is younger than their grandson and is still a down-and-out monk, begging for alms at his doorstep?

Even though I had made mental preparations before, the situation was so strange when I met so suddenly, which was really unresponsive.

In the past eighty years, things have changed, and many things will undergo subtle changes over time, including memories in the brain and emotions in the heart.

The excitement and tears I had when I saw the video earlier only existed for a moment after all.

The long-term pursuit is nothing more than obsession.

At this moment, the thousands of words that were expected were unable to say a single word.

The atmosphere in the room was strange and quiet, and only the sound of the child wrapping his pacifier continued.

After a long time, the child seemed to be full and turned his head away. The old woman took the bottle back. She looked at Yuan Xing with a smile: "I called you Mr. Shi in the supermarket before. When I saw your reaction, I knew that I was calling you right."

After all, it was inferred that the fate traveled from later generations to eighty years ago. In fact, Meng Zhaodi didn't know whether the monk holding the child had actually traveled through time. That sentence of Mr. Shi really meant that it was a bit tempting.

Yuan Xing smiled back: "How could I forget Mr. Li and Mr. Meng?"

"Is this your child?" Meng Zhaodi looked at the child whose eyebrows were very similar to those of the monk, and asked with a smile. The cunning in her eyes was as good as when she was a girl.

The words are questions, but the tone is full of affirmation.

This time, he was embarrassed when he changed his life, and his face turned red, not ashamed, but at a loss. Even after years of practicing, he could not bear such a big pot that fell from the sky in a short period of time.

As soon as the conversation started, the atmosphere suddenly became lively. The two old students talked about their life, including pain, hope, struggle, and pursuit. Now they live a comfortable life, a family full of children and grandchildren, and a happy old age.

Yuan Xing was also happy after hearing this, but he could not reveal his secrets. He only talked about some of the wars that year, and he also needed to talk about his hardships in the past two months.

During this period, Li Hongyi mentioned that he encountered another Qin Kong and looked at Yuan Xing's face while saying that. Unfortunately, the smile on the latter's face had never changed. It seemed that Qin Kong really had nothing to do with it.

"We thought he was related to you, so we kept paying attention to him secretly. Unfortunately, the child died suddenly last year and had a heart attack." Li Hongyi said with a sigh.

"Time is also fate." Yuan Xing lowered his eyes and the smile on his face faded.

Li Hongyi and Meng Zhaodi looked at each other, and both saw a hint of disappointment in each other's eyes.

"By the way." Meng Zhaodi suddenly slapped his head, stood up in a hurry, returned the quiet child to Yuanxing, took something from the study, turned to the kitchen, carried two small jars, and put them on the coffee table together.

"Is this your thing?" She first handed a knife to Yuanxing.

Yuan Xing took it with a smile and asked curiously: "It's my ring knife, how could it be with you?"

"This is taken back by my grandson. He works in the Security Bureau. This kid is the one who spoke to you on the phone a few days ago." Li Hongyi explained from the side.

Only then did Yuanxing realize that he found this thing, and Li Meng and the others were there, so it was no wonder that the official could confirm his identity so quickly.

"These two jars of wine were brewed by Mr. Liu Ziyu before his death, and it was prepared for you." Meng Zhaodi wiped his eyes.

"Liu Ziyu..." Yuan Xing was stunned when he suddenly heard the news of his best friend in this world. It was just...

"I am a monk. What did he do for me to drink?"

"Mr. Liu has been working in Kyoto after he handed over the phone number zero, that is, after he handed over the country, he has been working in Kyoto. During this period, he has participated in several actions to find you. He just wanted to see you again, but unfortunately..." Meng Zhaodi sighed, relieved his emotions and continued: "He has always said that you invited him to drink several times, but he has never seen you drink it. It is said that he is old and young. In the last few years, his personality was similar to that of a child. He was very stubborn and claimed that he would make wine for you to drink."

"Amitabha." Yuan recited the Buddha's name with his mouth, and his eyes showed nostalgia.

Li Hongyi glanced at his wife, thought for a while, and then said, "Teacher, we have been working in the Security Bureau for so many years, in order to find you, now you finally appeared, can you tell us who you are? Why can you travel through the present and the past?"

As soon as these words came out, the scene was quiet again.

Yuan Xing sighed, and just as he was about to speak, his ears moved a few times, and then he stood up.

"Someone is coming, many people." He turned out the window and could not see anything, but he felt aware and could hear a lot of messy footsteps approaching.

"Maybe they are from the Security Bureau." Li Hongyi's face was calm: "Don't worry, with us here, they dare not disrespect you."

Before he finished speaking, the door was knocked. Meng Zhaodi hurriedly ran to open the door. After a while, a large group of people walked in. The leader was a tall young man.

As soon as he saw Yuan Xing, he stretched out his hand: "You are Mr. Shi, right? I am Li Heng, currently the head of Hengcheng Security Bureau. I am lucky to meet you."

But before his hand could touch Yuan Xing, he was slapped by Li Hongyi in the wheelchair.

"Teacher, this is my grandson."

Yuan Xing nodded with a smile, but in fact he was asking Jin Chan in his heart: "Can you return to Blue Star now?"

"It's barely possible, but the demonic energy on the child may take more than one day to dissolve it."

"Does there be a negative impact on the child?" Yuanxing asked.

"It's just the remnant of the demonic energy. With me there, how can it have an impact?" Jin Chan replied.

"Then you open the door."

"Opening such a remote time and space gate with demonic energy will consume a lot of merit. You can help the time traveler to get these merits. Wouldn't it be a waste to leave at this time?" Jin Chan was a little reluctant.

"Do you have the merits left to deduct them?" Yuan Xing stabbed the other person in his heart.

"..." Jin Chan was too lazy to reply to the words.

Yuan Xing smiled and said loudly: "Thank you for your help. I have something to do, so I am leaving." He didn't want to have too much contact with the local government, but he was afraid that he would suddenly disappear and implicate Li Hongyi and his wife. Now that there are so many more witnesses, it is just the opportunity to leave.

"You, where are you going?" Li Hongyi looked at him in surprise.

"Go wherever you come from." Yuan Xing smiled, and amidst the many screams, a door-sized aperture suddenly appeared beside him.

"I was not from this world at first. As for the ability to travel through the past and the future, you should treat it as a Buddhist supernatural power." After that, he held the child in one hand and the wine jar in the other, and stepped into the aperture. Then, the aperture condensed into a light spot, and disappeared in an instant...

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Seeing a wall in front of him, Yuanxing knew that he had finally returned to Blue Star because he was teleported away here before.

Due to the time difference, Blue Star is obviously late at night and is quiet around.

He walked out of the alley and found a bench on the street for tourists to rest to sit down. Then he freed up his hand to take out his cell phone hanging around his neck.

Turn on the computer, connect to the mobile network, spend two months in Xia Kingdom, and two days have passed by Lanxing. He frowned and pondered. He stayed there for more than three years and only less than three days have passed. It seems that the difference in time is related to the strength of spiritual energy. Is this time different from the last time because he came into contact with extraordinary power, or because he brought too many things?
To be continued...