"you're awake?"

Li Qinglang was struck by the brightness in front of him and slowly opened his eyes, but what appeared was a modern ward.

The former missionary, Lin Xiaocheng, was currently leaning on the sofa reading a book. He noticed Li Qinglang's awakening and spoke.

"Why am I here?!"

Li Qinglang raised his hand to rub his temples, but found that an IV was being inserted, so he sat up with his left hand and leaned against the head of the bed.

"Our people found you unconscious and sent you to the hospital."

Lin Xiaocheng put down the ancient book in his hand, stood up and walked to the bedside, looking at it carefully.

"Our technological tests show that there is nothing unusual about your body. It's just that when you fall into a deep sleep, the brain waves that come out from time to time are abnormally strong. I'm very curious, where have you been?"

"What went where?"

Li Qinglang now just feels like he is going crazy, thinking about all kinds of things every day, and giving himself a neurological problem.

"You who write novels must have heard: Immortals sleep in deep sleep, ghosts travel far away, and gather energy from thousands of miles away, right?"

Lin Xiaocheng smiled, poured a glass of water and handed it to him, then returned to the sofa, holding his chin with one hand, showing a very interested expression.

"Of course I have heard of this. However, with the current technological level of our planet, even if we are practicing immortality and enlightenment, we must not have reached this level, right?"

After Li Qinglang thanked him, he took a big gulp of water. He was indeed a little thirsty.

If we just talk about flying thousands of miles away, going in the morning and returning in the evening, it is okay, but this kind of technology cannot have an effect on people.

The implication is, if I can't do it with all the power of the planet, how can I, an ordinary person, do it?

Lin Xiao laughed it off and said, "Of course we still hope you can take the initiative to tell some things."

"I don't have anything to say. To be honest, I'm afraid I'm mentally ill. Is there any good psychiatrist in this hospital who can help me?"

Lin Xiaocheng shook his head, but still had a smile on his face, "If there is no psychiatrist here who can treat you, then you may really have to seek immortality. Have a good rest!"

After tidying up his clothes, Lin Xiaocheng walked out of the ward. Two guards in black guarded the door. When they saw him coming out, they respectfully praised him.

"Commander Lin!"

"Keep an eye on him, this guy has quite a secret hidden in him. Otherwise, such abundant spiritual energy wouldn't be what this planet should have."

Lin Xiaocheng regained his indifferent expression and turned his sore neck, his eyes showing thoughts and worries.

...

"In what age are you still saying that cultivating immortality is just a dream? A quack!"

Li Qinglang opened the door to his room. Although he was tired, he did not lie down to rest immediately.

Throwing the medicine prescribed by the doctor on the table, he took out a can of feed from the drawer. There was a triangular glass aquatic tank at the foot of the TV wall.

The gray-white gravel is spread flat, with many palm-sized stones of various colors scattered around, as well as a few dry knots accidentally picked up in the mountains and forests.

Between the small rockeries, two palm-sized snapping turtles were swimming inside.

"No. 3, No. 4! Here is something to eat!"

Li Qinglang carefully opened the lid of the box and sprinkled some feed, mostly meat such as shrimps and dried fish.

When the two snapping turtles smelled the delicious food, they instantly became fierce and opened and closed their mouths very powerfully!

The turtle's back looks like exposed rocks with thorns pointing upwards, and there are many protruding flesh thorns on the head and tail, which add a lot of viciousness to them.

Only one of them seemed to have a section of its tail bitten off, but it was even more vicious because of it!

Li Qinglang squatted in front of the aquarium, watching the pet eat like crazy from hunger. But indeed, no one expected that he would be in coma for as long as half a month, and he had not been fed for a while before.

"Is anyone going to drink?"

"I'm a little hungry, let's go eat."

Li Qinglang turned on his mobile phone and sent a message to one of the groups. As a stay-at-home guy who still has to code all the time, he rarely goes out to socialize. The two or three friends he used to play well with are also working hard in other places.

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Therefore, he often goes out to eat and drink, mainly with friends from this city whom he met in a few groups. Because he is quite generous with his money, he also makes some... fair-weather friends.

But he felt it was better than nothing.

"You have time, I get off work at nine, there's still half an hour left, you go first."

"I'm fine. I haven't seen you Shuiqun for a long time. What have you been doing?"

"Eat, eat, eat, and have a toothpaste."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you at the old place?!"

"receive!"...

After Li Qinglang sent the message, he still squatted and thought for a long time. In the aquarium in front of him, the slightly larger snapping turtle stared at him through the glass with flashing eyes.

"No. 4, what are you looking at?"

Li Qinglang said with a smile, stretched out his hand to touch the glass, No. 4 quickly retracted his head, but slowly stretched his head out again.

Number 4's eyes were cross-shaped, blinking and tilting his head from time to time, as if he was asking and curious about where the owner had been recently.

As for the ferocious No. 3, he was hiding at the foot of the rockery, watching with cold eyes, like a hunter hunting in the shadows.

"Oh, let's go. Bye."

Li Qinglang stood up, looked at the sapphire wine bottle on the table, hesitated for a moment and didn't touch it, took a coat and opened the door.

Soon at midnight, Li Qinglang and a few friends were sitting on the roof of a barbecue restaurant, enjoying the night and drinking.

"Hey, boss, what's going on? Are you not in a good mood?"

The speaker was a thin young man whose clothes were very loose. Everyone called him Xiao Chen.

"Physical discomfort."

Li Qinglang picked up a bunch of steamed buns, chewed them for a few mouthfuls, and then swallowed them. Then he picked up a beer to help him swallow.

After eating a lot, I feel better in my stomach.

"Isn't it possible that he was dumped after a few days?"

"Are you kidding? You don't know about me yet? It would be great if you could find a female friend to play with!"

Li Qinglang shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Drink!"

"Xiao Li, let me tell you. In today's era, being dumped and dumped are common. As long as you don't do anything wrong, it's not a big deal!"

The person who spoke this time was a man with a shaved head. Because he was older among the others, they all called him Brother Xiao.

"Okay, got it."

It's fair and square, and at least the ideas of the few people are not very bad. At most, they can occasionally make dirty jokes to make fun of each other.

This is why Li Qinglang feels that it is better to have more people to chat with. Otherwise, he will always code words by himself and talk to himself in roles, which will really lead to a split personality.

"Let's go, drink slowly. I'll settle the bill!"

After a while, Li Qinglang, who choked on the pepper, coughed violently several times, then picked up his coat and stood up.

"Don't want to play games? Tomorrow is the weekend and I can just have some sleep."

"It just doesn't look like you?"

Li Qinglang waved his hand, "I really can't, just go out for a drink. Go back and have a good rest."

This is of course not his main reason, but how could he possibly tell them these things?!

The left hand with the coat hanging on it was inadvertently placed on his lower abdomen. Li Qinglang waved his hands with his back to everyone, and then went downstairs alone.

Walking on the empty street at night, Li Qinglang held his hand on the roadside wall, sweat dripping from his face.

The severe pain in the abdomen continued, as if some bug had gotten in and squeezed all the organs away, leaving an open space to settle down.

"Little brother, are you okay?"

Li Qinglang was half-leaning against the wall, hunched over, and did not dare to speak. He could only shake his head to signal.

Looking up, he saw an old beggar in tattered gray clothes and disheveled hair.

He didn't have time to think about why there were beggars in this era. He just smiled a painful smile and left holding on to the wall.

"Everything we have experienced will remain in our hearts, and everything we have will be engraved in our souls. All we have to do is believe in ourselves and work hard to grasp it."

The old beggar made a sigh of relief, and his voice fell into the ears of Li Qinglang, who was not far away. He felt that it was familiar, but when he looked back, the old beggar had already left.

The figure from behind seems out of place in this world.

And when Li Qinglang turned around and walked more than thirty meters forward, several figures came quickly from a distance.

It was Lin Xiaocheng and his entourage.

"How is that possible? Jumped directly to the golden elixir?!"

Lin Xiaocheng asked his team members to help Li Qinglang, who was unconscious, and walked towards his home.

"Things are getting interesting!"
Chapter completed!