That night, Lin Wushuang thought a lot, and thought a lot about it.
When he finally went to sleep, he didn't know, after waking up, he sat on the bed and laughed dumbly This is the Ming Dynasty in history, or the Ming Dynasty that he has never heard of, and he is a little person, what does it matter, he earns his own money honestly, and he doesn't want to stay here for a lifetime.
I really want to stay for the rest of my life, I'm afraid I'm going crazy, there is no TV here, no connection, no World Cup, and even he looked around, not even a toothbrush.
It's okay, he smiled and comforted himself, wormhole trading, he can do it at most a few times, don't do it, this thing has no quality assurance, in case he waits until he becomes a billionaire, but he is trapped here, it is the biggest tragedy in life, before he reaches the billionaire Well, this requirement is too escaped, and the multimillionaire is okay, he lowered the standard before this goal, the necessary risk, it is still necessary.
In any case, the music box can't be repaired, but when it gets to the wormhole and then opens, there are as many music boxes as you want, and during this time, let's mix it up first At this time, he thought of the eldest lady who was full of interest, although people bought his lighters just for the sake of good looks, he really hoped that the eldest lady's family, there were a few people who knew the goods, this kind of thing, modern people disdain, in ancient times, how can it be regarded as a good thing, and he is very sure that people in this era can't imitate it.
I heard those guys say that the owner of this pawnshop has a big business, and if he sells hundreds of thousands of them at the price of the day, then he can really be regarded as getting rich overnight.
As the days passed, Lin Wushuang occupied the magpie's nest, and the shopkeeper Ding seemed to have forgotten about this matter, and he didn't even show his face, but Liu Xiaoliu came to his side a few times, and when he saw him seriously "studying" the music box, he chatted casually, which was the meaning of shouting and asking for warmth.
Speaking, Lin Wushuang knew that it was not that Shopkeeper Ding didn't come, but that Shopkeeper Ding went out, Liu Xiaoliu was vague, and Lin Wushuang didn't ask, anyway, he knew that Shopkeeper Ding was coming back, and it would be at least thirty or fifty days later.
Regarding Qian Wuxi's placement, it seems that Liu Xiaoliu does not plan to change, which makes Lin Wushuang secretly relieved, although he lives here and does not have an Internet TV, he has some books to read, although he does not have a toothbrush and toothpaste, but he does not need to smell the sweat of those guys And Miss Qian in Jingshi seems to have forgotten that there is a "craftsman" he is interested in here, and almost half a month has passed, and there is no news from Miss Qian's side.
When it was more than 20 days, before Qian Wuxi went to bed every night, he secretly thought about it, trying to open the wormhole that sent him to this world, he was not sure how much difference the time between this world and his own world was, according to his estimate, it should be in these days.
In general, there are no dangers, although there is no actual gain, but it can be regarded as a clear understanding of some situations in this world, and Lin Wushuang is full of confidence in the next time.
Accidents happen suddenly.
Like a few days ago, Lin Wushuang read the book, and after dinner, he walked around the yard again, and talked with the guys for a while, as long as he didn't go out of this pawnshop, he was still very free here, these days, the guys and even the guards of the pawnshop, he was a little familiar.
Back in his room, he closed his eyes as usual and felt it with his heart, and the strange throbbing before the wormhole appeared in the day finally appeared in his expectation.
On the other side of the wormhole was his bedroom, he was sure.
When the wormhole was in front of him, gradually taking shape, he was ready to go home, as for whether he, a big living person, would suddenly disappear, whether it would cause any trouble to the people in the pawnshop, that was not in his consideration.
Like the ripples of water, the wormhole went from nothing, from the naked eye to the size of a ping-pong ball, the size of a grapefruit, all the way to the size of a football, and then, it didn't move.
Stuck Lin Wushuang was a little flustered, he didn t want to stay here to be an ancient man Ah he experimented many times, and he was able to control the size every time, how could this be Closing his eyes, he repeated the process again, and the result still did not change, if someone peeked out of the window at this time, he found that in front of Lin Wushuang, there was a strange silver plate, which was big and small, as strange as the magic weapon of a monster novel.
Lin Wushuang's face turned miserable and pale, beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down his forehead, this time he was really dead, no matter how slender his figure was, it was impossible to stuff himself into a wormhole of this size, even if he was hungry for a few months, he might be able to crawl through here, but this wormhole suddenly became smaller, he couldn't help but think of the situation when he was crawling over, this wormhole became smaller or simply disappeared, and he couldn't help but shudder, being in one world, and being in another world, probably ever, He's the first Tried repeatedly, tried repeatedly, and I don't know how many times he tried, until he felt like a needle prick in his head, and he couldn't support it anymore, so he collapsed on the bed, looking at the wormhole in front of his bed that seemed to be like a huge mocking eye, and two lines of tears silently flowed down from his eyes.
With such a size, his head can pass at most, and his body doesn't have to think about it For a moment, he was disillusioned.
"Lin Wushuang" Someone called his name outside the door, he couldn't move, it didn't matter who called him, he couldn't go back The voice came from outside the door, and it seemed to be Liu Xiaoliu's voice, "Young Master Wu, according to the instructions of the eldest lady, I have always been placed here, and at this time, I am afraid that it has already rested."
The door was pushed open heavily, and Wu Qinghe looked at the dark room and frowned.
Liu Xiaoliu walked in, he was still very familiar with this room, and as soon as the fire broke out, the room lit up.
"Sure enough, it's resting" Liu Xiaoliu looked at Lin Wushuang on the bed and laughed, "Mr.
Lin, Wu Baihu came to visit you" It was that Jinyi Wei Lin Wushuang's mind turned, but he didn't even mean to get up, what about Jinyiwei, I can't go back, Jinyiwei can't help me In front of Lin Wushuang's bed, the plate-sized wormhole was half-hung in the air, still as if they were laughing at Lin Wushuang, but the two people who came in seemed to be unaware of this strange situation.
Liu Xiaoliu moved the stool, Wu Qinghe first looked at the situation in the room, and then walked over and sat on the stool, Lin Wushuang watched the movements of the two, his eyes did not blink, it was originally a very normal scene, but because of the existence of this wormhole, it became a little creepy. aa2705221 t1706231537: