Time travel: Are you as professional as him in eating dog food?

Chapter 215 News from the Front Station

Seeing that the person in front of him didn't move away, Jiang Zifang, who was always simple-minded, walked forward and was about to push the person away, but he felt Ling Yun stop him and shook his head at him, as if he wanted to say something but didn't say anything. He was so angry that he stomped his feet and retreated.

"What does this mean? Since you know our identities, do you have something to tell us?"

Wen Baixu spoke slowly from the crowd, staring at the waiter in front of him.

"Yes, there is, but...it all depends on fate."

He smiled and glanced at everyone, his hands moving constantly, but he left in front of them the next second.

Seeing him leave, everyone, especially Jiang Zifang and Hun Dun, didn't quite understand and looked at the others with confusion.

"He...what does this mean?"

Seeing Wen Baixu walking up the stairs with a small package on his back, he shouted loudly for a moment, but suddenly after he finished shouting, the whole place fell silent for a while, and everyone around seemed to be looking at him.

Jiang Zifang looked around, nodded apologetically, and quietly stepped onto the stairs...

"What do you think he means? He doesn't look like someone who would cause trouble for no reason."

Jiang Zifang's depressed voice continued to echo in the room, but it was a bit chattering.

"Then guess what he means?"

A clear voice came from behind his head. He turned around and saw that the young man was now wearing a pure white undergarment, with long hair hanging down at his side. A pair of narrow eyes looked at him.

"What's that expression on your face? Am I weird?"

The sound suddenly came from a distance to the front, and the blush on his face instantly appeared.

"Are you hot or are you shy?"

Wen Baixu's black-ink long hair fell to his ears as he bent over. The small strands of hair rubbed against Jiang Zifang's exposed arms, making him feel itchy.

"It's hot...it's hot, and...and"

"Ah Xu, what should we do now?"

Ling Yun looked at Jiang Zifang seriously, and suddenly stopped talking, saving Jiang Zifang's face, and looked at him seriously.

"Uh, let's go to sleep."

Wen Baixu gathered his hair and looked up at Ling Yun.

"Sleep? No, I won't sleep. I want to go eat some delicious food. It's not easy to have a human form, so I must try all kinds of delicious food."

Hearing this voice, Wen Baixu ignored him and just waved his hand, symbolically paying attention to him, but the man ran away as if he didn't see it.

Seeing him like this, Ling Yun looked back at Wen Baixu and closed the door.

"What about us, really sleeping?"

Jiang Zifang looked at the two of them with a puzzled look on his face, but Wen Baixu, the leader, just smiled softly, tapped the table twice with his fingers slightly bent, and walked to the table.

Ling Yun nodded and dragged Jiang Zifang out.

Everyone goes home, everyone finds their own bed

On a winter night, the streets are quiet and deep. The heavy snow on the mountains seems to swallow up all the noise, leaving only a quiet atmosphere in the air. Frost condenses on the mottled mountain walls, like a thin layer of white gauze covering it, flickering a faint silver light. In the shadow of the street, a night watchman walks steadily, and the slight sound of his hands tapping is particularly clear in the silence.

The stone streets were stained dark by the night, with a few drops of wet snow reflecting spots of light under the dim candlelight. The alleys were deep, and the shops on both sides had long been closed. The lanterns hanging in front of the doors swayed gently in the wind, making a slight "creaking" sound. Walking through the alleys, you could occasionally hear a dog barking, breaking the moment of tranquility.

The sky was as dark as ink, and the stars twinkled sparsely, as if they were also bound by the cold, and the light seemed particularly cold and desolate. The moon hid behind the thick clouds, revealing only a pale edge, as if it was a shy girl, peeking at this ancient land.

Under the eaves, icicles hung like transparent sword blades, swaying gently in the wind, and occasionally drops of water slid down from them, hitting the hard ground with a crisp sound. This sound echoed in the silent night sky, seeming particularly abrupt.

At this moment, the clappers sounded twice, and in the moonless night, a dark figure quietly appeared on the street outside the inn. At this moment, he jumped onto the eaves in two steps and appeared outside a window.

The sound of a window being opened was heard with a creak, which was particularly clear in the silent night, but there was no sound in the room.

The black figure seemed even more unscrupulous under the cover of the night. He stretched out his hand and gently opened the door a little. Just as he was about to open the other door, suddenly a cold shadow from the originally dark room stabbed at his face, accompanied by a sound of breaking through the air, whooshing, as if it had been waiting for this opportunity on purpose.

The owner of the cold shadow raised his sword to the left, slashed it lightly, and rushed forward suddenly. However, the black figure was extremely agile and dodged his attack by slightly moving backward. Just as he was about to grasp the tip of his sword with his hand, he saw a ray of light appear in front of him, and a familiar face appeared in front of him.

The man took off his face mask and said, "It is you, our big boss."

As he said this, he put away the sword in his hand, looked at him happily, and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation.

The dark figure leaned on the window sill and jumped inside. A tall figure appeared in the room. Wen Baixu gently brought the fire starter in his hand close to the candle and lit it. He looked up at the tall figure in front of him.

"Master Bei sent you? Or..."

The man shook his head, sat down, looked at Wen Baixu and said, "Half and half."

"If it's half and half, then what's the other half, and how did you know I would come before the second watch?"

Wen Baixu rolled his eyes and muttered, "You're not the only one who has read Journey to the West."

The man suddenly realized, looked at him and said: "Tomorrow someone will go with you, but you have to escort this person to another place. I don't know where this place is exactly. Master said she will tell you when the time comes."

Wen Baixu nodded and gestured for him to continue.

"The second matter is a private matter..."

The man was interrupted by Wen Baixu before he finished speaking. He looked inquisitive, as if he was full of curiosity.

"It's not what you think. When this matter is over, I need you to go somewhere to help me find something. This thing is related to you, me, and Master's important matter."

Wen Baixu reached out and stroked his chin, looking at him innocently.

“What if I don’t go?”

"Do you still want to take the beads out of your body?"

The man looked at him as if it was a matter of course, and Wen Baixu lost his temper instantly.

"Okay, so where exactly is that thing?"

Wen Baixu looked at him seriously, but the man shook his head. Just when Wen Baixu wanted to ask something, there was a knock on the door...