The curtains of the hotel weren't drawn tight, leaving a gap. A ray of warm sunlight shone through the gap and landed on Zhao Yu 'an's waist like a long knife, splitting his body into two.
"Ding ding ding…Ding ding ding…"
The phone that Zhao Yu 'an had brought back from the original world had been switched on again, and the alarm rang.
Zhao Yu 'an's head and body were extremely heavy. He struggled to get up and found the bell before turning it off.
Zhao Yu 'an looked at his phone screen. It showed that it was June 29th at 6:01.
Grass Moon? Zhao Yu 'an remembered that it was another name for July. It was less than 42 hours away from July.
Zhao Yu 'an stumbled into the bathroom and splashed cold water on his face. It took him a while to wake up and the pain in his body gradually subsided.
The black-robed man had brought him endless fear. Just a strand of gossamer was enough to make him feel endless pain. If he really had malicious intentions, how could he and Nubber resist?
But why did the black-robed man give him a hint about the future? If it was " Yu 'an " who defeated him a thousand years ago, why didn't he kill Zhao Yu' an directly?
Zhao Yu 'an didn't dare to think too much. It was the best arrangement that he was still alive.
"Nuzi! Get up!"
Zhao Yuan finished washing up and urged Nubber to get up. They had to leave quickly.
"Do you remember what Dave looks like?”
"Uh... I don't remember."
It wasn't easy to find out that David Sinjid might still be alive, but Nubber, who knew him, couldn't remember what he looked like. This made it even more difficult to find him.
Zhao Yu 'an had no choice but to let Nubo hide in the bamboo stalk. After all, it would be too eye-catching to walk outside with such a big guy.
When the taxi drove into the entrance of Admire Street, Zhao Yu 'an found that this street was indeed amazing.
It was hard for him to imagine that the people on this street could live in harmony because on both sides of the street, there were Buddhist, Christian, and Muslim sects…There were shops with all kinds of religious styles.
The monks, priests, and muslims on the street greeted each other warmly, and then spread their teachings to ordinary pedestrians, recommending the Diamond Sutra, the Bible, or the Koran.
Zhao Yu 'an couldn't tell the difference from the world he had come from from the way they dressed, the scriptures, and the way they behaved.
Zhao Yu 'an felt a headache coming on. He didn't know which master the pharmacist he was looking for had converted to. Which direction should he look for him?
He stood at the entrance of the street and circulated all the gossamer in his body to his eyes, activating the phase qi state.
All the gossamers flew over as if they had heard the order. Zhao Yu 'an's mind was suddenly filled with chaotic images.
"Pharmacist…Pharmacist."
At this moment, he only had one thought.
"What are you doing?"
A hateful little brat tugged at Zhao Yu 'an's pants and shook it vigorously. He looked up curiously at Zhao Yu' an, whose eyes were tightly shut.
Zhao Yu 'an was interrupted by this sudden change. His train of thought was instantly cut off. The gossamer was freed from its restraints and flew in all directions.
Seeing that it was a fair and tender little brat, Zhao Yu 'an couldn't bear to fly into a rage. He suppressed his anger and squatted down, saying gently,""Little friend, your brother is working.”
"Are you working? Then I won't disturb you anymore." The child pushed Zhao Yu 'an's pants away and retreated to the back, continuing to watch curiously.
Zhao Yu 'an had deliberately found an alley with fewer pedestrians to talk to, but now, a pair of young and curious eyes were staring at his back, making it difficult for him to concentrate.
He could only helplessly turn around and smile at the child.""Little kid, big brother needs a quiet environment to work.”
"I'm also going to say something." The kid was surprisingly sharp and his answer made sense, leaving Zhao Yu 'an speechless.
"Then can you answer my question?”
"Alright then."
"Do you live on this street?"
"Yes, I am."
"Then do you know that there is a pharmacist living on this street?”
"Aren't these two questions?"
Hearing the child's question, Zhao Yu 'an was speechless. He could only nod helplessly and say,""Then can you answer my two questions?”
"I can't."
The kid was straightforward. He rejected Zhao Yu 'an and turned to run into the alley.
Zhao Yu 'an also looked at the deep alley. The strange aura emanating from it caught his attention. It wasn't some gossamer with special information, but a medicinal fragrance.
Zhao Yu 'an grew up with his grandfather, who was a famous Chinese doctor in the countryside. He would brew Chinese medicine for a long time every day. Zhao Yu 'an grew up smelling the smell of herbs, so he was very sensitive to the smell of herbs.
The smell of licorice, Angelica dahurica, and Banxia came from the alley. There was also a strange smell mixed in, like burnt gossamer.
"Could it be that there's such a coincidence?”Zhao Yu 'an mumbled to himself as he walked into the deep alley. The little brat rushed out while playing and accidentally bumped into Zhao Yu' an's leg.
The child raised his head and stared at Zhao Yu 'an. Then, he ran away quickly without saying a word.
However, the moment Zhao Yu 'an looked at the child, he was struck by a message.
"I was wrong!"
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