On the dark night, as time moved, fewer and fewer people in the park were in the park.

Fang Jian and Zheng Duoqiu supported the middle-aged man to the pavilion and gently placed him on the seat inside. From the side, it looked like a man was sleeping soundly.

If it is winter, this situation will naturally make people doubt. However, in the hot summer, there are countless people who cool down under the park pavilion, so it will not attract attention.

Mu Xue stepped forward and pushed him gently, not waking up for a moment, not waking up twice, Mu Xue was not impatient, but kept pushing. With such force, even a pig could not sleep well, but the middle-aged man persisted for more than ten minutes before he showed a trace of awakening.

Mu Xue then spoke: "Uncle, uncle..."

The middle-aged man woke up slowly, his eyes were confused, obviously not knowing what had happened.

"Uncle, are you awake?"

"Ah, ah..." The middle-aged man finally reacted. He sat upright, looked around, and murmured: "What...what?"

"Uncle, it's already very late now. You'd better go home and go to bed. Although it's cool here, there are too many mosquitoes." Mu Xue waved her hand and was about to leave.

"Ah, wait, wait." The middle-aged man hurriedly said, "Little girl, where is this?"

"This is a park. I saw you sleep for a long time, so I woke you up." Mu Xue seemed a little dissatisfied and said, "If you have to continue sleeping, I have no choice. Goodbye."

The middle-aged man still looked confused when he watched Mu Xue leave.

He turned around and seemed to be recalling how he could have fallen asleep here.

However, no matter what he thought, the place where memory stayed was when he approached the pavilion. As for how he walked into the pavilion next and fell asleep, he knew nothing.

Shaking his head and looking at the time, he was shocked. More than two hours had passed.

While speeding up his pace and walking back, he gently patted his head, but the expression on his face was always confused.

After the middle-aged man left, Zheng Duoqiu and Fang Jian walked out from a nearby tree.

"Fang Jian, what problem do you see?"

"No, this person... should be fine."

"You mean, did you succeed?"

"Yes, it should have succeeded."

Although he did such a thing for the first time, he still has strong confidence.

"Okay, Fang Jian, I'll bother you this time."

"Uncle Zheng, you are too polite."

"Haha, but you should remember discipline."

"I know, my dad told me before he died, and he would not ask or talk."

"Just know." Zheng Duoqiu hit him gently and said, "Tiger father, no dog son." After that, he took a big step and left in a row.

Fang Jian suddenly became excited. It was the first time since he chose to study medicine that Zheng Duoqiu has received such unreserved recognition. This feeling is quite good, much better than the feeling of his songs being recognized online.

When I returned home at night, my mother had already gone to bed.

Fang Jian washed up casually and lay on the bed. Although he had not really touched Zheng Duoqiu's case, judging from his and Mu Xue's performance, after today's incident, they had a clear direction.

This is a good thing, but what makes Fang Jian feel a little regretful is that when he hypnotized Zheng Duoqiu, he did not raise those gossip questions. Humph, it would be fine if he was timid, but Mu Xue's courage became so small at that time.

After complaining casually, Fang Jian fell asleep quietly on the bed.

Perhaps it was because of today's extraordinary experience that made him a little tired, or perhaps it was because he had some expectations before falling asleep.

After he was truly asleep, an invisible energy began to gather over his mind, and soon formed a vortex that could not be seen by the naked eye.

The next moment, a mysterious energy escaped from Fang Jian's body and was thrown into the vortex.

…

He opened his eyes in confusion, and the moment he opened his eyes, Fang Jian's mind immediately woke up.

Can't speak, can't move, can't control your body.

The moment this familiar feeling surged into my heart, Fang Jian understood his situation at this time.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. He had just promised that his white hair and red eyes would immediately pass through his mind tonight. Is there any connection he didn't know about?

However, he immediately restrained his mind and devoted himself to the dependents.

Although he could not see his body through his eyes, Fang Jian was used to inferring the environment and era he was in from the place where his eyes swept.

The surrounding furnishings told him that this was a room full of antique, with a huge room and a very good layout.

Modern cities have a large population. Except for wealthy homes, most of the bedrooms that ordinary people live in are about ten square meters. However, Fang Jian only needs to be sure at a glance that this bedroom is at least twenty square meters. Moreover, he did not see a cloakroom or bathroom in the bedroom, only a few wardrobes made of mahogany.

When the man got up, opened the wardrobe, and saw neatly folded clothes inside, Fang Jian suddenly had a bad feeling.

Because the clothes inside are so weird and do not have a little modern style, if you really wear this kind of clothes to go out, then it can only prove one thing.

Although Fang Jian was chanting and praying secretly, it was obvious that all his hopes were lost. The dependent picked up a piece of clothing very skillfully, finished wearing it quickly, and then Shi Shiran walked out of the house.

When he saw the scene outside the door, Fang Jian sighed secretly, extinguishing all hope.

Sure enough, he was not wrong. This time, his thoughtful travels brought him to a high-dimensional world similar to that of the ancient Ming and Qing dynasties.

The high-dimensional worlds I entered before all have a very obvious feature, that is, the technological level of these worlds can basically crush the earth. However, the world I came here this time is completely the opposite.

This also made Fang Jian know that the high-dimensional world not only has a future world, but also a past world.

Of course, the so-called future and past here do not refer to the earth's world, but are divided by science and technology as the standards.

The dependent bought breakfast on the street and finished it all the way. He was obviously a well-known figure here and walked into a shop amid the compliments of many people.

When he entered the store, Fang Jian clearly saw three big words on the store from the corner of his eyes.
Chapter completed!