Zhou Qinchuan stared at the old man and his entourage completely disappeared before he suddenly realized.

He couldn't tell the level of this person's clothes, but from his demeanor and the tone of asking him to find work for him, it all showed that he was not an ordinary person.

If you really travel through time, then this person is a golden finger or even a golden thigh, and you need to hold it tightly, why did it collapse like this?

Have you seen all the time travel seniors, sons-in-law, servants, and even those who are the turtle men, who can hold the golden thighs in time and reach the peak of their lives in another world.

I have no idea about gold and jade, and I can't help but let go of my chance to become successful.

Zhou Qinchuan was a little annoyed, but he didn't care much about it. He didn't know whether he had traveled through time or not, what if he was two lunatics?

Besides, with his current age and experience, he is still very proud at heart. He always wants to make a name for himself based on his own abilities, and always looks down on those who have backers.

"Gu...Gugu" suddenly made a series of explosions, like singing.

Just after the danger, Zhou Qinchuan suddenly felt hungry and hurriedly took off his backpack.

In addition to the treasures he bought from the Internet, he also brought a dry towel to wipe his sweat to prevent the wind from catching a cold.

Several bottles of mineral water and a few bags of bread were also lying inside.

Zhou Qinchuan knew that with his physical strength, this trip would inevitably take a long time and his body would not be less consumed.

It takes water and food to replenish your energy, and it comes in handy now.

He took out a piece of bread and a small bottle of mineral water from his backpack, and ate and drank in small sips.

The heart is sick, and the whole body is not good, and the stomach is no exception. No matter how hungry or thirsty, Zhou Qinchuan dares not eat and drink happily.

The consequence of being refreshed is to suffer from it. Anyway, it either ends up with stomach pain or abdominal distension. In short, there will be no good results.

After eating most of the bread and drinking half a bottle of mineral water, my stomach finally stopped protesting.

Zhou Qinchuan was quite satisfied with his care. Qing brought an umbrella and he had enough dry food. The ancients really didn't bully me.

When his stomach was full, his mind was also ready to use it. Zhou Qinchuan immediately noticed something abnormal in his body.

As a senior and weak person, he rarely feels like he is crazy. In other words, Zhou Qinchuan has poor stomachs and is not very hungry. Today, he has never experienced this kind of hunger that is like a wolf or a tiger.

In addition, although he didn't exercise much just now, in the face of life danger, the large amount of adrenal hormones secreted is enough to make his heart jump out of his chest, and even more serious it causes breathing difficulties. It is not impossible to die.

Nowadays, these once weak chickens have never shown any signs of performance. Now, Zhou Qinchuan breathes smoothly and his heartbeats strongly, and there is no discomfort on his body.

Could it be that this is the benefit after being struck by lightning?

Before Zhou Qinchuan could think carefully, his nose seemed to wake up from his deep sleep after eating. The smell around that could bear just now was unbearable. A strong fishy odor filled the surroundings, which really affected his appetite.

Did I really have the effect of cutting off hair and marrow after being struck by lightning?

Zhou Qinchuan didn't care about the food he had not finished, put down his bread and water bottle, and hurriedly put his exposed right arm close to his nose and smelled it carefully.

Isn’t it said in the novel that once the body changes its appearance, toxin waste will leak out from the body, making the whole body smelly.

However, it was not. Zhou Qinchuan neither saw the dirt flowing out of his body nor did he smell the source of the odor.

When I caught a glimpse of the dead wolf, I realized that it was the smell of this beast.

It is wild and wild, so it will definitely not be washed clean like those pets. In addition, I was killed by an arrow, and the blood sheds smells good enough. It would be strange if the two were combined to smell good.

Zhou Qinchuan sucked the wolf's body with a hiking pole. This evil beast almost ate him. Now he came to harm his nose again and even mistakenly had the idea of ​​cutting off hair and cleaning marrow.

When I accidentally touched the arrow shaft, I was curious and simply moved to the wolf's neck to look carefully.

Anyway, I’m not hungry anyway, so I might as well see what the arrows the old man used look like.

Zhou Qinchuan carefully pulled the arrow from the wolf's neck. The wolf's blood had already flowed out and had not been shot out. However, the blood on the arrow shaft inevitably touched his hands.

However, Zhou Qinchuan's little cleanliness has lost his temper by the experience of most of the day, so he no longer cared about the blood on his opponent.

This is a very ordinary sharp arrow, iron arrow, wooden arrow shaft, and arrow tail made of bird feathers. It is a bit ancient and different from the arrow sticks in his backpack. Apart from this, there is no useful clue.

That’s right, there is a bow in Zhou Qinchuan’s bag, which is also purchased online and can be folded.

When he was at the top of the mountain, he also took it out and played with it. Although there were pulleys and other tools to help, with his strength, he got tired after driving a dozen bows and put them in his backpack early.

There are dozens of arrows that are provided, and the bow and arrow are both mechanics, which are obviously different from the hand-made arrows in front of you.

Although the arrow in my hand is simple, it is inevitably rough in workmanship.

But the old man used this arrow to shoot through the wild wolf's neck accurately, and the huge force even brought the wolf away.

Such a good skill cannot be something that Hanfu enthusiasts or role-players can have.

Thinking of the strange fog encountered when you went down the mountain, the inexplicable lightning strike, and the body that seemed to have signs of improvement, it seemed that there was a high possibility of traveling through time.

What kind of world is this? Martial arts or fairy tales?

Anyway, I will definitely not be in a foreign land. The old man just now looked like a pure Chinese descendant. Although his words were a bit weird, they were also in the category of Chinese.

Zhou Qinchuan became more and more excited the more he thought about it. If he really traveled to the immortal and martial world, even if the thunder had no effect, his body would be saved.

People often envy whatever they lack. Zhou Qinchuan has longed for since childhood, and he can one day sweat freely on the playground, among the grass, in the mountains, and in the blue waves, without the feeling of panic and suffocation that makes him despair.

Being able to play football, play basketball, run happily on the plastic track, and swim freely in the swimming pool has always been his dream and even his inner demon.

How much he wanted to be a normal person? No, it would be better to be a strong person, so that he could live up to his youth and not come to this world for a vain.

Before going to college, Zhou Qinchuan's favorite TV programs were sports channels and travel channels.

In the sports channel, he can learn from those more gentle fitness teaching programs and then use them on himself. No matter what the actual effect is, at least psychologically, it can make Zhou Qinchuan feel that it is useful.
Chapter completed!