Zhuang Hui bent down and handed over half of the bag of small buns left in his hand: "Old lady, here, Xiaolong soup buns, I just bought them, hot. Let's eat it!"

The begging old woman looked at the little bun blankly, with no desire in her eyes. She raised her eyes and looked at Zhuang Hui, muttering with her shriveled lips: "Give some money..."

Beggars only need money and don’t eat them?!

Zhuang Hui was so amazed that he sneered: "Old lady, I don't know if you have heard of this saying: 'If the beggar asks you for money, you will give him food; if you want to eat, you will give him money." - I originally thought that if you take my little soup bun and eat it, I will give you money, but you don't. OK, since you don't lack food and drink, I don't have to worry about it."

After saying that, Zhuang Hui retracted half of the bag of small bags and turned around and walked to the bus stop without looking back.

He quickly finished eating the small buns, threw the bag into the trash can next to him, and put his hands in his pants pockets. There were more people waiting for the bus. He stood in the messy crowd at the bus stop, staring blankly at the vehicles passing by with lights on the streets in the night.

There was a sharp police car sirens in the distance, and people looked at the sounds. A police car flashed with police lights, pulled the sirens, and rushed towards this side. People on both sides of the street were watching nervously.

Suddenly, with a loud "bang!", the police car exploded, and suddenly lost control. The entire body rolled in a series of times, and sparks flashed on the concrete streets. It finally hit the non-motorized vehicle lane isolation green belt, and stopped with the roar, just a few steps away from Zhuang Hui.

When the police car rolled, two patrol officers in the car were thrown out, one of them fell heavily on the fast lane in front of Zhuang Hui, and blood splattered. At the same time, a 92-type small-caliber police pistol on his waist was also thrown out of the holster and slid along the ground to Zhuang Hui.

Everyone around ran away, but Zhuang Hui did not. He picked up the gun on the ground and ran over to observe the injuries of the seriously injured patrolman. The patrolman lay motionless on the ground, with blood on his face. He shouldn't have moved immediately when the injury was unknown to avoid causing new injuries, but the position he was lying in the fast lane was too dangerous, so Zhuang Hui squatted down, picked him up, and turned to the side of the road.

As soon as I walked to the green belt, I heard people around me screaming again. At the same time, a dazzling white light shone straight at him, and a shrill sound of brakes came from my ears!

It turned out to be a small car driving at high speed in the back. In order to avoid the police car rolling on the road ahead, it rushed straight towards Zhuang Hui!

Zhuang Hui threw the seriously injured patrolman's body towards the green belt, then turned around and rushed in the air. The small car rushed past him with lightning speed. With a bang, it hit the high cement column street light next to the station, breaking the street light!

While Zhuang Hui's body was falling, he heard the screams of the crowd around him. On the ground, he saw the shadow of the huge cement column street lamp behind him that had been broken and collapsed was rapidly increasing, covering his whole body! He wanted to dodge, but the force he had turned up had been exhausted, and his feet had not yet landed on the ground and could not leverage his strength.

Bang —!

Zhuang Hui felt a huge force hit his back heavily. In an instant, the entire scenery and the crowd were rotating rapidly, and the countless colorful vortexes around him were very gorgeous.

His body was sucked into the spiral nest, and with him, the police car that was overturned in the green belt, rolling and disappeared into the depths of the vortex one after another.

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Zhuang Hui felt that he was light and surrounded by misty clouds and colorful whirlpools. He didn't know where he was.

A voice sounded in his mind, as if it came from all over his body, and it seemed to come from the bottom of his heart: "Young man, don't be afraid, you are not dead."

Zhuang Hui was overjoyed and struggled to ask, "Who is talking? Where am I?"

"You don't have to know where you are, you just need to remember where you will go!" The voice seemed so vague and full of gloomy in his body.

"Where am I going?" Zhuang Hui asked subconsciously.

"The place you are going to is another world that exists parallel, but in this era you are going to, all kinds of natural disasters and man-made disasters are happening, and eventually, they will lead to destruction!"

Zhuang Hui was shocked: "Why should I send me wherever?"

"This is fate..." The voice was indifferent and ethereal, which made him even more heartbroken. "You only have one chance to escape from this ultimate destruction, that is, to find the police car that you travel through with you. That is your only chance. Only when you find it can you leave the world that is about to be destroyed."

"Police car?" Zhuang Hui remembered the police car that rolled and fell on the isolation green belt, and seemed to have entered the whirlpool with him. However, he looked around but could not see the shadow of the police car and said anxiously: "Where is the police car, how can I find it?"

"It depends on your luck..."

Zhuang Hui also asked, suddenly he felt his body falling rapidly, and the colorful vortexes around him were stretched into deformed ribbons, speeding past him.

Finally, with a loud bang, Zhuang Hui lost consciousness.

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Zhuang Hui slowly woke up from his coma.

There were crying sounds, sighs and discussions in his ears. The crying was heart-wrenching, which made him unable to help crying after hearing it.

Who is crying? It’s dad and mom? No, the voice is wrong.

Didn’t I have a car accident? I didn’t die?

He was immediately excited about the discovery. He slowly opened his eyes. The light was strong and the sun was poisonous. He immediately closed again.

As soon as he glanced, he had basically seen clearly that the person standing beside him was a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old, with a petite figure but very strong. He was wearing a burlap dress, washed white, with big eyes, and big eyes, but her skin was a little dark, and her hair was softer than black satin. She formed a long braid behind her head, crossed her shoulders, and slid gracefully across her slightly arched chest, drooping in front of her, and the ends of her hair were tied with a red head rope. A pair of big eyes full of tears were looking at him eagerly. Unfortunately, her face was stained by tears and snot and dust, and she couldn't tell what she looked like. There were many people around, carrying hoes, rakes, and shoulder poles.

A very strange feeling made Zhuang Hui feel uneasy. He didn't know how this feeling came about, because the glance just now was too fast, so he couldn't come to see the person in front of him clearly. However, he could be sure of one thing, that is, this uneasiness came from the people in front of him.

What's wrong with these people?

Zhuang Hui broke away his eyes bit by bit and gradually adapted to the strong light. After opening his eyes, he found that for some reason, the sunlight is much stronger than that of modern society, and people's skin becomes hot even if they are sunny.

When he saw the person in front of him, his eyes immediately widened, staring blankly at the woman who hugged him and cried, and then looked at the person standing around him.

"Mr. Gu is not dead! He opens his eyes!" I don't know who was among the onlookers shouting like this.

The girl immediately raised her head and looked at Zhuang Hui with tears on her face. She immediately hugged his shoulders ecstaticly: "Mr. Gu! You are not dead?! Great! Thank God! Thank God...!"

Zhuang Hui's eyes just stayed on her for a moment, then turned to the others. The people he saw were all wearing ancient costumes! - the kind of slanted short shirt that could only be seen in ancient costume movies and TV dramas, with a cloth strap around his waist. Whether men and women had long hair on their heads, women were tied with buns, men were wrapped in a headscarf, and their feet were fat bloomers and cloth shoes.

The woman holding his shoulders was also wearing a skirt that only ancient women had!

Could it be that a film and television crew who performs costume dramas saved him?

He immediately looked up at the person behind him, hoping to find someone wearing his current suit and jacket, but what he saw was still a short shirt and a skirt!

Seeing his expression, the woman asked, "Sir, what do you think? Don't be afraid, I've asked someone to call Doctor Gong!"

Doctor? Isn’t this a name for doctors that was only found in ancient times? Looking at the ancient costumes of these people and adding this title, did you travel to ancient times?

Traveling through time?

When he thought of this word, Zhuang Hui's blood in his body was about to solidify.

The indifferent voice that existed around him in vain or in his heart appeared in his mind, warning himself to travel to a parallel world. Could it be that the parallel world that the voice mentioned was an ancient Chinese society?

An old man in a navy blue robe beside him squatted down and looked at him with kind face: "Okay, I'll say Mr. Gu is full of his forehead and is not a short-lived person. Look, after he got so hard, he said he was out of breath. Isn't he alive again?"

The two young men also said yes, yes, and squatted down and looked at Zhuang Hui: "Sir, are you okay?"

Zhuang Hui tried hard to squeeze out a sentence: "Who are you...?"

Suddenly, the smiles on everyone's faces froze and they looked at each other.

The older man said, "Sir, I am Dagui. What's wrong with you? Why don't you recognize others?"

The younger man next to him said, "Brother, I see that the husband was stunned after being hit by this hoe in the back and did not come back to his senses. I heard from Doctor Gong before that after Doctor Gong comes to show it, it should be cured."

The white-haired old man on the other side didn't believe it and looked down at Zhuang Hui: "Sir, you won't even know me, right? I am Uncle Mo in our village. I am your old neighbor."

The girl in the skirt heard them say this and hurriedly said, "Sir, it's okay, don't be afraid! Doctor Gong will come soon."
Chapter completed!