August is a hot season.
At 10:30 in the morning, the harsh sunlight shone in through the window and fell on Bai Yang who was not covered with a quilt, scalding him to wake up.
It has been two months since this guy graduated from college. Without control, he is like a wild horse running wild. He sleeps until he wakes up naturally. As for counting money, he can only do it in his dreams.
"Do you want anyone left alive?"
I woke up in a daze, and felt that my body was covered in sweat. I muttered complaints and walked to the bathroom half asleep.
After washing my face and brushing my teeth, I finally woke up a little. When I came to the dining room, I was speechless. My parents didn't leave breakfast. Is there any reason for this
"Oh my God, although I am already an adult, mom, why don't you be so heartless and leave some for me? It's not your biological child anymore. We have agreed that no matter how old the child is, in the eyes of the parents, the child is a baby who needs to be taken care of. Woolen cloth… ".
Filled with depressed complaints, Bai Yang walked to his room nonchalantly and took out a box of instant noodles from the drawer.
"Do you think I will starve to death if you don't leave food for me? You underestimate me too much."
The proud Bai Yang soaked the noodles in the hot water from the water dispenser, put them on the coffee table in the living room and sat down for a while. He lay on the sofa in the comfortable posture of Uncle Ge, turned on the TV and clicked on it randomly. In addition to advertisements, there were some stupid TV series. It was disturbing to watch.
'When the smoke rises, the mountains and rivers look north...'
The cell phone rang, and Bai Yang reluctantly reached for it a few times before he could reach the cell phone ten centimeters away from his fingers. He had no choice but to do it. It was so hot today that it made him feel uncomfortable even to move.
I picked it up and saw it was my mother's phone.
"Hey, mom, do you remember that you have a son?"
"You brat, are you just getting up now? Why don't you just be too lazy? How much do you think I owe you in my previous life to have a son like you in this life... I'm probably eating instant noodles again, right? I asked you, boy, when? You have to grow up, I’m so worried..."
The so-called knowing son, Mo Ruomu, could give him a clear idea of his situation over the phone.
After letting his mother complain, Bai Yang replied with three words, "Let's get to the point."
"You brat, what are you talking about... The situation is like this. You have graduated two months ago and have had enough fun. Now I will give you two choices. First, find me a job within a month... "
"What about second"? If you have to choose Baiyang, you must listen to all the options clearly.
"The second thing is that if you don't go to work, I think there are some pretty good girls in our unit. You can coax one of them to come back as my daughter-in-law, and I'll pay for the expenses in the meantime..."
"Mom, I choose number one. I will go find a job later. I will start work in two days. I'm ready to make noodles. That's it. Bye..." After saying the last word, Bai Yang decisively hung up. Telephone.
I wiped the sweat from my forehead. It was so scary. I thought, how could I just give away my 24-year-old life in such a hurry? I could have a girlfriend and so on. I might as well forget about going on a blind date and getting married. I haven’t had enough fun yet. .
Throwing away his phone, Bai Yang reluctantly stood up, picked up the instant noodles on the coffee table, picked up the fork, took a sip, and sat down...
"Whoops..."!
Bai Yang, who sat down, felt that his butt was empty, and he sat on the ground. The sofa was obviously only a few centimeters away from his butt, so how could the gap be so huge!
He fell to the ground, spilled the instant noodles, and spilled the noodle soup all over his body. He screamed because of the soup. He jumped up and started slapping the burned area. The next moment, his movements froze, and his subconscious howl after being burned suddenly stopped. Stop.
His eyes stared straight ahead, his pupils suddenly dilated.
"what's the situation"!
Bai Yang was still in his living room a moment ago, and now he appeared inexplicably in a lush jungle, surrounded by towering ancient trees and old vines like dragons. The breeze blew, and the fragrance of flowers from nowhere made people intoxicated. The air was fresh and breathable. The whole person was washed.
Shirtless, big pants, and flip-flops, with a mouthful of instant noodles in his mouth, a fork in one hand, and a half-overturned noodle bucket in the other hand, Bai Yang froze in a weird posture.
He swallowed with a gulp, but what he swallowed was instant noodles, which made him choke and cough. After finally adjusting, Bai Yang looked at the surrounding environment and was about to cry without tears.
Swish, swish, swish…
Three meters away from the poplar, in a small patch of grass, a three-foot-long black centipede appeared with teeth and claws, then turned around and disappeared into a stone crevice...
"What the hell is this place?"
Bai Yang said to himself in horror. He was so frightened by the big centipede of Mishu that he subconsciously stepped back. There was a sharp pain under his feet. He gasped and raised his feet. The flip-flops on his feet were pierced by a thorn...
There was another severe pain in his shoulder. The pain made him drop the instant noodles in his hand, and slapped the place where the pain came. It was bloody, and a mosquito as big as a baby's fist was killed by him!
"Big centipede, big mosquito, must they have encountered a wormhole and come to the African jungle..."!
Looking around dumbfounded, there are many big trees that require several people to hug each other, and looking around, there are few plants that Bai Yang knows.
When he looked up and saw the sky through the gaps in the leaves, Baiyang was stunned. Is that the sun in the sky? But the color of the fur is wrong. The sun in the morning is red and the sun at noon is golden. But what the hell is that white ball of light the size of a wheel in the sky
"Is this a time travel? This is a time travel! But I'm not ready yet. At least let me get some equipment first. What kind of trouble are you going to make if you leave me with flip-flops and big pants in this damn place?"
A moment ago, he was too hot to move because of the high temperature, but now he is completely cold. He appeared in such a place inexplicably. Would you be afraid if it were you
call…
A bad wind blew up behind him, accompanied by a deafening tiger roar. Bai Yang's whole head was about to explode, and he experienced firsthand what it was like to roar in the tiger's roaring forest.
When he turned around, he saw a five-meter-long yellow-spotted tiger rushing towards him.
"It's over, go to time travel, I want to go home..."!
With such a cry of despair in his heart, Bai Yang's figure suddenly disappeared.
With a bang, the tiger jumped into the air, turned around and tilted its head slightly, as if saying "Where is the person?"
The tiger shook his head and walked toward the jungle on four legs, leaving behind a flip-flop with a thorn stuck in it and a box of spilled instant noodles.
Whoa…
A voice like a whimper came through the air, a black shadow flashed away, and with a swoosh, the eye of the tiger that was so majestic before was pierced by a dark arrow, and fell to the ground with a bang, twitching instinctively. There was no sound.
The sound of footsteps approached, and three strong men like iron towers appeared here. They were wearing animal skins, carrying large bows, and their eyes were as sharp as knives.
"Haha, Brother Zhao is good at archery. One arrow happened to penetrate the tiger's eyes without damaging the fur. This tiger skin will definitely sell for a good price."
One of them, a young man with a scar on his face who was the strongest but looked a little immature, groped for a few times on the dead tiger and said with admiration.
"It's nothing to me. As long as you practice archery carefully, Hu Zi, you will surpass me sooner or later." The man known as Brother Zhao shook his head and smiled. He is about 1.8 meters tall, has dark and oily skin, and can run horses on his arms. That kind of person, his whole body is full of muscles, but the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes show that he is past middle age.
The third young man knelt down on the ground with a frown, nuzzled his nose a few times, then peeled off a leaf and saw the half-filled bucket of instant noodles and the pierced flip-flops.
"Brother Zhao, Hu Zi, come here and take a look at this thing. It smells so good that I can't help but salivate...".
"What good thing did Zhuzi discover?" The young man named Huzi walked over with his long legs and said.
"Look at this stuff, doesn't it smell good?" Zhu Zhu pointed at the instant noodles on the ground and said with a salivating expression.
"What is this? It looks weird, but it smells really good." Huzi swallowed.
"Huzi, do you think this thing is edible? Look, this bowl is so beautiful. Hey, there's someone on it. I don't know who painted it. It's so delicate, as if it's alive. Are there words on it? It should be. It’s characters, I guess, but I don’t know what’s written, no one in our village can read…” Zhu Zhu crawled on the ground, staring at the instant noodle bowl and kept talking.
"What did you find?" Brother Zhao came over vigilantly. When he smelled the smell of instant noodles, he couldn't help but make a gulping sound in his throat. When he saw the instant noodles bowl, he looked confused like the other two.
"This bowl is so exquisite. It will definitely sell for a sky-high price. I don't know who threw it here. Hu Zi Zhu, let's take the bowl with us. Be careful not to break it. Maybe this bowl can be replaced." I’ve got a precious secret book back,” Brother Zhao said with great seriousness.
So the three of them didn't want the tiger they had hunted, and carefully took the bowl of instant noodles away like a treasure. As for the instant noodles that fell on the ground, they were eaten by the three of them. It was so delicious that the three of them almost chewed up a big piece of the dirt. Come on...
Bai Yang came here inexplicably and left inexplicably. If he saw the scene of those three people throwing away a tiger and asking for a garbage instant noodle bowl, he would probably fall to the ground, but it was useless. The three people said He doesn't understand anything...
boom…
Bai Yang fell on the sofa in his living room in a backward position, feeling cold and dead all over his body. He stayed in this position for a full ten minutes before he could react.
"Where am I?" Looking at the familiar home, Bai Yang's head was covered.
It was as if I was drunk. I recalled it for a while before I remembered that I appeared in a jungle for no reason and was almost eaten by a tiger. I had never seen such a big tiger on TV...
"What's going on? Could it be that the weather is too hot and I'm hallucinating from heatstroke?" Bai Yang, who was talking to himself, was still confused. He raised his arm to wipe the sweat from his forehead. His movements froze. He was holding a piece of grass in his hand!
He held a piece of grass!
"When the tiger pounced, I seemed to have caught something at random..." Bai Yang stared at the grass in his hand with a dry throat...
(New book, please collect, recommend and reward, every bit of your support is the greatest encouragement to Shitou, different stories, different beginnings)