As spiritual energy revived, I, having acquired certain attributes, gradually ascended to immortalit

"ghost?"

Looking at the girl who suddenly became alert, Shen Qing finally understood where the rumor about the ghost of the gatekeeper Zhang next door came from.

That means she had been here for three or four days, and even went hungry for two days before he left yesterday.

"No, never mind, there's no ghost, just pretend I didn't say anything." Shen Qing waved her hand. "So you've only eaten those few cold steamed buns these past few days?"

"Steamed buns? You mean steamed cakes? I'll make you some."

Shen Qingtang gripped her waist knife tightly, her voice lowering slightly. She said this, but she didn't have a single penny on her, not to mention the steamed buns were made from refined grains—how could she possibly pay for them…?

"I mean, have you gone out during this period, or have you had any conflicts with anyone?"

Shen Qing's heart skipped a beat. This girl dared to pick locks, and who knows if she would dare to pull out a knife and rob someone. What if she met with Sheriff Wang Yu again and some misunderstanding occurred?

"No, I haven't gone out these past few days; I've been staying next door."

"That's good……"

Shen Qinggang breathed a sigh of relief.

Boom boom boom!

"Hello, delivery!"

Shen Qingtang turned around abruptly and drew her sword again.

"Hey, calm down, this is someone delivering food." Shen Qing's eyelids twitched, and she quickly reached out to reassure him, "Come on, put the knife down. This is a society governed by law. Don't draw your knife so easily."

"Bringing food?"

Shen Qingtang seemed to understand what he meant, glanced at Shen Qing, and slowly sheathed his waist knife.

Shen Qing glanced at the living room, opened the door a crack, took the KFC meal, and immediately closed the door.

"You've never been outside, yet you know about people outside?"

Shen Qingtang glanced at Shen Qing with an air of "this isn't common sense," and said, "Isn't it just a request?"

This touched on a blind spot in Shen Qing's knowledge. He took out his phone and checked, only to find out that food delivery existed in ancient times.

In ancient times, large restaurants generally offered takeout services.

"Um, let's eat, let's eat first."

He quickly changed the subject, took a hamburger out of the paper bag and handed it to him, "It's a bit late now, and this area is too remote for fast food restaurants to stay open, so this will have to do."

Shen Qingtang swallowed hard, but did not take it.

"What, are you afraid I'll poison you?" Shen Qing opened a bag of fries and started eating first, mumbling, "Do you think I need to?"

Her stomach growled again, and Shen Qingtang looked at Yan Yao's corpse again, hesitating for a moment.

"Thanks."

Seeing her take the hamburger, Shen Qing suddenly stopped what she was doing and just stared at her, looking like she wanted to watch a show.

Shen Qingtang, however, did not immediately open the package as he had expected.

"Forehead……"

It was obvious that the girl in front of him wasn't stupid, just lacking in common sense. He felt like he was making a fool of himself.

But what to do next?

Shen Qing looked at the girl; calling the police was definitely out of the question, as this was no ordinary incident.

So it's a choice between two options: either ignore them, or if they don't end up on the streets and get shot by the police, they'll probably still be contacted.

So, should we report it directly?

Or, could we choose option two and stay and observe first?

Shen Qing glanced at her. An ancient time traveler, who just happened to appear in his house.

Although this world is already extraordinary, he is also a reincarnated person... Why do I have a feeling of destiny?

"Cough cough—"

While Shen Qing was lost in thought, perhaps because she was too hungry, Shen Qingtang stuffed a hamburger into her mouth in a few bites. Although the hamburger wasn't big, she ate it too quickly and immediately started coughing.

That's understandable; he ordered a double chicken burger. Modern people can't resist fried food, let alone people in ancient times.

"Don't rush, there's still a hamburger left. Have some water first."

Shen Qing subconsciously inserted a straw and handed over the cola, "You recognize straws, right?"

The girl nodded, took the cola, and took a sip. A strange and stimulating taste, as if something was dancing in her mouth, made her eyes widen in surprise.

Shen Qing realized, "Oh no, people in ancient times probably thought this was poison."

He quickly dodged, afraid of being sprayed on himself, but in fact he was overthinking it. Shen Qingtang was stunned for a moment, then swallowed it.

"Don't you think this is poison?"

"It's sweet, we can't waste it."

Shen Qingtang shook her head, finding the question strange. "Besides, didn't you say you could easily deal with me with your strength?"

Shen Qing fell silent for a moment, feeling as if his intelligence was being suppressed by an ancient person.

Is this just wishful thinking?

"So, where is this?"

After finishing one hamburger, Shen Qingtang stopped eating and began to scan the entire room with her gaze.

A lamp that doesn't need fire, a buzzing iron block that releases cold air like an ice crystal, and a very soft stool? None of these are things that Dayong owns.

"Binhai City".

Hearing Shen Qing repeat himself, the girl was very puzzled. "Is it far from Dayong? How can I get back? I want to go home."

She spoke as if to herself, trying to keep her voice calm.

"It's very far, but I don't know exactly how far. I guess it has to be calculated in years."

Shen Qing shook his head, after all, he didn't even know which period the girl in front of him came from, Dayong?

"Perhaps you'll never be able to go back, or perhaps you'll wake up tomorrow and be back?"

This is not an ordinary world; if you can get here, you might be able to get back.

Shen Qingtang was taken aback, her voice trembling slightly as she asked, "Will it take many years?"

She didn't understand why it was possible she could never go back, or that she could go back tomorrow?

"Tsk... How do you explain that?"

Shen Qing pondered how to put it, then suddenly clapped his hands, "It means that the dynasty you lived in has probably already perished, and this is a world at least a thousand years in the future."

"Well, what I mean is, your family and friends may have all passed away."

Although reality is harsh, now that he has made up his mind, he feels it's better to be upfront and clear about it.

"You're talking nonsense!"

Clang!

Shen Qingtang gripped the hilt of the knife and instinctively wanted to draw it, but after a moment, she slowly let go.

"You must have some guesses yourself, right?"

Shen Qing glanced around the living room. "Everything around here is completely different from the world you live in, whether it's the living environment, the food, or even the laws."

If you don't believe me, you can go outside and see for yourself.

As he spoke, he glanced at the knife in the girl's hand. "However, I suggest you put the knife away. Sharpened weapons are illegal here."

"Your original world may have been dangerous, but this place is still safe."

As he spoke, Shen Qing glanced at Yan Yao's corpse with a guilty conscience. Why did it feel like he was trying to fool people?

"I don't believe you, you're lying to me!"

Shen Qingtang stubbornly shook her head, turned around and grasped the doorknob, but hesitated to move.

It's not that it can't be opened.

She didn't know what time travel was, but one thing the other person was right about was that this was a completely different world from Dayong.

It was already night, and there were lights everywhere outside, as well as that fast-moving iron box, but no demons roaming the ground.

When she came here from hiding in the neighborhood, she noticed that everything was different.

"Why are you helping me?"