Hello everyone, I am an ordinary second male lead in an ordinary two-dimensional novel.

I have a foreign name, Mo Li.

Like many male lead actors, my body is glasses. No, I deleted it just now. I mean, my body is the stone on my chest.

I would like to ask, has this line been replaced by some thoughtful person?

Ahem, in short, on an ordinary Monday morning, I left my hometown of Rongcheng and came to Jiangyou City, Xishu Province with a male lead named Yi Ruchang.

The reason why there is no writing process is because the author felt dizzy, nauseated and wanted to vomit.

What does it look like specifically? Oh, please turn around. Oh, yes, that’s what the man in front of me looks like!

You ask me who he is?

"Ugh... ugh..."

"..."

"I can't do it anymore, I really can't vomit anymore... Life is over... vomit..."

"..."

As usual, Yi's face was ashen at this moment.

Blue sky and white clouds, people coming and going.

Near every station, big or small, in every city, the first thing you notice when a bus arrives at the station is usually not only the station building, but also the people. There are all kinds of people there.

For example, there were those who said "Pickets are worth it, money is worth it", people who said "Check the tourist attractions and hotels and leave immediately", and there were also people who were eager to see what was going on and held up signs saying "Pick up my sister Xiaomi" and "Pick up uncle Maoli".

Of course, the bus station is a little bit special, that is, there are people standing under the trees vomiting.

For example, Yi Ruchang is one of them now.

"Ah, life is really heavy... ugh..."

"..."

Mo Li pinched his nose and turned his back to hand Yi Ruchang toilet paper.

My heart has gone from being a little excited, a little uneasy, and full of hope when I set out in the morning, to words that need to be mosaicd.

The only part left that can be broadcast is one sentence: You promised to take me into the door of cultivation!!

Yi Ruchang held the tree and vomited from standing to squatting, as if he had experienced an earth-shattering earthquake, and he didn't know how long he vomited.

Fortunately, he didn't eat much in the morning. He only had a few handfuls of dry noodles and fresh chili peppers, but he vomited them all out now.

This clear soup noodle mixed with chili is red and white before you eat it, but it is still the same when you spit it out.

Those who didn't know better thought he had spit out all the blood, and left the group of spectators one after another, saying that the fault was not their fault.

Before spitting out bile, Yi Ruchang finally stretched out his hand and put it tremblingly on Mo Li's shoulder, saying weakly: "Really, we can't do it anymore, let's... quickly find a place... to take a rest."

Supporting him, who was half a head shorter than Yi Ruchang, Mo Li felt that Yi Ruchang was about to crush him to death. Unexpectedly, he didn't look fat, and he was even heavier than his second uncle when he was drunk.

Holding on for dear life, Mo Li almost squeezed out a few words through his teeth: "Mr. Yi, I want to ask something that I shouldn't ask, you cultivators... I mean you who are capable of these things, shouldn't you go to heaven and enter the world?"

Is it on the ground? Why do I still get motion sickness?"

The two of them twisted left and right all the way, and finally started to walk outside.

Along the way, Yi Ruchang looked at the sky, as if deep in thought, with a subtle smile on his face.

He said: "Although I am very capable, you can't doubt this, but don't you think that when this car is bumpy and bumpy, it makes people feel nostalgic.

This feeling consciously urges people to continue enjoying it, and by the time you react, you have already reached the state of motion sickness.

So, this is the charm of riding in a car... ugh... oh my beard."

After he finished speaking, he interrupted, wiped his beard, poured out Mo Li's bottle of mineral water, and used it to wash his face.

"Did you drive quietly just now?"

Mo Li swallowed and sincerely considered whether to throw this thing away now.

Yi Ruchang smiled and hugged Mo Li harder: "Ah hahaha, how is it possible... ugh..."

"I go……"

Mo Li was overcome by the smell of sesame, turned his head, and thought countless times whether he should take Yuyou and leave quickly.

He touched his backpack with his backhand, as if he could feel Yuuyou's warm body. After so long, Yuuyou didn't have any reaction in the bag. He really hoped that it could still hold up.

At least, hold on until the unreliable magician really wakes up.

Along the Fujiang River in Jiangyou City.

The two of them had been blowing the river breeze for half an hour by the river. Yi Ruchang's dizziness finally dissipated and he couldn't help but turn his head.

Poking Mo Li's little cheek, Yi Ruchang said slowly: "I said, Xiao Lizi, with our budget, why don't we stay in a hotel and get a room? Besides, we can't eat enough even if the river breeze blows.

"

It was okay if he didn't say it. Once he did, Mo Li almost took out the notebook on the spot.

He pushed Yi Ruchang's hand away and said seriously: "Mr. Yi, can you please don't call me Xiaolizi? Besides, you all call me...forget it, I guess you don't think it's funny to call me anything else. That's not the point."

Ahem, um, Mr. Yi, although Jiangyou City is a small place, clean hotels are not cheap! And what is your budget? 80 yuan a night for a double room? That was the price ten years ago.

Bar.

After all, Mr. Hou promised you a reward of 200,000 yuan, and there is also a deposit of 20,000 yuan, right? Can you take some of it out?"

Can you please stop being so stingy?

Mo Li didn't dare to complain about this in front of him for the time being.

At this time, Yi Ruchang looked at the Fujiang River and seemed to be able to see the Fujiang River flowing eastward into the Yangtze River, passing through the Biyang River and then flowing eastward.

You said that the yellow waves are really long, as if the noodles are rolling in the pot, so the stomach makes a sound at this moment, gurgling, gurgling, gurgling.

Withdrawing his gaze, he wiped a handful of saliva earnestly, and then patted Mo Li on the head with this hand: "Xiao Lizi, you are young and don't know. As a senior, I have to remind you that things are very normal nowadays.

It’s difficult. I might spend the 20,000 yuan, and how can I save it to live my life? Besides, it is very likely that I will need this money for a year, okay!

And do you think he will really give you 200,000 yuan? Do you know that I was... ah... I won't talk about it anymore, let's go eat quickly."

Mo Li didn't hide away, he was using paper to wipe the few centimeters of hair he managed to grow.

While wiping, Mo Li said: "Can't you choose to pay with your mobile phone? You have to let me carry all your money for you..."

In addition to the oats, Mo Li's pocket was the red panda piggy bank that Yi Ruchang had kept for who knows how long! It was filled with heavy coins.

As a man in his thirties, he still saves money in this way. Forget it, the coins are still so few!

There is also that broken mobile phone. Because of the stinginess of the owner, it is almost losing its ability to make calls. Even if you want to pay by mobile phone, you still have to rely on the second uncle's mobile phone.

Forget it, really, there are so many flaws that he can no longer find a way to vomit.

Mo Li sighed, and while Yi Ruchang gulped and urged him to find something to eat quickly, he checked on his mobile phone and found a place nearby called the Three Kingdoms Hotel, and booked the cheapest standard room.

After searching again, he confirmed it and took Yi Ruchang to a nearby ordinary noodle shop.

One tall and one short pat their butts and walk up the embankment.

Walking along the river bank for only two steps, Yi Ruchang suddenly touched the back of his neck and slowed down.

Then he grabbed Mo Li, who was looking down at the map on his phone.

"Hey, don't worry! Do you have to go straight to your noodle shop? Is there any other way to go?"

Yi Ruchang suddenly suggested.

Mo Li turned around in surprise. Behind Yi Ruchang's thick hair, those eyes and the corners of his mouth were still smiling, but the smile was very weak.
Chapter completed!