Night home

Night xuanchen looked at the manual work of the full room in his room, as well as all kinds of posters and stickers on the wall, as well as all kinds of aircraft carrier models. He only felt a little pain in his head. He looked at the housekeeper uncertainly: "are you sure this is my room?"

Is the original owner so terrible? Make your room like a puppet nest. Can you sleep this night?

"Can I change a room? Or take all these things away. " Night Xuan morning rubbed his eyebrows.

"Young master, don't you like these?" The housekeeper was a little surprised. In the past, these things were all the treasures of yexuanchen. If anyone touched them more, he had to find someone to fight desperately.

"I don't like it!" Night xuanchen nodded seriously.

"OK!" The housekeeper called the servants and asked them to put these things away. It would be terrible if the young master could not find them after he recovered his memory.

After that, the housekeeper changed the cool curtains and sheets into black, white and gray according to the meaning of yexuanchen.

Before long, Cheng Yalin and ye Yuanzhong also went home. They were surprised to see this scene, but they didn't say anything.

Because in their view, as long as yexuanchen's life is not in danger, amnesia is a good thing for him.

In the past, their husband and wife were always busy with the company. They had little control over their son from small to large, which led to yexuanchen's rebellion. After this accident, they had a good reflection and would spend more time on their son in the future.

In this way, yexuanchen spent the next three days under the meticulous care of his "parents", and yexuanchen also had a general understanding of the world.

It turns out that people in this world can't practice at all. Their most powerful thing is "technology". Yexuanchen still admires this from the bottom of his heart!

And the "hand chicken" is a powerful magic weapon, almost omnipotent, but he thinks it has little effect on himself. After all, it can't be used for cultivation

Today's weather is very good. Yexuanchen stretched himself comfortably and lay on the Garden couch, trying to feel the thin aura in the air.

Like the results of these nights, the aura around him is too thin to attract him

Alas

With a silent sigh, yexuanchen was hit in his heart. In fact, even if he succeeded in guiding the spirit into the body, according to the aura of the modern world, even if he practiced all his life, he could not reach the height of the previous life.

In other words, he is likely to stay here all his life

"Never mind him. Take one step first." Night xuanchen put aside those worries in his head and comforted himself: "I've always been lucky. If Lingtian is here, won't I make a lot of money?"

Sure enough, I feel better in an instant.

Footsteps came from behind. Yexuanchen's ears moved. It wasn't his parents' or housekeeper's or servant's. it was a strange step

Night xuanchen turned his head and locked his eyes on the man coming to him. He was in his twenties. He was generally long. His skin was very white and he looked very gentle with a pair of glasses.

But at the moment when yexuanchen saw the man, a resentment rose in his heart, and he had an impulse to break the person in front of him!

Huh?

He frowned quietly. How could he have such a strong resentment?

No, it should mean why this body, that is, the original owner, suddenly has such strong resentment?