I am building a country on an island, Yingjiang is panicking

If an Internet celebrity who has been dead for a month,"Dead Man Wang Chunyu" is seen wearing Hanfu on the streets of the capital city of the Dragon Kingdom, he will probably become a hot search again.

Yan Feiyun couldn't help but pull up his collar to cover half of his face.

At this time, two primary school students came over with schoolbags on their backs and approached Yan Feiyun, their eyes widening.

"Brother, have you traveled from ancient times? Your clothes are so cool, and so is your hat!"

"How could you guess so right? I just traveled from ancient times. Do you like my clothes?"

Yan Feiyun thinks the child is so cute.

"I like it, I want clothes like this too!"

The two children replied

"Well, if you like my ancient hat, you can exchange it for a modern 1-yuan coin. It would be a rarity even in ancient times!"

Yan Feiyun had an idea and took off his Hanfu hat.

"Are you telling the truth? OK, deal! So funny, hahahaha! Why do you look a bit like brother Yan Feiyun, the student hero?"

A child handed over a 1 yuan coin, and another child quickly grabbed the hat from Yan Feiyun's hand and ran away.

"Naughty! Yan Feiyun was slightly startled, then he smiled and took a 1 yuan coin and came to a canteen.

The news was playing on the TV in the canteen:

"Wang Chunyu, the student hero of the Dragon Kingdom, has died, but the Eagle Kingdom is still making nonsense at the United Nations, smearing and falsely accusing a middle school student of being a senior agent and planning the explosion of the Eagle nuclear submarine. It is really ridiculous and shameless......."

"Boss, buy a mask!"

Yan Feiyun cautiously covered half of his face with the Hanfu collar, and at the same time handed over a 1 yuan coin with one hand.

The canteen owner looked at it in confusion, took the 1 yuan, and took out a mask.

Yan Feiyun quickly took the mask Wearing it on his face and walking away, he felt much safer now.

Passing by the entrance of a breakfast shop, Yan Feiyun lingered and looked at the meat buns in the steamer, his mouth watering.

He was so hungry, but there was more in his pocket than His face was still clean.

The breakfast shop owner also looked at Yan Feiyun with strange eyes. He didn't have time to look up at the large-screen TV on the wall outside the shopping mall across the street.

The video"The Glorious Life of Wang Chunyu, the Student Hero of the Dragon Kingdom" was playing on the TV.

"Why is this person so weird, wearing Hanfu in the cold weather? Is it cool?"

The shop owner said to himself.

When Yan Feiyun heard this, he immediately lowered his head and ran away.

"Emma, ​​the Wang Chunyu she pretended to be, has obviously become an immortal national hero, so why does she feel like a thief?"

Yan Feiyun reluctantly stayed away from the city crowd, and unknowingly returned to the entrance of the"Nianqin Cemetery"

"Damn it, the ghost is still here!"

"What kind of fate is this? This is it, absolutely clean and safe."

Thinking of this, Yan Feiyun strode into the cemetery.

Feeling hungry, he searched for the many sacrifices in the cemetery. When he saw that they had not spoiled, he took some apple buns and the like for dinner. After filling his stomach, he sat alone on a tombstone. I was a little depressed: firstly, I have no identity certificate in this Xia Kingdom, and secondly, I now have the face of"Dead Man Wang Chunyu", and I can't go back for the time being. With this face, how can people believe that he is the king of Xia Kingdom? Where's Yan Feiyun?

In the Dragon Kingdom, it's hard to even show his face. Otherwise, how can he explain"resurrection from the dead" to the world? There's no way to explain it!

Yan Feiyun was thinking about countermeasures and walked back and forth in the cemetery without any clue. Going around in circles.

The day finally passed, not to mention a person, not a ghost.

However, as darkness fell, the irresistible fear still came.

Yan Feiyun was panicked, fled to the security room of Nianqin Cemetery, and hurriedly broke through The window glass was flipped into the room.

There was a light in the guard room. When the light came on, half of the fear was removed.

The room was about ten square meters, with a duty bed, old mattress, a pair of tables and chairs, and half a box of rotten leftovers that were not eaten. Completely spoiled instant noodles, as well as an old security uniform and a baton flashlight.

Yan Feiyun held the baton and flashlight tightly in his hands and walked around the security room all night without sleeping at all.

Until the sun shone into the room at dawn, The fear dissipated, and he finally couldn't bear it anymore and fell asleep.

At noon, he woke up from hunger and randomly ate the apples picked up in the cemetery yesterday.

He began to think about the problem of survival and the problem of escaping from this ghost place as soon as possible:

【Teleport] to the [derivative space] to get something, right? It's a pity that the [Subject Points] are basically used up, and I can't bring anything with me!

He had to get through 20 days first, wait until he regained Yan Feiyun's appearance, and then think of other ways.

But now, without money or ID, it is easy to be recognized when you go out! These top issues must be resolved.

Suddenly, he had an idea in his mind.

Yan Feiyun put on his security uniform, put on a mask, and searched around the cemetery.

He picked some good-quality apples, filled two large bags with others' discarded bags, estimated to be more than ten kilograms, and headed to the suburbs.

This trip was so tiring and hot. When have you ever suffered like this?

But now I have no choice but to grit my teeth and persist.

Sweating profusely, we finally arrived at the urban-suburban junction.

From a distance, I saw an aunt setting up a stall selling fruit on the street, but it was actually just a tricycle.

Yan Feiyun finally saw hope and excitedly ran towards the stall aunt holding two large fruit bags.