[Journey to the West] The Poor Monk Xuanzang

I lay on the counter of the Earth Museum for a long time, receiving the gazes of humans from all directions all day long.

They're looking at me from the outside and I'm watching them from the inside, which is fair enough.

I don't remember how many years I have been asleep, and I don't remember how long I have been in the museum. I only heard the museum guide say that I am an ancient human skeleton unearthed from the earth.

Interesting, am I a living skeleton?

"He's so pitiful." A kid picked his booger at me and wiped his booger on the glass in front of me. "He has to be put on display here after he dies."

I stared at the smudges on the glass, and suddenly felt a little unhappy. For the first time, I wondered why I had to lie here for people coming and going to see.Is this pathetic?I have no idea.

But now I'm not happy, so I'm leaving, I thought, sitting up and punching the glass above.

The little boy let out a scream and ran away rolling and crawling.Fortunately, there was no one else around here except this child. There were a few security guards patrolling in the distance, but they didn't notice it.

I scratched my head, took out a piece of clothing from an unknown era from the display cabinet next to it, put it on indiscriminately, and wandered slowly among the crowd.

"You look so fashionable," a beautiful woman grabbed my sleeve, she looked so excited, she grabbed my sleeve and looked over and over again, "Is this clothes from ancient earth?"

Then she saw my hand...

I threw her away, pressed the hat with one hand and covered my face with the other, and mixed in the crowd, intending to get out of this place first.

There was a terrible scream from behind, and the woman squatted on the ground like crazy, roaring hysterically: "Come on! Help!!"

What an ignorant fellow.I hummed and walked out slowly.

The moment I walked out of the museum, the alarm suddenly sounded, and a large platoon of soldiers rushed in and surrounded us with guns.

"What's going on?" Someone asked dissatisfied.

"Exactly! What's the matter with pointing a gun at us?" A sharp female voice echoed.

"Why don't you let me go? I still have something to do!" There were complaints for a while.

Another large platoon of soldiers came in and separated a road between us, blocking us tightly.

A gray-haired old man walked in tremblingly with a cane. Suddenly, he stopped, fixed his eyes on me, and then walked towards me slowly.

The people around me retreated like a tide.

The old man stared at me, looked left and right, put on his glasses again, and looked closely, as if he saw something unbelievable.

"What are you looking at?" I asked curiously.

"Your clothes..." He looked up and saw my face suddenly, and then stayed there.

I felt bored, and waved at him: "I'll go first." Then a few soldiers turned around and ran out, bypassing the platoon.

"Ah, that's him!" someone shouted from behind.

"It's this Aka star who stole the cultural relic! He's still wearing it! Catch him!"

A bunch of boring guys, tsk.

This world is similar to my previous world, but the technology is more advanced. We used to hear about traveling abroad, but now we often hear about star tourism.

The next day's papers had my picture, and a skeleton in this tattered outfit made the headlines.

The text above reads: Incredible!The Aka people pretended to be cultural relics unearthed on the earth for 200 years, stole the cultural relics and fled.

It was introduced above that the Aka people are a kind of human beings who look like the bones of people on Earth. They are cruel, brutal and intelligent, and they are a famous criminal race in the universe. The famous Aka people criminals are also listed next to them.

I yawned, stuffed the newspaper back, changed my appearance, and stole another piece of clothing to make myself look a little more normal.

In the end, before I could take two steps, I was dragged by someone.

"Mr. Arnold, why are you still here? The editor-in-chief is about to die of anger." The man grabbed me anxiously, dragging and mopping me into a building.

What, what?I couldn't react a bit, and looked at her blankly, would my appearance look like someone?How could you admit your mistake to this extent?

"God, you didn't even bring a camera." The woman looked like she was about to faint, then grabbed the camera from the person next to her and stuffed it into my arms, and then grabbed me to a gate, Shove me in.

"Mr. Arnold," the woman sitting behind the desk pushed down her glasses, her eyes were murderously sharp, "You are 15 minutes late."

"terribly sorry."

"Mr. Jin Xingxian's concert is about to start in an hour. At this critical moment, you are still late for work!"

She sighed deeply: "Arnold, you let me down so much."

"terribly sorry."

"I originally planned to change people."

"..." Please change...

"But considering that you have always behaved well, and you have been communicating with Mr. Jin Xingxian's assistant before, so this time, I will not pursue it."

"Thank you, editor-in-chief."

"Do it well," the woman patted me on the shoulder, "I've always been very optimistic about you, don't let me down."

"Yes."...It seems that he accidentally agreed to a strange thing.

"Have you read all the information?" The woman who dragged me into the company building before was named Ali. This guy has been repeatedly confirming relevant matters with me.

"Of course." I smiled at her.

"That's right, A Nuo has always been reassuring in his work," she looked around and sighed, "Speaking of which, Mr. Jin Sparkle is really very popular."

While laughing, I flicked through the materials in my hand at random, and before I could see two lines, Ali pushed me into the venue.

"Is that Mr. Arnold?" The stylishly dressed woman looked at me up and down, "May I have a look at your invitation letter?"

I handed over the things Ali had given me earlier.

Covering her lips and smiling, the woman took out a red card to confirm, and said sideways: "Mr. Arnold, please follow me."

I was led to the second floor surrounded by a bunch of guys with cameras and pens and paper.

This feeling of being able to meet big stars and conduct close interviews is really great!But you still have to look at the information, otherwise it would be too embarrassing if you don't know anything later.

With the help of the light before the opening, I lowered my head and flipped through the materials.

"To come in with such a large pile of things, there is such an amateur guy, it must be some second generation ancestor."

I glanced at the fat man, didn't speak, and planned to take advantage of this time to watch more, but I didn't expect the lights to go out in the next second, and the scene was dark.

"You're an idiot!" The fat man gloated, "You deserve it, you didn't make the necessary preparations, and you don't know how you got in."

The music sounded, it was gurgling water, and the sound of water seemed to be right next to my ears.

The lights were turned on again, and the mountains and rivers unfolded slowly, with jagged rocks and green trees, and a white line hung from the top of the mountain, flying straight down to an extraordinary scene.

Such a prelude, such special effects, make people feel immersive, and I really have to sigh with today's science and technology.

Looking at such a peaceful and distant picture, a golden-haired monkey suddenly popped up, grabbed the microphone and began to brutally destroy human hearing.

I doubt very much that some of it is in tune.

"Why did a monkey suddenly pop up at Mr. Jin Xingxing's tour concert?" I endured and endured, I couldn't help it, and secretly asked my colleagues next to me.

"You actually said that Mr. Jin Xingshan is a monkey!" The person next to me gasped and looked at me like a monster, "Mr. Jin Xingshan is obviously a noble Dikara star!"

What is Dikkara?Monkey star?

When the monkey sang the third song, I faintly found some familiar shadows in the singing that could kill people.

Speaking of which, this guy used to sing when he was happy, cough, but because everyone resisted him so much, he sang less.

After the concert, I slipped directly into the backstage, bypassing layers of security guards and fans, and opened the door of the lounge with ice silk.

The thick alloy gate was staggered in half, and the upper part crashed to the ground.

"The changes in this world are really beyond my imagination." After I said this, I couldn't help laughing.

The monkey was stunned for a moment, dropped the banana peel, and swooped over: "Master!"

Miscellaneous explanation:

"Mr. Arnold is hospitalized?" The editor-in-chief frowned, "When did it happen?"

"It was about seven o'clock this morning. I was hit by an old overloaded maglev vehicle. Three ribs were broken. The doctor said that I should take a good rest for at least a week."

"Let him have a good rest. The body is the most important thing—wait, seven o'clock in the morning?" Well, who is A Nuo who interviewed Mr. Jin Xingxian today...

The author has something to say:

Human and animal love in the interstellar era ==

This article probably ends here, um, it really lacks stamina... _(:з」∠)_