What is the name of Jun Hong's novel when the protagonist returns to Earth?

zhonghai, a violent street.

After noon, the sun was shining brightly. A long-haired man wearing a white sweat vest and Jordan basketball shorts was walking with a toothpick in his mouth, and his face was full of satisfaction.

This man named Jun Hong, who had no father or mother since childhood, lived on the streets. With a machete, he mixed up some tricks in this street with a long history, and was famous for his boldness, violence and loyalty. Moreover, he looked like a model of Hao Nan Ge and was called the violent prince.

"this little friend, stay for the time being. Being a poor man, Hong Jun, I see that your yin Tang is black, your eyebrows are oppressed, your eyes are dull, and your face is pale. There will be a bloody disaster in the near future. "

An old fortune-teller dressed as a Taoist priest, who is quite a bit of a sage, suddenly made a noise and stopped Jun Hong.

Jun Hong spat out the toothpick he was holding. His eyes stared, and he smiled instead of smiling. "Old man, is your name Jun Hong? Hey hey, what a coincidence, Lao tze also called Jun Hong! "

"This just shows that you and I are predestined friends, so let being original help you resolve this bloody disaster."

the fortune teller gave a quick laugh.

"Oh, old man, you said I had a mass annihilation, so how can I resolve it?"

Jun Hong wouldn't believe such deceptive words. As soon as his eyes turned, he squatted down in front of the booth of the abacus old man and touched his unshaven chin.

The fortune-teller stretched out a hand and counted for a long time, then his face suddenly said, "It's difficult, difficult, difficult to resolve this bloody disaster, but there is one thing here. If you can always take it with you, you may have a chance."

As he said this, he picked up an obscure scroll at random from the stall and threw it over.

gee, it's quite heavy!

Jun Hong took it in his hand, heavy and surprised. This scroll is full of dust and dirty. I don't know how long it has been since anyone opened it.

With a laugh, Jun Hong tore off the silk thread tied to the scroll, revealing the whole scroll. The shaft is made of unknown bright yellow jade, which is quite aura, and the surface of the scroll is yellow, which has a sense of precipitation with a long history.

In the center of the scroll, there is a half-white and half-black Yin-Yang fish. On the top of the Yin-Yang fish, there are four quaint and exotic characters printed. According to the font form, Jun Hong can probably guess that it is "Atlas of the Immortals".

"Good thing, this is definitely a precious antique relic. It's rich and developed ... in any case, it's necessary to get it. Haha, what a bloody disaster, today should be my lucky day. "

Jun Hong's pupil is tiny and he is ecstatic. He dabbles in antiques, but he still has some eyes.

"Old man, you said this stuff could dissolve me ..."

He was about to cheat the scroll, but he was dismayed to find that the fortune teller who claimed to be Hong Jun had disappeared without a trace, even the stall.

what a ghost!

If the atlas of immortals in his hand is still there, does Jun Hong really wonder if he was dreaming just now?

This is the best way. The fairy atlas is your own. First, find an appraiser to appraise the value of this fairy atlas.

Jun Hong was so proud that he carefully rolled up the atlas of immortals and walked towards the crossroads not far away. At this moment, an unlicensed van drove behind him at a high speed, which severely knocked his lean body out.

At the moment when his consciousness was about to be annihilated, another thought flashed through his mind: "Today is really a disaster of my blood ..."

Jun Hong's body was smashed to pieces, and the blood soaked the fairy atlas in his hand. The fish of Yin and Yang on the surface of the scroll actually spun, and in a faint black and white light, the soul that rolled up Jun Hong disappeared.

.................

"Oh, it hurts!"

Jun Hong, who has been immersed in the boundless darkness for a long time, suddenly felt a sharp pain like a needle. He suddenly woke up and tried to open his heavy eyelids, only to find himself lying in an extremely dark and humid narrow room, surrounded by all kinds of sundries, and the air was filled with a strong smell of decay and mildew.

"where is this? Didn't I get hit by a car? Didn't you die? Psst ... "

Jun Hong habitually rubbed his eyebrows. This action made him gasp in pain, and he looked down at his own situation. His eyes suddenly widened, and he was dressed in rags and air leakage, covered with blood. This dress definitely did not belong to modern clothes, but was dressed like an ancient servant on TV.