Liang Jian: I have a canteen

Chapter 954: Soul Transmigration Again
Xu San briefly recounted his experience.

Er Houzi nodded as he listened, not seeming surprised at all, and accepted the reality calmly. When he talked about Xu San being struck by lightning, he nodded emphatically and said very seriously, "Art is indeed derived from life!"

The second monkey just accepted the fact!
He blinked his eyes. "How can I cooperate with you? Do you want me to build a lightning deflector?"

Xu San waved his hand, "No, although the two times I traveled back were both related to electricity, I'd better not try it. This body here is obviously too weak. I'm afraid I'll be killed by lightning."

"According to what you said, your warehouse is connected to a parallel world? What I put in here will be received by you?"

"Yes! I received the walkie-talkie last time. It's very useful! And the drone is also very useful!"

At this point, Erhouzi's mouth twitched, "I thought we were robbed. Is Xiaohua still cooperating with the public security organs to collect evidence?"

"Let's just leave it alone. Wait for a day or so. Go over and see if there is a set of Huanghuali chairs. If there is, get rid of them. Then see if you can get me some weapons. Yes, models are fine."

"AK, let me get you a 1:1 replica!"

"Okay, you watch!"

Er Houzi looked at Xu San and suddenly thought of a question, "The Katyusha you asked me for last time is basically done, but it's too big to fit into your small warehouse."

"Tear it down, put it back in and assemble it again!"

"Okay! Then I'll work overtime to get it done for you!" Erhouzi readily agreed, "Give me a few autographs if there's a chance."

"No problem! Whose?"

"Teacher, is it possible?" The second monkey said with a grin, rubbing his hands.

Xu San thought for a moment and said, "I think it's difficult. I'm in western Shanxi, maybe I can get it for you."

"I'm not picky, as long as it's the marshal's."

"Li Yunlong's is easy to get! And I'm not far from him now, so why not get some of his autographs first? I think it won't be a problem to get dozens of them."

"No, he is just a fictional character in this world, and has no value." Er Houzi curled his lips, looking down on Li Yunlong. "Then I'll get you a copy of Brigade Commander Chen's signature." Xu San raised his voice, after all, he would need Er Houzi's cooperation in the future. Although it was a national cause, he couldn't let people work for nothing, and many film and television models were very expensive.

"That's fine, let's just be Brigade Commander Chen, but we want it to be written on rice paper that can be displayed." The second monkey seemed to be putting forward conditions.

"Okay, it's a piece of cake, but I don't know when I can get it. After all, my identity over there is a puppet soldier, and it's not easy to meet him."

Xu San's words made Er Houzi lower his head in silence. After a moment, he sat down next to Xu San and said, "You should be careful over there. Just remember my affairs. You don't have to go out of your way to do them."

"Haha, I'm a master over there. Even Hattori Hanzo had his arm chopped off by me." Xu San said proudly.

Er Gouzi scoffed at this. Although he believed that Xu San could travel through time, he did not believe that he could cut off Hattori Hanzo's arm.

Looking at the expression on Erhouzi's face, Xu San snorted coldly, "I don't believe it!"

"Believe~ I even believed your soul traveling through time and space, how can I not believe that you cut off Hattori Hanzo's arm?"

"Ah~" Xu San sighed, "What a pity, Hanzo's arm was given away, otherwise I would have left it to you as a souvenir." Xu San said calmly, with a faint smile on his face, "Every time I come back, the time is so short. It's a lucky thing to meet you this time!"

"We've been together for over 30 years, why are you being so polite to me? Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Notebooks, generators, telegraph machines, and if conditions permit, get me a small CNC machine tool, and military blueprints."

"If you say that set of Huanghuali chairs is real, then all of this is wrong!"

"There's not only that set of chairs, but also some broken antiques. I guess they can sell for some money." Xu San said with difficulty, the feeling of losing control of his body gradually coming up.

While he still had control over his body, Xu San lay down on the hospital bed. "Oh, and there are instant noodles. Give me a few more boxes!"

Seeing Xu San speaking anxiously, the clever Second Monkey seemed to understand something, "You should be more careful over there."

His control over his body was getting weaker and weaker, and it was already very difficult to speak, but Xu San felt that there was something very important that he had not yet said.

What's the matter?
Xu San thought hard, and suddenly a flash of inspiration came to him. He then used up his last bit of strength to say two words, "seed."