"What, why do you ask?" Song Shuhang wondered. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Because yesterday at noon, I saw someone asking around the school for information about 'Song Shuhang' in Jiangnan University Town. Your class, age, where you live, and people close to you are all looked up pretty much the same. I felt something was wrong, so I wrote it down. By the way, I am a member of the school's information department. Zhuge Yue said with a smile.

"Someone is investigating me?" Song Shuhang was stunned, he shouldn't have offended others recently?

The pharmacist said that someone was following him, and maybe someone would follow him when he saw him with the pharmacist and stalked him about himself. But the pharmacist only came this morning!

In addition, yesterday evening, because the hero saved the United States, he beat a few bad guys. But it was all yesterday evening, and it had nothing to do with yesterday noon!

Song Shuhang really couldn't think of any clues.

"Anyway, I think you've been careful lately. Maybe someone is upset with you and wants to ambush you. That's all I have to say, I left beforehand, I wish you a long time. Zhuge Yue grinned, patted Song Shuhang's shoulder, and then left the dormitory humming a song.

"Thank you. Song Shuhang replied.

If anyone is in ambush for him, he is not afraid. However, the other party not only checked his own intelligence, but also checked the news of his relatives and friends.

This made him feel a little uneasy.

In a word...... Lately, it's better to be careful.

After a while, when the pharmacist came over, he asked if there was a way to find out the guy who was investigating him behind it. The pharmacist seems to be very experienced in anti-tracking.

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Thinking like this, Song Shuhang entered the bedroom.

Gao Moumou was still lying motionless like a dead dog, and Shuhang asked worriedly: "Gao Moumou, are you okay?"

"Shuhang, I'm stained. Gao muttered.

"The word stain is extremely inappropriate, and you are not the ancient yellow flower girl, don't use such a disgusting description. Song Shuhang patted Gao Moumou, and then took the opportunity to ask: "By the way, that Zhuge Yue was a man just now?"

Gao Moumou's face turned pale suddenly, and after a while, he shook his head bitterly: "No." ”

"That's the sister? Why are you going to die for me! Why are you being kissed by a sister and pretending to be played badly? Are you pretending to force you to do you know?" Song Shuhang patted Gao Moumou hard: "Don't worry, I have a very strict mouth, and I will never let your girlfriend know about today's events, so you just treat it as a flying Yanfu?"

However, Gao Moumou's face became even more ugly, and he shook his head even more difficult.

"What do you mean by shaking your head......? Zhuge Yue is not a girl?What is that?It can't be an intersex person or a shemale?" Song Shuhang was puzzled.

"Neither...... Anyway, you won't understand this kind of thing. Gao Moumou's head tilted, looking like he had no love in this life.

This guy is hopeless.

"Okay, you go ahead and lie down. Song Shuhang patted Gao Moumou.

Then he went to the balcony humming a song and stared at the sky.

I wonder what the Flying Sword Book will be like?

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After Gao Moumou's immortal appearance lasted for more than ten minutes, he got up numbly and washed his face: "Shuhang, Tubo said that he wanted to have a few drinks tonight, let's go to Yangdena to gather in the evening." How's it going, are you free?"

After thinking about it, Song Shuhang replied: "No problem, but I have a friend who comes over to collect something in a while, I may be late, I will rush over at about six o'clock!"

"Then I'll go over first, today...... I'm going to get drunk. Gao Moumou said with a sad face.

"A drunk relieves a thousand sorrows?" Song Shuhang said with a smile.

Gao Moumou nodded and pushed open the door of the dormitory: "Then I'll go first, remember to come early." ”

"Okay, no problem. ”

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Minutes and seconds passed.

Song Shuhang felt that he must be like a 'Wangfu Stone' now, his eyes were staring at the sky, and his heart was full of expectations.

About 20 minutes later, at 4:07 p.m.

The pharmacist finally had news, and he made a phone call: "Shuhang Xiaoyou, Master Tongxuan's flying sword biography is coming, I'll go to you now, you don't have anyone, right?"

"No problem, my dorm roommate is going out for drinks at night, and I'm alone in the dorm now. Song Shuhang replied quickly.

"Wait for me, I'll be there shortly. The pharmacist hung up the phone.

Two minutes later.

The pharmacist arrived at Song Shuhang's side.

"It's coming!" he chuckled.

"What are we going to do?" Song Shuhang asked, "Or can we just sit here and wait?"

"Look at me. The medicine man came to the balcony again, and then stretched out his hand again to the sky, and the roots of his hands turned crimson and flashed.

Song Shuhang's eyes stared at the sky, only to see a light flickering in the sky in the distance, and quickly flew in the direction of the pharmacist.

The light was getting closer and closer, and it was extremely fast—a sword-like object could be faintly seen.

"Such a blatant flying sword to pass the book, why don't you do some cover such as a blindfold?" Song Shuhang suddenly had a kind of realization in his heart - in recent years, people have often photographed UFOs, abnormal flying objects in the air, can't it be the monks flying with swords and passing books, or simply the flying sword?

It's very dangerous for the monks to do this, but now that technology is getting more and more developed, anti-aircraft guns, air blockers, and other things are arranged in every country. What if it gets hit by anti-aircraft guns or something?

When Song Shuhang was wandering in the sky, the flying sword had already landed beside the pharmacist.

It was a sharp black iron sword, quietly suspended above the medicine man's reddened fingers, levitating without the help of any force, which had completely violated the physical rules of the world.

Song Shuhang said that he was very calm, from the day his worldview completely collapsed, most of the physics knowledge he had learned in the past 18 years had long been abandoned. If it weren't for the fact that the laws of physics were still common in the mortal world, he would have thrown away his other half and fed them to the dogs.

"Huh, what about the cheats?" Song Shuhang suddenly asked, in his mind, there should be a big package hanging on the flying sword, and there were a lot of thread-bound books or animal skin scrolls in it.

But the black iron sword in front of him didn't have anything attached to it, it was empty.

"Could it be that it was lost during the flight?" Song Shuhang wondered in his heart.

"Here's the cheat. The medicine man stretched out his hand, and the small black iron sword fell steadily in his hand. Then, he took off a thumb-sized jade cylinder from the hilt of the black iron sword, a bit like a jade wrench.

When he saw this thing, the name of an item immediately appeared in Song Shuhang's mind, and he blurted out: "Passing on the merit jade slip?"

There are also called inheritance jade slips, Dharma jade slips and the like.

This is one of the things that the protagonist of the Xiuzhen novel must get, as long as he sticks it on his head, the exercises, mental methods, and the like are imprinted in people's minds! Even a fool can remember the entire complete exercise!

"You think too much...... "The medicine man shrugged his shoulders, "The kind of thing that is the Transmission of Gong Jade Jian is extremely precious, and it is a priceless treasure in itself. It will only be used to record the kind of peerless exercises that 'cannot be recorded in words'. How can an ordinary exercise like this used to build a foundation be worth recording with a jade slip of passing on the gong?"

Only the kind of peerless exercises that contain the laws of heaven and earth and the supreme principles of the Great Dao cannot be recorded in writing. Even if it is forcibly recorded in writing, it will be erased by the power of the Great Dao between heaven and earth, and it will be necessary to record precious treasures such as 'Transmission of Gong Jade Slips'.

"Then what is this?" Song Shuhang asked.

"It's just a regular USB stick. To tell the truth, human science and technology are getting more and more advanced, and many things that have been invented are also very easy for our monks to use. A small USB flash drive can be loaded with the contents of a previous scripture pavilion, and it can also add images, which is really convenient. The pharmacist calmly shattered Song Shuhang's illusion again.

It hurts, Mom, my liver hurts so much!

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