After thinking about it for a long time, Shen Que's eyes suddenly lit up, and he seemed to think of some scenes on TV.

In some war TV dramas, those underground workers, for the sake of safety and in order not to expose the content of the news, don't they often use some specific newspaper content to convey verbal information?

For example, when agreeing on which page of the newspaper, which article, or which missing person notice, they use a combination of numbers to form a specific content to convey the meaning they want to express.

Could it be that these numbers are also like TV dramas?

Thinking of this, Shen Que was excited, as if he had discovered the mystery of those numbers, so he hurriedly opened the Tao Te Ching in his hand again.

Although the content of the scriptures has been clearly understood, where is the intuitive book in the mind?

Shen Que put the pen and paper that had been prepared in front of him, and began to make a record while flipping through the scriptures.

"There is nothing wrong with the Tao Te Ching, the key to unlocking the secret is in these numbers!" Shen Que's eyes flashed frequently, and he couldn't stop thinking excitedly.

"Seven 18, that corresponds to the 18th word of the seventh chapter: Who!"

"Twenty-one thirty-three, corresponding to the thirty-third word of chapter twenty-one: be!"

"Six 17, the seventeenth word of chapter six: Yes!"

"Thirty-three nine, of!"

"A twenty-six, but!"

"Seventy-three 123, Yong!"

"Fifty-six twenty-eight, shame!"

"Thirteen 99, scheme!"

One by one corresponds to the numbers, and then to the "Tao Te Ching" in his hand, Shen Que found all eight words.

"Those who are allowed to be brave and shameful are ashamed. Shen Que saw the eight words he had combined, and his face was confused.

"What does this mean? No, it doesn't make sense, it doesn't mean at all!" Shen Que couldn't help muttering.

"Can you be brave and shameful? This can barely be smoothed, but what does this mean? I haven't seen it!" Shen Que looked at the eight words in front of him blankly, even if he racked his brains, he couldn't figure out what they meant.

"Do you want to regroup the order?" Suddenly, a flash of inspiration occurred in Shen Que's mind again.

Just do it when you think of it, and for these eight words, Shen Que began to reorder them after all of them were scrambled.

However, Shen Que was busy for more than half an hour, and then he realized that there are hundreds of thousands of permutations of eight words!

Looking at the dense fonts on the paper, and seeing those sentences and phrases that didn't make sense, Shen Que really wanted to cry without tears.

"What's the matter!,Do you really want me to line up hundreds of thousands of combinations?Then it's going to be the Year of the Monkey?Bang~" Shen Que was depressed for a while, and while muttering, he angrily threw the pen on the desk, causing a burst of surprised glances from the surrounding classmates.

In the first week, as soon as he came into contact with the strange eyes of those classmates, Shen Que couldn't help but shrink his neck and lay on the desk embarrassedly.

Buried on the desk, Shen Que frowned, and secretly thought to himself: "There shouldn't be anything wrong with my thinking? So what's the problem? Since these numbers have repeatedly appeared in my mind, and after being injured and unconscious, my memory has skyrocketed unprecedentedly, then, these numbers should have their own specific meaning!"

"Yes, the meaning of these numbers must be extraordinary, but I can't get in! The ability to never forget is already so against the sky, and these numbers that appear at the same time must be even more against the sky. In any case, I had to figure out what the numbers meant. Hmph~ One day is not good, Lao Tzu is looking for a month, January is not good, Lao Tzu is looking for a year, a year is not good, Lao Tzu is really consumed with you. I really don't believe it, with just your little number, can you really waste my whole life?" secretly thinking in his heart, a trace of determination flashed in Shen Que's eyes.

After making up his mind, Shen Que beat the war drums again and began to confirm it from other ways.

Qimen Dunjia's book, I read.

I Ching Zhouyi, I see.

Zhou Tianxingchen's book, I read.

I'll read the world's worst books.

Dream of Red Mansions, Journey to the West, I watch.

Water Margin, Romance of the Three Kingdoms, I watch.

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As long as it is a book that has something to do with the Tao Te Ching, Shen Que relied on his ability to never forget the sky, so he found it all and read it all.

However, until the library's door-closing bell rang, Shen Que still didn't find a clue, nor did he decipher the meaning of those eight numbers.

"Classmate, you're the only one left, hurry back to the dormitory to rest, I'm going to close the door!" the kind voice of the administrator's eldest sister sounded.

Shen Que looked at the piles of books on his desk, with a helpless expression, and after responding to the administrator's eldest sister, he began to sort out the books on the table.

As the opening door of the library sounded, Shen Que walked towards the dormitory depressedly.

"Alas~ wasted a night in vain, but didn't even find a clue, what a failure! What's the use of not forgetting it? Even if you read a lot of books, how can you feel hopeless to decipher?" Walking in the quiet campus, Shen Que was extremely depressed.

Since today is Friday, most of the students have gone to the carnival weekend, so at this time, in addition to those dim lights, only Shen Que is walking alone on the campus.

Looking around at the silence, listening to his clear footsteps, looking at the dense branches and leaves, thinking of the strange numbers in his mind, and his ability to remember out of thin air, Shen Que actually felt an inexplicable chill, and a boundless fear came to him.

Shen Que, who didn't know what was happening to him, suddenly felt a chill down his spine in the face of those unknown things, so he quickly quickened his pace and trotted all the way back to the dormitory.

After returning to the dormitory, after washing hastily, Shen Que threw himself into the quilt, and then felt a little relieved.

covered his head with a quilt, and those numbers were still lingering in his mind, making Shen Que flustered again.

Forcibly expelling those numbers from his mind, trying to imagine the appearance of Xiaocao, Shen Que felt that his mood was slowly calming down.

Thinking of the grass in that virtual network, the corners of Shen Que's mouth couldn't help but put a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I can meet Xiaocao again tomorrow night, I'm really looking forward to it! After last night's typing practice, now my typing speed, although still not as fast as Xiaocao, can still chat happily, and no one will despise me. Such an achievement, firstly, because of Xiaocao's enthusiastic teaching, and secondly, because of his abrupt ability to never forget!" Shen Que couldn't help but think proudly.

"But, when will I be able to unravel the mystery of those numbers?alas~" Those strange numbers, for Shen Que, are really like a fish in his throat, and he is aggrieved.

"Whatever, the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, and I won't have to untie it by chance? I don't want to, I don't want to, let's think about it, let's talk about something with Xiaocao tomorrow night!

Thinking about what topic he should talk about with Xiaocao, a wave of sleepiness hit, and Shen Que fell asleep again.