Zhu Biao was very busy in the next few days, he found Guo Dalu's helper, and the two searched for egg hatching and statistics on the Daming public network, sent an email to ask, and even planned to take time to run to the second district of the capital.

"Hey!" Zhu Biao packed up a small burden, threw it behind his shoulder, jumped on the spot, felt that the weight was uncomfortable on his back, and took it off again.

This package is the property left by his original body before he crossed, at first glance it looks like a piece of floral diaper with poor taste, but it is surprisingly capable of loading, before Zhu Biao thought it was some kind of black technology in the future world, but now that he thinks about it, it should also be the power of space magic.

However, the volume expanded, but the weight could not be reduced, Zhu Biao helplessly untied the wrapper, turned it over and trembled, and seventeen or eighteen books fell "crackling" onto the mattress.

Books are also the original collection, the young child worker seems to love to read, there is a whole wall of books in the small container building, Zhu Biao guessed that he is still too lonely, he can't see anyone all year round, and he can't cultivate other interests except reading.

Although he has a rich collection of books, there is no interesting content, most of them are obscure professional books, Zhu Biao can barely see that it is related to mechanical manufacturing, and he can't tell which major it is. He flipped through two books and never wanted to touch them again, the Daming National Library in the virtual world was much more interesting.

Only eighteen of these books he had read consistently, and he had gone to great lengths to take them with him when he left, for they were the diaries of the original body.

Looking at the diary scattered on the mattress, Zhu Biao had a complicated mood, and always felt that it was another person's soul.

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A short bus ride from Capital 1 to Capital 2 takes only three hours at the fastest and most expensive time, and the cheapest and slowest option is only 12 hours, which is one day.

So Zhu Biao didn't want to bring too much luggage, traveled lightly, and relaxed by the way, it was really stressful to send people under the fence, and he and Guo Dalu didn't dare to go out in Xu's house for a few days.

But something else can be placed in Xu's house, the diary is not good, he doesn't trust Xu Zuo and Xu You, the twins come over to pester him every day, and he has to participate in that Christmas parade/line, wearing ancient costumes - they call them national costumes - Zhu Biao has no opinion, women's clothing? Hehe.

Having said that, the twins pestering him was also his own fault, because he didn't explicitly refuse, so what kind of parade/march sounded fun, Zhu Biao's heart was itching, and he couldn't make up his mind.

He stuffed the eighteen diaries back into the small baggage, picked them up and weighed them, at least ten kilograms, I really can't figure out why it is so heavy, could it be that the paper of the Ming Dynasty has also undergone ultimate evolution?

Ten kilograms of weight is nothing to carry for a while, he carried it from the starship to the station, and then carried it from the station to Xu's house, and there was no special feeling for a short time. But to carry it around on your back becomes a nuisance burden.

Find a place to hide, Zhu Biao thought, Xu Zuo and Xu You couldn't find a place in a day or two.

He immediately thought of the study next door.

Where is the safest place to hide a tree? The woods, of course. If he guessed correctly, the study next door should be Xu Yan's territory before his eyes were blind, Xu Zuo and Xu You have never set foot in it, and Xu Yan can't see or hear now, and he won't find that the collection of books has increased.

It's a good idea, Zhu Biao praised himself generously, picked up the small burden and left the room.

The door next door was closed, but Zhu Biao knew that the door was not locked, probably for the convenience of Xu Yan. Since that day, Uncle Xu didn't ask him to have breakfast with Guo Dalu anymore, but asked the twins to bring breakfast to the room, so he didn't see Xu Yan in the real world again, but through the wall or heard the sound from there, let him know that Xu Yan, who looked like he might disappear at any time, did not turn into air with a "bang", and was still alive.

He sometimes wonders curiously, what would Xu Yan, who couldn't see or hear, do when he stayed alone in the study? After the two met by chance in the virtual world, he thought again, it turns out that Xu Yan is also like himself, lying on the Internet every day?

Thinking like this, Xu Yan is a little closer to him, no longer a symbol that causes embarrassment, but more like a real peer, let him substitute for him, and empathize with Xu Yan's pain.

It's pitiful, if he can't see and hear himself...... Zhu Biao was excited, and he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

He gently pushed open the door of the study, poked his head in, and through the layers of bookshelves, he saw Xu Yan sitting behind the bookcase, his head tilted, and a glasses-shaped networker on his face.

Although he knew that he couldn't hear, Zhu Biao still couldn't help but stand on tiptoe and hold his breath.

He crept into the room, silently remembering the third shelf, counting from the bottom to the top the penultimate level, pulling out six books from the densely packed row of books and replacing them with diaries; Then replace the remaining twelve books from the third and fourth floors.

He didn't throw the extra books around, but inserted them horizontally into the intervals of the other layers, because he was worried about crumpling the pages, and finally stuffed them neatly and intact.

Okay, now it's time to go back to your room and pack your bags! Zhu Biao clapped his hands with satisfaction and stood up, shaking unsteadily because he was too anxious.

He turned his head, but he almost screamed in fright.

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Xu Yan didn't know when he appeared behind him, he stood on the gap between the two rows of bookshelves, facing him, there was not even a window in the study, there must be artificial light in the daytime, and the faint light that came from nowhere illuminated half of his cheeks, as cold and greasy as jade, white and flawless.

A faint light passed under his eyes, the dust swaddled in it, the shadows darkened his expression, maybe he had no expression at all, the whole person revealed a strange and indescribable temperament, which can be said to be ethereal fairy energy, or it can be said to be eerie ghost.

Zhu Biao clenched his mouth and nose, thinking, whether it is Xiaolongnan or Nie Xiaoqiang, I am not interested in Xiaosheng!

Xiaolongnan, oh no, Xu Yan didn't stand on the edge of the bookshelf and pose, he took a step forward, and Zhu Biao hurriedly retreated; He took another step, and Zhu Biao retreated; He takes one more step, and Zhu Biao has no way to retreat!

He shrank down with his back against the wall, eager to press himself into paper or shrink into a ball, Xu Yan took one last step, and his toes stepped on his feet.

Pain! He didn't step on this foot heavily, but the position was too awkward, just the lump of meat on the tip of Zhu Biao's little toe, and it hurt in an instant!

Zhu Biao instinctively retracted his feet, Xu Yan was caught off guard, and was taken forward by him, and his forehead "banged" against the wall.

"Who!?" Xu Yan hit it very lightly, a large area of blue and black immediately appeared on his fair forehead, his hair was messed up, his calm mask-like expression was finally broken, and he even opened his mouth for the first time.

"Who's there?!"