Within two days, the town's telecom business hall sent someone to install the network cable.

Fang Jing spent a little more money and installed a router, and in the future, he could teach Fang's parents how to surf the Internet, which was more convenient.

"Alright." The staff finally adjusted, and said, "It's ready to go." ”

"It's hard work, and I still came here on such a hot day." Fang Jing hurriedly handed over a pack of cigarettes, and asked Fang's mother to take the iced watermelon from the refrigerator and cut it, "Eat watermelon, eat watermelon." ”

The weather was too hot, and the staff who helped install the network cable was a young man, who was not polite, sat down and ate two pieces of watermelon, and then rode back on his bicycle against the sun.

After swiping the wifi, the signal was full, and Fang Jing was very satisfied.

Finally there is a network to use.

After going home for more than half a month, except for the day when he got the ebony, he swiped the Internet with traffic, uploaded the photos to the group, and sent an email to Professor Lu, basically never used the Internet again, Fang Jing felt that he was almost isolated from the world.

As soon as it went online, I saw that the penguin in the lower right corner kept popping up windows, and almost crashed the computer.

Fang Jing nodded one by one, most of them were old classmates and friends, who asked him out to play when they were idle, and Fang Jing replied one by one.

As soon as he appeared, the group was like boiling water, and you and I started talking.

"Yo, Xiao Jingzi is finally online."

"Where did you kid go, I haven't seen anyone for so many days, and I can't find anyone if I want to look for you."

"That's it! After posting a photo of a suspected golden silk nan ebony, it suddenly disappeared, and if you don't come out again, I thought you were kidnapped by aliens. ”

"What kind of broken phone are you, the pixel is so low, hurry up, take a few high-definition photos, I have a friend who just likes to collect this, brother gives you a palm, if it's really ebony, I can also pull a line for you."

Fang Jing was full of black lines, and replied: "It's all sold, Professor Lu brought a friend over, and it was determined that it was Jin Si Nan Ebony, and he was dragged away that night." ”

……

If it was like boiling water in the group before, then now this pot of water has completely exploded, and one by one the 10,000-year-old diving parties have come out and started to bubble.

"Damn, your kid is too lucky, you can catch a piece of golden silk nan ebony with a casual fish, why don't I have that good luck?!"

"Xiao Jingzi is good, there is a future as a fisherman!"

Of course, there are inevitably people who coax and strongly ask Fang to treat you.

"Of course." Fang Jing was also in a good mood, after all, he had earned more than one million yuan in half a month after going home, not to mention that in Dongzhuang, a poor small fishing village, it was Haicheng, which was also a lot of income.

Most of the people in the group are classmates from the previous university, but those who have changed careers have changed careers, and those who have gone to graduate school have studied for graduate school, in addition to Fang Jing, there is also a classmate who was originally engaged in the antique industry at home, and the others have almost changed their careers to do something else, several of them are in Haicheng, and they usually interact with Fang Jing often.

Everyone expressed envy and jealousy of Fang Jing's luck, especially those who were also in Haicheng, under the high temperature of nearly forty degrees, they were as hot as dogs every day, and they had to go to work and endure all kinds of difficulties from their strange bosses, in contrast, because the museum was closed, Fang Jing, who had been on vacation for nearly a month, was so lucky that people were so jealous that they wanted to beat him.

Look, just drive a boat to the sea, and you will get a piece of golden silk nan ebony, not to mention there must be millions of dollars, you can buy a small apartment in Haicheng, and get out of the ranks of the proletariat in minutes.

Several people were clamoring and shouting, making sure to choose a tall restaurant, and making sure to make Fang Jing bleed profusely, and when they were discussing endlessly, a female classmate of Fang Jing suddenly said.

"The environment of Brother Fang's hometown is very good, it is cleaner and more beautiful than what is filmed on TV, it will be the weekend soon, or let's go to Brother Fang's house on the weekend to play, I haven't seen the sea since I was so old!"

The group was a group of bachelors like wolves, and as soon as the sister paper spoke, almost eighty percent of the people agreed, and the remaining twenty percent of the people who originally disagreed asked Fang Jing to send a few photos of the fishing village, and immediately nodded in agreement.

The young man was resolute in his work, and several people discussed it in the group, and it was quickly decided that they would drive over early Saturday morning.

When Fang Jing was playing with the computer, Cen Jiu had been standing behind him, silently watching Fang Jing's ten fingers like electricity, knocking out strings of characters.

Obviously, the application of the laptop has once again brushed the offline of this cross-over Great Qi Secret Guard.

This is really a world full of all kinds of magical boxes, the cars, TVs, refrigerators, and telephones he has seen before are enough to surprise him, and this flat box called a computer is even more magical.

Dozens of simple characters can be combined into countless character information, and you can contact and chat with people thousands of miles away in person. Such a small box, as long as it is connected to the magic called the Internet, you can understand the information of the whole world at any time, which is simply too convenient and advanced.

In contrast, the intelligence system established by the emperors of the Great Qi dynasties with countless painstaking efforts was directly turned into scum in seconds.

It's the characters that Fang Jing typed out, and I can't understand it at all.

Here, Fang Jinggang and his classmates finalized the weekend's itinerary, stretched his waist, turned his head and saw Cen Jiu standing motionless behind him, paused, and turned around.

"On weekends, a few of my classmates come over to play." He said.

"Hmm." Cen Jiu was a little absent-minded, his eyes frequently looked at the flat box, his eyes were full of surprise, this was a completely different world from the era he had lived in before, and there were so many things for him to learn.

Fang Jing followed his gaze and fell on the computer: "This is the computer, do you want to play?" ”

Cen Jiu shook his head, lowered his gaze and continued to study the box called the mobile phone.

For now, this alone is complex enough.

Fang Jing said: "It's very fun, you can chat and make phone calls, play games, watch videos without ads, and you can fast forward and backward, which is more convenient than TV......"

Cen Jiu looked at him expressionlessly.

Fang Jing closed the computer: "Forget it, I'll teach you how to use it later." ”

Cen Jiu's lips were slightly hooked, and his indifferent handsome face could vaguely see a little happy, looking at Fang Jing's eyes with a little more inexplicable affection.

Fang's mother had already cleaned up the miscellaneous house, setting up a shelf bed and an old-fashioned old wardrobe, barely serving as Fang Jing's bedroom.

Fang Jing later bought an air conditioner and installed it in the miscellaneous room, the air conditioner was turned on very much, Fang Jing just came in after taking a shower, and was frozen to the point that he had goosebumps on his arms.

During the day, she helped Fang's mother for a busy day, and after taking a bath, lying on the bed, Fang Jing was so comfortable that she could sleep immediately.

Cen Jiu had eaten dinner, and he still had to practice as usual, and when he returned to his room after taking a shower, it was already past eleven o'clock.

Fang Jing slept in a daze, felt the bed board next to him sink down, opened his eyes, and saw Cen Jiu kneeling on the bed on one knee in the dark, holding a small towel and covering him, his long half-wet hair was scattered, sweeping on Fang Jing's face, numb and itchy.

"Finished practicing?" Fang Jing turned on the light.

Cen Jiu hummed, covered him with a towel, and then went to the opposite shelf bed and lay down.

The shelf bed is less than a meter wide, and a big man is a little crowded when he sleeps, Fang Jing's sleeping posture is not very good, and he often falls asleep and either his arms fall or his legs fall down.

Fang Xiaole lives in the school, his room is empty, and there is a small bed of one meter two in it, although it is also a little small, but it is more comfortable than a shelf bed, but neither Fang Jing nor Cen Jiu thought about who would sleep in Fang Xiaole's bed.

Fang Jing saw Cen Jiu lying on the bed, his hands and ten fingers crossed in front of his lower abdomen, and it looked like he was about to fall asleep, so he couldn't help but say, "Dry your hair before you sleep." ”

He didn't forget the day he first met, in the hospital, the doctor said that Cen Jiuyi's secret injury, if he didn't pay attention, he would be old in the future.

Cen Jiu got up silently, used enough internal strength, and after a while, his originally wet hair was dry.

Fang Jing: "......"

It's so convenient.

"Is this the legendary internal force?" Fang Jing said curiously.

"Hmm."

Fang Jing immediately star-eyed.

There is really internal strength.

"What do internal forces look like? Is it enough to use internal strength, can fly three feet high, fly with a sword, wave your hand, use the internal strength, and can blow up a big pit on the ground. ”

Cen Jiu: "......"

Just looking at Cen Jiu's expression, Fang Jing knew that he must have said something stupid, and smiled wryly: "That's what you do on TV." ”

Cen Jiu recalled the martial arts movies he had watched with Fang's mother in the past two days, with a miserable expression.

"The quality of internal strength, the context is very true, the unknown context is reluctant to use it, it is useless and detrimental, the dantian is angry, the supervision is parallel, the danger is prevented, the pulse is run, the Zhou Tian cycle, the qi returns to the dantian, and the success of the law is clear——"

Fang Jing listened to the mosquito coils in his eyes and said, "Have you also practiced internal skills?" ”

"Hmm."

"What time have you got?"

"Turn grass and trees into knives, and split wind into swords." As for what Fang Jing said about flying with a sword, with a wave of his hand, he could blow up a big crater on the ground, and Cen Jiu said that he couldn't do it.

Fang Jing immediately became interested: "Take a look." ”

Before the words fell, I saw a cold flash in front of me, and with a "bang", something was caught in the strong wind from the side of Fang Jing's cheek and narrowly brushed against the wooden window frame embedded behind him.

Fang Jing turned his head and saw that it was the mobile phone card he had cut last time.

Masters!

"Little Nine...... No, Brother Jiu......" Fang Jing's voice was instantly filled with a flattering taste, "What kind of internal skill is this, can I practice?" ”

"I can't." The refusal was very crisp.

Fang Jing: "......"

Well, although Fang Jing knew that even if the internal strength and mental method were not as lofty as those on TV, it would definitely be the most important thing for a martial artist, and it would not be passed on, but he was still a little hurt when Cen Jiu rejected it mercilessly in person.

He also wants to let his father practice if he can learn, and it would be good if he could exercise and exercise.

Cen Jiu glanced at him, and then said, "The heart method of the Vermilion Bird Hall was originally to cultivate killers, it is too domineering, and it is not suitable for you to practice. ”

I see.

When Fang Jing heard Cen Jiu's explanation, he immediately resurrected with full blood.

At the mention of this topic, Cen Jiu was obviously a little silent, he turned over, turned his back to Fang Jing, and said, "Sleep." ”

Fang Jing was a little tired during the day, his spirit relaxed, his sleepiness swelled up, and he fell asleep again in a daze.

After he fell asleep, Cen Jiu turned over, bent his elbows on the bed board, supported his upper body, looked at Fang Jing's quiet face after falling asleep, raised his arm, and touched his face.