Chapter 206: How about me, Chu Feibai
In the future, everything will be in the mirror.
Su Bei sighed lightly, the feeling of living alone for a thousand years, I'm afraid that no second person can understand.
At that time, the only link Ning Huai left in the world was his own corpse in the mountain temple.
Later, he looked back in frustration, trying to find out the reason for his mutation.
But when he walked back, he saw his body being carried out of the temple besieged by heavy rain and buried in the mountains.
That's his story.
Since then, there has been one less scholar in the world, one more wandering spectator, and witnessed the rise and fall of thousands of years.
He has also seen people who can communicate with him, some people who are born with strange talents, psychic yin and yang.
Pity......
Su Bei looked at it, and suddenly remembered what Ning Huai had said in the camel barbecue restaurant.
"The world says that ten years can see spring and autumn, a hundred years can prove birth, old age, sickness and death, a thousand years can be a pity for the change of dynasties, and ten thousand years can see the stars change. ”
"If a mortal uses a day's vision to spy on the heavens and the earth for millions of years, is it like a frog at the bottom of a well, peeking into the vast universe?"
It turned out that he meant what he meant.
Subei suddenly realized.
This is not a joke.
It is a person who has watched the change of dynasties for thousands of years, and even continues to watch the stars change for thousands of years, from the bottom of his heart, the deepest understanding!
"But, Ning Huai, Ning Huai, why did you find Wang Xiaoyu?"
He muttered to himself, curiosity rising.
Su Bei quickly looked through some of Ning Huai's files this year, and finally saw some clues from them.
It was in Shuhe County, Ning Huai passed by here and saw Wang Xiaoyu at a glance.
For the first time, he had a different feeling, a girl with an aura that attracted him.
He remembered a man he had met on Changbai Mountain three hundred years ago.
The old man who stood in the shadow of the mountain, with the snow on his back, was the only old man who could see himself at that time, and once sighed.
"Have you ever thought about why there is no reincarnation in this world, since there is yin and yang, life and death?"
Ning Huai was stunned at that time.
yes, why isn't there reincarnation?
If such an existence becomes reasonable, then who can say that there is no reincarnation!
Perhaps, his parents, his fiancée, are still alive, but they may be alive in another form.
He asked the old man how to find reincarnation, but unfortunately he did not get an answer.
Because, after the old man finished speaking, he died.
Ning Huai only remembered that this old man's surname was Zhang, and he came from the Zhang family of today's nine great families.
He left Changbai Mountain and tried to search for a while, but found nothing.
Until, he saw Wang Xiaoyu.
......
Su Bei looked at it for a moment, and after being sure that Ning Huai had no ill will towards Wang Xiaoyu, he stopped thinking about it.
After all, the matter of reincarnation has never been seen from the Heavenly Dao server.
By the way, he took a look at the "writing" scroll document under Ning Huai's name, which contained 225 documents.
It seems that Ning Huai has not been idle all these years, he has traveled all over the world and learned a lot of things.
Subei roughly flipped through it, the content was varied, very messy, and there were almost no that could improve their combat effectiveness.
This contains the root of Ninghuai's mutation.
Name: Ghost
【Type】Physique
【Grade】B
【Content】Spiritual fusion mutation, detachment from **, into an unknowable, invisible existence
【Remarks】Ning Huai's awakening
Su Bei glanced at it a few times and did not copy.
I don't want to be a ghost, a ghost, even though my lifespan may be endless.
However, it can be seen from this. ”
"The path of genetic awakening of human beings has existed more than 1,000 years ago, but there is no scientific research theory, and it can only be relied on by mistake. ”
He pondered for a moment, then locked the screen.
Turn off the lights and go to bed.
......
On April 8, 2039, the provincial competition of the National High School Student League officially began.
There are about 30 participants from 13 cities in each city, with a total of 400 students.
In the end, there are only the top 25 places that can participate in the national competition.
Su Bei took a look at the rules of the game and understood that if he wanted to fulfill the promise of all the special training camps of Qiushui High School to advance to the national competition, he would have to continue to dominate the list.
On the first day, it was a liberal arts competition.
"Hey, Professor Wang, the two people over there seem to be Han Xiaoxing and Su Bei. Lu Xiaoyuan, who was wearing glasses and had a round face, said.
She stretched out her hand and pointed to the two teenagers who entered the door not far away, and next to her stood Taishan Beidou, Wang Xueyuan, from the academic community of Suzhou Province.
"You mean, those two arrogant genius boys in Suzhou City?"
Wang Xueyuan's eyes also lit up.
After all, after reading the test papers at that time, he also planned to ask Nanling University to include Qiushui High School in the special recruitment list.
He was impressed with the two teenagers.
Lu Xiaoyuan nodded lightly and asked, "Professor, let's go and have a look?"
A look of excitement and curiosity appeared on her face, how far can these two teenagers from Shuhe County, like herself, go in this provincial all-high school competition?
"No, there is an invigilator in the examination room, let's not mess with the candidates' minds in the past. ”
Wang Xueyuan shook his head and said, "Let's go, let's go to the monitoring station to have a look." ”
The two of them became interested and walked to the main control room of the expo center.
There are monitoring screens covering the entire expo center, so you can get an overview of all the scenes inside.
"Isn't this Professor Wang? If you don't go to the provincial competition organizing committee, how can you run to this small place? ”
A middle-aged man stood up from the main control room and said in a teasing voice.
Wang Xueyuan's brows furrowed slightly, this is another professor from Nanling University, named Si Yi.
The two have always had differences of opinion on academic research, and there are also many contradictions in matters such as the university's scientific research funding and project allocation.
All in all, not harmonious.
"Professor Si, aren't you also in this small place. I'm afraid there's no room for you in the control room. ”
Lu Xiaoyuan said politely.
She is a scientific research assistant who follows Wang Xueyuan, and in the eyes of the other party, she has already taken sides, but she is not afraid of the other party's identity.
"Hmph, sharp teeth. ”
Si Yi snorted coldly, looked at Wang Xueyuan, and asked, "What, Professor Wang, this is a good seedling that he has found and specially come to have a look?"
He was not a fool, and he guessed the purpose of the two at once.
"Not bad. ”
Wang Xueyuan finally nodded, sat down at the conference table in the general control room, and looked at the large monitoring screen in front of him.
This is a large monitoring screen composed of 48 46-inch splicing screens, which can be displayed in full screen or divided into 48 small screens.
The high-definition images are clearly visible, covering two-thirds of the field of vision of several people, which is very spectacular.
"Hehe, don't hide it from Professor Wang. ”
"I also have a good seedling, Chu Feibai of Nanling Foreign Language School, who won the first place in the municipal unified examination twice and the gold medal in the national mathematics competition. ”
Si Yi pointed to the screen and smiled.
I saw a handsome student in a blue school uniform appear in the surveillance of the 12th examination room.
"Professor Wang, I don't know how my Chu Feibai compares with the seedlings you fancie?"
Si Yi turned his head and asked provocatively.