"Did you hear that?"

Zhao Yan looked at the handsome man sitting on the ground, but the object of inquiry was Wanwan.

"Hear what?"

Wanwan asked rhetorically.

"That's not hearing anything. ”

Zhao Yan was thoughtful, he looked down at his fairly neat clothes, and then bowed to the handsome man sitting in the middle hall.

"Boy Zhao Yan, I've seen my predecessors. ”

Zhao Yan, who bowed his hand, said loudly.

The handsome man sitting in the middle hall did not react at all.

"Zhao Gongzi, he ...... Not anymore. ”

Wanwan said.

No more, of course, means that it is no longer a living person, but a dry corpse that looks like a living person but has neither breathing nor heartbeat.

"Not necessarily. ”

Zhao Yan shook his head, he was still thinking about what the only one he heard "finally here" meant.

And at this moment, in front of the handsome man sitting in the middle hall, there was suddenly a bright color that made it impossible not to notice its existence.

Ha, sure enough, there are tips!

Zhao Yan was overjoyed in his heart, and took one step out, but the second step did not follow, and he maintained the strange appearance of the sudden freeze after that step.

"Wanwan, you stay outside, once you find something wrong, you can find a way to help, if you can't, you can find a way to run away, do you understand what I mean?"

Zhao Yan, who maintained a posture of taking one step at a time, said without looking back.

"Understood. ”

The gentle answer was concise and to the point, of course she could understand what Zhao Yan wanted to say-the heart of defense is indispensable, this is right.

After getting Wanwan's affirmative answer, Zhao Yan finally strode forward again and walked straight to the handsome man sitting in the middle hall.

"Thank you seniors, if this matter can be solved perfectly, I promise to let your wisdom spread all over the world!"

Zhao Yan didn't immediately possess and pick up the tips. Instead, he made a vow first.

Speaking of which, Zhao Yan really didn't tell a lie, after all, as the founder of the SM Book Alliance and the lifelong honorary alliance leader, as long as he casually guarded against the experience of a certain sect leader of several major religions on the earth plane. With the Venerable Master Lingguang as the goal, and then making some artistic creation, the Venerable Master Lingguang's famous name is not known to the whole world, and it will not work.

After waiting silently for a moment, no new foreign words came into his head, only Aina, the system elf who seemed to have just woken up and started to work, yawned and said "good morning" to him.

It seems that Young Master Ben should be overly worried, this Master Lingguang is not a treacherous and loyal guy, and the previous voice was mostly a kind greeting that has traveled through time and space.

"Wow, that's so handsome! Zhao Yan Zhao Yan. Who is this handsome guy? Huh? This handsome guy also has a system spirit bound to him! Hmm, it's a pity, this handsome guy's soul died out with his system elf, I guess the remaining database. Not more than 47.65 per cent...... It's a pity, how can such a handsome guy die like this? Zhao Yan Zhao Yan, will you dress up like this handsome guy in the future? Hmm, people can't stand it, and the center of the eyebrows is painted with a cheesy red dot, and you can be so handsome......"

Like all with onset of nymphopathy. Aina let out an exaggerated exclamation, but it quickly turned into a full regret.

Zhao Yan was not a nymphomaniac, so he ignored Aina's nymphomaniac words, and focused entirely on what he cared about the most, and the other party actually had a system elf.

"Aina, now that you can see his system elves. And the database left by the system wizard, can you read the contents of the residual database?"

Zhao Yan asked in his heart, he felt that if he could read the contents of the other party's residual database, then maybe he would be able to figure out a lot of useful information through things like system logs.

"Absolutely. Aina answered in the affirmative. It's just that before Zhao Yan was happy, she said something that Zhao Yan didn't want to hear: "But it takes time." ”

"What do you mean when you need time?"

Zhao Yan immediately asked.

Maybe it was Zhao Yan's problem, but also Aina's own problem, she didn't take the opportunity to blackmail Zhao Yan anything, but replied very happily: "It takes time, that is, Miss Ben needs to copy the residual database left by this predecessor through close point-to-point communication, and then she can find a way to extract and analyze the content." It can be a long process. Because Miss Ben still doesn't know whether Miss Ben's predecessor has encrypted her database. ”

Aina's explanation, Zhao Yan is very easy to understand, after all, although he did not do technical hackers before the crossing, but after all, he can't do without computers every day, and the company's servers are either flooded by DDOS, or they are attacked by viruses, and this long-term illness can also become a good medicine.

"Then Aina, how long do you think it will take to copy the remaining database? It's best to give me a more precise time, and I can make a plan of action based on this time. ”

Zhao Yan, who could occasionally hear and understand, continued like this.

"Three days, three days of your human time, is enough. ”

Aina said.

Three days...... Is it?

While his brain was running at high speed and thinking about paying attention, Zhao Yan possessed and picked up the bag on the ground in front of him.

The mouth of the bag was tightly tied by a silver string, and after Zhao Yan untied the slipknot to stretch the mouth of the bag, he found that what was contained in the bag was actually a small note.

The note was on ...... Wait, note?!

What are you kidding, doesn't it mean that no one in this world has ever invented paper?

Zhao Yan was very strange, since this predecessor, who seemed to be a traverser, had already invented the papermaking technique for writing, why did he still hide it?

Could it be that this senior is really dedicated to the Tao, and he doesn't have any feelings for those things outside his body, and he feels that it is shameful to rely on inventions and monopolies to earn wealth?

It's weird to be so sanctimonious!

Although Taoists don't want to get married, a Taoist priest who will marry eight wives in one go, where can he be so pure-hearted and have few desires, even if it is to support his family and make his wife happy, he has to dig out his mind to make a little money?

Forget it, for the time being, this kind of thing that may not be able to be thought of if you want to break your head, it is better to ignore it for the time being, and Young Master Ben should take a look at the note first.

There were a lot of words on the note.

"I'll go—"

Zhao Yan, who had just read the first eight words on the note, couldn't help but call out these two words.

There is no way, because on this note that travels through time and space, the first eight words are suddenly written - "If you want to practice divine skills, swing a knife from the palace!"

Wave your sister!

Seniors, are you bullying later generations to only read online novels, haven't you read Jin Daxia's laughing book Shenxia Yibi Yuan?

In Zhao Yan's heart, there were seventy or eighty thousand grass and mud horses galloping by, and they all had a bright and moving face that was undefeated in the East.

So in the next moment, the note was thrown heavily on the ground by Zhao Yan, and he endured so hard that he didn't step on the note again.

"Senior, senior, you're really a trick. ”

After all, Zhao Yan didn't have the scolding that Sven lost, but just said this helplessly to the handsome man who was still sitting and smiling.

After speaking, Zhao Yan planned to turn around and leave, it seems that this matter cannot be solved here, but it doesn't matter - the solutions are all thought up by people, aren't they?

But at the moment when Zhao Yan turned around and wanted to leave, another trick fell from the sky and smashed on Zhao Yan's head with great accuracy.

Although it didn't hurt, it really scared Zhao Yan a little.

The bag that rolled to the ground was not much different from the first bag containing the sunflower treasure book, but it was embroidered with two big words, "genuine".

"Senior, isn't it interesting to deceive people? This is a big matter of whether or not you will be eunuched, okay! You are simply a pockmarked father, not called pockmarked father, but a pit father!"

Zhao Yan is about to be amused, this "senior" is really a big wonderful person.

With a strong and overflowing heart of complaining, Zhao Yan finally picked up the bag embroidered with the word genuine, opened the bag and took out the note, this time the thing written on the note was no longer to practice magic and wave a knife from the palace, but a cloak is-

"Little brother, it's really fateful, it's really hard to find our Chinese Miao descendants in this world. This is the first time we met, brother, I have nothing to give you, fortunately, brother, I have a book of thirty-six tricks for pickling girls, and now the original manuscript is hidden in the futon under my brother's buttocks, you can take it if you want!"

The person who can leave this kind of bag is not a wonderful person.

Zhao Yan shook his head helplessly, he felt that he could finally figure out why the Qiye Old Dao would be the appearance of a ruffian who had arrived at home, what kind of master he had, what kind of apprentice he had!

Senior, are you really blind to this good skin, and you made the idol faction into the Zhou Xingxing faction, is it interesting?

With such a strong thought, Zhao Yan, who was holding the note, continued to look down-

“...... Let me tell you, if it's a woman's matter, brother, I can still help, and if it's a messy thing, it's better to skip talking about it! Well, especially the damn cursed sword, I'll tell you the truth, brother, I can't solve this matter, unless you can find the fifth master who my disciples are afraid of...... Ah, there's nowhere to write, so I'll write it here, goodbye little brother, I hope your portable system is better than mine. ”

At this point, the note came to an abrupt end.