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"Sure enough, the development of medicine began with human experiments?" Zhang Xuanqing read Sun Simiao's twenty-four firsts, and then thought that he almost became the other party's guinea pig, and couldn't help but feel chills.

Quickly turned off Sun Simiao's information, opened the webpage again, and searched for Tang History. What "New Tang Book", "Old Tang Book", "Zizhi Tongjian". Although he didn't know whether yesterday's experience was true or false, even if it was a dream, such a real dream was worth his good understanding of the Tang Dynasty.

The morning passed like this, I had a meal at noon, and in the afternoon I continued to read the history of the Tang Dynasty, or check other things. It wasn't until the evening that Zhang Xuanqing turned off the computer, rubbed his somewhat astringent eyes, and lay on the only big bed in the room.

The room was extremely dark, Zhang Xuanqing's eyes were gently closed, his breathing was soothing, and he wanted to fall asleep.

But the information he checked during the day scrolled in his mind one by one, and the clear web pages seemed to be imprinted in his mind as if they were right in front of him...... No, it's imprinted in my mind!

Zhang Xuanqing's heart was shocked, and he sat up suddenly, his eyes widened, and the feeling he had just felt would definitely not be wrong. It is said that even if he has a good memory, it is impossible for him to remember the information he has only read once so clearly, and now this is ...... Unforgettable?

it!

Special features!

couldn't help but burst into tears of excitement in Zhang Xuanqing's eyes: Is it finally time to operate, and I also have special functions?

Carefully recall the content of what I saw today, from the information I checked, to the pedestrians on the way home, and even Sun Simiao and others who I met in a dream, and even the passers-by in that world, all of them are vivid, and you can think of their appearance just by thinking about it.

He seemed to have this feeling on the night of Datang, but his mind was not here at that time, and he didn't find it, and now he can't be sure whether that feeling is real.

But none of that matters!

Now that the special functions are available, is it also true that the crossing is also possible?

Zhang Xuanqing suddenly felt a surge of excitement in his heart: Although he wanted to come back when he was in the Tang Dynasty, if he could come and go, who would refuse a new world?

However, after a while, he suddenly realized that no matter how excited he was now, it would be in vain: if the crossing was real, it must also be based on the Hidden Immortal Sect's Wandering Immortal Mirror, but now he didn't even know whether the Wandering Immortal Mirror had flown by itself or had been picked up.

Inexplicably a sense of loss, Zhang Xuanqing sighed: "Forget it, let's sleep." He lay down on the bed again and closed his eyes, but found that he could not sleep anyway.

It's not the kind of simple insomnia, no matter how much he clears his mind and forces himself not to think about anything else. His mind was very clear and very energetic.

Even his eyes, which were astringent from watching the computer for a day, felt a coolness under his eyelids after he closed his eyes and lay down for a while, and after a while, there was no discomfort at all.

Tossing and turning, tossing and turning, but there is no sleepiness, Zhang Xuanqing has to recognize a fact: his special function must have side effects!

Perhaps because of his ability to never forget, his spiritual power has strengthened, which makes it more and more spiritual.

But......

Why!

Other people's special functions only have benefits and no harm, whether it is unforgettable or what mental power control, it is time to eat, eat, sleep, and sleep, how to get to him, this will have side effects.

Nima!

Other people's family, other people's family, special features, are also the same as other people's children, other people's teachers?

......

Time passed, and it was another night, when the eastern sky rose to the white of the fish's belly, Zhang Xuanqing came to sleep, and fell asleep leisurely.

In a trance, in a trance.

In a dark world, Zhang Xuanqing felt like he was sitting alone in the clouds for a while, and walking against the wind for a while, and his mind was always fluttering, as if he was in a dream or outside a dream.

Half-asleep and half-awake, suddenly the sound of thunder and drums came, and it seemed to have disturbed the heavens and the earth, splitting the chaos, making him startled, and suddenly falling from the clouds.

The world swirled, and he opened his eyes suddenly.

It's a quaint cottage with myself lying on my bed. The sunlight came in through the window, not strongly, but it illuminated the whole room. In the room, there is a bed and a bookcase, which is simple and chic. Paper, ink, pens, and inkstones are placed on the desk, and there is faint handwriting on them. There is a futon in front of the desk, and the sun is just hitting it.

The door was knocked on from outside, bang, bang, not light, not heavy, the force was very well controlled, which could not only remind people to come, but also not appear to be in a hurry.

This is...... Datang?

Zhang Xuanqing's eyes widened, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the bookcase were used by Sun Simiao to talk to him yesterday, and the thunder that sounded in the dream just now was the knock on the door?

A thought flashed through his mind, it should be related to his crossing, but he didn't have time to catch it.

He agreed indiscriminately, and regardless of whether the people outside could understand it or not, he quickly got up and dressed. The robe that he took off last night was really placed at the head of the bed, and there was only one trouser on his body, you know, in modern time and space, he slept naked in order to completely relax himself.

There is only one possibility, I now have two bodies, one in modern times and one in ancient times.

After getting dressed, Zhang Xuanqing didn't care about whether his guess was correct, but looked at the bedside wig and was embarrassed.

His wig is the kind used for TV, not only needs to be glued, but also needs to be put on makeup on his face to cover up the traces.

In fact, he doesn't wear ancient costumes in normal times, and only when he changes to a new city, he will wear ancient costumes to fool people first.

And now that the ancient time has begun in summer, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, and it is too uncomfortable to wear a hood.

Or...... Don't bring it?

But how to explain it to Sun Simiao?

Glancing at the door that no longer sounded, Zhang Xuanqing did not hesitate, after all, he was now under the fence, and it was not good for people to wait too long. With a move in his heart, he suddenly thought of an idea, took out his own life-saving dagger from his arms, picked up the wig, and cut it off at the root.

If you want to do what they do, sometimes it will be really life-threatening when you encounter someone who is not light or heavy. So as long as he goes out to tell fortunes, he must bring a sharp weapon with him. Not to hurt people, just to scare people, to give yourself a chance to escape. As for the sword, the modern society controls knives so strictly, he ran crazy all over the streets, it was just a spectacle!

After cutting off the wig hair, Zhang Xuanqing first lifted the mattress, lifted the hair in his hand, sprinkled it on the bed at will, and then hid the "scalp" in his arms. Then he straightened his clothes and came to the door and opened the door.

Outside the door was the young Taoist priest who followed Sun Simiao to Zheng's Mansion yesterday, named Liu Shenwei, and Sun Simiao's only disciple.

Seeing that the door opened, Liu Shenwei immediately raised the paper prepared in his hand, only to see that it was written: "The real person is fine, the younger generation is ordered by the master to invite the real person to move to the meal." "There's no way, the language barrier is the only way.

However, when he saw the short black and shiny hair on Zhang Xuanqing's head, his eyes widened instantly, blurted out something, and then danced with his hands.

Zhang Xuanqing waved his hand at him indifferently, signaling that he didn't need to be excited, and then beckoned him to follow, turned around and returned to the house.

Entering the house, Liu Shenwei saw the white hair deliberately raised on the bed by Zhang Xuanqing, and his expression became even more sluggish.

Zhang Xuanqing came to the bookcase and wrote down the justification that had just been made: "A dream floats and breaks the hair of the southern monk; the immortal Buddha reverses, yin and yang make it; the east and west, the wine is green and the lantern is green; the mayfly is a thousand years, regardless of life and death." Then he motioned for Liu Shenwei to come over and watch.

It's okay that Liu Shenwei didn't look at it, but after reading it, there were only two capitalized bewilderments on his face.

In fact, don't say it's him, even Zhang Xuanqing himself doesn't know what he wrote. He is purely pretending to be a master and pretending to be a habit, since he can't explain it himself, then leave a mysterious sentence and let others figure it out for themselves.

Therefore, when Liu Shenwei took Zhang Xuanqing to find Sun Simiao, pointed to Zhang Xuanqing's short black and shiny hair in his head, crackled and talked for a long time, and showed Sun Simiao's handwriting the words written by Zhang Xuanqing. Facing Sun Simiao's questioning expression, Zhang Xuanqing just shook his head and smiled.

Until Sun Simiao couldn't help but wonder in his heart, and wrote out the doubts in his heart: "Brother Dao, what are you ......" Zhang Xuanqing still shook his head and smiled, but he picked up his pen and replied: "It's all in the poem, and you will know it in the future." ”

Sun Simiao nodded thoughtfully, looked at the eight short poems, twisted his beard and smacked his heart: "A dream is born, and the broken hair is a southern monk...... Brother Dao didn't he abandon the Tao and become a monk? No, no, the latter sentence 'the immortal Buddha reversed, and the yin and yang were made', does it mean that the Tao was first followed by the Buddha, and then the Buddha entered the Tao......? Wine here should be the way, the green lantern has been the language of Buddhism since ancient times, upside down, upside down, is it really the fairy Buddha upside down? mayflies for thousands of years, regardless of life and death...... That mayfly has a very short life, how can it live for a thousand years?"

No matter how much Sun Simiao thought about it, he couldn't think of it, this was just Zhang Xuanqing's nonsense, and he thought that there was some mystery in it, and it was really embarrassing for him.

Zhang Xuanqing only snickered on the side, and after breakfast, he picked up the pen specially prepared for him on the table, wrote a note, and handed it to Sun Simiao: "I don't know if my brother can teach poor Tao to speak?"

Sun Simiao twisted his beard and wrote: "Brother Dao invited, I dare not resign." But I don't know where to start teaching?" "After all, he is not a professional teacher, even if he is a professional teacher, he has never encountered Zhang Xuanqing's situation.

Zhang Xuanqing smiled heartily, and wrote: "Brother Dao doesn't have to be embarrassed, although Poor Dao doesn't dare to boast of his intelligence, he can never forget it." In addition, the poor Dao is literate, and the Daoist brother only needs to take a collection of classics and recite it several times with the poor Dao, and he wants to be able to see results. ”

Pretending to be forced, nakedly pretending to be forced, they all say that they have never forgotten it, and they still say that they dare not boast of their intelligence, so how can it be considered boasting?

Yes?

Sun Simiao didn't think much about it, his eyes lit up, and he wrote: "It's so good, and there is no need for Sun, Shenwei does morning classes every day and reviews the medical classics." If Brother Dao is willing, Shenwei has not finished the morning class today, is Brother Dao willing to learn from him?"

"Okay!" Zhang Xuanqing nodded in agreement without hesitation, and then bowed his hand to Liu Shenwei and wrote: "Then there is Little Brother Lao." ”

Liu Shenwei hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Don't dare." "Let's not mention that the master's order cannot be violated, let's just say that for Zhang Xuanqing, he is also very curious, so naturally he will not refuse.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, it must be better!]