According to my quiet observation in the Haotian spectroscope, this kid must have had private money in his pocket when he first started school, and he went to the school gate every day to order two dishes every time, and he never went to the cafeteria to eat in the first month of school. Later, probably because the private money was spent, I began to honestly go to the cafeteria to eat eight cents a roasted eggplant and four taels of rice. His life was regular in some ways, and from the third month onwards, when he received the remittance slip, he went out again to drink and eat meat.

At that time, the price was not as expensive as it is now, and it cost only ten yuan to ask for a bottle of beer for stir-fried dishes. Feng Junzi lived a good life for half a month in a row, and in the second half of the month, he began a hard life again. At the end of the month, I couldn't afford to eat a dollar a piece of canteen food. I saw with my own eyes that he bought two big steamed buns weighing two taels for a dime, and served a dinner with vegetable soup.

I need to explain that the so-called free soup of their Polytechnic University is probably not visible in the student cafeteria later. It was a big white steel cart, and I guess it was the brush pot water for leftovers, and it was placed in the center of the cafeteria for students to take for free. Fortunately, his habit of drinking tea every day has not changed, and he always walks around with a teapot, and I saw the teapot in the Haotian spectroscope, and it didn't take long to find him. I heard him talking to his classmates in the dormitory

"Half immortal, you can't live like this, good days and bad days are even, and you won't chew steamed buns at the end of the month!" this was a reminder from a kind classmate in their dormitory.

The wind gentleman holds half a steamed bun in one hand. With half a pot of residual soup in his other hand, he shook his head with a smile and replied: "The great joy and sorrow experience in your eyes is the realm of unhappiness and sorrow that I pursue in my heart. You don't understand that it's a practice. ”

Overhearing his words, I have two feelings. First, his nickname in college was "Half Immortal", which is simply too apt! However, his classmates gave him this nickname, not because he was born an immortal but mistakenly entered the world, but because he liked to show people palmistry and fortune-telling. The Wind Gentleman has been in the habit of smoking since the beginning of this summer. At the end of every month, when you have money, you start telling fortunes to your classmates. It's not in vain, buy him a box of cigarettes at a time, as for the grade of the cigarettes, it's casual.

I have secretly observed the palmistry of the gentleman a few times, and this kid is very clever! Even the guesses made by the Men and the Shadow on the basis of a few words and his own observations, and the conclusions were extremely accurate! He seldom said anything about the future, but only some previous experiences that others thought he could not have known. When the wind gentleman said it, the other party was often dumbfounded. I know that the Wind Gentleman has this ability for a long time, and it has nothing to do with supernatural powers. I remember the first time he took me to the Phoenix Bridge to see the fortune teller, he once said that there are two kinds of industries in the world that require eye work. One is an antique dealer and the other is a fortune teller. As a demonstration, he also calculated on the spot why a passer-by went to fortune telling.

Judging from this palmistry, the Wind Gentleman gradually became famous, and got the nickname of Half-Immortal. Even students from other faculties came to him for palmistry. Most of them are girls, and they just have a little fun in school life. Of course, Feng Junzi is not entirely based on speculation, he has also studied books such as Chinese medicine and consultation in the library. This kid looks at palmistry, on the one hand, he cheats and smokes, and on the other hand, he also takes the opportunity to touch the girl's hand in a large area. Alas, the wind gentleman's incomparably miraculous hand. Any artifact in the world is now used for this.

Another point that made me feel emotional was that he took a half-pulled steamed bun and spit out the word "practice" from his mouth. I don't know if it's intentional or not. He was indeed practicing more than simply sealing his consciousness. This is his "worldly tribulation", and only by getting rid of this calamity can he enter the final realm of the four gates and twelve floors. As he said in his letter, "The Tao is the same, but the circumstances are different. ”

He is practicing, and I am also practicing the third "baby" realm, which is similar to the second "turning" realm, paying attention to walking, sitting, lying and lying without losing it, just like a baby breastfeeding and always taking care of it. The mood is at ease. It's not just meditation, every word and deed is in it, and I make it very clear, in short, a new self that grows gradually. Whenever I walk through the world, sometimes I see some places where I look like the gentleman of the past. It's not that we are human, but that I can see everything around me with a natural vision.

In October of this year, a few days before and after my 21st birthday, the International Conference on Modeling, Simulation and Control (AMSE) was held at our university. More than 100 experts and scholars from the United States, France, the United Kingdom, Japan and other countries and regions have come to the University of Science and Technology. I occasionally saw an acquaintance on campus, who I met in Wucheng, Professor Takeuchi of Waseda University in Japan, who also came to the meeting.

Isn't this Professor Takeuchi a sinologist? How did he become an expert in control engineering? I'm afraid it's a bit of a problem! This time, my boss, Director Liang, didn't send me any tasks, because I was curious. It was Saturday, and I walked to the front of a 4-star hotel outside the back door of the school as if I was wandering.

Our school has a special apartment for international students, and the conditions are better than the general student dormitory. At the same time, there are also guest houses for visiting scholars, and the conditions are comparable to those of ordinary hotels. However, for some internationally renowned scholars, the grade of the expert building is still a little lower. Many international exchange scholars live in the nearest high-end hotel for foreign affairs, and Professor Takeuchi also lives here.

I walked to the door of the hotel and looked left and right a few times and smiled, it turned out that the people who came in and out here had already been targeted by the security department, and there was no need for me as a little person to worry about anything. How do I get to the side of the street and see this? Pedestrians don't pay attention to the hidden mysteries of the world, but I'm different now.

The hotel is not located next to a busy main road, but in a side alley with relatively few pedestrians and vehicles. It is close to the school and not a business district, and the most frequent people are students, teachers, school families and hotel residents. But there was a shop on the corner of such a side street, and the door of the shop was not far away, not far away, right in front of the hotel.

There was a shop around the corner, nothing special. But what this store sells is special – dried seafood. On the counter are mostly dried sea cucumbers and some dried goods that I can't even name. You must know that in this place, although there are so-called seafood sold in high-end hotels, people rarely buy these seafood and cook them at home. First, there is no such tradition in the local food habits, and second, things like dried sea cucumbers are more complicated to cook, and are not suitable for home production.

Even more unusual. They sell this kind of thing, they should go to a special market, or go to a special counter in a big shopping mall, and it is inexplicable to open such a small shop in this place. No one would buy bulk seafood that is very valuable, indistinguishable from fake, and not a local specialty in such a remote and low-end place. However, the store's signboard is not new, and it has been open here for a long time.

What seems obviously unconscionable must have some other explainable reason. I don't think the main purpose of this store is to do business at all, but to install a monitoring point, and I'm not sure which department it is. To confirm my judgment, I deliberately stood on the side of the street for a while.

A rough estimate of how a store business will be is simple and simple. It can be counted by sampling. Today is the weekend and afternoon, so it should be the best time for business in the general sales store, take a time to count how many customers come in and out, and how many people buy things. You can get a rough idea of the best business conditions of this store. I stood for over an hour, and now not a single customer has walked into the store. There was a mess of dried abalone in the store, and the smell must not be too good, with an indescribably faint fishy smell. Many people walk to the door, let alone enter, and don't even consciously walk around the road.

At the counter sat a man in his thirties. The very ordinary-looking man has been listlessly looking at a book. The store is very deep inward, and the light is dark. There is also a room in the back. There is a large window between the inner and outer rooms. There are no lights in the room, and the black hole behind the window is a good place to set up monitoring equipment. (Xu Gongzi's note: The characters and places in this book are all fictional, please do not sit in the opposite seat in reality.) )

Espionage in the name of international academic exchange is a common occurrence, and it's impossible for this hotel's security services to go unnoticed. Even I, a half-agent, came here on a whim, and the professional security department would not fail to set up a special monitoring point. However, when I saw this seafood store, I shook my head secretly, which boss had the idea? It was too obvious! I could see at a glance that it was an old fox in this business, and the work was too perfunctory!

At the same time as I shook my head. My mind flickered, and I instinctively felt that I was being targeted. Someone was peeking at me through the window in the back warehouse of the seafood store, and two people were watching me from on both sides of the street not far behind me. It was I who had provoked them myself, and it was impossible for me to stand on the side of the street and observe the shop for an hour without arousing suspicion! I didn't want to get in trouble, so I turned around and left.

As soon as someone noticed me, I sensed it immediately. There is a saying that "the eyes see the six paths, the ears listen to the eight directions." "It refers to the abnormal acuity of a person's consciousness and perception, which is not an exaggeration, and I am like that. Now, my consciousness and perception are like untying the usual shackles, and I have gained great freedom, and I don't need to deliberately use any supernatural powers. Casually took advantage of the terrain to flash a few times, and then shook off the two stalkers. If I can't even handle two agents, then I will be the leader of the East Kunlun Alliance in vain.

Without paying attention to what had just happened, I walked back to school, walked across the campus, out of the east gate, and walked out of the bustling restaurant street. There are a variety of snacks at inexpensive prices, and most of the guests are students. I looked at the time, it was already time for dinner, and I was about to find a place to eat, and I looked up and saw a small sign of "Xi'an Style". Remembering the experience in Xi'an City and the beautiful and kind girl, Chen Yan walked into this snack bar.

The shop is small, with only four simple folding square tables and a dozen plastic square stools. There are two people who are eating noodles, and it is the old lady and the little pimple in our dormitory. When they saw me, they said, "Boss......, are you here too?" I'll tell you about the girl who opened the shop, the parents are really good, and we've been here several times. ”

I sat down and smiled, "What's the point of you two coming out to see the flower girl have a good eye addiction?"

As we spoke, a woman came out of the small back kitchen with a curtain and saw us, and then I heard the sound of a porcelain bowl falling to the ground. Then she shouted in surprise and joy: "You, why are you?" I looked up and saw that this world was so small, life was really a coincidence, this person was Chen Yan!

Chen Yan looked at me in a daze, her expression was very excited, and her eyes were full of surprise. I reacted quickly, hurriedly walked over, squatted down, reached out and wiped the noodles on her feet, and said, "Don't be stunned, your feet are hot, sit down and let me see if it's heavy?" Just now, a bowl of noodles in his hand fell to the ground, and even the soup and noodles splashed on his feet.

Chen Yan sat down, stunned me, asked me to take off my shoes, and watched me wipe the surface of her feet with a handkerchief. The instep of her foot was burned red, but fortunately it wasn't badly injured. The most surprising thing in this room was not the two of us, my classmates, the old lady and the little pimple, had already opened their mouths wide and forgot to close them, and their expressions were petrified.

"Aren't you in Xi'an? Why did you get to the water?...... How is your father's health?" and that's when I had a chance to ask her. I didn't ask, but I saw Chen Yan squirm a few times, her lips didn't speak, just like a wronged child, when she saw her relatives, her eyes turned red, and tears were already rolling in her eye frames.

"Boss, do you know each other?" the little pimple over there finally spoke.

"Boss, I'll leave with Little Pimple first, don't forget to go back to the dormitory at night. The old lady saw that something was wrong with the situation between me and this woman, so she took the little pimple away and put the money on the table.