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"Hey? Why are you asking?" Song Shuhang was puzzled.

"Because at noon yesterday, I saw someone in the school asking about the information of 'Jiangnan University City Song Shuhang classmates'. Your class, age, residence and relatively close figures are all checked. Because I feel something is wrong. So I remembered this. Right, I am a member of the school's news department." Zhuge Yue smiled.

"Is anyone investigating me?" Song Shuhang stunned. He should have not offended others recently?

The pharmacist said that someone was following him. Maybe someone would see him and the pharmacist, and then track down his intelligence. But the pharmacist came here this morning!

In addition, yesterday evening, because the hero rescued the United States a few bad. But that was all yesterday evening, and there was no dime relationship at noon yesterday!

Song Shuhang really can't think of any clues.

"In short, I feel that you have been careful recently. Maybe someone looks at you and wants to ambush you. If you do this, I have left in advance, I wish you a long way to go." Zhuge Yue smiled and patted Song Shuhang The shoulders, then sang the song and left the dormitory.

"Thank you." Song Shuhang replied.

If anyone ambushes him, he is not afraid. However, the other party is not only checking their own intelligence, but also checking the news of friends and relatives around him.

This made him feel a little uneasy.

In short... I have been careful about it recently.

When the pharmacist came over for a while, I asked if there was any way to find out who was investigating him. Pharmacist predecessors seem to have experience with anti-tracking.

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Thinking like this, Song Shuhang entered the bedroom.

Gao Moumou is still lying like a dead dog, and the book is worried: "Gao Moumou, are you okay?"

"Book Airlines, I was contaminated." Gao Moumou muttered.

"The word "staining" is extremely inappropriate. You are not an ancient yellow-flowered niece. Don't use such a disgusting description." Song Shuhang took a picture of Gao Moumou and then took the opportunity to ask: "The saying is that Zhuge Yue was just man?"

Gao Moumou suddenly turned pale and half awkward, and he shook his head bitterly: "No."

"That is the girl? You give me a good death! What is the appearance of being beaten by the sister?" You are pretending to know if you know it!" Song Shuhang patted Gao Moumou: " Don't worry, my mouth is very strict, and definitely won't let your girlfriend know what's going on today. Wouldn't it be a good time to fly?"

However, Gao’s face was even more ugly, and he shook his head more difficult.

"What do you mean by shaking your head? Is it not... Zhugeyue is not a sister? What is it? Is it not a double **** or a shemale?" Song Shuhang was puzzled.

"Neither is... how to say it, you will not understand this kind of thing." Gao Moumou has a look, a look of no love in this life.

This guy is not saved.

"Well, you continue to lie down." Song Shuhang took a shot of Gao.

Then he sang a song to the balcony, staring at the sky.

I don't know what the Feijian Book will be like?

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Gao Moumou did not die and lived for more than ten minutes, numb to get up, washed his face: "Book Air, Tubo said to want to drink a few cups tonight, let us go to Yangde that gathering at night. How? ,have time?"

After thinking about it, Song Shuhang replied: "No problem, but after a while I have a friend coming over to collect something, I may be late, I will rush past about 6 o'clock!"

"Then I have passed, today... I am going to get drunk." Gao Moumou was crying and sullen.

"A drunken solution?" Song Shuhang laughed.

Gao Moumou nodded and pushed open the door of the dormitory: "Then I will go first, remember to come early."

"Oh, no problem."

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Time passes by.

Song Shuhang feels that he must be like ‘Wangfu Stone’, and his eyes are staring at the sky, and his heart is full of expectations.

About twenty minutes later, at 4:07 pm.

The pharmacist finally got the news. He called and said: "Book Hang Xiaoyou, Master Xuan Master's Feijian Biography is coming. I am going to you now, you no one?"

"No problem, dormitory roommates have to go out drinking at night, now I am alone in the dormitory." Song Shuhang quickly replied.

"Wait for me, I will be there soon." The pharmacist hanged up.

Two minutes later.

The pharmacist arrived at Song Shuhang.

"Come on!" He laughed.

“What are we going to do?” Song Shuhang asked: “Or can we just sit here and wait?”

"Look at me." The pharmacist came to the balcony again, then stretched his finger to the sky again, and the two roots turned red and flashing.

Song Shuhang stared at the sky with his eyes, only to see the light flashing in the distant sky, and quickly flew in the direction of the pharmacist.

The light is getting closer and closer, and the speed is extremely fast - it can be seen as a sword-like body.

"There is such a blatant flying sword to pass the book, do you not cover the obstacles like the eye?" Song Shuhang suddenly floated a kind of enlightenment - in recent years, people often photographed ufo, abnormal flying objects in the air, no Will the monks spread the book in Feijian, or simply fly the sword?

It is very dangerous for monks to do this. Nowadays, technology is becoming more and more developed, and things like anti-aircraft guns and air-blocking guns are arranged in every country. What if I am hit by an anti-aircraft gun?

When Song Shuhang traveled to the sky, the flying sword had fallen to the side of the pharmacist.

It is a sharp black iron sword, quietly suspended above the pharmacist's red fingers, without any force to suspend, which has completely violated the physical rules of the world.

Song Shuhang said that he was very calm. From the day when his world view completely collapsed, the physics knowledge he had learned in the past 18 years had long been abandoned. If the laws of physics were still common in the mortal world, he had already thrown the other half away to feed the dog.

“Hey? Cheats?” Song Shuhang suddenly asked, when he wanted to come, there should be a big parcel on the flying sword, which contained a lot of books or animal scrolls.

But in front of this black iron sword, there is nothing attached to it, it is empty.

"Is it lost during the flight?" Song Shuhang was puzzled.

"Cheats are here." The pharmacist reached out and the black iron sword fell firmly in his hands. Then, he took a large jade tube from the handle of the black iron sword, a bit like a jade finger.

Jade made of tube? When I saw this thing, Song Shuhang’s mind immediately revealed the name of an item. He blurted out: “Successful jade?”

There are also legends such as the inheritance of jade, and the transmission of jade.

This is one of the things that the protagonist must get. Just stick to the head, and the exercises, the mind and the like are imprinted in people's minds! Even the stupid can remember the whole complete exercise!

"You think more..." The pharmacist shrugged his shoulders: "The sacred jade thing is precious and precious, and it is invaluable. It will only be used to record the kind of singularity that can't be recorded with words. Like this What kind of ordinary exercises used to build foundations is worth to record with meritorious jade?"

Only the peerless practice that contains the laws of heaven and earth and the avenue of reason can not be recorded in words. Even if it is forcibly recorded in words, it will be erased by the power of the road between heaven and earth, and it will be necessary to record precious treasures such as ‘transmission of jade.’

"What is this?" Song Shuhang asked.

"This is just an ordinary u disk. To be honest, human technology is getting more and more advanced, and many things invented by us are also very easy for us to use. The small one can be loaded with the contents of a previous Tibetan classics. It is very convenient to add images." The pharmacist calmly smashed Song Shuhang’s fantasy again.

It hurts, my mother's liver hurts!