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Neighbors didn't hear it.
Since this is the case, it is no wonder that Lin Xun carried out a legitimate defense.
He pressed f11.
Program running!
Worms are one of the mainstream viruses. It spreads across the web, hiding in web pages, documents, full-screen advertisements, and everything else possible. Once infected, malicious actions are performed in the background, destroying the computer or stealing information.
Lin Xun didn't know what the consequences would be after the virus attacked the place, so he didn't use an overly powerful virus.
- But, enough is enough.
At first, the neighbor's eyes were wide open, his blue veins were exposed, and he slashed and stabbed at the air wall with one knife after another. However, after a minute, his movements suddenly became weak, his sturdy right arm trembled, and the hand holding the knife slightly trembling.
After another half a minute, his eyes were no longer fierce, but became very confused, and the knife in his hand landed with a clang!
However, the inertia of swinging the knife was still there, he fell forward, barely stabilized his body, and staggered several steps, like a person who was drunk in the middle of the night.
Lin Xun quietly watched him sway three steps, three steps and one crook, performing random movements on the open space in front of the building, thinking to himself, it really looks like a computer that is stuck.
The sun was gradually rising, and more people were walking around in the community. Lin Xun thought to himself that it was very dangerous for this person to wander here. Even if he lost his mind, it would be unsightly. Hit - that's even worse.
He thought about it for a while, but for the security of the community, he went forward.
The neighbor gave him a bewildered look.
Lin Xun picked up the keyboard and touched his skull.
—Then picked up the phone: "Master, I was beaten again."
"I'm your doctor Huo upstairs, and you just suddenly got epilepsy. Thanks to Xiaolin who found out, he called me down to give you a pulse." The old doctor Huo was radiant, in the sunlight at 8 o'clock in the morning, more than yesterday A little more kind.
The neighbor didn't know what to do, and felt his sore head. Because he had just woken up, there was a trace of innocence in his attitude that didn't match his body shape: "... Then I hit it myself?"
The old Chinese doctor Huo stroked his beard: "Yes, but now you are fine, just take the 'Wuji Epilepsy Pill' I prescribed for you and have a good rest."
In this way, the old Chinese medicine doctor Huo gained another "Thank you doctor".
After the neighbor left, old man Huo turned to him: "You obviously can't feel the spiritual energy, but you can subdue the person with the demon seed twice, but the teacher underestimates you."
"Master has won the prize." Lin Shu hugged his cherry: "It's more useful to have a disciple's keyboard."
"This thing is flashy!" Huo old man said: "Since you use this method to fight with others, why don't you just bring a brick?"
Lin Xun thought for a while: "Bricks may not pass the security check."
Old man Huo didn't speak for a while.
Just when Lin Xun thought that he had said something wrong, he suddenly saw the old man Huo, as if he was in a daze, he rubbed his palms and laughed: "Wonderful! Wonderful! Good disciple! You have the legacy of being a teacher back then!"
Well, what Master says is what he says.
Old man Huo praised him and said, "However, what is so special about you? There are two demons in a row targeting you."
Lin Xun shook his head.
Is it related to your own system
That's not right... Old man Huo is a successful immortal cultivator, and he can't see the special features of him. Those demons whose cultivation base is obviously lower than the old man are even more unknown.
Is there anything special about him
After some discussion to no avail, they boarded the plane to Chengdu according to the original plan. After landing, transfer to the car and arrive at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain in the evening.
The scenic spot was closed, ticket sales stopped, and there was no one under the mountain, except for a few bird calls in the distance.
It was getting late, and a thin layer of mist shrouded the green hills, flowing slightly like smoke. Even though Lin Xun's aesthetic is very poor, he still feels that the scenery is quiet and elegant, like a place where immortals live.
Old man Huo took him up the stairs along a secluded mountain road, and as he walked, he said: "Qingcheng Mountain has been very powerful these years, and it is the leader of Xianmen. He also commented on some scenic spots and paid for tours. They take a commission, and they are very rich! Xiaoyaozi Laoer's waist is getting straighter and straighter."
"Master," Lin Xun asked, "Has there always been cultivators in the world?"
Huo old man said: "Our sects have been inherited for thousands of years, and cultivation of immortals has naturally existed since ancient times."
Lin Xun was silent, speechless for a while. They continued to go up the mountain, and they didn't know how long they had walked. When night was approaching, they suddenly heard a crisp young voice in front of them: "Senior Huo?"
Following the voice, a figure jumped out from the grass in the mountains—a sixteen- or seventeen-year-old boy in a blue Taoist robe, carrying a wicker basket on his back.
"Yo," said the old man Huo, "Little Lantern, are you on holiday today?"
The little boy said: "I'm asking for leave. Master said that the discussion will be important."
It turns out that this is the Lantern Festival—a classmate of Lantern Festival who uses an emoji bag as his WeChat avatar even though he looks cute!
Just as Lin Xun was thinking, he was pulled over by the master: "Come on, this is Senior Brother Lin Shuan in your group!"
"Fellow Daoist Lin!" Lantern came to him.
The child is delicate and handsome, with a baby face and a little baby fat, very flattering.
Lin Xun greeted him: "Junior Brother Lantern Festival."
Lantern smiled and replied, "I just took the medicine, and I just have to go back."
They walked together, and before they took a few steps, the old man Huo asked, "Lanxiao, how did you do this time?"
Lantern's smile gradually disappeared, his expression was stiff, and his voice was weak: "If you don't forget to write the answer sheet, then... then... it's alright..."
Huo old man said: "We must step up the labor!"
Lantern Festival: "...Okay."
Lin Xun saw his younger brother Lantern look at him: "Senior Brother Lin, are you in college now? How many marks did you get in the test? I'm so nervous now, what should I do?"
Lin Xun: "I didn't test—"
Before he could say anything, he was interrupted by the old man Huo: "You Senior Brother Lin is not a serious student, you can't learn from him! You will repair computers in the future!"
Lin Xun: "... I'll let you go."
Old Man Huo: "...Cough."
The atmosphere was suddenly silent.
There was a trace of embarrassment and a trace of silence in the air.
Lantern Festival broke the embarrassment: "Wow!"
Lin Xun is full of kindness towards the flowers of the motherland: "You can find me where you can't, even in mathematics, physics and chemistry, and also in English."
"But..." Lantern looked up at him: "Senior brother, I am a liberal arts student, and I chose politics, history and geography."
Lin Xun's kindness instantly turned into sincere admiration: "Disrespect."
Old man Huo: "My teacher suddenly remembered that I was going to visit an old friend in Tianshi Cave and said goodbye first."
After all, without waiting for anyone to respond, he smeared oil on the soles of his feet, and his figure flashed in the forest, and disappeared.
Master, is this embarrassing
Lin Xun looked at the direction where the master left, and felt that the old man was also a little cute.
Only he and Lantern were left. This time, they finally had a common language. The two walked while chatting. After about 40 minutes, the mountain road turned around, and among the green mountains, the Taoist temple gate was floating and independent.
Lantern Festival: "It's here!"
However, there was a faint sound of noisy disputes at the gate of the mountain.
Lantern Festival pulled La Linxun's sleeve and said, "It's that group of people again!"
Lin Xun: "Huh?"
In the darkness of the night, he vaguely saw a group of people in Taoist robes gathered under the mountain gate, arguing with the two Taoists guarding the mountain gate.
The man in the lead said: "I won't accept the appointment for a few days? Are you afraid of us? We will hit Qingcheng Mountain today, return to the Shangqing Palace, and find justice!"
Lin Xun: "Who are they?"
Lantern said: "A group of stinky sword cultivators have gone the wrong way. They only know how to fight and fight. They were expelled from the mountain gate by my master a few years ago, and went out to establish their own sect."
Having said this, Lantern wrinkled his nose: "But our Qingcheng Mountain is the leader of the Immortal Dao, and there is an immortal Dao Qibaozhen faction. They are jealous of the baby, claiming that they are the Qingcheng orthodox, and often come to the door to provoke, claiming to expel the evil faction and return to Shangqing Palace. Senior brother, you were not in the group before—they used to speak ill of Qingcheng when they were in the group, and I was completely kicked out by my master a month ago."
"But..." Lantern scratched his head and lowered his voice: "They are really good at fighting, and we can't beat Qingcheng..."
"Who!" The headed man turned his head sharply and looked at them.
"Yo," he raised his eyebrows, "Yuanxiao junior brother?"
This person looks ordinary, and can't see any irrelevant details at night, but his tone is really frivolous and provocative: "Little Junior Brother, how many tricks did you have with Senior Brother?"
Yuanxiao shivered and shrank behind Lin Xun.
"Who is this?" The man came over and looked at Lin Xun: "Xiaoyao's new apprentice? Or from Danyang? The old one should collect some embroidered pillows!"
Lantern Festival: "You...!"
"Me?" The man casually wiped his sword: "Take Senior Brother Qi up the mountain."
Lantern Festival: "You want to be beautiful."
The man's eyes narrowed, and the sword light slammed, and the tip of the sword pointed straight at Lantern Festival: "You don't listen to what senior brother said?"
Lantern's hand that grabbed Lin Xun's sleeve tightened again. The child was probably frightened, and his voice trembled a little: "You... you're not my senior."
The man surnamed Qi laughed sarcastically.
Lantern shook again, and whispered to Lin Xun, "Lin... Senior Brother Lin, I can't beat him."
Lin Xun patted the back of his hand to comfort him: "You step back."
Lantern said: "Qi Yun used to be the eldest disciple of Qingcheng. He is very powerful. We have to find a way to escape."
Lin Xun didn't speak, he pulled the shivering Lantern from himself, and looked at the person named Qi Yun.
Qi Yun looked at him, but still said to Lantern: "Oh, junior brother has found a backer? Today, I am determined not to bring my senior brother up the mountain?"
As he said that, the sword in his hand was raised a little more and pointed to Lin Xun's face, as if he was about to attack.
Lin Xun looked at Qi Yun and the sword in Qi Yun's hand.
He opened the backpack, took out the cherry, and handed the bag to Lantern to hold it.
Qi Yun laughed, held a sword flower, and said, "Brother, isn't your magic weapon a little ridiculous?"
"Senior brother," Lin Xun stood opposite him, not moving, and said lightly, "It is against the law to control knives."