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The two face each other.
The pointer said nothing.
Lin Xun felt ashamed.
Lin Xun was surprised that he was checked by a cat even though he did not return home at night.
He couldn't remember the first time he doubted the IQ of the little liar.
He walked to the TV cabinet, reached out and picked up the pointer: "Why don't you sleep?"
The pointer ignored him, but still followed Lin Xun's movements and curled into his arms.
Lin Xun scratched its ears: "Are you waiting for me?"
The pointer stepped on him perfunctorily.
The cat must be angry.
Lin Xun: "I'll take you with me next time I go out."
As soon as the words came out, he thought of Dongjun's itinerary again.
He raised the pointer: "Can't take it, you have to go."
Pointer: "Meow."
Lin Xun washed, changed into pajamas, and held the pointer in front of him.
The pointer is not big, small, warm and soft, and the snow-white belly rises and falls with the breath.
Although it has only been raised for less than ten days, Lin Xun already likes it very much.
It's a pity that it's not its own hair, so it can't be raised all the time.
Just as he was thinking, Pointer licked his fingers.
Lin Xun laughed.
Pointer looked up at him and smiled.
Lin Xun covered the pointer's eyes: "Why are you so human-like."
The pointer scratched him.
It is said to be scratching, but in fact, the root does not show the nail, just pushes with the meat pad.
Lin Xun just played with it for a long time before falling asleep - I don't know if there will be any chance in the future.
He was dreaming again.
I think about it every day, dream about it at night, and this time I dream about pointers.
… maybe a pointer.
There are also pointers to his master Dongjun.
Maybe it was a summer vacation when I was in college. He and Dongjun were walking on the lush green road in the old city. In the early morning of summer, the cicadas had just begun, and dewdrops were still hanging on the tips of the grass by the roadside.
That year was a hot year for blockchain technology. They were talking about a topic, talking about whether it was a bubble with Bitcoin - there was a small disagreement, but in the end, a consensus was reached, and then began to discuss a certain encryption algorithm, and then the uncertainty principle was mentioned by quantum cryptography.
"The most accurate measurement of a particle's position is also the most inaccurate measurement of velocity, because it is disturbed." He turned around and walked away, facing Dongjun, looking into his eyes, his voice carrying Smile: "I think the longer I know you, the more blurred the definition of our relationship becomes."
The opposite Dongjun didn't wear glasses, his eyebrows were delicate and cold, like a luxury item, but the emotion in his eyes was very gentle.
"Because it's in a superposition state," Dongjun said, "you don't need to observe it."
"You admit that you are a cat that is both dead and alive," Lin Xun grabbed his handle, the more he smiled, the more proud he became: "It's like admitting that you like me and dislike me, you are so annoying."
While chatting, he suddenly stepped on a stone under his feet, and his body swayed violently.
Almost at the same time, Dong Jun grabbed his arm and brought him to his side to help him stabilize.
They were very close, breathing each other.
The snow-white shirt, the clear and cold breath, the brilliance of the rising sun shone through the lush leaves, and he squinted his eyes.
Then I heard Dongjun's voice ringing in my ears: "I'm not Schrödinger's cat."
Lin Xun: "But I heard the cat meow."
Dongjun: "I heard that too."
Lin Xun turned to the green belt to the side and pulled Dongjun over.
There was a white shadow deep in the bushes, and it took them a lot of work to get it out.
A snow-white milk cat, only the size of a slap, had some leaf debris on its body, and the blue membranes of its eyes had not retreated. It looked at the two of them in confusion, whimpering milky, but very weak.
Lin Xun: "It must be raised by me."
The voice fell, the alarm clock rang, and he woke up.
At eight o'clock in the morning, the sun shines through the cracks in the hawthorn trees outside the window, almost exactly like the scene in the dream.
He sat up, buried his face in the quilt, his heart beat a little faster, and he felt a slight suffocation.
Why dream of Dongjun again
And... it's an ambiguous dream again.
In the dream, he was like a smug duck, chattering about his wit and showing off his knowledge, at least that kind of words would never be said by him now.
The pointer was already awake, and was sitting across from him slowly licking his claws. When he saw him awake, he let out a milky cry, exactly like the kitten in the dream.
He took the pointer and rubbed it a few times, took a deep breath for a while, and returned to normal. He returned to Dongjun to say "safe journey", and then got up. The morning time always passed quickly. After exchanging the progress of the project with the other three people, he started to make an appointment with Qi Yun.
A happy pointer: are you free today, come out and exorcise the devil.
Sending Inkstone Zong-Feihong:
Sending Inkstone Zong-Feihong: Are you cowardly
A happy pointer: Yes, Senior Brother Qi Yun is not here, I am very scared.
Sending Inkstone Sect-Feihong: Are the Bald Donkeys Going
A happy pointer: no, he wants a golden pill.
Sending Inkstone Sect - Feihong: Grass
A happy pointer: when are you golden pill
Sending Inkstone Zong-Feihong: Dad has his own plans
A happy pointer: then you come on.
Sending Inkstone Zong-Feihong: I recorded a video in the morning, I am free in the afternoon
A happy pointer: Good.
After the appointment, it was already breakfast time. Wang Anan and Zhao Jianshe each had a glass of happy water and were happily eating junk food. After a while, Jiang Lian joined them. Lin Xun will go to the fourth floor to have a healthy breakfast with the elders.
At the dining table, the elders and the seniors were all serious, talking about the speed at which monsters appeared. According to their estimates, if the cracks in the enchantment continue to expand at the current speed, within ten days, a great demon at the level of the Nascent Soul will descend on the human world.
The undeniable fact is that the world of self-cultivation has exhausted all its manpower to eliminate demons, find cracks, and bridge them.
"With our strength, this battle will definitely be difficult. For today's plan, we must find the emperor." Xiaoyaozi concluded.
Master Yufeng said: "There are so many people in the imperial capital. We cannot find the emperor with the current method alone. We still invite the Chixiao Longque Sword back from the amusement park and find another way."
Lin Xun: "Amusement park?"
Then, he heard the old man Huo "cough": "This is a long story, in order to make people draw swords, we sent the Chixiao Longque into the large amusement park as a prop 'Sword in the Stone', which became a playground in the amusement park. During a game session, all the tourists are going to draw their swords, while Brother Yufeng is disguising the staff to observe the situation and protectors.”
OK, that's one way.
Xiaoyaozi said: "There is no better way at present, this matter will be discussed again."
After speaking, he added: "Pin Dao think, maybe our current method is wrong. Since the emperor has extraordinary luck, he must be different from ordinary people. If this is the case, if we are looking for it in the general public, isn't it wrong? Astray?"
"According to your opinion, we should go to find the dragon and phoenix among those people in the imperial capital," the old man said. "How can we find this? How can we bring them to draw swords? Brother Xiaoyao, you must know that you and I are in the eyes of outsiders. Ordinary bad old man."
Xiaoyaozi sighed: "Mrs. Butterfly has a wide network of contacts, which may help. Others... Pindao can't."
After some discussions, it was nearly ten o'clock, but there was still no result. Lin Xun was finally put back to do his own business.
He sat opposite Zhao Jiji, and while talking to this man Che Kulu, he kept typing on the keyboard with both hands, and glanced at the time from time to time.
Dongjun's flight should have landed in the imperial capital around 8:30, but he has not received news from Dongjun for a long time, which makes him uneasy.
The pointer thing has been packed up and left at the door. Perhaps, his task of raising pointers is about to be completed, and Dongjun no longer has to take care of himself.
Zhao Jianzhu: "Algorithm, you are absent-minded today, and your argument is not as powerful as before."
Lin Xun: "Because I'm no longer willing to talk to someone like you out of nothing."
Zhao Jiji: "I bet you are waiting for Dongjun to come back."
Lin Xun: "I just don't want to leave the pointer."
Zhao Jiji: "I have never seen a man with a deeper scheming than Dongjun. He only used a white cat to tie you down in a short period of time."
Lin Xun: "You've been persecuted and delusional has become serious again. I'll make an appointment with a psychiatrist immediately."
Zhao Zhijie: "You are so embarrassed that you are angry."
Lin Xun: "In this way, Dongjun also tied you. I saw you sucking the pointer's belly with my own eyes that day."
Zhao Jiji: "I'm just having fun, but you want the pointer to be your cat. But the premise of the pointer to be your cat is that Dongjun becomes your person."
Lin Xun was organizing a counterattack when he suddenly saw his phone light up.
Dongjun.
Dongjun: Go downstairs.
Lin Xun: "Goodbye."
Zhao Zhijie: "You are helpless."
Lin Xun packed the pointer, packed his things, and checked his appearance again. Today, he was wearing the white sweater that Lin Ting bought, with black graffiti on the front and back. Lin Ting said that she liked it the most.
When everything was ready, he went downstairs with the cat bag in his arms - the familiar Bentley stopped at the door of the unit building.
The window slid down, Dongjun looked at him, and seemed to raise his eyebrows slightly: "Long time no see."
In reality, Dongjun is different from the dream. He doesn't have the kind of beautiful youthful air. He has a more handsome, profound and aloof profile.
"Long time no see." Lin Xun pursed his lips: "I put the pointer out? Please open the trunk... I'll put other things in."
Dongjun didn't speak, just looked at him.
Lin Xun blinked.
I heard Dongjun say lightly: "Get in the car."