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Chapter 47: It's just a USB stick

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"What? Why do you ask that?" Song Shuhang wondered.

"Because yesterday at noon, I saw people in the school looking for information about 'Song Shuhang from Jiangnan University Town'. Information about your class, age, residence, and people close to you have been checked. Because I feel that something is wrong. , so I wrote it down. By the way, I am a member of the school's news department." Zhuge Yue said with a smile.

"Someone is investigating me?" Song Shuhang was stunned for a while. He shouldn't have offended anyone recently

The pharmacist had said that someone was following him, and maybe someone would follow and inquire about their intelligence when they saw that he was with the pharmacist. But the pharmacist came only this morning!

In addition, last night, because the hero saved the beauty, he beat up a few bad guys. But that was yesterday evening, and it had nothing to do with yesterday's noon!

Song Shuhang really couldn't think of any clues.

"Anyway, I think you should be careful recently. Maybe someone sees you upset and wants to ambush you. That's all, I have left beforehand. I wish you a good distance." Zhuge Yue smiled and patted Song Shuhang. shoulders, and then left the dormitory humming a song.

"Thank you." Song Shuhang replied.

If someone ambush him, he is not afraid. However, the other party is not only checking his own information, but also checking the news of his relatives and friends.

This made him feel a little uneasy.

Anyway... Be careful lately.

After a while, when the senior pharmacist came over, he asked if there was a way to find out the guy who was investigating him behind the scenes. The senior pharmacists seem to be very experienced in anti-tracking.

Thinking like this, Song Shuhang entered the bedroom.

Gao Moumou still lay motionless like a dead dog, Shuhang asked worriedly, "Gao Moumou, are you all right?"

"Shuhang, I'm stained." Gao Moumou muttered.

"The use of the word tainted is extremely inappropriate, you are not an ancient yellow flower girl, don't use such a disgusting description." Song Shuhang took a photo of Gao Moumou, and then took the opportunity to ask: "By the way, who is that Zhuge Yue just now? man?"

Gao Moumou's face suddenly turned pale, and after a while, he shook his head bitterly: "No."

"That's the girl? Can you die for me! Why are you pretending to be spoiled after being kissed by the girl? You are pretending to force you, do you know that!" Song Shuhang patted Gao Moumou hard: " Don't worry, my mouth is very strict, and I will never let your girlfriend know about today's events, so you can just treat it as a feast for the eyes, won't you?"

However, Gao Moumou's face was even more ugly, and he shook his head more difficultly.

"What do you mean by shaking your head? Could it be that... Zhuge Yue isn't a girl? What is that? Isn't she an intersex person or a shemale?" Song Shuhang was puzzled.

"Neither... how do you say it, you won't understand this kind of thing." Gao Moumou tilted his head, looking like he had no love in his life.

This guy is helpless.

"Okay, you can continue lying down." Song Shuhang patted Gao Moumou.

Then he hummed to the balcony and stared at the sky.

I don't know what the Feijian Biography will be like

Gao Moumou remained immortal for more than ten minutes, then got up numbly and washed his face: "Shuhang, Tubo said that he would like to have a few drinks tonight, let's go to Yangde for a gathering at night. How about you? ,have time?"

After thinking about it, Song Shuhang replied, "No problem, but a friend of mine will come to pick up something later. I might be late. I'll rush over around six o'clock!"

"Then I'll go first, today... I'm going to get drunk." Gao Moumou said with a sad face.

"A drunk can relieve a thousand sorrows?" Song Shuhang said with a smile.

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

"Okay, no problem."

**********

Time passed by minute by minute.

Song Shuhang felt that he must be like a 'Wangfu Stone' now, his eyes fixed on the sky, and his heart was full of expectations.

About twenty minutes later, at 4:07 pm.

When the pharmacist finally got news, he made a phone call and said, "Little friend Shuhang, Master Tongxuan's flying sword biography is coming. I'm going to your place now, is there no one in your place?"

"No problem, the dormitory roommate is going out for a drink at night, so I am the only one in the dormitory now." Song Shuhang quickly replied.

"Wait for me, I'll be right there." The pharmacist hung up the phone.

After two minutes.

The pharmacist arrived at Song Shuhang's side.

"Come on!" He laughed.

"What are we going to do?" Song Shuhang asked, "Or we can just sit here and wait?"

"Look at me." The pharmacist came to the balcony again, and then stretched out his hand to point to the sky again. The roots of his two hands turned red and flashed.

Song Shuhang's eyes stared at the sky, only to see light flickering in the sky in the distance, quickly flying towards the direction of the pharmacist.

The light is getting closer and closer, and the speed is extremely fast - a sword-like object can be vaguely seen.

"Such a blatant flying sword to pass a book, don't do some cover up?" Song Shuhang suddenly had a kind of enlightenment in his heart - in recent years, people have often photographed ufos, abnormal flying objects in the air, no Is it the monks who are flying swords and passing books, or is it simply Yujian flying

It is very dangerous for the monks to do this. Now that technology is more and more developed, anti-aircraft guns, air stun guns and other things are arranged in every country. What if I get hit by an anti-aircraft gun or something

When Song Shuhang was wandering the sky, the flying sword had already landed beside the pharmacist.

It was a small sharp black iron sword, suspended quietly above the reddened fingers of the pharmacist, without any force, which completely violated the physical rules of the world.

Song Shuhang said that he was very calm. From the day his worldview completely collapsed, most of the physics knowledge he had learned over the past 18 years had long been abandoned. If it weren't for the laws of physics that are still common in the mortal world, he would have thrown away the other half to feed the dogs.

"Huh? Where's the secret book?" Song Shuhang asked suddenly. When he thought about it, there should be a large package hanging on the flying sword. There were many books or animal skin scrolls in it.

But there was nothing attached to the black iron sword in front of him, it was empty.

"Could it be that it was lost during the flight?" Song Shuhang wondered in his heart.

"The secret is here." The pharmacist stretched out his hand, and the black iron sword fell firmly into his hand. Then, he took off a thumb-sized jade tube from the handle of the black iron sword, a bit like a jade wrench.

A jade barrel? When Song Shuhang saw this thing, the name of an item immediately appeared in Song Shuhang's mind, and he blurted out: "Jade Slip for the Legend of Gong?"

There are also called inheritance jade slips, Dharma transmission jade slips and so on.

This is one of the things that the protagonist must get. As long as you paste it on your head, the exercises, mental methods, etc. will be imprinted in people's minds! Even an idiot can memorize the entire complete exercise!

"You're thinking too much..." The pharmacist shrugged: "The jade slips of the practice are extremely precious, and are invaluable in themselves. They will only be used to record the kind of peerless practice that 'cannot be recorded in words'. Like this How can the ordinary exercises used to build foundations be worth recording with the jade slips?"

Only the kind of peerless exercises that contain the laws of heaven and earth and the great principles of the Dao cannot be recorded in words. Even if it is forcibly recorded in words, it will be erased by the power of the Great Dao between heaven and earth, and precious treasures such as 'Jade Slips' to record it will be needed.

"Then what is this?" Song Shuhang asked.

"This is just an ordinary USB flash drive. To be honest, human technology is getting more and more advanced, and many things invented by our monks are also very easy to use. A small USB flash drive can be loaded with the contents of a previous bookstore, and also Being able to add images is really convenient." The pharmacist calmly shattered Song Shuhang's fantasy again.

It hurts, Mommy, my liver hurts!