About me traveling to the world of immortality but finding ways to surf the Internet

Gu Yuan: Ziqi, it will probably take a long time for me to reach a place with Dongfeng Logistics. I'm not sure yet about the specific time. Do you have many pages in the book you want to send me? If you don't have many, you can use Xunlian's virtual book function to convert them into virtual books, so that I can read them directly on Xunlian and you don't have to send the book.

Yi Ziqi: Virtual book function? I seem to have noticed it before, but I haven't used it. Ayuan, wait a minute, let me try it.

Gu Yuan: Okay, sorry.

He Qianqing has no intention of setting up Dongfeng Logistics and Haina Bank in Minguo. After all, the monks in this country are not very fond of them, so it is not worthwhile to set them up. Yang Yuyao, who had already read all the books he had bought in Xuanzhen City, was now itching for the book Yi Ziqi mentioned that he wanted to send to him. He wanted to see it earlier, so he proposed to him to convert it into a virtual book. Book recommendations. Converting it into a virtual book would not cause any damage to the original book, but Yi Ziqi, who agreed to adopt this method, needed a certain amount of time to master it, so Yang Yuyao decided to pick out a random book from the space ring where He Qianqing had a collection of books to pass the time.

"Dragon Control in the Tent? What kind of book is this? Is it a storybook?" Yang Yuyao, who randomly pulled out a book, murmured in a low voice in confusion. He Qianqing, who was using Xunlian to communicate with others, suddenly froze, but behind it Yang Yuyao beside him didn't notice his master's reaction and opened the book.

"!" Just after reading the first page, Yang Yuyao's face turned red instantly. He finally understood what the title meant. This was actually a book introducing the art of Long Yang. Yang Yuyao closed his eyes and closed the book, but couldn't help but open the book again and sneak a few more glances. The book was accompanied by pictures and text, and each posture had its own name. The characters in the picture do not carefully describe their facial features, but mainly depict their postures.

"Hmm..." When Yang Yuyao's heartbeat calmed down, he finally saw what was wrong with the pictures drawn in the book. "No wonder it looks weird. It turns out that the proportions of this little man's body are wrong, which makes this posture so awkward. The structure of this picture is also wrong. Normal people can't do this posture." Yang Yuyao flipped through it. The back of the page murmured, completely unaware that He Qianqing had ended the communication there and turned his eyes to look at him. "This one...the elbow joint must be dislocated if the hand can be moved to this state."

"Is there something wrong with every picture here?" Seeing Yang Yuyao looking for faults so seriously. Seemingly forgetting what book he was holding, He Qianqing asked while suppressing a smile.

"I just read a few pages and can't draw a conclusion." Yang Yuyao replied, and then he realized who was talking to him, "Master...Master!" Yang Yuyao's face turned red again. It gave rise to a feeling of panic similar to that of being caught by parents for peeking at inappropriate reading material.

But the book he is holding in his hand is not a banned and bad reading material in this world. On the contrary, those relatively wealthy families will specially prepare such books for their children to read when they are thirteen or fourteen years old. It is not appropriate to use a word like this. metaphor, which is equivalent to one of the popular science books in this world. This is true even for those of the same gender.

Sometimes Yang Yuyao feels that the world's attitude towards some things is very strange and contradictory. Whether it is splitting peaches or grinding mirrors, he will be regarded as an alien and disliked by people, but those who support male dotes dare to show off openly. , some high-ranking women may not only have a good face, but also have a mirror grinder, and they will not shy away from it. Co-authoring is physically possible, but emotionally it is considered absurd. Yang Yuyao seemed to have figured it out.

"What is there to be ashamed of? We are not people who practice the method of cessation of desire." He Qianqing hugged the person from behind and said with a chuckle, "On the contrary, those so-called people who practice cessation of desire secretly I don’t know how lewd it is.”

"..." He Qianqing's words suddenly reminded Yang Yuyao of the scene he had seen at the Yuelai Inn in Bianliang Kingdom, and he fell into silence.

"What are you thinking about?" He Qianqing asked, placing a kiss on the young man's slender neck.

"I just suddenly felt that things in this world are more complicated than I originally thought." Yang Yuyao hesitated for a moment and then replied.

"That's natural. Does Xiaoyao know Duobo Country?" He Qianqing suddenly asked.

"I have heard that in the neighboring country of Ruliao, it is said that the monks there like to use all kinds of tricks. The head-lowering technique originated there." Yang Yuyao thought about it for a moment and then replied.

"Yes," He Qianqing nodded, "There is a custom among mortals in that country that a married woman must live in the sacrificial hall for at least one month after the wedding before she can go home to live with her husband. What's more, the bride must You can't go home until you are pregnant. And the priests of that country need to abstain from sexual intercourse with women."

"Ah, this..." Yang Yuyao once again felt that this world was too bizarre, but it was hard to say that such a thing did not exist in his original world, but he just didn't know it.

"Of course, Xiaoyao, you can just treat them as anecdotes that have nothing to do with us. Let's talk about this book. Are you interested in it, Xiaoyao?" He Qianqing put his arm around Yang Yuyao's waist and picked it up with the other. Yang Yuyao asked with a smile as he put down the book.

"I have to study first to see which method can save more effort before I can answer your question, Master." Yang Yuyao answered seriously.

"Okay." He Qianqing, who actually already knew the answer, smiled.

After He Qianqing agreed, Yang Yuyao realized that something was not right. He Qianqing let him choose, which meant that he would accompany him to read the entire book. Yang Yuyao was more embarrassed to watch it together than to watch it alone. Yang Yuyao became a little uneasy, his face became hot, he no longer looked at the wrong details, and he even turned the pages of the book much faster. But even so, Yang Yuyao still felt some changes in He Qianqing's body. The hot touch was transmitted through the fabric, making Yang Yuyao uncontrollably distracted, and he could hardly stand the book anymore.

Although Minguo is a small country, it takes several days to cross it. It is now the spring plowing season, and the fields are full of busy farmers. For Yang Yuyao, this scene is interesting and novel. He grew up in the original world. There is no agricultural production in that area. For children like him who are far away from the land, the scene of farming can only be seen in videos.

Of course, even if you see it, it is not the same as this world. Even in terms of topography, these cultivated lands in Minguo are distributed in very flat and open places. They are definitely good fields suitable for mechanized large-scale planting. But these farmers are different. It is said that machinery is used, but even cattle are rarely seen. When it comes to plowing, most of it is still done purely manually. Although it looked novel, Yang Yuyao had no intention of trying it. He just watched and took this scenery into his mind.

He Qianqing looked at Yang Yuyao, who rested his elbows on the window sill of the carriage and held his cheek with his hands as he looked into the distance. There was still a faint blush on the young man's beautiful face. Such an occasional taste was like eating a snack. , don’t have a taste. And it wasn't long before Yang Yuyao had the energy to see the scenery.

"Xiao Yao is interested in such a scene?" He Qianqing asked with a smile.

"Well, probably because there is no such scene in my memory," Yang Yuyao replied, "Does Master know anything about farming?"

"Just a little understanding. What does Xiaoyao want to know?" He Qianling put his arms around the young man and asked.

"There's nothing in particular that I want to ask." Yang Yuyao replied. He was not fully dressed yet, only wearing a loose undershirt. He didn't leave the carriage anyway, so others couldn't see in. Just because of He Qianqing's movements, the inner garment became loose and slipped again. Yang Yuyao was not angry about this, but just straightened his clothes naturally.

He glanced at Xunlian. Yi Ziqi had not sent any new messages yet. He wondered whether he was still studying how to convert virtual books or had other urgent matters to deal with. To be honest, now he has basically adapted to the situation in the world of immortality where monks chat without responding. It’s normal even if you don’t contact your friends for a long time. Of course, this is nothing. Everyone has their own life and needs to practice, and it is not the subordinate who needs to be on call at any time. Even if you are a subordinate, you should not disturb me after get off work.

"Speaking of which, it should be Qingming Festival soon..." Yang Yuyao looked away, and it started to rain lightly outside the carriage again. It was always like this these days. It started to rain around this time, but it was not heavy. , which does not delay the movement of the carriage at all, nor does it delay the farmers in the fields from continuing to work. It's just that the patter of rain was very effective in aiding sleep, and the slightly cold temperature made He Qianqing's arms particularly comfortable. Unknowingly, Yang Yuyao began to feel sleepy again. Such weather was really hypnotic.

He Qianqing lowered his head slightly and saw that Yang Yuyao finally fell asleep in his arms. He slightly adjusted his posture to make the boy more comfortable. "Speaking of it, Xiaoyao, do you know..." He Qianqing gently stroked Yang Yuyao's cheek and muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear. He Qianqing felt that his boy was definitely special to him. Yang Yuyao, who did not like others to be too close and touched, allowed his touch and request. Trust him unscrupulously, and sleep by his side without reservation.

When He Qianqing realized that he had thoughts about the child he had picked up and raised as his disciple beyond the relationship between master and disciple, his possessiveness began to act crazily. His Xiaoyao was so good that he wanted to take him away from him. Yang Yuyao hid in a place where no one else knew. The past Qingyuan Peak was actually equivalent to his prison in disguise. His rules not only protect Yang Yuyao, but also prevent others from prying eyes.

It's just that Yang Yuyao happened to be a person who didn't like to move around since he was a child, which made the invisible cage created by He Qianqing even more seemingly non-existent. While other peers of the same age were jumping up and down, eager to climb mountains and ridges, unable to settle down like a wild monkey, Yang Yuyao rarely even walked around Qingyuan Peak. As long as he is provided with a relatively comfortable room that can meet his basic living needs, and some books, paper and pens, Yang Yuyao can stay in the house without stepping out.

But this child is so sensible. At a young age, he has already taken the initiative to learn and help He Qianqing do things within his ability. If Yang Yuyao hadn't thought that he should do these things, so he walked out of the house and went to other places in Qingfeng Sect, he could stay in his room until the end of time.

However, Qingyuan Peak was part of the Qingfeng Sect after all, so it did not truly isolate others, nor did it isolate people's hearts, nor did it avoid danger for Yang Yuyao. And He Qianqing himself has always underestimated the evil of human nature.

When he found Yang Yuyao again, this desire became even stronger. It was so strong that he could not accept that Yang Yuyao was not with him for a long time, and it was so strong that he directly exposed his dark thoughts to Yang Yuyao. However, under Yang Yuyao's rational persuasion, He Qianqing hid such dark thoughts deep in his heart. But on the contrary, He Qianqing trapped Yang Yuyao with him on the pretext of worrying about Yang Yuyao's safety. Don't let him come into contact with too many people.

As for Yang Yuyao, except for discussing the plan with He Qianqing at the beginning and confirming the distance, he did not raise any objections. Therefore, He Qianqing couldn't guess whether Yang Yuyao realized that he was locked in by He Qianqing, or whether he didn't notice at all.

"It would be great if it could always be like this..." He Qianqing held the sleeping Yang Yuyao and secretly thought to himself, they could always be together like this. But things in this world are unpredictable, and even the monks who are the best in the world in deduction skills would not dare to assume that they know the future well.

Yang Yuyao's pursuit of his promise that day was by no means unreasonable. He Qianqing also knew in his heart that no matter how strong he was, and the monks touted him as the best swordsman today, there were still people outside the world. Protect people 100%. Besides, how could someone who really wanted to deal with him be so stupid as to confront him head-on? Naturally, he will find ways to use tricks, and Yang Yuyao is his weakness and will be the primary target for others to take advantage of him.

What's more, just Yang Yuyao's appearance will bring Yang Yuyao malicious covetousness. Countless people are obsessed with him and want to possess him. He Qianqing is guarding him, and there are still people who force him to kill chickens to scare monkeys. The king of the dragon clan, who was repelled by He Qianqing and the emperor of the demon clan Huang Yan, was still unwilling to accept it when he left. Yang Yuyao would indeed encounter more fatal dangers and be more likely to die unfortunately, but He Qianqing just wanted to avoid thinking about this possibility.

"Well, Master, you can actually wake me up." Yang Yuyao opened his eyes drowsily, yawned, rubbed his eyes and said, "There is no need to pamper me like this."

"It's my pleasure, Master." He Qianqing said with a smile, looking at Yang Yuyao who was still not very awake and had a slightly confused look in his eyes. He Qianqing couldn't figure out why Yang Yuyao was so lethargic. Is it possible that his body has adapted to the six hours of sleep a day when his soul was incomplete in the past, and that he cannot change now?

The carriage continued to drive in the light rain. The amount of rain was completely negligible in Tu Shan's opinion, so she just used the Water Avoidance Technique on Red Comet without intending to stop to take shelter from the rain. Red Comet did not feel tired either. In addition to the Beast Spirit Pill that gave it a qualitative leap, Yang Yuyao would occasionally feed it some pills as snacks as rewards, which made its physique even better after running all day. There's no problem staying up all night.

What's more, although the carriage is large, it has become easier to pull up after repeated modifications and optimizations. At the same time, the substantial shock absorption makes this carriage extremely comfortable to ride. If the road conditions are good, you will not even feel that the vehicle is moving. The reason why Yang Yuyao is so persistent in optimizing this aspect is of course because he feels that too much shaking during driving is not conducive to his research in the carriage. Even though he had never heard of myopia and other vision problems among monks, Yang Yuyao still believed that he should take good care of his eyes. If your eyes really suffer from problems due to improper use, you will still be the ones who feel uncomfortable.

Yang Yuyao returned the Dragon Control Technique in the account to He Qianqing. Just when he was thinking about whether to find another book to read or study something else, Yi Ziqi finally contacted him and passed it on to him. , and a virtual book called "Knowing the Pill".

Yi Ziqi: Ayuan, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long. This book "Knowing Pills" is a book that introduces how to judge the efficacy of unknown pills. I think you will be interested.

Gu Yuan: Ziqi, thank you very much for your hard work.

Yi Ziqi: You're welcome. I estimate that I won't be able to convert the other books into virtual books until later. The head master has asked me to help with the work again. I will contact you after I finish.

Gu Yuan: Okay.