Xuanmen ancestors approached science online

There is no problem with Suhui Technology's project, but Yu Qingdong will feel that it is a pit, purely because his internship task is too difficult.

He has part of the memory of the youth ghost, and he has recently taught himself a soft engineering course, so it is not a problem to deal with some small programs now.However, the final project submitted by the young ghost was too high-end, and the software was well done, so that his seniors had high expectations for him, and directly assigned him some of the more advanced tasks of the project team, which made it difficult for him to cope with the internship.

Fortunately, Yu Qingdong is a newcomer. He uses learning from his predecessors as an excuse not to do cutting-edge tasks directly. Instead, he does odd jobs and writes relatively simple programs, so he can do it for the time being.

But the more he is like this, the more the project team feels that he is calm, and the seniors who brought him are planning to let him participate in in-depth research and development.

Yu Qingdong: "..."

How on earth do you think of escaping as calm?

He couldn't believe it, and felt that it would be too difficult to fulfill the young ghost's last wish and go back to sleep if it continued like this, while thinking about whether he could change the subject of the final project.

The roommates were shocked by his thoughts: "Did you learn new technology at Suhui Technology, and feel that the software you made before is a bit rough?"

Yu Qingdong: "..."

I think you people are also very problematic.

Under the filter of confusion from the people around him, Yu Qingdong couldn't find anyone to talk to, so he went downstairs with a headache and bought a milk tea to comfort himself, and then started sending WeChat to harass his old friends.

Cui Chenghuang took pleasure in his misfortune: "I don't have such troubles, so I can't understand you. Or are you delaying your graduation?"

Yu Qingdong: "Are you a primary school student when you come up with such an idea?"

Cui Chenghuang: "Brother, are you also surfing the Internet? You can actually use elementary school students to swear."

Two people who are not very familiar with the Internet chatted with each other on WeChat for a while, and when the childish bickering was over, Yu Qingdong suddenly found out that the phone lock screen time was 45:[-], and the company had been off work for a while.

The office building of Suhui Technology is located in the downtown business district of Tanghu Lake, which is far away from University A. At this time, if he delays a little longer, he will not be able to catch the bus back to school.

He got up and packed his things, sealed the unfinished milk tea and put it in a bag, and hurried to the elevator.

……

On the top floor of Suhui Science and Technology Office Building, Yue Jingyuan finished approving the last document, looked at the clock hanging on the wall, put down the pen, and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"It's 45:[-]." He half-closed his eyes and said to Special Assistant Liang, "If it exceeds the normal off-duty time, you should go back and report to the accountant, and let them calculate overtime wages."

Liang Te helped push his glasses, a little worried: "Okay. Mr. Yue, are you going to go home directly today, or go hang some water again?"

Yue Jingyuan stood up: "Go back directly."

Yue Jingyuan always likes to do the right thing at the right time, and usually does not allow employees to work overtime unless there are special circumstances.He will leave work more than an hour late today, mainly because he had a small car accident before and was slightly injured. He had to rest at home for a few days and accumulated some work, so he had to deal with it urgently.

Special Assistant Liang did not agree with Yue Jingyuan's behavior. He wanted to persuade the boss to get anti-inflammatory injections, but when he touched Yue Jingyuan's indifferent eyes, he swallowed the words, walked out of the chairman's office with Yue Jingyuan, and turned back to his own office to pack his things.

Yue Jingyuan didn't wait for him, and took the elevator downstairs alone.

The elevator stopped on the eighth floor, and a young man with a computer bag strode in.

Yue Jingyuan glanced at it subconsciously, then froze for a moment.

Isn't this person the ancestor I met in Jinguan Pavilion, who could hurt people by picking flowers and leaves?

He was a little surprised, and looked at the other party twice, and suddenly found that observing the other party's Qingjun handsome face at close range, he could feel a little inexplicable familiarity from the facial features.

Yue Jingyuan was rarely at a loss.

He was sure that he had never seen this old ancestor before, but whether it was the deep eyes like a cold pool, the tall but delicate bridge of the nose, or the pale lips with mocking curves, they all gave him a feeling of deja vu. a feeling of.

He was puzzled.

At this moment, the other party raised his head with calm eyes, as if he was not surprised by his appearance.

……

In fact, Yu Qingdong had already had an accident.

He waited for the elevator on the eighth floor for a long time. The moment the elevator door opened, he saw a golden light that could almost blind people's eyes through the gap. I froze for a moment.

After so long, Mr. Eight Characters has not been destroyed by the police?

Yu Qingdong walked into the elevator with a slightly delicate mood. Since Mr. Bazizi was too dazzling, he waited for a while until his eyes got used to it, and then raised his head to look at the other person carefully.

Compared with the almost restrained gaze of the other party, Yu Qingdong is much more unscrupulous.

Different from the glimpse outside the Town God's Temple, he observed closely and found that Mr. Ba Zizi's facial features were more delicate than expected.But this delicacy does not damage his aura of war and gunpowder, and even adds a sense of danger and mystery because of the extreme contrast, which attracts people to want to know more about it.

This kind of temperament is too special, and the origin of Mr. Eight Characters may be unusual.

Seeing Mr. Bazizi showing a smile, Yu Qingdong returned a business smile.

Mr. Bazizi seemed to be encouraged, and he took the initiative to say hello: "Hello, are you a new employee?"

Yu Qingdong said friendly: "No, I'm an intern. You just came down from the top, are you a full-time employee?"

Mr. Eight Characters seemed not expecting Yu Qingdong to ask such a question, and he thought for a while before answering: "Yes." He paused, and his tone became firm, "I am. I have worked here for several years, and it is rare The mobile Internet project team on the eighth floor accepts interns, you must be very capable."

He praised it sincerely, Yu Qingdong's smile disappeared, and he said coldly: "You think too much, I'm just a bastard."

Mr. Eight Characters: "...???"

He was a little at a loss, standing in the suddenly quiet elevator for a while, and quickly found a new topic to ease the embarrassment.

"My name is Yue Jingyuan, what's your name?"

After Yu Qingdong answered, Yue Jingyuan whispered his name several times, and said, "I remember that the students who came to practice this time are all from University A. Are you going back to school now?"

Seeing Yu Qingdong nodding, he smiled and said, "What a coincidence, I'm going to your school to find Professor Ji Xiangchen."

Yu Qingdong finally looked at him again: "You know Professor Ji?"

Yue Jingyuan replied: "Professor Ji is the current investee of the Suhui Research Grant. I have something to ask him for clarification. Since we are on the way, why not go together? I happened to be driving today."

He spoke normally, but when the last word came out, the golden light above his head suddenly went out, and the handwriting was wiped out of thin air. A smear of blood poured out like water, splashing out strange and gloomy light spots, covering his whole body in an instant, twisting and forming a line New description -

The founding emperor may become the king of ghosts.

Yu Qingdong looked over, his heart trembled heavily.

This short line of words reveals a breathtaking bloody atmosphere: more than 20 years ago, he died with a ghost king who lost all reason. No one knows better than him how terrible disasters a ghost king can cause.

For so many years, he has allowed the formation to extract his mana, in order to suppress the chaos and prevent similar ghosts from wreaking havoc on the world.

He cannot and will not allow the ghost king to be born.

The light at the corner of the elevator flickered inexplicably and made a small cracking sound. The cold white light set against the thick blood on Yue Jingyuan's body, casting a terrifying gloomy aura on him, and his originally healthy face was suddenly stained with blood. His morbid paleness made his posture of silently staring at Yu Qingdong extraordinarily strange. The shadow was reflected on the four sides of the reflective metal elevator walls, and the narrow space oozes biting coldness.

Yu Qingdong looked at him, felt itchy eyes, and suddenly smiled.

"Okay, let's go together."

I'd like to see what waves you can pull off.

……

The two took the elevator to the underground garage. Looking at the dark and empty garage, Yue Jingyuan faintly noticed something strange, hesitated for a moment, stepped out of the elevator, and pointed to Yu Qingdong where he parked.

"There was a problem with the circuit in the garage last week, and it hasn't been fixed yet." He turned his head to look at Yu Qingdong. He felt that Yu Qingdong was tense and thought that the other party was not used to such an environment. After repairing part of it, the light will be much brighter after this.”

The voice fell, the elevator door closed, and the wind came through the hall, making a shrill whimper, the coldness that did not belong to autumn spread, the thick darkness blurred the corners of the garage support columns, there seemed to be fog floating in the air, and the emergency exit sign at the corner A piece of green phosphorescence bloomed, exuding a cold and damp feeling.

Yue Jingyuan felt something was wrong, his complexion changed, Yu Qingdong rubbed his itchy eyes, and curled the corners of his lips.

"Mr. Yue has a keen intuition."

Yue Jingyuan was stunned for a moment: "What—"

Before he could finish his sentence, Yu Qingdong narrowed his eyes, suddenly puffed up, and pushed him to the ground!

The piercing scream brushed past the ears, and the coldness penetrated the flesh and blood into the bone marrow. Yue Jingyuan stared at the ferocious grimace that appeared at an unknown time, his face froze with a touch of astonishment.

What is this?Is it the ghost in the legend of the ancient earth?

He could actually see a ghost?

Chaotic thoughts flashed through his mind, he didn't have time to think about it, he felt that he couldn't hurt this unscientific existence, he hugged Yu Qingdong's back with his back, and rolled neatly on the spot, avoiding the ghost claws that were shining green and cold, kneeling Zhidi, with a lunge step, didn't care about the wound that was not good at all, stood up deftly, intending to take Yu Qingdong to escape for his life.

Yu Qingdong smelled a faint smell of blood, and said coldly: "Stop."

Yue Jingyuan had a conditioned reflex, and in less than half a second, the ghost rushed over, and the ghost's claws pierced Yue Jingyuan's back.

Yu Qingdong's expression remained unchanged, he stretched out his hand and pinched it forward, grasping Li Gui's wrist impartially, and exerted a skillful force on his knee, pressing against Yue Jingyuan's lower abdomen, forcing him to let go.

The Li Gui hadn't realized that Yu Qingdong was unusual, so with a snarl, another ghost hand rushed down from mid-air, stabbing at Yu Qingdong's hand that was controlling it.

Yu Qingdong stretched out his hand to block it, easily pinched Li Gui's other wrist, squeezed it together, and smiled gently at it.

Li Gui's ghostly energy exploded all over his body, and he bluffed and let out a scream, the warning was full of fear.

Yu Qingdong ignored it, snapped his hands together, and with a crisp click, those sharp claws were torn off by him abruptly!

Yue Jingyuan: "?!!"

Is this the legendary fight against ghosts with bare hands?

Could it be that Yu Qingdong is a real boss who knows Taoism like the ancient earth?

Li Gui was twisted in pain, and could hardly maintain his shape. His screams were high-pitched and full of fear, each sound irritating the eardrum.

In the next second, the ghost claw turned into yin energy and dissipated. Yu Qingdong's brain seemed to be hit hard by something, his face turned pale under the pain, he took a step back involuntarily, covered his lips with his fist and coughed twice.

Yue Jingyuan was shocked at first, but when he saw this, he immediately showed a worried look, and stepped forward to help Yu Qingdong calm down.

Li Gui screamed heart-piercingly, Yu Qingdong swallowed the fishy sweetness in his throat, noticed that Yue Jingyuan's eyes were full of solemnity, and immediately realized that he could see Li Gui at this moment.

The underground garage is very cloudy, Yue Jingyuan has been injured again, and his luck may be low recently, Yu Qingdong is not surprised that he can see dirty things, so he doesn't care too much.

He turned his gaze back to the wolf howling ghost, and stared at it for a while, his itchy eyes were aching, and the light gold with lines gradually spread in his vision.

He is very familiar with this color, it is a symbol of the gathering of faith power.

Yu Qingdong's face also turned serious.

The ghosts who attacked them actually condensed a little bit of human faith? !

The author has something to say:

Mr. Eight Characters·Yue Jingyuan: Hello everyone, thank you for your support, it’s all thanks to everyone, I finally got my name today, and touched my idol’s little...

Yu Qingdong: Shut up!

Hey, when these two meet together, they are really typical mindless and unhappy.