Xuanmen ancestors approached science online

Since his rebirth, Yu Qingdong has not paid homage to the patriarch for a long time. Seeing his colleagues engaging in metaphysics openly, he couldn't help feeling a little moved.Coupled with the fact that the programmer brother mentioned the boss just now, he suddenly remembered that he could help Yue Jingyuan seek asylum from the patriarch, so he changed his mind and accepted the invitation.

Seeing that he agreed, the colleagues rushed to introduce the details of the activity to him, and made an appointment with him to participate in the activity before starting work tomorrow morning.

After all, Yu Qingdong is an orthodox mage, and he attaches great importance to scientific rituals. When he returned to school after work, he specially asked the big brother from Northeast China to draw a portrait of Master Zhang. He also personally prepared good incense candles and utensils. altar.

The effect of a professional shot is different, and the layout should be carefully arranged to attract the attention of the studio members.

"It feels so delicate, even the patterns of the utensils are complete!"

"The brushstrokes of this painting are a bit familiar. It seems to be from a well-known artist? Yu Jiang, did you even find someone to ask for a draft?"

"If it's a virtual character, soliciting manuscripts is a routine operation? On the copywriting team, the mascot of Little Cuckoo is the one who solicits manuscripts, right?"

Little Pudding is the nickname of a copywriter in the studio. He has a shy personality and blushes when talking to girls, but he unexpectedly uses a cool Two-dimensional handsome guy as a mascot.

Yu Qingdong took a few glances at the portrait of the mascot, and felt that it was so colorful and lively that it looked like a middle-aged and elderly emoji. It had the illusion that his eyes were being disturbed, so he looked away silently.

It is more reliable for their ancestors who keep quiet and watch.

Amidst the hustle and bustle, Yu Qingdong took out the specially made incense sticks, stepped back a few steps to find a suitable place, carefully completed the ritual procedure, bowed to pray for Yue Jingyuan in his heart, and walked to the incense burner to burn incense.

The blue smoke curled up, and the smoke line was straight, and the meticulous portrait of the patriarch on the altar revealed a sense of compassion and sacredness.

The studio didn't know when it quieted down. Many people felt Yu Qingdong's solemnity. They couldn't help but stop and stared at him stepping and performing rituals without daring to show their atmosphere. They didn't let out a long breath until he was incensed. tone.

"It feels so formal, little brother Yu, what exactly are you praying for—"

Someone was asking in a low voice, when a voice suddenly came from the door of the office.

"What are you doing?"

When everyone heard the sound and looked back, they saw Yue Jingyuan standing at the door, holding the door frame with one hand, looking suspiciously into the office, and many people panicked instantly.

Although the company doesn't stipulate that you can't engage in metaphysics, it's always bad to do nosy things during working hours.

"It's nothing, nothing, we're brainstorming." The person in charge ran over with a dry smile, stopped Yue Jingyuan without a trace, and covered everyone.

Studio members hurried to clean up the mess.

Yu Qingdong knew that Yue Jingyuan's five senses were sharp, so he might have seen it earlier, so he sat down on his seat without touching the altar.

The chief planner was extremely anxious, and gave Yu Qingdong a wink like killing a chicken and wiping his neck.

Yue Jingyuan saw it from a distance: "..."

Don't think I didn't see it, the master I met first, actually engaged in metaphysics with you?

It's fine to engage in metaphysics, why don't you take me?

He stared at Yu Qingdong sideways with a bit of resentment for a while, then perfunctorily asked the person in charge who asked him what was the matter, then turned and left.

The members of Mirror Shadow immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and when it was confirmed that Yue Jingyuan was gone, they became active again.

But it was too early for them to worry.

After three o'clock in the afternoon that day, all the members of Jingying received lemons delivered by Liang Tezhu personally, one for each person, Yu Qingdong's one was especially big, and the color was ridiculously golden.

Liang Te pushed his glasses and showed a commercial smile: "Mr. Yue said, everyone has worked hard on brainstorming this morning."

Mirror owner: "..."

Special Assistant Liang turned to look at Yu Qingdong again: "Mr. Yue also said that Mr. Yu is the main force and consumes a lot of energy, so he carefully selected premium products and ordered a super large cup of kumquat lemon tea for you."

Yu Qingdong: "..."

Has Yue Jingyuan lost his mind?

Looking at the lemon tea that Liang Te's assistant handed over, he suddenly felt that what he met was not some founding emperor, but a fool.

24k purebred without water.

……

The act of giving lemons that day seemed to have opened the door to a new world for Yue Jingyuan. He who had been working hard every day suddenly started to wander around, and had to visit the mirror studio from time to time.

Because of this, the members of Mirror Shadow are trembling all day long, and they no longer dare to engage in petty tricks during working hours.

Yu Qingdong was still the same, every day after finishing his job, he took the time to do other business, either searching for classics without attracting the attention of his peers, or racking his brains to write a final thesis.

When Yue Jingyuan saw it occasionally, he would go over to help answer his doubts.

Soon he realized that Yu Qingdong's final project was very difficult and had already exceeded the other party's ability, so he looked through the personnel files left in his mind, and invited the other party to the top board of directors on the grounds of discussion the next day. In the chief's office, I broke apart and smashed a little bit to explain the topics and software codes.

Yu Qingdong suddenly realized what he heard, and finally sorted out his thoughts clearly.

Due to the relatively large amount of knowledge, the two agreed that Yu Qingdong would go to attend lectures every day at noon. Since then, Yue Jingyuan has never wandered around the mirror studio. Various planning programs refine the game.

After another week or so, Yu Qingdong's first draft of the thesis was completed, and Yue Jingyuan checked it for him. He felt that there was nothing wrong with it, so he praised him.

"I don't forget to improve my professional ability while cultivating the Tao scientifically. I am worthy of being a high-achieving student of University A."

The ancestors are so dedicated!

Yu Qingdong: "There's no need to..." so bragging.

Yue Jingyuan looked sincere: "I'm telling the truth."

Yu Qingdong looked at him silently for a while, then changed the subject.

He has been troubled for a long time, and Yue Jingyuan helped him solve this problem. Naturally, he wanted to reciprocate, and promised to catch the mastermind behind the ghost as soon as possible, and protect Yue Jingyuan until Yue Jingyuan was able to protect himself.

Yue Jingyuan was not in a hurry: "The other party came prepared, and will never reveal his flaws easily. Don't put too much pressure on yourself, take your time."

Yu Qingdong shook his head: "It's hard to say what else they will do, you have to learn how to deal with ghosts as soon as possible."

He had already seen Yue Jingyuan's keen intuition and excellent skills, but these were not enough to deal with some unscientific existences.Therefore, since he discovered that Yue Jingyuan was special, he began to recall the classics of spells he had learned before, tried his best to find new information, spent a lot of energy, and finally found a suitable self-protection method for Yue Jingyuan.

"You have purple qi, and you are born with the ability to suppress many things. It is not a problem to use a little self-protection." Yu Qingdong said, "When you are free some other day, I will teach you slowly."

Yue Jingyuan's eyes lit up.

"Don't wait another day, don't take your time, I have time today and now! Where can we go to engage in metaphysics, can my family do it?"

Yu Qingdong: "...???"

……

Under Yue Jingyuan's insistence, Yu Qingdong still went to the small villa where he lived that night to teach him how to use Ziqi, only to realize that he was really a worry-free student.

As for the main points, Yue Jingyuan can remember them after teaching him once, and he can master the difficult points by taking him to do it once. He doesn't even ask himself how he knows about purple qi and merit, and he doesn't ask whether he has seen through his origins. No curiosity at all.

Yu Qingdong was very satisfied with this.

It's not that he doesn't want to say some things, but he can't say them because of his understanding of certain rules. It's best for Yue Jingyuan not to ask.

As the study came to an end, Yue Jingyuan saw that it was time for dinner, so he asked Yu Qingdong to walk around the second floor and go to the kitchen to make dinner by himself.

Yu Qingdong didn't have the habit of wandering around. He wanted to find a book on the bookshelf to pass the time, but unexpectedly found a small altar on the bookshelf by the window.

He was a little curious, walked over to take a closer look, and stood still on the spot.

This altar has a simple format, but it is very formal from the utensils to the placement, which shows that Yue Jingyuan has studied it carefully.

But what shocked Yu Qingdong was not this, but the tablet enshrined on the altar, on which was written his Taoist name Jingxi, and the format was exactly the same as that of Shoujingguan!

He stared blankly at the incense burner, which was obviously frequently used, and the offering plate with fresh fruits, feeling absurd and fragmented like a dream.

Yue Jingyuan is enshrining him?

Has Yue Jingyuan been to Shoujingguan?

Did Yue Jingyuan recognize him early in the morning, or something else?

Does his awakening have anything to do with Yue Jingyuan's offering?

Looking at the traces of the incense burner, Yue Jingyuan worshiped it almost every day. Does it have anything to do with his inability to leave the body of the young ghost?

Countless doubts overwhelmed Yu Qingdong, and he stood there for a while, before he gradually came to his senses and noticed that there were other things on the altar.

He took a closer look and found that it was an ancient book with yellowed and curled edges, and the words "Shou Jing Guan Zhi" on the cover were very familiar - it was his master's handwriting.

Yu Qingdong clenched his fists and pursed his lips, staring at the classic for a long time, finally stepped forward, picked it up and opened it.

The purpose of entry is the preface, which was written by his master nephew Yunji himself.

According to the preface, when the author was writing this article, an amazing and talented disciple just died in the Shoujing Temple. This disciple's Taoist name was Jingxi, and he was the author's junior uncle.

Little Martial Uncle was born as an orphan, and his master was over sixty years old when he picked him up, so he regarded him as a grandson; the oldest of Junior Martial Uncle's contemporaries is half a hundred years old, and the youngest is also over [-] years old. It hurts to treat him like a son.

The author's Daoist name is Yunji, who is the apprentice of Senior Brother Shoujingguan. He is six years older than Jingxi, and he has been taking care of Jingxi since he was a baby. The relationship between the two is very good.For Yunji, this little uncle is not only his elder, but also his playmate, and also his younger brother raised by himself, which is of great significance to him.

After Jingxi's little uncle and the ghost king died together, everyone in the Shimen couldn't bear the grief. Yunji wrote this classic with the support of others to record the history of the sect and commemorate the outstanding people who made contributions to the Shimen. disciple.

Yu Qingdong always felt that there was something wrong with the preface, so he flipped through it, and found that this book was actually a ranking list of disciples' influence in the past, and the order of the rankings is quite... It's hard to describe.

"Shou Jing Guan Zhi" has a total of 120 seven pages, excluding the preface on the first page, the table of contents on the second and third pages, and then recorded [-] outstanding figures of the school:

The fourth page, which is the first page of the main text, records the founder of our school, which should occupy an absolute advantage in the entire book. However, there are only five short lines of introduction about him, and the specific deeds are blatantly written at the end, which is no longer available. Attached is a meticulous portrait, like a ghost drawing;

From page 60 to page No. 56, a total of [-] pages are all about Yu Qingdong. Not only did he list his various deeds in detail, but he also used a terrifying length to sing his praises. Out of the blind worship and pride of "if my little uncle was not born a few hundred years later and established a sect, it must be my little uncle";

Of the remaining 67 pages, more than 40 pages recorded the other [-] other outstanding disciples, basically one page for two or three people, and the last less than [-] pages recorded the history of the sect. The perfunctory writing almost broke the paper. There are sacrificial rituals written clearly and meticulously, which are of great guiding significance.

Yu Qingdong hastily flipped through the entire book, feeling that the hints in it were too strong. Not only were his doubts not answered, but more new questions arose.

Standing in front of the altar, he heard light and regular footsteps outside the door, paused, and looked back at Yue Jingyuan who walked into the study.

"Mr. Yue, may I ask, where did you get these things?"

The author has something to say:

Before taking Yu Qingdong home:

Yue Jingyuan: The master I invited actually doesn't engage in metaphysics with me, I just like lemons!

Yue Jingyuan: Not only am I fit, but I also want everyone to know that I am fit!

Yue Jingyuan: Not only do I want everyone to know, I also want them to join me!

Yue Jingyuan: Here, here is your super big cup of kumquat lemon tea!

Yu Qingdong: ...

What kind of fool are you?

After abducting Yu Qingdong home:

Yue Jingyuan: Is his grand nephew the only one who can play?I can do it too!I am a professional blowing uncle!

Yu Qingdong: ...

This idiot can't be saved, let's bury it.

Cough that, because there is no manuscript saved, Pindao wants to take two days off on Monday and Wednesday to write chapter v, Tuesday and Thursday will be updated normally, if you can think about Friday v...

So, Pindao will try his best to write, try to press v, and bow to fellow Taoists in apology first.