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Faced with Tong Wu's question, Yan Jingchen's eyes unexpectedly dodged a little for the first time, and instead of answering, he asked, "How long has it been since you last ate?"

"..." Tong Wu didn't expect him to ask this, and he couldn't react for a while. He himself was very reluctant to talk about the need to live with blood.

"I remember, it must have been more than two months?" Seeing that he didn't answer, Yan Jingchen said it on his own.

Tong Wu couldn't hold back his expression and gave Yan Jingchen a blank look, as if "you know why you still ask me".

Yan Jingchen nodded, and said to himself with unclear meaning: "It's almost the nearest..."

Tong Wu's tone was very rude: "What exactly do you want to say..."

Hearing this, Yan Jingchen couldn't help but look at Tong Wu a few more times. Recently, this kid has become more and more honest with himself, not to mention the awe and respect for the head of the Kunlun School. His lukewarm attitude, and the two The defensiveness and unfamiliarity that Yue Qian faced with her made her look like a completely different person.

But Yan Jingchen doesn't dislike him like this, on the contrary, he still likes this kind of attitude in his heart.

The more I lived, the more I went back... Yan Jingchen supported his forehead.

"Actually, have you ever thought about why you haven't had the thought of drinking blood in the past two months?"

"...Isn't it because of practicing meditation every day? Oh! There is also the Kunlun mirror at work, she can suppress my blood desire."

"That's certainly part of the reason, but there's something more important."

Tong Wu raised his eyebrows, "For example?"

"For example, you sucked up a divine beast, and half of that guy's blood was mixed with fairy blood and demon blood. Although the aura is not as strong as pure fairy or pure demon blood, it is many times higher than the blood of mortals. In the first half of his life, when he stayed with me, he did not eat less panacea. After he left, he lived in the wild in the Kunlun Mountains. He ate many exotic flowers and plants in the steep places. The wonderful uses are endless. It can also save some good points."

"You mean, I don't want to drink blood recently, maybe it's because it's too good to eat too much?"

Yan Jingchen nodded: "This understanding is completely correct."

"So you're worried that I'll start killing again after the blood of the half-demon and half-immortal is consumed in a few days?"

"That's not true." Yan Jingchen waved his hand, "I put a restriction on the fragments of the Kunlun Mirror. Once you have the idea of ​​hurting someone's life, she will stop it with all your strength."

"Then you are still worried about the ball?" Tong Wu couldn't help throwing out a new sentence pattern he learned recently.

This was heard by Yan Jingchen, and his teeth itch with hatred—the little boy who is good does not learn to be bad, and the automatic teller machine has not yet figured out how to use it, but he is slippery when it comes to Internet terms. I don’t know that he is usually watching online what a mess...

Yan Jingchen endured for a while, and finally didn't ask himself to bite the child's mouth as a punishment, "I'm worried that you don't know how to eat even though you're hungry. With your stubborn mind, you may not know how to force your corpse to resist , it's fine if you control it well, if you don't control it well..." The scene was so miserable that Yan Jingchen didn't want to continue.

Being said to be the center of the matter, Tong Wu wanted to refute but couldn’t find anything to say, secretly annoyed: Tong Wu, Tong Wu, you’ve read thousands of books, but you can’t find a single word to justify yourself. , and Yan Jingchen, who is so goddamn, it's okay to talk nonsense and tell the truth, so let people have some space to think about the future, wouldn't it be good! ?

Of course, speaking of this, Tong Wu also knew what Yan Jingchen put in the bottle for himself.

He raised the bottle in his hand, and said with great certainty: "So you gave me this, and have a bottle when I'm hungry?"

"Well, steward Danfang spent more than ten days researching this stuff. If you can't stand it, just drink a bottle. If you feel any discomfort, tell him right away, and let him make more for you when you're all right. .

Suddenly, an inexplicable sadness arose in Tong Wu's heart - he was the only mortician in the world, and he had to try himself even to develop a new medicine...

As a matter of course, he accepted Yan Jingchen's favor once more, as well as the steward of Dan Fang who hadn't had time to pay a visit.

After Yan Jingchen left, Tong Wu lost the intention to meditate, and became dazed with the bottle of substitute blood in his hand.

I don't know which medicinal materials are used for this generation of blood, and how many exotic flowers and herbs that grow in Kunlun Mountains are used. Tong Wu can't think of any reason why he can accept them so calmly. In addition, when the liquid sloshed, it shone brightly and finely, even though Tong Wu hadn't entered the door of elixir, he knew that this medicine introduction must be a high-quality and precious thing.

Yan Jingchen came into Taoism with a sword, so he might not understand these things, Tong Wu thought that he should pay a visit to the chief elixir when he was resting, he always felt that the importance of accepting people's feelings must be known, and only after understanding these things can he feel at ease.

Make up your mind, hold this bottle of precious blood substitute in your hand, and it won't feel so hot.

Putting aside the matter of replacing blood, Tong Wu's attention returned to learning how to adapt to the life of modern people, poking here and there with the mouse, reading news on various portals that Hong Sui had saved for him in advance, He also thought about going to the city library that Hong Sui had mentioned - because there were many books there, and Tong Wu liked to read.

Hong Sui was actually not surprised that Tong Wu liked to read books. After all, although he didn't like to mention his past, he didn't mean to hide it deliberately. Study hard to seek fame and change his destiny, but he still doesn't want to follow his father to business occasions as early as other children. He prefers to study quietly rather than sensuality.

When Hong Sui heard Tong Wu talk about how she couldn't put down the book in the past, she couldn't help but show an obvious expression - if you have money and don't make money, you study hard, isn't this a nerd!

It's no wonder she slanders Tongwu so much, her train of thought has long been spoiled by the elder brother who is a gold-absorbing master.

On the same day, Hong Sui began to ponder: Isn't Tong Wu hired to be a network administrator?But this child is a little zombie who has only slept for more than 100 years. He can't even recognize abcd. Don't say that the computer has a problem and needs to be repaired. Let him learn how to be a qualified network administrator!Not to mention writing a firewall or something, even learning to use 360 ​​anti-virus regularly is also very good.

Just do what you say, and the next moment Hong Sui went to the "buy, buy, buy" section of Daomen Wuyou.com, bought a few second-hand computer tutorials left unused by fellow Taoists, put them into the shopping cart, and then filled in the delivery address to pay. The action was completed in one go.

At the moment, the second-hand books bought by Hong Sui were resting at Tong Wu's feet, and he was reading one in his hand.

Hong Sui had already taught the basic operation of the computer before, and Tong Wu was able to use relatively simple functions proficiently. Until a few days ago, he received a box that was half his height and extremely heavy, and the door to the new world suddenly opened up.

He still remembered that it was very busy that day, and the open space in front of the counter was likely to be occupied by customers from all walks of life. Tong Wu was busy directing them to line up and pay for the Internet card one by one. There was only a piece of ashes left in front of Wu, and he yelled at him with a smoky voice: "Come up and get the express delivery!"

Tong Wu: "..."

The guests of the Internet cafe were also stunned, apparently they had never seen such a powerful courier—or they didn't know what a courier was.

There was no way, the courier was waiting for no one, so Tong Wu had to temporarily seal the counter and go upstairs to get the courier.

The courier was wearing flip flops, a pair of colorless trousers showing dirty ankles, and a nondescript Taoist robe on his upper body, the corners of which were tucked into the waistband of his trousers, making him look sloppy.

He sat cross-legged on his sword, pointed his thumb behind his back and said, "This is the biggest box, move it yourself."

Tong Wu complained: "Isn't it a courier? Why don't you send it down." The service attitude is so bad, do you think I have confiscated the courier?

Obviously the courier didn't care about Tong Wu's dissatisfaction, and his temper was even bigger than that of the emperor Laozi, "Don't buy it if you think my service attitude is poor! I carry so many goods with me, they are all ancient books of fairy artifacts, which are better than those few mortal books of yours. Broken books are much more important, and I will give you these few broken books, can you afford to pay for the rest if you lose them?" As he spoke, he arrogantly handed a half-drawn yellow paper talisman to Tong Wu. In front of him: "Sign for receipt."

Tong Wu looked at the yellow paper talisman and said after a while, "I didn't bring a pen."

"Bring you to paralysis!" The courier took back the yellow paper talisman, swiped his two fingers on it and signed it for Tong Wu, then ignored Tong Wu, Yu Jianjuechen left, He didn't forget to leave a few words of ridicule: "A Squib who can't draw Fudu."

In the eyes of mortals, all they see is a scruffy courier driving away in a tattered tricycle with a motor. What Taoist robes and swords are all transparent, let alone his words ridiculed...

Tong Wu picked up the suitcase and went back to the Internet cafe, his face looked calm, but his heart was full of undercurrents: One day you will die of tenderness, you are a dog who looks down on others.

Fortunately, the customers who came to Kunlun Internet Cafe were very patient. After Tong Wu left for a while, no one in line complained.

He entered the counter, feeling apologetic and quick at the same time. It didn't take long before the long queue just disappeared. What should the customers do? The order of the Kunlun Internet Cafe is still as good as ever , and Tong Wu finally had time to unpack the box of gifts that Hong Sui gave him.

When he opened the box, Tong Wu was instantly dumbfounded.

A whole box full of dozens of books related to computers!

Starting from the introduction of computer operation, down to how to play games on the computer, up to how to use computer language, and even the operating system tutorial that has been eliminated long ago, it was full and immediately took up all the places that could be used in the counter, Tong Wu My head is full of black lines, and I don't even need to think about who bought this book.

The next moment, the internal phone on the table came after him.

Hong Sui was full of joy, "Baby, have you received the book?" Ever since Yan Jingchen changed his name to Xiaowu, Hong Sui also started calling him "Bao'er". Anyway, in Hong Sui's eyes, a person who is over 100 years old is just a child.

"received."

"do you like it?"

"I like it." If you don't like it, you will be beaten to death!

"Okay, you look at these first, and I'll buy them for you if you don't have enough." Hong Sui said happily: "Remember to learn all of these. I will hand over the computer repair work of our Internet cafe to you in the future. The organization is optimistic about you."