In the Zhang family's villa, Zhang Xuezhou was still writing hard.
The human brain is unlimited, but the parts that people can control and develop are limited.
Even if Zhang Xuezhou is good at memory, the huge memory content within a few days is too much for him, and everything he experienced in the Holy Land of Evil Luo Chuan is also exciting to him.
Accordingly, Zhang Xuezhou didn't want to do anything at the moment. He just wanted to finish transcribing all the contents of these memories, and then empty his mind.
He didn't want his future to be like Ren Anran's, suffering from amnesia from time to time.
"Perhaps I will also pursue spiritual improvement!"
Zhang Xuezhou had not felt much in the past, but this experience gave him a sense of crisis in advance.
It was like the ominous premonition he had when heading to the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
Obviously, Zhang Xuezhou did encounter something unknown.
No matter how much he gained in bits and pieces, it would not be worth the consequences of Your Majesty's poor thinking and using his acting skills as proof.
One mistake and you lose everything.
If there are no unexpected benefits, his alt account has been scrapped, and many of the contents currently studied cannot save Zhang Xuezhou.
Any pioneering innovation obviously carries high risks.
Ren Shengsheng killed himself, and on the other side was General Zhang Xuezhou.
"unlucky!"
Just like Taojun, he complained, Zhang Xuezhou's pen tip kept moving rapidly, and pages of papyrus were taking shape under his pen like dragons and phoenixes dancing.
Regardless of whether he understands it or not, for someone like him who is a compulsive memorizer, everything that comes into his mind will be transcribed.
Zhang Xuezhou is also glad that he only has a similar form of hyperamnesia, not a real form of hyperamnesia.
He could memorize shorthand, but he was not incapable of forgetting.
If it is not used regularly, he will also forget it after a long time.
The decline period of short-term memory is about a week.
He couldn't stop at this moment.
"Don't disturb me, give me another two hours!"
A small sound of pushing the door came, and Zhang Xuezhou replied casually.
This made Zuo Lianguang, who was checking the situation, full of surprise.
This was the first time he was ignored like this, and it was also the first time he was rejected like this.
If he hadn't been afraid of disturbing Changkong Luo, he would have picked up the little thing and slapped it twice to refresh himself.
"What a mess you wrote!"
Glancing at Zhang Xuezhou's handwriting, Zuo Lianguang felt that the handwriting looked good, but it was obviously useless to scribble on it.
He snorted in his heart, and then slightly stepped back to check other areas.
"This old guy has indeed kidnapped someone. That kid is probably writing a cipher text. After Zhu Haishan and Wen Yishan bumped into each other, they were detained by Changkong Luo and unable to leave!"
In the hall, Zhu Haishan's eyes were blank, Wen Yishan held his head, and Chang Kongluo was walking back and forth.
Some thoughts came to Zuo Lianguang's mind.
But he didn't understand what Changkongluo wanted and what Zhang Xuezhou wrote.
"Is this old guy thinking about contacting other people while being monitored, so he let that kid keep writing and writing, and Zhu Haishan..."
"who?"
Zuo Lianguang had countless thoughts in his mind and kept guessing. His body showed the posture of a goshawk clinging to a tree trunk, which could be said to be silent.
But this level was still alarmed by Changkong Luo, which made Zuo Lianguang lament the huge difference brought by the sequence ranking.
But as long as Changkong Luo goes crazy and loses his mind in his later years, Zuo Lianguang feels that he will win.
After all, he is a normal person, while Changkong Luo is an abnormal person. After losing his mind, he can only rely on physical instinct to fight, and he cannot display his due strength at all.
His claws quickly bent like hooks, and with a strong push, Zuo Lianguang swooped down from a high place like an eagle.
It's not that he has nothing to do to climb higher, but that he can show off his strong side when he is at a high point.
"Left……"
Before Changkongluo could even express the surprise in his mouth, Zuo Lianguang had already fallen from the sky and grabbed Changkongluo with both hands.
"Bald Zuo, what do you want to do, old man?"
"Left bald?"
Changkongluo had a shocked look on his face as he dodged Zuo Lianguang's attack in great embarrassment.
He couldn't help being anxious and angry, and called out Zuo Lianguang's nickname.
"You arrogant old guy, you asked me to help you treat your alopecia back then, but now you don't recognize anyone in the blink of an eye?" Changkong Luo scolded.
"This...this...is this okay with you?"
Zuo Lianguang turned over and turned to the side, using the soles of his feet to prepare for another volley attack, but he felt a little bad in his heart.
There was obviously a problem with Zuo Teng's judgment.
Being able to call him nicknames and reveal some of his past events, Changkong Luo obviously did not fall into the madness of his old age.
Zuo Lianguang's eyes were shining brightly. He stared closely at Changkongluo, and saw that the other person's eyes were clear and not muddy at all.
He pointed at his brain, then at Zhu Haishan and Wen Yishan.
"There's something wrong with your brain!"
Changkongluo cursed.
He was also fortunate that besides him, there were Zhu Haishan and Wen Yishan in the villa. If these witnesses were not enough, he could go upstairs to pull up the sleeping young girl to testify.
That's how big the trouble is when you get into old age.
He just lacked sufficient witnesses at the Xuefu District Jishi Medical Center, and his life became a mess.
Changkongluo obviously didn't want things to happen again.
He is already one of the people locked up in the Old Mansion. The next problem is that he will never be allowed to go out, and he will not even have a chance to relax.
"Don't come close to me, I get upset when I see you." Changkongluo waved his hand and said, "Whenever you live in the mansion, we will be the only ones who live together!"
"cut!"
Zuo Lianguang snorted.
He came here to pick up corpses and get some benefits, and he didn't even think about going in himself.
As long as you agree verbally and then delay, time will pass.
From time to time, he gave a little bit of power to Zuo Jin and Zuo Quan, but he still lived a happy life in Zuo's family.
"Martial arts... martial arts!"
Zuo Lianguang pounced down quickly and silently. Not only did Wen Yishan not see it, but Zhu Haishan also didn't see it.
Wen Yishan didn't wake up until Chang Kongluo was standing in the corner a few meters away talking to Zuo Lianguang.
He looked at Changkong Luo, who had a wary look on his face, and then at Zuo Lianguang, who was lying on the ground in a strange posture, and felt that Zuo Lianguang's posture was quite elegant.
Wen Yishan is not from the ancient martial arts world, nor is he from the genetic fighting art system, but he still has basic judgment.
Zuo Lianguang's work may seem inelegant when he is lying on his back, but it actually gives people the sense of being like a pine tree with its roots and an extremely light feeling.
This kind of sense is extremely contradictory. Zuo Lianguang seems to be unable to pull it, but he may fly up in an instant.
This was a feeling that none of their martial arts instructors had given Wen Yishan.
After two exclamations, Wen Yishan's eyes shone.
"Old man, are you interested in joining our crew? I think you have the temperament of Xiang Wentian, the King of Heaven." Wen Yishan invited: "If you can come to the crew, I can reshoot everything related to this character!"
"What crew? What god, Xiang Wentian, what nonsense? What are you talking about? Why can't I understand a word of it!"
Zuo Lianguang complained repeatedly.
He made a misjudgment and was extremely embarrassed at the moment.
If he could take his mistakes seriously, he would dare to do what was a done deal, but Zuo Lianguang was self-aware and knew very well that he could not defeat Changkong Luo if he tried his best.
If Changkongluo was angered, he might be beaten to death in this villa.
Accordingly, he used Wen Yishan's words to cover up his embarrassment. His body lying on the ground began to relax and he slowly stood up.
This inevitably made Changkongluo, who was leaning against the wall, breathe a sigh of relief.
Zuo Lianguang was not sure of taking down Changkong Luo, but it was not convenient for Changkong Luo to take action at the moment.
Unless Zuo Lianguang really risked his life to kill him, Changkongluo couldn't do anything.
(End of chapter)
