The expression of the old man named Uncle Mo changed when he heard this. The pair of eagle eyes that originally gave people a great sense of oppression also relaxed a lot. He nodded slightly towards Ji Qinglin and said:
"Not bad, the response was quick."
Then he turned to look at the red-eyed girl and said with concern:
"How's it going? You're not hurt, are you?"
The voice was slightly hoarse, but the tone was very soft, completely different from the gesture just now when he rushed in and seemed to kill everyone in the room.
The red-eyed girl shook her head and said:
"It's okay, but the feeling in my left leg hasn't fully recovered yet. Where are you?"
"Everything has been taken care of. Should we leave now or wait until the leg recovers?"
Afraid that she would be exposed by the frivolous things she had just done if she continued to stay here, the red-eyed girl replied without any hesitation:
"Without further ado, let's leave now."
"good."
As he spoke, Uncle Mo turned around and looked around the room, then took out his wallet and pulled out a few red coins.
"Thank you little brother for your help. This small amount of money is not a sign of respect. I hope you will forget about meeting us."
As he said that, he put the money on the table and put a corner of it on the book.
Ji Qinglin put down the pistol, but did not hand it back. After all, the threat from "Uncle Mo" in front of him was still too great.
Uncle Mo stepped forward and picked up the red-eyed girl and walked out.
Ji Qinglin reminded:
"Don't forget you still owe me a favor."
When the red-eyed girl heard this, she was afraid of Uncle Mo's interrogation, so she urged:
"I know, Uncle Mo, hurry up and leave."
Uncle Mo didn't understand what was going on, but he also understood that it was not advisable to stay here for a long time, so he quickly rushed out of the main hall with the red-eyed girl. Although he was thin, he still flew out like a ghost with the red-eyed girl in his arms.
As soon as he saw Uncle Mo come in, Ji Qinglin noticed that this person's movement skills were quite strong. Seeing that he was about to leave, he immediately turned on his "Spiritual Observation" and followed him.
Even though he was holding someone in his arms, there was still no sound from the soles of Uncle Mo's feet, and his movements were not greatly affected. With a trail of afterimages behind him, he crossed the iron gate in one flying step.
By the time Ji Qinglin chased her to the door, Uncle Mo had already carried the girl to a stretched black car with no lights on.
Hearing the movement behind him, Uncle Mo said warily:
"Any thing else?"
Ji Qinglin chased him to the gate, just wanting to complete the scan of the technique. When he was asked, he hesitated for a moment, then shook his head with a smile and said:
"No, have a safe trip and stay safe."
The red-eyed girl thought that Ji Qinglin wanted to ask for his name or contact information one last time so he could repay his favor, but considering that Uncle Mo just asked him to forget about it, she didn't dare to speak.
Thinking about it, it was indeed thanks to him that I was safe and sound today. Although this guy was frivolous, the fact of saving himself was right in front of him. It was really not appropriate to leave a few notes and leave without saying a word. He said helplessly in a low voice:
"My name is Qian Feng, Feng from Fenglin. Someone will thank you for me in the future."
Ji Qinglin didn't expect that the other party would actually give his name at this time, so he had to politely agree:
"Huang Shiro, Huang who studies the materials."
"...Uncle Mo, let's go!"
Uncle Mo didn't understand what the two young men were doing, and he didn't ask. He just put Qian Feng into the back seat, nodded slightly to "Huang Silang" and drove away. The black car had no lights on from the beginning to the end.
Ji Qinglin let out a sigh of relief:
"Phew, it's been an extremely fulfilling day."
The video has been saved by Divine Consciousness Observation. Uncle Mo's moving technique just now is called "Double Shadow Chasing Soul Step". It not only requires the movement of the meridians and acupuncture points of the legs, but also the proficiency of the steps is more important.
So Ji Qinglin did not go back to the house, but struck while the iron was hot and began to learn the general movements of Uncle Mo just now in the yard. With the guidance of spiritual consciousness, he became familiar with the movement of the meridians of the feet.
On the other side, Qian Feng also told Uncle Mo what had just happened in the courtyard after getting in the car. Of course, it was the version where he hid in the house and Huang Silang went out to distract the guards.
"So he's a really good guy. No wonder you risked telling his name."
Qian Feng really couldn't equate this frivolous person with a "good person", so he said perfunctorily:
"Anyway, he doesn't know my surname and identity, and he has no chance to meet me, so it doesn't matter."
"I hear you, put on the clothes next to the back seat first, and remove the bomb. I won't let people in the company see you in such a mess for two days."
There were no driving lights, but Uncle Mo was able to drive the car more steadily than on an empty asphalt road during the day. Qian Feng closed the window and changed clothes in the back.
After changing, he took out the small picture album he had just hidden from the pocket of his trousers. He had never seen such a thing before, so he took it away out of curiosity. Of course, he was different from that pervert. He belonged to Looking at it critically, it's just that this thing cannot be seen by Uncle Mo.
But when I took out the small picture album, I felt that the pants I had changed out of were wet. I couldn't help but think of the scene on the bed again, the hot and strong body attached to my body...
Qian Feng shook his head vigorously, opened the car window, and threw out the clothes he had changed.
Uncle Mo, who was driving, saw Qian Feng throwing something out and said curiously:
"What? What did you remember that made you so angry?"
"It's okay. By the way, Uncle Mo, besides equipping meridians and installing software, are there any other ways to use the exercises?"
"Why are you asking about this all of a sudden? Of course not under normal circumstances."
"What do you mean by normal?"
Uncle Mo cleared his throat and explained:
"Although many people don't know, you should know that the historians trained by the company have sufficient evidence to prove that during the historical fault period, a war broke out between human technological civilization and cultivation civilization.
Although we don’t know the specific circumstances of the battle, we already know the result: the cultivators disappeared, whether they left or died in battle, and some of the dead immortals’ consciousnesses were broken and scattered. This allowed many artificial intelligences to have autonomous consciousness and later revived. Human science and technology also began to use technical means to restore ancient cultivation methods, and then modern cultivation was born. "
Qian Feng opened the window and said:
"So isn't this the only way to practice?"
Uncle Mo shook his head and said:
"You can't say that. Modern cultivation is actually more like a one-sided imitation of human technology. It is academic but not spiritual. You can't feel it when you are young. But when you reach our level, you will feel a breakthrough that is out of reach. Feeling of powerlessness.
Judging from the latest investigation report, the outbreak of war is not all part of the collision between the two civilizations. There is also the cooperation between the immortals and human scientists. Although it is just speculation by historians based on clues, I think That may be the true scientific and technological cultivation that learns from each other's strengths and complements each other's weaknesses, but this method must have been lost in the dust of history. "
Qian Feng originally just wanted to ask "Huang Silang" about how he learned the yin-yang pole skill in a blink of an eye, but Uncle Mo seemed to have misunderstood her meaning and gave her another popular science introduction to the birth history of modern cultivation.
"Aren't these just educated guesses? Where is the evidence?"
Uncle Mo suddenly lowered his voice and said:
"Isn't the part of the immortal's body collected by the master the evidence?"
"Uncle Mo, is the legend about gathering the remains and becoming immortal true?"
"I don't know, but if we can really collect the remains of immortals from all families, then this person's ability will be almost the same as that of an immortal."
