Although the remote location of this room and its degree of secrecy, it is easy to give people a "Bluebeard's Room" speculation, thinking that there may be some secrets in it that will be disposed of if discovered. But in fact, when you really walk in, you will find that it does not look sinister or sinister at all. This was not Rong Tong's first time here, but the moment she stepped in, she still felt a sense of confusion in time and space.
The room is not large in size. It has a cherry-like wood floor, which has been cracked by the long years of sunshine. You can hear a "squeaking" sound when you walk up. There is a medium-sized wooden shutter directly opposite. , adjusting the rather dazzling light outside to make it comfortable, the light and shadow divided into strips are shaking on the futon under the window; in the luxurious transparent cabinet made of white liquid crystal, all kinds of strange and unknown things are displayed Gadgets that could be used for whatever purpose without causing any spiritual fluctuations, and occasionally some jade slips and handwritten notes. Various formations were painted on the wall painted light blue. Rong Tong had already learned the basic formations under Baoqin's guidance and knew that they were all used to cool down, dehumidify or remove dirt. It makes people feel that the owner of the room is a person who pays great attention to the quality of life and has all kinds of ingenuity.
But doesn’t anyone think there’s something wrong with the style of painting?
"Fellow Taoist, have you ever come in...here?" Rong Tong's expression was a bit hard to explain.
"I've been here before because I had to take inventory of the books in the library." The young man who came in later put out his lantern and put it on the wooden floor.
So why are you still acting so calm?
"The furnishings in this room, Master, are really unique." Rong Tong pretended to have no experience in the world and tried to bring the topic to the most "modern" style blinds.
"Fellow Taoist, look at this window. I have never seen this before..."
"Isn't it just a horizontal lattice window with diagonal lattice?" The young man turned his back on her and arranged the ornaments in the transparent cabinet, and ended the topic casually.
Oh, it turns out she really has never seen the world...
Rong Tong shut up in silence, thinking, "Sorry to bother you, I shouldn't question the rigor of the author's settings..." So she obediently went to find the notebook she hadn't read before.
She didn't see the man standing opposite her quietly suppressing the smile in the corners of his eyes.
"I am going to practice first. Fellow Taoist, please feel free to stay here." He closed the transparent sliding door of the cabinet.
Rong Tong thought he was leaving, so he nodded, and saw him walking straight to the futon under the window, crossing his legs and sitting down.
……Eh? Practice on site? !
"You are not allowed to leave your post without permission while on duty. Please forgive me, fellow Taoist." The young man explained warmly,
"If you have any questions, just ask me anytime."
"Okay..." Sure enough, the time to practice is like toothpaste, you can squeeze it in as much as you want.
Rong Tong suddenly felt a little stressed. She felt like she was back in the real library at the end of her college days. The top student was reciting the GRE beside her. She was holding an idle book in her hand and was at a loss as to what to do, so she could only continue to read the idle book nervously...
She squatted down to look for her target this time. Suddenly her heart moved slightly. She looked back with a little curiosity. The young man sat quietly with his eyes closed in the interlaced light and shadow. Because he was facing away from the sun, he looked a little dull. His facial features were a little blurry for a moment, and his figure seemed to blend into the long autumn light. He looked like a pearl of fairy dew. Looking at it again, he felt normal. Looking at it again, he felt that this person was a bit like returning to his original form... It was almost like It all depends on how you guess the personality of those pictures you see at first glance.
She hasn't seen many other people practicing. Maybe this is the magical aura brought about by the gathering of spiritual energy?
Rong Tong looked away blankly and tried to turn his attention to the notes of the head of Kunlun.
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"Jade Emperor Sanqing Zundao Holy Mother Mary, Lian Chao, you are really cheating and leaving the Milky Way——"
After a long while, Rong Tong read another handwritten note, rubbed his eyes, and sighed in his heart.
According to the idea in the notes, her cheap master is not only very creative, he has even preliminary demonstrated the feasibility of using spiritual magic weapons to connect the monks' spiritual consciousness into a local area network, even for a pure liberal arts student like Rong Tong , you can also see the shadows of protocols, routers, switches, servers, etc. in it, which can be called the Turing of the world of cultivation.
Heaven was probably afraid of him, so he let him ascend early... If he is allowed to toss in the mortal world for a few more years, the world of cultivation will probably make a great leap. He will surpass the United Kingdom, catch up with the United States, and directly move towards modernization!
"Fellow Taoist, can I borrow the books here?" Rong Tong carefully held the notes and asked under the window.
"What do you think, fellow Taoist?" The young man still had his eyes closed.
"...Yes, it shouldn't work. I understand, I understand."
Rong Tong sighed in his heart. Sure enough, he shouldn't have his hopes up at the beginning. The ancient books and documents in the university library are not borrowable at will, let alone the precious original manuscripts of the leader's writings?
She reluctantly took out the jade slip, preparing to carve all the contents into it, and then showed it to her all-purpose Baoqin to see if it was possible to make it.
However, the process is very difficult. But the progress of carving jade slips does not depend on how strong your spiritual consciousness is, but on your understanding of the content. If you understand 100% the characters you are carving, then carving jade slips is just like copying and pasting. fast.
But if you just know it but don’t know why, then it’s over. What you carve into each time will be very different from what you imagined, just like garbled code, because the jade slip cannot understand things that even your brain cannot understand. You need to make corrections again and again, and you will often find out in despair that the more you make corrections, the more mistakes you make.
The problem is that the skills she currently has that are related to science are all in finance. At most, she can read financial statements and manage accounting documents, so that she can fully understand the principles of Internet construction...
You are making things difficult for me, Fat Tiger!
She raised her neck with a headache, stretched her waist and tried to adjust her condition. As a result, she glanced around and saw a keyword on the spine of a book.
Hey, have you seen this book just now?
She took another closer look, and her heartbeat suddenly jumped a little faster. She almost crawled two steps with her hands and feet, and hurriedly pulled out the notebook from the cabinet. She turned page after page, her eyes getting brighter and brighter.
Is there really a content compiler for Yu Jian? Wardtian——
This notebook introduces another method of copying jade slips in the simplest language. It directly converts the text into substitute symbols and inputs them one by one, and then translates the substitute symbols into understandable language. It is a bit like elementary programming.
Although the efficiency may be a bit low, it is still better than not being able to reproduce it at all. And to think about it again, the content in the jade slips can be understood immediately after scanning it with her spiritual consciousness. In other words, if she reads it again after carving it, she will be able to move towards a network engineer in the world of cultivation!
Black technology, absolutely black technology in the world of cultivation!
She was now like a scumbag who saw a bottle of smart medicine in front of her. She almost stumbled and carved a paragraph into it with a pious mood, and then probed her consciousness into it. Then she found that there was an extra paragraph in the sea of consciousness, which was related to her. The original text just engraved is exactly the same...
Oh, I’m sorry to bother you again, it turns out that I can only play PPT.
Rong Tong turned over without giving up, and when he reached the last page, he unexpectedly saw the words "To be continued in the next chapter". She ignited a little hope again, what if, what if there is a more ideal way to reproduce the next chapter... However, she searched around the cabinets on both sides, but did not find the existence of "the next chapter".
Didn't have time to write?
"Um, fellow Taoist, this notebook..."
She had to feel guilty to once again disturb the librarian who was practicing.
"The first draft of the full text is in the third jade slip from the left on the second floor of the cabinet next to you." The administrator gave a professional answer in a timely manner.
"Okay, thank you!" Rong Tong thanked him quickly and quickly found the jade slip.
She couldn't wait to put her consciousness into it, and the familiar PPT appeared again in the sea of consciousness. It was densely packed with words... but she couldn't understand it.
Really, she recognized every word, but she couldn't understand every sentence that was put together. And it's not that enigmatic or difficult to understand. In fact, the author's language in the text is very simple... but not easy to understand.
Various subjects, predicates and objects are omitted without distinction, the preface does not match the suffix, and there are also all kinds of weird abbreviations. For example, she can recognize that "spiritual cultivation" means "spiritual cultivation", and "nothing is wrong" means "spiritual cultivation". WTF? There is also a whole sentence abbreviated into three characters, all replaced by "~" in the middle... The whole text gives people the feeling that the author is full of ideas, but the coding speed cannot keep up with the ideas, so he omitted large areas, hoping that readers can understand him a little better. Pass.
...What a ghost!
She remembered that during her high school days, one of her classmates who was a top student in the science stream and was able to participate in the competition also wrote the political history homework for the winter vacation in this way. As a result, she was kicked out of the classroom every day after the school started by her class teacher who was a Chinese teacher. The reason was that she could not even speak human words. He cannot teach students who cannot write clearly.
Therefore, if this author lived in the education system of the earth plane, no Chinese teacher would be able to tolerate him surviving nine years of compulsory education.
Rong Tong very much hoped that this was just gibberish. However, she reluctantly withdrew her consciousness and scanned it in again, but it was still the same eye-catching text.
In a trance, she took out the paper version with smooth sentences and rigorous diction and compared them page by page. The more she compared, the more confused she became. Leader, Xiao Gong, Lian Chao, tell me why there is such a big gap between your first draft and the final draft? Can you please keep your perfect, template-like character for a little bit?
Then she turned to the first page again and found a line of small regular script under the headline that had been ignored -
"On the sixth day of the ninth lunar month of the Jiashen year, senior brother Ming Yu Jingzhi wrote a treatise on Zhixun
Okay, the perfect character collapsed.
Rong Tong's steps were weak when she stood up. Many years later, she recalled the fear of being dominated by Jinshan's typing in elementary school computer class. Fortunately, after hurriedly and slowly, I finally "copied" something valuable, even if it was just a drop in the bucket of the notes in this room.
Before leaving, she tried to get close to this inspirational librarian. Although she could come in alone next time, she still hoped that he would still be around. This fellow Taoist was simply alive. Automatic bibliographic retrieval program - although it may be rude to think so - but it is really useful! !
Although the little brother seems to be calmer, he is actually very talkative. He even told her his name very easily. Gong Changzhang, a single name is Wei, yes, he is the one with the highest rate of duplicate names on the earth. That "Zhang Wei".
Growing up, Rong Tong himself met all kinds of relatives, friends, neighbors, classmates, colleagues, customers, and even "Zhang Wei" who set up a stall selling pancakes at the door, delivered express delivery, and delivered takeout. In a novel, this is simply a common name for passerby NPCs.
This is simply... great! She suddenly had a weird brain circuit. If she had more contact with this kind of characters who had nothing to do with the plot, she might not be slowly marginalized by the plot.
"Reciprocity is a courtesy, so what is your name, fellow Taoist?" Zhang Wei still sat quietly with his eyes closed.
"Me?" After thinking for a moment, she decided to tell the truth.
"Rong Tong, Rong Guang's Rong, Tonghua's Tong."
Very good, this perfectly avoids Zi Guang's identity.
"Rong...Tong..."
He seemed to be startled for a moment, then slowly opened his eyes, just in time to see the girl who had walked to the door turn her head and look back.
From the young man's perspective, he could clearly see the bright side profile of the girl. She seemed to be habitually intertwining her hands and fingers behind her back, and her long hair hanging on her chest moved from her shoulders as she moved. The upper stream flows down. Such an inadvertent action suddenly brought back some impressions from a long time ago.
"That's a nice name." There was light in his pupils.
"Thank you," she scratched her hair, "Thank you very much for your accommodation this time, Fellow Daoist Zhang. See you next time!"
"OK, bye……"
