"Fifteen hundred years," the young man thought for a moment, "probably, the calendar of the cultivation world at that time was quite confusing, and I can't remember the specific year."
Rong Tong was still calm, at least on the surface. She even seemed to be thinking along his words, "A thousand...five hundred years? When was that, the age of Tianshan Snow? Civil strife in Junzhou , Invasion of the Silver Armored Army, Kunlun...are they still in the initial stages, right?"
"Almost, but the creation of Kunlun Grassland was something that happened after I came here."
"Then you were quite unlucky. It was a chaotic time, right?"
"Well, it's quite messy."
"..."
Rong Tong couldn't speak anymore. She tried to open her mouth several times, trying to maintain her indifferent "reminiscing about the past", but she couldn't utter any syllables in her throat. She was like a person who stood on the podium but had forgotten the script of her speech. She was at a loss and her thoughts were confused.
In fact, many things can be gleaned from his words - the Yuanying stage is known as the "half-step immortal", and the life span is only six hundred years, and the transformation stage doubles to 1,200 years. The monks who have lived for fifteen hundred years can only be in the stage of rejuvenation. The number of big men with such cultivation in Junzhou can be counted on two hands. Thinking about the woman who may have entered the stage of rebirth, but was respectful to him and called herself Bai Zhi, his realm may be even higher. In addition, since Bai Zhi is suspected of being from Kunlun, it can be proved that he and Kunlun are definitely not involved. It is difficult to say whether the camp is an enemy or a friend. If it is the enemy, is his purpose of approaching him in the first place really simple? Or is her quarrelsome relationship with him enough to make him show mercy and let her go?
Too much "business" should have immediately set off alarm bells for her, and she should have quickly started thinking about all the variables and coping strategies. But there was a strong emotion interfering with her judgment. After the initial trance, sourness fermented in her chest, rising up her nose and throat bit by bit.
Fifteen hundred years have passed since the end of the earth, when the world went from the last Western Roman Empire to modern civilization, and chronicles could fill an entire library. Even if a person spends his whole life, it is just a point in such a long timeline. Even if that bit comes from the hometown where he grew up, the cultivator arrogantly reconstructed almost his entire life using ten times a hundred times the age.
You see, he now has almost no resemblance to the big boy in her memory. He actually can't even remember what he looked like before. But that can only be said to be reasonable and excusable. After all, any past events are insignificant in the face of time. People who are less than 100 years old can hardly imagine such a long life, and she is the same. There is no guarantee that if she were the person who had lived for more than ten centuries, she would remember more about her hometown and her former self than he did.
She finally had to force herself to face the reality - the sixteen-year-old Rong Tong might still live in her heart, but the sixteen-year-old Zhang Wei would probably never be seen again in her life.
She lowered her head, and a pure white handkerchief was handed to her by a clear-jointed hand.
"I'm not crying." Rong Tong said muffledly.
"Yes, I know," the other party's voice was very soft, as if coaxing a little girl, "It's just that the night wind here is strong, and it may easily hurt your eyes. This veil is made of ice silk. You can apply it first. apply."
Where is the night breeze? Isn't this whole area of heaven covered by his miraculous barrier?
But her eyes were indeed sore, and he noticed it, so he softly found a lame excuse for her without asking why. Perhaps he could already see into people's hearts if he lived in such a state as him.
Rong Tong was silent for a moment, but did not take it away. Instead, he took out two identical white handkerchiefs from the Qiankun bag and folded them into his hand.
"I used the cleaning technique to clean it before and then soaked it twice in the spiritual spring to dry it to make sure it was all clean." She said calmly, "I have always been grateful for your care."
She raised her head and sat up straight, "Well, let's talk about business now."
He then calmly took back the veil, the look in his eyes did not change, he just nodded and said "ok".
The sky lanterns all around were rising and falling, and the lights were like stars, swaying with dim light.
"Since I was the one who started this, let me go through it first." Rong Tong paused, sorted out the past reasons, and slowly told the story of how he came to the cultivation world from beginning to end.
However, remembering the inherent rejection of Danmei by straight men like Zhang Wei, she thought about it and vaguely ignored the sexual orientation of this book.
It seems...it doesn't matter to straight men and women like them, right?
"You said you read about this world in a book before you traveled through time?" The young man tapped a few items with his index finger, but his face remained calm.
Rong Tong couldn't figure out what he was thinking. Normal people would get goosebumps when they hear the words "you and I are both people in the book". I don’t know if he has just become good at hiding it, or if he has really reached the point where everything is worthless.
She could only nod her head, "The big historical framework is correct, and that text message, it can't be such a coincidence."
"I've received similar text messages before," he said suddenly.
Rong Tong looked at him suddenly.
"Don't be so reactive. Although I am a bit forgetful as I grow old, I definitely don't dare to forget such important things." The young man joked helplessly at himself.
"No... I'm just wondering, how could you provoke..." Rong Tong didn't know how to describe the madman who sent the text message, "Um, that kind of person?"
"To be precise, it wasn't me, but my cousin who was responsible for it." He told her calmly about an oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooove.
If we start from the beginning, this matter probably dates back to the awakening of domestic film and television copyright awareness. The "prosperous age" with abundant resources was gradually replaced by the krypton gold membership system of various video websites. Conscious people silently add money, such as Zhang Wei, who has been a prostitute since elementary school. Some people who are used to free prostitution are still trying every possible means to do so. Some join Baidu Cloud's army, and some are taking advantage of others. Play with the account of Zhang Wei and his cousin...
"Um, your cousin...couldn't he be the straight guy in the game?" Rong Tong felt happy in his heart, but when he thought about what he was doing in the past, he felt inexplicably guilty, and he quickly shut up in an attempt to cover it up.
"Sorry, I may not remember exactly what you are talking about." The young man was helpless, "But I only have one cousin. It seems that my uncle took care of our family a lot back then, so it is usually not something too excessive. I basically respond to everything I ask of my cousin. So that’s probably who you’re talking about.”
Rong Tong was silent for a while, and she suddenly remembered that Zhang Wei's family... seemed to be a single-parent family. His father passed away due to an accident long ago.
That's why he was grateful to his relatives and friends who helped him in times of need. Therefore, even though his cousin had a dark history of using his ID to speak out, Zhang Wei still sent his account password to a well-known video website where he had a large membership. This cousin.
I originally thought that the purpose of this kind of account is just to watch one more episode that is exclusive to members, and it would be no big deal if I lent it to others. But he didn't expect that Gang Jing's power never depends on the occasion. When he logged into his account one day, he found that the private message that seemed to be a decoration actually exploded.
"Basically, the girls who came here to scold me and 'teach me how to be a good person' were the girls," he recalled, even showing a slightly funny expression, probably because he didn't know how to evaluate his own mood. "I was quite confused at the time and checked the message records. Only then did I slowly figure out the whole story——"
The cause was probably because his cousin got into an argument with a group of fujoshi in the comment area while using his account to watch the show. To be precise, that anime is a shounen hot-blooded manga, but the pacing is tight and the characters are brilliant. It is a genre for both men and women. As soon as there are more female fans, all kinds of CP gangs will come. The terrible thing is that the heroines in the series still have little sense of existence, so for a while, the barrage of male and female CPs filled the screen, and now the male fans are I was completely angered and started all kinds of reports and abuses.
And Zhang Wei's foul-mouthed cousin was the one who scolded him the hardest and scolded him the most. Originally, the only thing I would say when discussing matters is "KY get out of here", but he is very good at diverging his thoughts when typing on the keyboard. A science guy like Zhang Wei, who can never hold down an 800-word essay, can't get enough of him. All of a sudden, "women are all easy girls", "pastoral girl boxing", "famous male stars are all sissies", "money-worshiping black fungus"...these are the words that cannot be hit by eight poles, and the two are stunned. The rivalry between a group of viewers escalated to sexual antagonism, and there were also a group of aggressive primary school students who liked him, which angered the female viewers who originally just wanted to watch the show in silence. The comment area was filled with blood and blood, and finally there was a riot. The administrator was forced to close the review...
Rong Tong was calm and collected at first, but when he heard the word "rotten girl" again, his heart skipped a beat and he became a little uneasy.
Why are you involved with these people again? Considering what happened to him before, wouldn’t Zhang Erlunzi have also been “exiled” to undergo “re-education through labor in Danmei World”?
She continued to listen in a trance. At this time, Zhang Wei and several other rhythmic IDs were banned, and they were considered to have fifty hits each. This was what made him so miserable that he couldn't speak out. He couldn't even apologize, clarify, and settle the matter.
"At that time, I was busy leading the team to work on a very important project, and it was difficult to find time to deal with it all at once." In addition, online trolling is a common occurrence on the Internet. Bigger things can make you want to slaughter the other nine tribes, but that's just showing off your power online. I haven't heard of anyone actually crawling along the Internet cable to kill someone's whole family. He didn't really take it seriously, he was careless.
The war in the comment area was put on hold for a few days, and the flames broke out again when some girls hung the screenshots of the scolding war on a tree hole. Weibo is a gathering place for a large number of female compatriots. The girls are at home, and there is an overwhelming amount of verbal and written criticism of straight men's cancer. Especially Zhang Wei's unlucky cousin has become the target of public criticism. Of course, Zhang Wei himself is even more unlucky. Since his account was registered early, the non-mainstream selfie with his ID picture has never been changed. Although he had manually removed it after the incident to avoid causing trouble, he couldn't help but be What was posted was a screenshot of the comments at that time - so I don’t know which three-dimensional acquaintance sold him like this.
Zhang Wei was very busy in the third dimension and rarely used Weibo. By the time he realized that the situation was serious, harassing phone calls started to come in one after another. He had to take some time out of his busy schedule to look online, what a guy! His real name, job, education and even mobile phone number were all revealed.
At first, he tried to explain in a nice way that the troll that day was really not him. Unfortunately, the girls didn't believe it at all and insisted that he just wanted to blame him. He contacted his cousin and asked him to get out and do all the work for himself, but his stupid cousin completely lost the aura of blaming others online, and the speed at which he was blocked was astonishing. He was having a headache about what to do next. They were all a group of angry little girls. He couldn't really deal with them violently, right? As a result, an inexplicable text message popped into his mobile phone...
"That text message was quite long, with all kinds of words piled up in it. Not to mention, the literary talent should be pretty good. But at that time, I had the biggest headache reading such a long article, so I glanced at it quickly and found that it was full of nonsense, like a The naughty kid who was in the late stage of secondary disease was almost hopeless. I deleted it at the time and didn't pay much attention to it." He pressed his forehead and seemed to regret for taking it lightly at that time.
"About a week later, I woke up from my sleep and realized that the world was no longer the world, and I was no longer myself."
"After a week?" Rong Tong frowned, the efficiency of emotional time travel was quite unstable. "How much of what was written in the text message do you remember?"
"Everything I can remember is here." He flicked his long sleeves, and a stone slab appeared out of thin air on the desk. It was densely engraved with characters, Simplified Chinese, and the characters were so ugly that it was hard to see directly. There was indeed Zhang Erluzi from high school. legacy.
Zhang Wei, who is over 1,500 years old, seemed very calm when faced with the leakage of his ancient handwriting that might wipe out his reputation for a lifetime. "When I first came here, I didn't have much, so I could only pay attention to it like this. As time went by, The handwriting may be a little unclear.”
Don’t have much to offer and can’t even get paper? Thinking about the ratio of cities and towns in Junzhou 1,500 years ago, it would be like traveling into the mountains and old forests...
Rong Tong's mood was a bit complicated. Even if he didn't say it explicitly, she could sense that his start would be much more difficult than hers.
She calmed down and leaned over to take a closer look. She was helplessly aware that what he said before about "taking a few quick glances" was indeed true. It could be seen that the person who carved the words was already racking his brains to remember, but he finally wrote What came out were only short sentences and a dozen keywords. Guessing the original meaning, there is almost only one central meaning - "After identification by the sisters, Zhang Wei, a dead straight man like you, is really a waste of air while alive and a waste of land when dead. In order to prevent any unfortunate female compatriots from being harmed by you in the future, we It was unanimously decided to expel you from Earth."
Rong Tong frowned, "That's all?"
"What else do you think there will be?"
For example, "all sexual orientations are equal", "all Sima are discriminating against homosexuals", "wash your outdated thoughts in a world where everyone is gay"... and so on.
Indeed, the two text messages had a lot of similarities in tone, and the way they traveled through time was almost 90% similar. She would find it hard to believe that it wasn't a group of people who did it. But according to her speculation, the person who sent the text message is not a silent master. On the contrary, she/he enjoys the pleasure of being a judge. Before messing with you, she must let you know where she has offended her. /He, it’s best if you not only suffer, but also cry and regret for the rest of your life.
After typing so many words, but only half of the "judgment words" were spoken, wouldn't that person panic?
The young man stepped back slightly. The girl was so focused on studying the slate that she didn't even notice that a strand of her long hair had fallen to his hand. As soon as he lowered his head, he could see her fragrant shoulders looming under the thin material of her clothes.
"So thin...", such an impression flashed through his mind. He was suddenly thrown into an unaccompanied world. She must have been having a hard time this year.
"Have you ever thought about a problem, the time difference." He lowered his eyes and looked at her.
Rong Tong was stunned for a moment, and then immediately raised his head, facing his eyes like a fountain, which glowed with a little bit of light under the light of the lamp.
"Calculated in terms of Earth years, my time travel is one and a half years earlier than yours."
"A year and a half?" Rong Tong forgot to look away for a moment, and she said: "...but "The Evil Disciple", that one, was serialized in the last two months of this year..."
If she was traveling through a book, then there was no such book a year and a half ago. Why would Zhang Wei be in the same world as her?
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Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or gave me the nutrient solution~
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