Shu Guan picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea, thinking that as a time traveler, it felt quite good to bluff the technological giants of this era with theories that would be known to everyone for generations to come.
After Tang Jinan's body shook, a strange and bright light appeared in his eyes.
"... Only by seeing the most microscopic can we understand the most macroscopic... Yes, it should be like this... By the way, quantum, quantum, the quantum theory proposed by Professor Albert may be the best way to solve all these mysteries. Good theory..."
Tang Jinan seemed to have completely forgotten where he was at this time, and kept mumbling to himself in a daze.
Shu Guan laughed dumbly. He didn't expect that his casual words would cause such a big reaction from the nerdy professor.
And Shu Guan didn't want to sit here all night with Tang Jinan, thinking about these complex physical problems with him.
"Professor Tang, I heard that you brought something back from the Western Continent this time and wanted to give it to the government of the Republic of China, but you don't know what it is?"
Then Shu Guan interrupted Tang Jinan's thinking and asked.
Tang Jinan came back to his senses and saw a hint of vigilance in Shu Guan's eyes. Then he shook his head and said:
"I can't tell you!"
Shu Guan was not disappointed, thinking that this nerd didn't really know anything about the world.
After Tang Jinan rejected Shu Guan, he seemed a little apologetic. After all, he heard the white paper man say that if it weren't for the young man opposite, he might have been kidnapped by the Rising Sun people.
"...Actually, it is the result of some research I have done over the years. I think that result should be of some help to Dahua now, so I brought it back."
So Tang Jinan whispered again.
Shu Dian nodded, and then asked another question.
"Professor Tang, why do you want to come back?"
Judging from the importance that the Kingdom of the Rising Sun attaches to Tang Jinan, we can know that Tang Jinan's research results must be extraordinary. If he stays in the Western Continent, Tang Jinan will naturally be able to rely on this research result to bring him huge wealth and reputation.
After Tang Jinan heard this question, he was stunned for a moment. The look on his face seemed to be that he didn't understand why Shu Guan asked such a simple question.
"I went out back then just to come back and contribute my small amount to the construction of Dahua."
"Now, I feel that what I have studied will be helpful to Dahua, so I am back."
Then, Tang Jinan answered Shu Guan's question.
Two very simple sentences.
There was a ray of respect in Shu Guan's eyes.
The man in front of me is a true national warrior!
"Professor Tang, please extend your hand."
Then, Shu Guan said this to Tang Jinan very solemnly.
Tang Jinan looked at him in confusion, but still stretched out his hand.
Shu Guan picked up the turtle shell and placed it on Tang Jinan's palm, then picked up a few bronze coins and threw them on the turtle shell.
Tang Jinan finally understood what Shu Guan was doing, and his eyes showed that unique curious and inquiring look.
"Mr. Shu, are you telling me my fortune?"
"good."
"What's the calculation now?"
As the ancient copper coins rotate, the secret of heaven is slowly revealed in front of your eyes.
"Professor Tang, do you believe this?"
Shu Guan raised his head and asked seriously.
Tang Jinan was about to shake his head immediately, but suddenly remembered something and showed hesitation.
"I never believed it before, but now I'm not sure."
"...Perhaps, so-called science, at this stage, has not even reached the threshold of studying the nature of the world!"
He said somewhat sadly.
Shu Guan laughed, took the turtle shell from Tang Jinan's palm, and continued:
"Professor Tang has a smooth journey to Jinling. He will arrive at Jinling at dawn."
The secret revealed in Turtle Money Divination just now showed that Tang Jinan would not encounter any more danger on his way to Jinling.
To put it bluntly, most of the Rising Sun Kingdom cultivators in Shencheng had been killed by him not long ago, so naturally no one would pursue Tang Jinan anymore.
But just to be on the safe side, Shu Guan thought for a while and then shouted towards the second floor.
"Uncle Han, please come down for a moment."
A few seconds later, Han Biao and Wang Ru came out of the room and came to the first floor.
Han Biao walked down the stairs, while Wang Ru floated down directly.
"Uncle Han, Brother Shu, I'll go back first."
Wang Rutian smiled and waved her hand, floating past Tang Jinan, one meter above the ground, floating away from the wall like a piece of catkin.
Tang Jinan had already stood up from the chair, opened his mouth wide, pointed at Wang Ru, and was babbling so hard that he couldn't even speak clearly.
"That's a ghost."
Shu Guan explained for him.
Tang Jinan made several gurgling sounds in his throat, and his whole body froze as if petrified.
Shu Guan picked up the life-saving knife on the table and threw it to Han Biao.
"Uncle Han, your knife has been repaired."
Han Biao heard the words carefully and quickly took out the life-saving knife from the scabbard.
The snow-white blade reflected Han Biao's blue-black face, with a happy smile on his face.
Then he raised the knife and swung it a few times, and several beautiful blades appeared on the long and wide blade as he twisted his wrist.
Before Han Biao became a corpse puppet, he was originally a master of martial arts. Although he was best at using flying knives, it did not mean that he did not know other weapons.
Just from the few sword patterns just now, we can see that Han Biao is not only good at using swords, but also extremely knowledgeable.
Then Han Biao sheathed the sword again and nodded towards Shu Point with great satisfaction.
With this life-saving knife, Han Biao's combat effectiveness has naturally improved a lot, which is enough to be on par with the real Fetal Movement Realm experts.
"Uncle Han, go to Jinling and deliver Professor Tang safely to Jinling."
Then Shu Guan said this.
Although the hexagram showed that there would be no more danger for Tang Jinan along the way, Shu Guan decided to let Han Biao accompany him.
After all, the art of divination is not 100% effective. Shu Guan had already experienced this last night.
When encountering some special people or things, the secret may not be revealed.
…
Around nine o'clock in the morning, Han Biao and Paper Man came back.
They successfully sent Tang Jinan to Jinling.
Of course, the paper horse technique was used. Otherwise, even if you drive a car, given the traffic conditions of this era, you would never be able to travel between Jinling and Shencheng within five or six hours.
"Are you sure the person who came to pick up Professor Tang is okay?"
Shu Guan still checked with Han Biao carefully.
"The person who came to pick up Professor Tang was an official from the Republic of China government. He also knew Professor Tang. He seemed to be Professor Tang's former classmate. I followed them and saw the official taking Professor Tang to his home, and then I left and came back. "
Han Biao said so.
Shu Guan was finally relieved.
Then he remembered something and asked Paper Man:
"Who was it that entrusted you to escort Professor Tang to Jinling?"
Judging from Tang Jinan's appearance, he must have never come into contact with a practitioner before, and he came directly back from the Western Continent on an ocean ship, so there was no chance he would find someone to escort him.
Hearing Shu Guan's question, Bai Zhiweng was slightly startled and then said:
"The little old man doesn't know that this business was taken over by Li Lin. I heard that he seemed to be a wealthy businessman in the city. Li Lin had done some things for him in the past. He knew Li Lin's ability, so he came to Li Lin this time. ”
Shu Guan raised his eyebrows, pondered for a moment and said:
"Go and ask your companion who entrusted him with it, and tell me then."
The reason Shu Guan wanted to know the identity of the client was because he still had some doubts in his heart.
That's why the client arranged for several practitioners to escort Tang Jinan in advance... as if he knew that having practitioners from the Kingdom of the Rising Sun would be detrimental to Tang Jinan.
Moreover, how did the practitioners of the Black Dragon Society of the Kingdom of the Rising Sun know that Tang Jinan had returned to China with important research results?
The more he thought about this matter, the more Shu Guan felt that there seemed to be something hidden behind the fog.
"I'll go and ask now."
Paper Old Man said quickly.
"It's not urgent."
Shu Guan waved his hand and said:
"From now on, you can do whatever you need to do. If anything happens, I will come to you."
The white paper man quickly took out a piece of white paper, folded a paper crane, then stretched out his fingers to make a few strokes on the paper crane, and handed the paper crane to Shu Guandao:
"Mr. Shu, if you are looking for me, just tell the paper crane and I will know."
...Isn't this equivalent to a Taoist mobile phone...
Shu Guan suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart. Although it could only guarantee one-way communication within thirty kilometers, it was quite convenient.
Shu Guan took the paper crane and placed it under the table.
…
The next few days passed peacefully.
Since coming to Shencheng, things have happened one after another. Shu Guan has almost no real free time, and even his practice has been affected to a certain extent.
In the days since Tang Jinan was sent away, nothing special happened, but the business of Shuguan Horse Racing Center was getting better and better.
The effect of Du Wenqiang's ceremonious introduction at his family's night banquet finally began to show. In these days, people began to come to see the fortune teller, or ask Shu Guan to check the feng shui.
Naturally, Shu Guan judged everything accurately, and all the guests were convinced in the end.
Then these people spared no effort to praise and recommend to others. Now the name Shu Xingyun has spread rapidly among the upper class circles in Shanghai. Many people know that in Duolun Lane, there is such a person who can be called A young man who is like a "living god".
However, as more and more people came to seek fortune telling and fortune telling, Shu Guan's horse racing hall now even felt like a crowded place, which made Shu Guan feel a little distressed.
Although good business is something to be happy about, it is now so good that he doesn't even have time to drink tea, let alone practice or do other things.
So Shuguan made a painful decision, that is, he would only receive ten guests a day, and the others would queue up and make reservations by themselves!
Although he also likes money, his purpose of opening this fortune-telling parlor is not to make money after all.
And his decision actually enhanced his status in the eyes of Shanghai's upper class people.
A truly capable person should be so capable and confident!
After listening to what Du Wenqiang told him about the evaluation of his decision by Shanghai's upper class, Shu Guan couldn't help but sigh and said that hunger marketing is indeed king.
And more than half a month passed like this, one night, Shu Guan was ready to go out and lie down, because it was the day of the monthly gathering of the secret cult again.
Shu Guan took the secret order membership badge and left the horse racing hall. But before going to the North Bund Pier, Shu Guan went to Yang Ruijun's house and asked Yang Ruijun if he wanted to go with him.
Yang Ruijun said that her mother had a serious cold these days and she wanted to spend more time with her mother at home, so she would not go this time.
Shu Guan thought for a while and gave Yang Ruijun the method of transferring one's spiritual power into other people's bodies to help mortals cure diseases and strengthen their bodies. Although some terminal diseases cannot be cured by spiritual power alone, minor illnesses such as colds and colds can't be cured by spiritual power alone. Disease can be easily eliminated.
At 8:50 in the evening, Shu Guan's figure appeared at the North Bund Pier.
The silver-white steel ship had quietly docked on the shore of the pier.
A faint white mist enveloped the hull of the Beiming.
Now Shu Guan knew that ordinary people could not see this ship at all, and what blocked ordinary people's sight was the layer of white fog.
Beiminghao is in Shencheng, which is something only practitioners know.
Shu Guan once asked Du Wenqiang if he knew there was such a huge white building ship in Shanghai. Du Wenqiang looked confused at that time.
Even Du Wenqiang, a Green Gang boss who controls most of Shanghai's docks, doesn't know about the existence of the Beiming, let alone others.
Shu Guan walked towards the Beiming.
Yang Ruijun had already asked Yang Ruijun to draw another face on his face. Of course, it was not based on Yang Ruijun's aesthetics, but the appearance of a very ordinary young man.
Along the way, there were three or three practitioners walking together. Some of these practitioners walked in from outside the dock like Shu Guan, some came out directly from the ground, and some walked and appeared next to Shu Guan out of thin air.
What Shu Guan found most interesting was that a blue carp suddenly jumped out of the river. When it landed on the shore, it had magically transformed into a beautiful woman wearing a blue gauze skirt.
There are actually monsters!
Seeing the woman swaying onto the Beiming, Shu Guan was stunned for a long time.
You must know that in this era, it is not easy to meet a real demon clan.
Then Shu Guan also walked to the gangway. The captain of the Pluto, an elegant and handsome middle-aged man, stood by the gangway like last time, with a charming smile on his face, greeting everyone who came on board. member.
Shu Guan walked past him and walked up the gangway.
The middle-aged man did not pay special attention to Shu Guan, and of course he did not stop Shu Guan like last time.
Shu Guan knew that the captain could sense the membership badges on everyone.
After getting on the boat, we walked into the magnificent hall with round arches. There were already many practitioners in the hall, dancing on the dance floor or entertaining in the billiards and mahjong area. Of course, there were also many sitting at the bar. Drinking and chatting over there.
It was still the same as last time, a happy atmosphere like team building.
And Shu Guan knew very well that some practitioners really came here to have fun with the mentality of participating in team building.
Shu Guan walked towards the bar area.
He was not interested in mahjong, billiards, gambling, and he couldn't dance, so he could only go to the bar area to kill time.
Because the trade fair won't start until around ten o'clock.
Before coming to the bar, I saw the same young handsome man and beautiful woman as before. When Shu Guan sat down, the beautiful female bartender came over.
"Sir, what do you need to drink?"
Although she herself is a practitioner in the Qi-entraining stage, this female bartender is like a real bar staff and is very respectful and polite to everyone who sits at the bar.
"Bring me a drink... Macafidi."
Shu thought for a moment and recalled the name of the whiskey he drank here last time.
That is indeed a good wine.
Then Shu Guan added another sentence:
"No ice."
And when he announced the four words "McAfeedie", a woman sitting across the bar glanced at him as if inadvertently.
That woman was Sister Moli, whom I met by chance at the bar last time. She was one of the top fifteen members of the Secret Order.
The Macafidi whiskey with a certain view was recommended by her last time.
In fact, Shu Guan had already seen Sister Jasmine sitting across from her, but he deliberately didn't let himself look over there.
Of course, out of the corner of my eye, I could still see the woman named Jasmine today, wearing a yellow pleated skirt and a purple turtleneck sweater, although no skin was exposed. But she undoubtedly showed off her extremely sexy figure, full of the charm and charm of a mature woman.
But this time, Ms. Jasmine was not sitting alone at the bar. There was an old man with silver hair sitting next to her.
He was a very elegant and elegant old man, wearing a silver-gray three-piece suit, with a gold pocket watch chain exposed on his chest. His silver hair was combed back, and he had golden eyes, which shone with a wise and deep light.
There was a glass of red wine in front of the old man, and in front of Sister Jasmine was Macafidi whiskey. From time to time, the two of them would toast to each other and chat in low voices.
And Sister Jasmine was not as aloof as the last time I saw her. When talking to the old man, a smile would appear on her pretty face from time to time.
When this woman is not smiling, she is as cold as the bright moon in the sky.
But when she smiles, she is as bright as a spring flower.
Smiling or not, they are both so beautiful that people are fascinated by them.
Shu Guan pricked up his ears, curious to hear what Sister Moli and the silver-haired old man were talking about.
Although there was a lot of people in the hall, with Shu Guan's ears, it should have been easy to hear the conversation just a few meters away.
Unfortunately he heard nothing.
Sister Moli and the silver-haired old man were obviously moving their mouths, but Shu Guan could not hear a trace of their conversation.
Shu Guan had no choice but to give up.
The silver-haired old man, like Sister Jasmine, is also the kind of practitioner whose shades are difficult to distinguish.
However, according to Shu Guan's guess, these two people should be powerful in the Yuanying realm, but they can conceal their cultivation to a certain extent.
Yang Ruijun didn't come, and there was no one in Shuguan to chat with, so he could only sit and drink alone in boredom.
When he was slowly finishing his fourth glass of Macafidi whiskey without ice, his head was already a little drunk, and he raised his hand to look at the time. It was already nine-fifty.
At this time, I saw the silver-haired old man across from me taking out a golden pocket watch from his arms, opening the cover of the watch gracefully and looking at the time, and then said something to Sister Jasmine.
Sister Jasmine picked up the wine glass, raised her head and drank most of the whiskey in one gulp. Then she waved to the silver-haired old man with a smile, turned around, left the bar, and walked out of the hall.
As expected, she just comes here to drink a few glasses of wine every time.
As for the silver-haired old man, after Sister Jasmine left, he also stood up.
He clapped his hands, and a clear and clear voice spread throughout the hall.
"Today's trade fair will be held in ten minutes. I am the host of today's trade fair. Those who want to participate can come to Room 5 upstairs."
After finishing speaking, the old man held a glass of red wine and walked directly towards the stairs leading to the second floor.
So Shu Guan also drank the remaining wine in the cup, used his spiritual power to drive away the alcohol, and then stood up.
He was still looking forward to the Secret Order Fair that he was going to attend for the second time.
After all, he had gained a lot last time.
I don’t know what I will gain this time.
(End of chapter)
