I'm really immortal

Zhu Juntang changed the bowl, the sheep's eyes were terrible, even though he was a fairy sheep, not the same kind as ordinary sheep, but it was inevitable that he would have emotions similar to things...objects.

After eating, Zhu Juntang left the table immediately so as not to delay Qin Yanan's cleaning up the table. This is also a very high level of self-cultivation and etiquette. Although he doesn't know how to work, he will not hinder or instruct others to work.

Liu Changan helped Qin Yanan pour out the leftovers, and followed her into the kitchen.

Qin Yanan opened the refrigerator and prepared some desserts. She feels that she has a good appetite recently. It may be that the gestational sac in her lower abdomen is absorbing nutrients from her body, but it is difficult for her to provide enough nutrition. Maybe the gestational sac will activate the dormant state again, causing She fainted... Well, she was too embarrassed to tell him.

"Why did you ask Zhu Juntang to check the fetal movement for you? It's not a fetus yet, right?" Liu Chang'an stood behind Qin Yanan and asked with a smile.

Qin Yanan is wearing a backless skirt today. The back waist is like soap wetted with water. It is smooth and delicate. There were strands of hair, but it didn't look lazy and messy, her delicate side face was slightly sunken, elegant and charming, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, she turned around and squeezed a pickled cherry and stuffed it into Liu Changan's mouth.

Fresh cherries have a crisp, tender and juicy taste, but they feel astringent after eating too much. Pickled cherries lose the greenness of the fresh fruit, but retain the sweetness of the cherries. It has that soft yet crispy taste, full of flavor.

Even though fresh cherries can still be eaten now, Qin Yanan prefers to marinate or refrigerate a batch of red bayberries, cherries, grapes and other fresh fruits when they are on the market in peak season. It has a completely different taste from fresh fruits. After a winter meal, eat some ice The cool candied fruit also feels very comfortable... Ordinary people should not eat too much, as it is easy to cause stomach upset.

"Zhu Juntang, it's not that you don't know that in front of close people, she is as cute as a child, holding that detector, no matter what I dodge, it just keeps rubbing against my stomach, so I have no choice but to let her I went... and maybe I can detect some data, so I'll just cooperate with her." Qin Yanan also said helplessly, while placing desserts on a long dinner plate and pouring sauces with simple patterns Come out and garnish with mint leaves and gold leaf.

Cute like a child?So cute, Liu Changan nodded.

"The inspection still needs professionals and professional equipment. Zhongqing is repairing Su Nanxiu's underground base in Hunan University. Most of the equipment can still be used. When it is confirmed that the base can be opened again, I will apply to her for permission to use it."

When Liu Changan destroyed the underground base, he had actually obtained the highest authority, but he could not destroy the gold coins. Now that Tesla is gone, there are no such anti-human robots as gold coins in the underground base. It would be a good thing to return to Su Nanxiu’s hands.

"Zhongqing was able to take charge of this matter because she already knew that Su Nanxiu was Su Mei's business." Qin Yanan knew Zhongqing's position in the Zhu family, and as the helm of the family, he would always cultivate a confidant.

This confidant does not necessarily have to be excellent in all aspects, the most important thing is to be controlled, which is more important than talent... For a giant like the Zhu family, a single person's talent has limited influence on it.

Just like Su Xiaocui, Su Xiaocui was just a substitute maid at the beginning, but she was loyal to Su Mei, and she firmly held the helm of the Zhu family on the bright side.

Zhongqing is the next Su Xiaocui, maybe she still serves Su Mei, maybe Su Mei trained for Zhu Juntang.

"Probably." Liu Changan remembered that he hadn't gone to barbecue with Zhongqing for a while, and Zhongqing was a bit busy recently, even though Su Meiyuan was remote control in Antarctica, there were still more things that required Zhongqing to do it himself.

"Will Su Mei really stay in Antarctica and marry a penguin?" Qin Yanan worried expectantly. If Su Mei would really marry a penguin, even if the wedding was held in Antarctica, Qin Yanan would be willing to charter a flight to attend the wedding, and would definitely present The most loyal blessings, I wish her and the penguin to grow old together, live forever, never die, and the sea will dry up.

Liu Chang'an smiled and didn't answer, what's wrong with marrying a penguin?Is there a discount for charging Q coins?

"This woman will come back sooner or later. It's impossible for her to stay in Antarctica safely. Even the simulation equipment in Antarctica is made of ice, but it's an old woman like her... The eagle catches the chicken... No, it's nothing." Qin Yanan said Without paying attention, he said what he usually cursed Su Mei in his heart, but it affected his image too much, so he quickly covered it up with incoherent words.

Liu Chang'an stretched out his finger and flicked Qin Yanan's forehead. The enmity between the two people really couldn't be solved. Even though Su Mei was far away in Antarctica, Qin Yanan didn't relax much, and still regarded Su Mei as his number one opponent.

Qin Yanan rubbed his forehead, feeling a little embarrassed, and walked out of the kitchen with the dinner plate, ready to take a shower, just now he sweated a little in the kitchen, maybe it wasn't clear enough for the pleasant fragrance.

Liu Changan went to the tool shop to see if there was any sheep-training tool at hand.

After a while, Zhu Juntang, who was eating dessert, saw Liu Changan coming out of the tool room. He was walking upstairs to the balcony with some sticks and bamboo windproof tarpaulins in his hand.

Zhu Juntang hurriedly followed him to see what he was going to do.

"What are you going to do? Are you making a tool for catching strange beasts tonight?" Zhu Juntang stood in front of Liu Changan, watching him cut open the bamboo strips with his bare hands, then stretched out his hands to remove the slender bamboo strands, and polished the bamboo strips.

Liu Changan glanced at Zhu Juntang without saying a word, lit the brazier in the corner of the balcony, held the bamboo strips and burned them for a while, and then bent them to a suitable angle.

The brazier on the balcony is not the brazier that Liu Changan made for barbecue today, but an atmosphere prop. Sometimes in winter, I don’t want to stay in a heated room, but I have to cook on the balcony with the cold wind blowing, creating a A small red clay stove, the sky is like snow at night, and it feels like drinking a cup.

After all, if you want to burn this brazier in the room, it will definitely be too hot... There is heating, and if you still burn the brazier inside, there is no atmosphere, and it feels a bit silly.

If you turn off the heating intentionally, and open the doors and windows to burn the brazier, it is too obvious and contrived to be hypocritical.

"Ancient bows must have been made this way." Zhu Juntang discovered.

"Primitive talents make bows and arrows like this." The history and skills of making bows and arrows can be said for three days and three nights. This is a professional technology, not the scope of experimentation. Liu Changan did not teach Zhu Juntang popular science, simply said: "Good bows and arrows don't use bamboo, but wood. In the past, bamboo was mostly used for making bows in the south, which was the worst material for making bows, while wood was mostly used in the north. Therefore, northern archers often bullied southern soldiers, which also led to many times in history. People have won the war. Southerners are not stupid and don’t know how to use Zhe wood to make bows and arrows, but the distribution of this kind of plant is in the north, and there are also in the south, but there are not so many... The distribution of plants is of course determined by the climate. Many professional studies History liberal arts students do not understand these angles to study history. History is a comprehensive subject, but many history students know nothing about geography, climatology, botany, etc. They are not qualified to study history at all, and they spend all day holding ancient books and notes It's not suitable to go out behind closed doors...if I..."

Zhu Juntang's eyes widened. She had already discovered that Liu Chang'an often talked about it. The central idea was to belittle liberal arts students, which basically belonged to Liu Chang'an's version of the phrase "a scholar who has nothing to do with it".

She just saw that Liu Chang'an used fire to burn the bamboo, and he could talk about many civil wars. In the end, the North won because of the weather... Zhu Juntang couldn't help suspecting that the reason why many women like him is because there are always topics to talk about when he is with him. .

People improve their relationship through communication. When two people are together, the more they talk, the better their relationship. This is the so-called speculative speculation. There are too many sentences, and even half a sentence is redundant for two people to talk together. Can the relationship be good?

Liu Changan is especially good at talking nonsense when he is with anyone, so people always feel that, oh, the chat with Liu Changan is so good, he can answer whatever I say, and is happy.

That is to say, as long as you invent a high-level chat robot and send these chat robots to Bai Hui, Qin Yanan and others, you will be able to green Liu Changan... baaaaaaaaaah!

Thinking of this, Zhu Juntang immediately took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Zhongqing, asking Zhongqing to set up a related project and come up with a plan as soon as possible. She wanted to get the first version of the chat robot as soon as possible.

Feeling that he had offended Liu Chang'an, Zhu Juntang was a little triumphant, and walked up to Liu Chang'an with his little skirt swaying from side to side, only to see that he had finished the bamboo and was making a cross with two wooden sticks.

Zhu Juntang walked to the cross, turned around and leaned against the cross, raised his hand to rest on the beam of the cross, "This cross is as high as mine, do you think I look like Jesus?"

"Jesus was tied to the cross, and it doesn't look like he stuck it on." Liu Changan shook his head.

"Then tie me up and take a photo for me." Zhu Juntang suggested that such a photo, such a self, must be full of redemption, holiness, and benevolence, just like the crucifixion of Jesus embodies the evil of human beings. Tied up and put on such a posture, it also reflects Liu Changan's cruelty and tyranny, taking pleasure in bullying fairies, and even using fairies as mounts.

Although Liu Changan didn't expect it, he always felt that it would not be surprising that she made such a request.

So Liu Changan tied her hands and feet to the cross.

"Did Jesus have his feet bound? I remember that Jesus only bound his hands." Zhu Juntang was puzzled. Although she didn't know much about religion, she had visited many famous cathedrals. Naturally, she had a vague impression after seeing many of them. .

"When Jesus was tied to the cross, he was like a mortal with no magic power. You are different. You are a fairy. What's the use of just binding your hands? You have to bind all your hands and feet to make you look powerful." Liu Changan gave Mr. Zhu Tang gave her an explanation that satisfied her.

This is true, Zhu Juntang urged, "Then you tie me up beautifully, and tie a beautiful bow on the arms and feet... Don't use too much force, take it easy, take it easy! I feel a little pain!"

Liu Changan tied Zhu Juntang up, then took a few photos of her, adjusted them briefly with the photo editing settings that came with the phone, and then showed Zhu Juntang.

Zhu Juntang looked at himself in the photo. Liu Changan blocked the light with his hands to create shadows when shooting, so that Zhu Juntang's body and face formed a layered light and shadow effect. The background was dark, matching his peerless appearance. It really makes a simple mobile phone photo full of artistic sense.

"Yes, the main reason is that I am good-looking, and your skills are also good." Zhu Juntang said realistically, "Now you can take me apart, let's ask Qin Yanan if he wants to take a picture of me tied up, she should be similar to the Virgin Mary Maria's feeling."

Liu Chang'an put the phone away, but instead of untying Zhu Juntang, he started nailing bamboo sticks to the cross.

"Let go of me!" Zhu Juntang vaguely felt bad.

After Liu Changan nailed the bamboo strips, he began to cut the windproof tarpaulin.

"What do you want to do to me?" Zhu Juntang yelled inwardly, and he became Liu Changan's lamb to be slaughtered again. Looking at his murderous calmness, he would definitely not be punished at the level of just beating the head or spanking the ass.

"When a sheep bleats, no one knows it is Liu Changan. Today I want you to remember deeply who is the bleating sheep." Liu Changan continued to cut the windproof tarpaulin.

"I am! I am! I am baabaa." Zhu Juntang immediately admitted his mistake.

This kind of confession is meaningless, education is only effective if it is profound, such as copying one's name a hundred times, copying the text ten times, or reading a book a hundred times to see the truth.

For another example, when practicing martial arts in the past, some disciples always practiced a wrong move. When the master knew that this move was wrong when he was actually facing the enemy, it would be his life. After he made this wrong move, he killed him by the way.

Anyway, it's death, and being killed by others will also lower the prestige of the master, so it's better to do it yourself.

Liu Changan tied the windproof tarpaulin to the frame made of bamboo strips and wooden sticks. Zhu Juntang was still tied to it. Her face was filled with fear and curiosity. She struggled from time to time, but at the same time hesitated. He obviously wanted to know what Liu Changan wanted to do to her.

"Are you going to fly me as a kite?" Zhu Juntang suddenly thought of a possibility.

"No." Liu Changan shook his head, "Have you heard of Yujian flying? Today I will fly Yuyang."

After finishing speaking, Liu Changan supported Zhu Juntang's waist with one hand, grabbed her feet with the other hand, lifted her up, and threw her towards the sky.

Zhu Juntang only felt as if he was being ejected by something, and the speed reached an astonishing level in an instant. Zhu Juntang felt that his bangs were blown by the wind completely loosened and stuck to his scalp, and his eyelashes were curved to cover his eyes. With the whistling sound of the wind, Junsha with thousands of lights was right under her, and she was like an airplane flying over the city skyline.

Most of the time, this perspective of mine is in a helicopter or other private jets, but now she is like an aircraft.

Zhu Juntang was so frightened that she couldn't even bleat, and yelled "Wow" in horror. If her hands and feet were not tied, she must have danced to the point of dislocation by now.

Why not dance and fly?Because Zhou Dongdong has already proved that no matter how fast the arm turns, it is almost impossible to fly.

"Ah...Grandpa! Help!" Zhu Juntang yelled, but luckily her head could turn. When she looked down, Lushan had shrunk a lot in an instant, and she couldn't see Qin Yanan's viewing balcony clearly, let alone The figure of Liu Changan.

Is he really going to send Zhu Juntang to the depths of the universe, so that he can never return to the earth?Zhu Juntang is just a fairy who knows "money skills", unlike Chang'e Ji, who can fly around the earth and float back.

At this time, Zhu Juntang suddenly felt that something had fallen on his back, and turned his head quickly, and saw Liu Changan standing on his back with his hands in his pockets facing the wind!

"Liu Chang'an!" Zhu Juntang was flustered and stunned. She couldn't help but think of that night, when he jumped up first and then clamped her under his crotch, as if he was flying in the sky on her.

""One of the Three Quatrains of Passing Huaqing Palace", Chang'an looks back at the piles of embroidery, the thousand gates on the top of the mountain are opened for the first time, and a concubine riding on the red dust smiles, no one knows that it is a litchi." Far better than Chang'an City back then.

The sun and the moon fly by, and the years have taken away a lot. The smell of decay and dust will always overflow in the history, but there are more fresh, beautiful scenery woven like flowers and brocades. Liu Changan Standing there, looking around.

"You actually stood on my back and recited poems, can you be a human being?" Zhu Juntang rolled her eyes, it turned out that she was never the most humiliating when she was bullied by Liu Changan, and she would never imagine what tricks he would come up with next time torment him.

"Before you fall to the ground, you'd better memorize this poem. I won't let you fall on your face when you enter the mortal world again. A fairy will become an angel if you fall on your face. Shit that fell from the sky." After Liu Changan finished speaking, he read again. again.

"Looking back at Chang'an, there are piles of embroidery, thousands of gates on the top of the mountain are opened for the first time, and a concubine riding in the world of mortals laughs, no one knows that it is a lychee." Zhu Juntang's teeth were shaking, and the apple muscles on his cheeks were hard, but he still recited the words clearly and immediately. .

"Huh?" Liu Changan felt as if he had an illusion.

Zhu Juntang recited it loudly again, and said out of breath, "I'm done!"

"Okay, I'll let you down." Liu Chang'an was a little surprised that there was still a glimmer of hope to be carved in this rotten wood. After reading it by herself, she actually memorized it.

Although this is not difficult, people with normal IQ can do it, but this is Zhu Juntang after all, a person who resists learning revealed from his genes.

"Wait...then...then let's fly for a while." Zhu Juntang came back to his senses. It turned out that Liu Changan didn't want to do anything to her, but just threatened her and wanted her to recite poems.

Liu Changan frowned.

"Grandpa! This time is the real flight! I am a real fairy sheep, a flying fairy sheep, come on, come up with a majestic title for me."

Liu Changan didn't say a word.

"Is it the inspiration you saw when Shangguan Dandan let Zhou Dongdong fly up that day? We must be higher!" Zhu Juntang shouted: "Bah! Can you fly to the first building of Baolong Center and land? I feel It's similar to wingsuit flying, I don't even dare to play with wingsuits, but with you by my side, I'm not afraid of anything!"

"I'm by your side, so you're not afraid of anything?" Liu Changan knelt down.

"Of course, if you accidentally kill me, I probably won't think I'm going to die before I die!" Zhu Juntang waved his movable palm, "Baa! I'm a fairy!"

Liu Changan patted her head, hey, there is really nothing to do with her.

Chapter 794 Discovery of Elements

Throughout the ages, human beings have always longed for the sky, and countless pioneers even paid the price of their lives for it, but it was not until modern times that this dream was truly realized, which also changed the size of the earth in human minds.

Big and small are subjective descriptions and descriptions, not objective standards. The measurement data of the earth has not changed much, but it has indeed become much smaller.

The earth is getting smaller, and the country is of course getting smaller. Many people are not used to living in a small country on a small earth. This feeling sometimes affects many choices in daily life.

It used to take a month to ride a horse to go to a place, and it felt very far away. Now I take a high-speed train and plane, and I will arrive in a short while, so it is very close, and the world has been shrunk like this.

Liu Changan stepped on Zhu Juntang's back, feeling a little emotional, thinking about the issues of man, nature and the earth.

After flying for a while, Zhu Juntang was forced to land, but instead of hovering on the top of Lushan Mountain for a while and slowly lowering the altitude as she imagined, she was caught by Liu Changan and jumped directly from the air, feeling like the elevator suddenly accelerated and fell , making people flustered.

"Grandpa, can you keep flying like this, and then fly to the moon?" Zhu Juntang asked excitedly.

"Are you three years old?" If you can fly to the moon like this, then Liu Changan has traveled back and forth between the earth and the moon countless times, and every time he brings back some rocks from the moon, he may have filled up the Pacific Ocean by now. .

He didn't think that Zhu Juntang even lacked such common sense, she was just too excited.

"I'm four years old!" Zhu Juntang said coquettishly, then waved his palm, signaling Liu Changan to help her untie.

With a light tug, Liu Changan removed the rope that seemed to be tightly bound. The so-called rope skills are all leftovers from Liu Changan's past play.

In Liu Chang'an's view, rope art is widely used, and it is indeed art to achieve the ultimate in practical skills, but many so-called rope arts now only know how to tie women into various tricks with ropes, and then take a few photos, pornography is pornography, A pervert is a pervert, and everything is about art... Even if Liu Changan thinks that art is not very useful, it should not be a fig leaf for pornography and perversion.

As for finding a few fans to interpret these works and interpret some so-called artistic insights, it is even more ridiculous. It is just a low-level version of "speaking sorrow for new words". After all, for some people who are good at nonsense , When you pee, the pattern that shakes out when you pee, it is very easy to interpret it for you.

For example: this gentleman likes to shake out patterns when he urinates, which fully demonstrates his childlike innocence, and the frenzied graphic punch points illustrate his unruly mood at this time, and the sufficient weight pours out, which is more a kind of The pleasure of being released after being depressed is often like this in life. Without patience, how can we finally let go of it?We rubbed out the pattern of his piss and made this painting called "Birds and Whales", with a starting price of 1000 million yuan!

"Give this to me. I want to use the photos just now to make a wax figure of the same height as a real person, and then tie it to this aircraft to commemorate... commemorate..."

"To commemorate the first time you became a real mount?"

"To commemorate my first real flight, I rely entirely on my magical power." Zhu Juntang confirmed that it would take a long time to make a wax figure. Exquisite production requires slow work and meticulous work to perfectly restore Zhu Juntang's peerless appearance and fairy temperament.

It is impossible to restore it completely. The wax figure is a dead thing after all, without Zhu Juntang's innocence and lively agility.

Fortunately, there are already relatively powerful wax figure production studios in China, which are relatively efficient, and there is no need to go abroad to order them. Once anything is mastered by the Chinese, it will inevitably increase production efficiency and reduce costs. The Chinese are not lazy. The habit of dawdling and beautifying into the spirit of craftsmanship.

"With your mana?" Liu Changan really wanted to throw her out again, to see if she could fly with her mana.

Zhu Juntang nodded and didn't explain much. We all know that people can't fly. Since she could fly, of course she relied on her magic power.

"You said it yourself, you are an immortal stepping on the moon, and I am your mount, an immortal sheep. How could an immortal choose an ordinary baa that can't even fly as his mount? Of course he has to choose an immortal that can fly. Baa." Zhu Juntang thought about it carefully and found sufficient proof, "Just now is the proof of this fact. On the surface, it seems that you threw me into the air, but in fact this is the uniqueness of the immortal and the immortal's mount. The way of taking off, my mana does not allow me to fly directly, but the fact that it can make me fly happens exactly, which means that I take off with my own mana, understand?"

It sounds reasonable, but it's completely nonsense, Liu Changan frowned, what fallacy is this?

But Liu Chang'an had calmed down, he was too lazy to continue to train the sheep, and he didn't want to say anything more to her.

"There is one more thing that I am very puzzled about. Although you said just now that you commemorate the first time I became a real mount, I feel that in our recent conversations, you basically no longer say that I am your mount or something like that. Call me baa baa, Xiao Yang and other cute titles." Zhu Juntang looked at Liu Chang'an suspiciously.

"Does it have to be that I use you as a mount to be comfortable?" Liu Changan turned around and tidied up all the tools on the balcony on the roof.

There was no success in taming the sheep, and it was all about making trouble for himself. Liu Changan calmly summed up the useless work he had done while cleaning up all kinds of fine trash that he had just made.

"No, I think it's a kind of signal. It's like I often snap my fingers, and someone brings me what I need. These are all signals. People always convey various signals unconsciously, just like See if it is captured or understood. Your change is also a signal, I think it is a little dangerous, I want to analyze and analyze." Zhu Juntang frowned, there is no way to do it, Zhu Juntang can treat other people Don't use your brain, because even if other people face Zhu Juntang who has no brains, there is nothing they can do about her.

But Liu Chang'an was different. If Zhu Juntang didn't use his brain, he might be tormented to death by him at any time, so he had to be more vigilant.

The staff around him, assistants, bodyguards, nanny servants, etc., are always capturing the various signals from Zhu Juntang, and making their understanding and response.