About me traveling to the world of immortality but finding ways to surf the Internet

The formation designed by Yang Yuyao has nothing to do with direct cost savings, but is closer to a management program that can be used to manage and monitor the delivery of goods. However, since there are no ready-made goods now, what can be displayed is only the quantity and time of goods passing through the circle in the past. Of course, this is just a prototype. To become usable and easy to use, further optimization is needed in the future.

But even with such a prototype, He Qianqing can see its future application prospects. He also truly realized that Xunlian was not only a magic weapon that could communicate, but it could also do things that He Qianqing originally thought could only be done manually.

"This is good. It will be much easier to check accounts in the future if we have this thing." He Qianqing's eyes were shining, obviously looking forward to it, "Then can banks also use it?"

"Master, you can't become fat with just one bite..." Yang Yuyao said helplessly. Adding these functions is equivalent to writing a new program for Xunlian. Not only that, he also has to consider how to make these functions truly operational. . To accomplish this, new formations and even magic weapons must be designed. No matter how powerful his formation is, he will still feel a big headache.

"Of course, Xiaoyao is not responsible for everything," He Qianqing laughed, "and there is no need to rush. If you are willing, Xiaoyao, you can tell me your thoughts. After all, I am a master in formations." Accomplished."

"Let's talk in a few days. I want to go to bed early today." Yang Yuyao did not refuse. After all, he knew that He Qianqing was helping to realize his ideas in terms of logistics and the new bank model. But perhaps due to the residual influence of recovering part of his memory, he felt a little tired and his thinking became sluggish. Besides, today is a very special day. "This way I should be able to get up and watch the New Year's Eve." Yang Yuyao told him his plan for tonight.

"Xiao Yao, do you want to stay up late?" He Qianqing was slightly startled, but not too surprised. After all, for Yang Yuyao, before this, staying up late on New Year's Eve was definitely something he was not able to do. It is not difficult for others to stay up all night occasionally. Even a mortal can easily do it. However, for Yang Yuyao, who once had only one soul, he would be forced into a coma and fall into a long sleep that lasted for six hours as soon as night fell. It was impossible to even sleep late, let alone stay up all night.

But what He Qianqing didn't know was that not only in this world, but even in the original world, Yang Yuyao didn't survive the night. Before going to the institute, his grandfather coaxed him to sleep. After he went to the institute, his assistant pinched him to remind him to go to sleep. He just cultivated a biological clock in Yang Yuyao's soul to go to bed on time.

In fact, Yang Yuyao has never quite figured out why Su Haoting took the initiative to take over the nanny's job and worked for him for free since he was looking for a work assistant. Doesn't he look like a loser who can't survive without someone to take care of him?

"Yes, I want to try it once." Yang Yuyao nodded. Although Shousui should have been with his family, but now he has He Qianqing by his side, who is his master and his current partner, so he should be considered a family member.

"Okay, I'll accompany you." He Qianqing said, his mellow voice filled with endless tenderness.

Jinyang City is quiet at night, as if it has become an empty city. Only the aroma of food filling the air reveals the human fireworks hidden under the eaves of various colors. Yang Yuyao fell asleep at Wu hour and got up at Hai hour. Although he slept for an hour, he was still in a daze. But he still remembered why he had to get up. After a quick explanation, he took the food box and Tushan for hand warmers, and went to the roof of the inn with He Qianqing. We found a perfect location to overlook the thousands of lights in Jinyang City. At this moment, the streets of Jinyang City were actually becoming lively. People dressed in bright clothes, holding fish lanterns, trotted through every street. In the darkness of the night, the fish lanterns stretched out short bands of light, and the streets and lanes seemed to turn into rivers filled with light.

Some people raised their voices, everyone sang together, and the air was filled with joy and expectations for the new year. As midnight approached, someone began to light saltpeter firecrackers. Although the crackling sound was far less intensive than the firecrackers in Yang Yuyao's memory, it filled the New Year atmosphere. Yang Yuyao looked at the bright night sky with stars, but there were no fireworks rising into the sky as he expected. I don’t know where the gunpowder formula invented in this world ended up. It was neither used in the military nor in celebrations.

Fortunately, Yang Yuyao was prepared. He moved his fingers slightly, and several sticks as thin as wires appeared in his hands.

"Master, how many do you want?" Yang Yuyao asked.

"What is this?" He Qianqing was confused, but he took it anyway. He touched a section of the thin stick and felt that it looked like some kind of incense stick. Then he saw Yang Yuyao put down Tushan in his arms and used magic to light the thin stick. I saw that the thin stick like this incense first emitted a ball of white light, and then colorful sparks bloomed like flowers. It was really beautiful.

"Anything you make." Yang Yuyao didn't say the name, but put another stick on top of the one that had been lit, and lit this one too. Yang Yuyao held the thin wooden stick and looked at it. Small fireworks burst out from the part where the gunpowder was stuck, and the firelight illuminated his cheeks. Yang Yuyao turned around and saw He Qianqing also lighting up the fireworks sticks in his hand.

"This thing contains saltpeter, sulfur and charcoal?" He Qianqing easily recognized the main ingredients used in it. "Interesting, it's similar to a formula called gunpowder a few years ago. But why are there different colors?"

"Some different powders were added." Yang Yuyao said. He did not need to explain the flame color reaction. Most of the monks could understand the impact of different ingredients on the color of the flame. After all, this phenomenon can often be observed in alchemy furnaces.

When the fireworks stick in Yang Yuyao's hand burned out, a heavy bell sounded in the night sky of Jinyang City announcing the arrival of the New Year. He leaned closer to He Qianqing and took the initiative to kiss his lips.

"Master, Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year!" He Qianqing reacted quickly, and when Yang Yuyao was about to pull away, he grabbed his waist and gently pressed his head so that their lips came together again. Under the influence of the no-self technique, no one could notice the two people on the roof, but He Qianqing still hugged Yang Yuyao and flew him back to the room.

"Hmm?!" By the time Tu Shan came to his senses, she was the only one left on the roof with the similarly forgotten food box. Tu Shan packed up the food box and wanted to return to the room, but he was afraid of bumping into the beautiful scenery and being punished by He Qianqing, so he had to sit back on the roof and wait for dawn.

"Xiao Yao, I want you as my master." He Qianqing's voice became deep and throaty as he finally let go of Yang Yuyao. For the first time, Yang Yuyao understood He Qianqing's hint.

"Is our relationship progressing too fast?" Yang Yuyao's head buzzed. They just started dating yesterday...the day before yesterday. How come they have reached this stage today? "Or is there some misunderstanding?" Yang Yuyao reviewed their previous conversation. It seems that He Qianqing thought that the relationship was to get along as a Taoist couple... If it is true that they have reached the stage of becoming a Taoist couple, physical communication is also a matter of course. . "It seems that I didn't make it clear myself." Yang Yuyao couldn't help but cover his face. Dealing with this matter was really his super weakness.

"But I still don't know very well how to behave between same-sex people," Yang Yuyao responded awkwardly, "Maybe I need to learn something first."

"It's okay, I'll teach you." Desire and love filled He Qianqing's sharp eyebrows. After hearing this answer, Yang Yuyao forgot to refuse for a moment.

Yang Yuyao was still dazed when he was pushed down on the bed, and what greeted him next was a more in-depth kiss. I don't know whether the kiss was too intense or because He Qianqing quietly moved his hands. Yang Yuyao's clothes were untied at some point, exposing a large area of ​​snow-white skin. He Qianqing's fingertips were like fire, and Yang Yuyao couldn't help but feel excited when he scratched his skin. But other than that, Yang Yuyao found that he did not feel any resistance or want to dodge against He Qianqing's touch. It was as if He Qianqing had desensitized him, allowing Yang Yuyao, who didn't like others to get too close or touch, to accept him and tolerate him.

Yang Yuyao was a little confused whether it was just He Qianqing who could do this or whether he no longer rejected other people's touch, but he soon forgot all about it in He Qianqing's more violent offensive.

"Forget it, just do it, it's no big deal..." Yang Yuyao hooked his fingers and put the mirage pendant hanging around his neck into the space ring. For some reason, he suddenly felt that the leather rope around his neck made him Somewhat out of breath, unlike Wushan in the clouds and rain, the morning and dusk are confused, and I don’t know the day or night.

"Hiss!" Yang Yuyao opened his eyes and lay on his stomach. His whole body felt so sore that it was difficult to move even if he moved even a little bit. Although the lacerations and abrasions had been healed by the ointments, the soreness in the muscles remained. He even felt that his waist no longer belonged to him and had become completely uncontrollable. "Is this what lumbar muscle strain feels like? Why are my muscles so sore? Is it because I'm too homely and don't exercise enough?"

"Xiao Yao, are you awake? Do you want some porridge?" He Qianqing asked sitting aside, looking particularly refreshed.

"...Master, please give me a cup of tea first. Thank you. I seem to be unable to move." Yang Yuyao tried to push himself up to sit up, but he felt that his whole body was weak and his voice was a little hoarse, so he had to request.

"Okay, wait a moment." He Qianqing stood up with a smile and went to pour tea.

By the time He Qianqing returned with hot tea, Yang Yuyao had already sat up against the pillow. However, he relied on his spiritual power to wrap around his limbs and forcefully pull himself up. Even in order to avoid pressing on sensitive parts, his whole body was still slightly floating.

"Why don't you rest for a while and get up now?" He Qianqing asked in surprise after passing the tea to Yang Yuyao.

"I want to change my posture." Yang Yuyao answered after accepting the tea and thanking him. He looked at He Qianqing's energetic state and was a little confused. He Qianqing was obviously the one who contributed the most, so why didn't he look tired at all? Is this the realm? The physical difference caused by it?

"Xiao Yao, how do you feel about such a cloudy incident?" He Qianqing asked after Yang Yuyao finished drinking a cup of tea.

"It's not bad, but the sequelae are a bit serious." Yang Yuyao replied. Compared with the previous proposal of dating, he felt less embarrassed to discuss this matter. On the other hand, He Qianqing, who always looked confident, looked away in embarrassment for the rare occasion. He Qianqing considered that this was Yang Yuyao's first time and he needed to get used to it first. In fact, he had already restrained himself as much as possible.

Yang Yuyao thought that He Qianqing suddenly felt embarrassed to look directly at him because he felt shy. After all, people in this world seemed quite reserved. He had no idea that He Qianqing was embarrassed because he felt that he had gone too far.

"Master, will I rub it for you?" He Qianqing asked, and Yang Yuyao nodded slightly.

After a massage, maybe the muscles were relaxed, and the soreness was indeed relieved a little. Yang Yuyao was also in the mood to do other things. He took out Xunlian from the space ring and put it on to see if Yi Ziqi and Ye Qianqian had anything interesting to share with him. Xunlian can be operated with spiritual consciousness, so Yang Yuyao does not need to move hard. He opened their small group of three and examined them.

"Huh? They actually sent me so many messages?" Yang Yuyao was a little surprised when he saw 99+ unread messages, and then he pulled the interface to the bottom and read them one by one. The first thing they sent was to reply to his New Year's message. Yang Yuyao set a zero o'clock on New Year's Eve to send a "Happy New Year" message. It's a credit to him that he set it up like that, otherwise he would have forgotten about it.

After Yi Ziqi and Ye Qianqian wished Yang Yuyao a happy New Year, they then sent some interesting gossip messages. Then the news about the two of them became more and more anxious, and they kept asking Yang Yuyao if he was okay? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere or something happened? They were so anxious that if Yang Yuyao didn't reply to them, they would all ask for mercy from their master to save Yang Yuyao.

"Why are you so anxious?" Yang Yuyao was a little confused. He called up the time display for receiving messages, and then he saw that the time when Yi Ziqi and Ye Qianqian sent him New Year messages was actually three days ago!

"Well, three days ago? Did it show a bug?" Yang Yuyao then remembered to check Xunlian's date display. When he saw the date of the fourth day of the first lunar month, Yang Yuyao fell into deep thought. But fortunately, he remembered to send a well-being message to the worried two people first.

"Master, today is the fourth day of the Lunar New Year?" Yang Yuyao hesitated and asked.

"Exactly, what's wrong?" He Qianqing paused while massaging Yang Yuyao's hand and responded.

"It just... feels a bit unexpected." Yang Yuyao felt that he couldn't think of how to describe in words the general feeling of discovering that he had disappeared for three days. "From a scientific point of view..." Yang Yuyao interrupted. Without this kind of thinking, we are all in a fantasy world, and thinking about science is of little significance. "Huh?" Yang Yuyao opened his eyes slightly when he saw the latest news from Yi Ziqi coming from Xunlian.

"Master, do you know Qingyun Immortal Lord?" Yang Yuyao asked curiously.

"I know, but Xiaoyao, why did you suddenly mention him?" He Qianqing asked. Qingyun Xianzun is not well-known in the world of immortality. Logically speaking, Yang Yuyao should not know that there is such a person.

"Ziqi said that Qingyun Immortal Lord was killed in Wuyu Mountain. The murderer's methods were cruel. Please pay attention to my safety." Yang Yuyao extracted the key points of the information sent by Yi Ziqi.

"Huh? Ask him if he knows more detailed information about this matter." Unexpectedly, Qingyun Immortal Lord actually encountered such a thing, and even He Qianqing was surprised. Qingyun Xianzun was already in the Void Refining Realm a hundred years ago. Although I don't know if his cultivation has progressed further now, he can be regarded as a powerful person. Moreover, this person is low-key and gentle, and does not like fighting, so he should not have any unrelenting enemies.

"Already asked. I have to wait a moment." Yang Yuyao replied. Even he knew that it was not a trivial matter for a monk in the Void Refining Realm to be killed, so he would naturally ask more questions. They didn't wait long before Yi Ziqi sent a new message. Yang Yuyao directly switched Xunlian's light screen to the sharing mode, allowing He Qianqing to directly see the content of Yi Ziqi's reply.

"Ayuan, I can't tell you much about this matter at the moment, because the head master and the others are still investigating. The information I know at the moment is that yesterday Qingyun Immortal Lord brought several disciples to Wu After training in Yushan, according to the disciples who escaped back, they were attacked by the ghost clan in Wuyu Mountain, and it seemed that they were specifically targeting Qingyun Immortal Lord. After these disciples were sent out of the ghost clan's encirclement, they were not pursued by the ghost clan again. . By the time these surviving disciples contacted the sect and brought other elders to come to the rescue, Qingyun Immortal Lord had already died. There was indeed a large amount of ghost energy remaining in the place of origin, but the ghost clan that attacked had disappeared. "

"This is all the information I can know so far. Although it seems to be a revenge attack against Qingyun Immortal Lord. But now the ghost tribe has appeared again, and there are demon tribes who are secretly causing trouble. I am afraid that there is an undercurrent in the world of immortal cultivation today. Therefore, A-Yuan, you must be extremely careful when you are out alone. If necessary, I will try my best to help you."

"Tsk, this kid." He Qianqing knew that he had not given up after seeing the message from Yi Ziqi. But he treated Yang Yuyao really well. "Is it deliberately targeted? But who can control the ghost clan?"