Lu Mingfei, the Martial Saint of the Dragon Clan

After returning home, Lu Mingfei was thinking about something other than cultivation. The Children's Palace prepared mineral water for the students and coaches. In the past, he didn't know what to do with the bottles, and he didn't care. Now that the uncle wants it, he will go to the Children's Palace tomorrow to help. Just ask.

On the way upstairs, I met two families, a young couple and an old woman. The rent in this area is cheap, and young people who have just stepped out of society are also strapped for money. Naturally, many people choose Laojing Alley.

Lu Mingfei greeted them one by one. Maybe it was because of the old man, or maybe it was the unique atmosphere of Laojing Alley. Most of the residents here were smiling, and their faces lacked the solemnity and numbness of people in big cities. They walked Come slowly and leisurely, like taking a walk.

After entering the house, Lu Mingfei put down his bag and went to check how his calligraphy practice had dried in the past few days. The rice paper was the original cheap rice paper and had not been framed. Mainly, it was not a very good work. It was only at the level of practice. Lu Mingfei Otherwise, I lost interest in buying materials for mounting.

Lu Mingfei checked them one by one and found that they were almost done in the shade.

It only took a few days for this rental house to be filled with the faint fragrance of ink. Lu Mingfei also carried some of it with him, but he didn't realize it himself. On the contrary, he was raped during the sparring session with Yuanyuan today. This girl was discovered.

Mo Xiang, Lu Mingfei is really surprised when he says this. I think that when he studied painting with the masters in Jiuzhou, even if he soaked in the ink tank every day and wrote so many useless manuscripts that he could use them to build snowmen, he would be so tired. There is no ink fragrance, only the pungent blood that cannot be covered by a pond of August osmanthus.

Oh, Yama.

After clearing the filming location, Lu Mingfei used a long fist to calm down before starting today's homework.

"Are you going to stand up?"

It's Norma.

"Um."

"You took up your stance earlier today than in the past few days."

"Go to bed early and get up early."

Lu Mingfei smiled.

"I have something to do tomorrow."

He and Norma have become more familiar with each other in the past few days. He has a smartphone at hand. Although the performance is powerful and even comparable to a computer, the screen is too small and there are no suitable games. In addition to letting Norma play movies and songs In addition, the only function left is chatting.

Although this Norma does not give people a real sense of life like the girl in the white dress that I saw that day, it is good to chat occasionally. At least it has passed the Turing test. After all, she is an artificial intelligence.

After standing there, the sky was full of stars. When he looked up, he saw the sunflowers in the attic blooming brilliantly. The owner of the house still hadn't returned. After living there for a few days, Lu Mingfei also had an impression. It wasn't that this family didn't come home at dawn. He didn't go out all day long, and when Lu Mingfei came back from the Children's Palace, he left again.

It was like he was in two completely parallel worlds with normal people. He went out when people were sleeping soundly, and lived in seclusion when people went out. Several times, Lu Mingfei wanted to ask the uncle directly who lived there, but he couldn't say anything. Forget it.

Although the building belonged to the uncle and he definitely knew who the residents were, it was not good to ask others about their identities for no reason.

What's more, what if I ask?

"Yama."

Norma said.

"Do you need me to help you retrieve the identity information of the resident in the attic opposite?"

"Is this okay?"

"Well, it took about three seconds, please wait."

"Forget it, forget it."

Lu Mingfei waved his hands repeatedly.

"Aren't you curious?"

Norma asked.

"Artificial intelligence can already do this?"

Lu Mingfei first exclaimed, then smiled back.

"Yeah, I'm curious."

"Living in a cramped attic like that and growing sunflowers all over it."

"No matter how poor you are, you still have to plant flowers. I really don't know who would do such a thing."

"Is it a girl or a boy?"

"What else does he do besides planting flowers? Does he have a cat? For example, a black cat sleeps peacefully on his owner's plush slippers and stays with his owner quietly when he is painting or writing poetry."

"What does this man do for a living?"

Lu Mingfei lay on the window sill, the early summer evening breeze blowing, he looked at the attic opposite and smiled lightly.

"Is it an ordinary job? It shouldn't be. I always feel that a white-collar worker sitting in an office or a waiter in a restaurant is too far from the image of a loft resident."

"You know, that kind of distance means that in the image of a garret dweller, you should go wandering and die on the way to a distant place. How can you end up in a real life position?"

At this point, Lu Mingfei smiled in embarrassment.

"But I know it."

"impossible."

"People like this who die on the way to a distant place can only exist in novels."

"Everyone has to survive."

“Perhaps the people in the attic opposite are moving cement buckets at the construction site.”

"Perhaps working as a busboy in the Fly Tavern."

"So, although I am curious, I don't want to know."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Because the people who live in the attic across the street are already living in my mind."

"This person's image is so three-dimensional and full."

"Why do we need to use harsh reality to break it."

"Imagine?"

Norma said.

"Yeah, imagine."

Lu Mingfei tapped his temple.

"The only two things in this world that can resist time and eternity are death and imagination."

""As long as I still remember her and them, then no one is dead. :

"Weird theory."

Norma said.

"Incomprehensible."

"Hahaha."

"Of course."

Lu Mingfei smiled generously.

"This is a power that only humans have."

"Power?"

Norma murmured.

"Imagine."

"Stop talking and get ready to sleep."

Lu Mingfei walked to the bathroom.

"Norma, let's watch Howl's Moving Castle tonight."

"receive."

"No, it's better to do everything about Lily Zhou."

"receive."

Lu Mingfei, who was squeezing out toothpaste, hummed happily.

Accompanied by the ethereal singing voice coming from the mobile phone.

He seemed to see the young man wearing a headset and adjusting the radio station in a large flower field to replenish the message from afar.

Artificial intelligence is great.

Lu Mingfei thought.

If it were a human girl, I would want this now and then that, and the pillow would probably have been thrown over me.

In the past, Lu Mingfei would write a word after standing in the evening to calm his mind.

That was all today, he went to bed early.

"Good night, Norma."

"Good night, Yama."

The girl's ethereal humming sounded again.

With the window open, the light of the stars and moon spreads on the ground, and the wind is gentle.

Lu Mingfei is not afraid of thieves or anything like that. If you have the ability, come and I, Yama, promise not to kill anyone.

If there is a thief who is not afraid of death and climbs through the window, hey, policeman, please look carefully, we are acting in self-defense, although the attack may be a little harsh, but I am the victim!

At half past five in the morning, the sky was still bright, and there was a faint mist floating in the old well alley. The frosted glass of the old house with mottled green walls revealed a dim light. It was a lamp lit by a pull cord, which is very rare in the city. The lights in the high-rise buildings are so beautiful, the white ones are clean and bright, unlike the pear-shaped incandescent lamps in the old place, and the dim ones are like the shaky sunset in the evening.

Lu Mingfei left the door at this time.