(Nine)

The next morning after they returned from Feng Village, Yan Changge called Shen Yifei again and told him that nothing serious had happened. Shen Yifei informed Yan Changge to come to the police station today to take a statement. After all, the murderer killed two people, and even if Yan Changge was just defending himself, they would still have to investigate according to custom. Of course, if Yan Changge was injured and couldn't come, they would send someone to the hospital or Yan Changge's home.

After seeing Qu Lian finish lunch, Yan Changge said, "I will go to the police station to take a statement this afternoon, and I will also go to check out the house."

Qu Lian, who originally didn't want to talk to Yan Changge, frowned slightly and asked, "House, what house?"

"Once you get the status of an ancient martial arts hermit, you can temporarily live in a single apartment and receive a living allowance every month. Shen Yifei said that I have helped the police station a lot and am a brave and good citizen. I can strive for a large apartment with a good location, and then I can take Xiaomao in to raise him."

"Xiao Mao? What is that?" When Qu Lian heard that Yan Changge was going to move away, his handsome brows wrinkled even tighter.

"There's a stray dog ​​that's been wandering outside the community. I've fed it every day these few days, and it looks stronger than before. It's okay for it to wander outside in the summer, but if it were winter, I'd worry it would freeze to death. So before winter, I'll try my best to prepare a place for it to stay." Yan Changge couldn't help but smile when he thought of the dog that was obviously afraid of the evil spirit in him but always tried to get close to him.

Seeing Qu Lian staring at him blankly, Yan Changge stretched out his fingers to smooth his frown and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I just found a place for Xiao Mao to live temporarily to prevent it from becoming a stray dog. Now I am still your bodyguard, and I will not leave you until your doom is over. Xiao Mao is very worry-free, just open the door for it every morning and evening."

It seemed that no matter what time it was, Yan Changge's fingers were always cold, without a trace of human warmth. Qu Lian grabbed the hand that was resting on his forehead, feeling a little confused, and unconsciously expressed his thoughts: "Actually, if you don't have many cats and dogs now, you can keep them here temporarily. My villa is big and there is a yard, so I can make a nest for them. When there are more stray cats and dogs in the future... at worst, I can find a way to set up a fund, which will get support from the Animal Protection Association, arrange volunteers to take care of these cats and dogs, and there will also be donations from people who love animals. How many cats and dogs can you take care of by yourself? It would be best if there is support from the society."

Yan Changge's sharp eyebrows slightly raised, he had never thought of such a method. If such a foundation could really be established as Qu Lian said, regardless of whether Yan Changge was the nominal founder or not, the fair heaven would credit this merit to him. In the future, every time this foundation helps a stray animal, a merit will automatically go to Yan Changge. This is a good way to gain merit continuously and for a long time.

So he put his hand on Qu Lian's shoulder with interest and asked intimately: "What should we do?"

Qu Lian thought about it and said, "Everything is difficult at the beginning. First of all, you need to be famous. You need to hold a charity party and invite some celebrities you are familiar with to participate. Your money plus their donations will be the initial capital of this fund. Next, you just need to keep promoting it so that more people will donate money to help them."

"Famous..." Yan Changge put his finger on his chin and thought, "I heard that now all the children of martial arts families are more famous than celebrities?"

"Of course," Qu Lian nodded, "They have financial groups behind them, they participate in reality shows, open Weibo and post some fancy martial arts moves every day, and show off the lifestyle of the ancient martial arts family, and there will be a lot of people following them."

"Wait!" Qu Lian's eyes lit up. "I remember you said that you could restore the Qu family's internal skills from our family's past martial arts videos. How confident are you?"

"About 70 to 80 percent." Yan Changge made a conservative estimate. In fact, he was at least 90 percent sure. He had heard that one should be humble. Now that his sword had an official identity card, he was naturally trying to learn how to be a good person.

"If you are really sure, I can take you to see my uncle Qu Feng." Qu Lian said, "The loss of Qu family martial arts is an eternal pain in my uncle's heart. He has been looking for some mezzanine or secret room in the storage room of the old house that can hide some mental skills. If there is really someone who can help us restore it, he will definitely be willing to hire you as a worshiper."

"Offering?" Yan Changge asked puzzledly.

"Yes, that's the so-called relationship between martial arts families and conglomerates. Conglomerates hire the heads of martial arts families as priests, who are responsible for instructing the security personnel of the company and the board of directors. Some conglomerates also hire the heirs of martial arts families as spokespeople. This is the survival relationship between the two. The Qu family has never had a priest because they are a martial arts family. You have great martial arts skills and a good image, and you can restore the Qu family's martial arts skills. You can definitely do it!" Qu Lian racked his brains to think of a solution for Yan Changge.

Yan Changge pondered for a moment and said, "So... I signed a contract with the Qu family, and the Qu family helped me build momentum and make me famous. I helped the Qu family teach the next generation of heirs, and I could also accumulate resources and set up a fund... Then what about the Wushu Association? Is it possible for me to become the president of the Wushu Association?"

"Of course," Qu Lian nodded firmly, "The Wushu Association is closely related to the aristocratic families, and the aristocratic families are closely related to the financial groups. Which president is not a tribute? Without strong capital support, it is difficult to become the president no matter how high your martial arts skills are."

"Okay then," Yan Changge said, "Please help me contact Mr. Qu, and give me a copy of your video footage. I will compile the introductory method within three days and give it to Mr. Qu as a gift."

Qu Lian didn't believe it at all: "...Three days, are you sure?"

"It's just an entry-level technique. How difficult is it to learn it in three days?" Yan Changge was so happy that he forgot to be humble and accidentally revealed his true ability.

"Okay, then you restore your secret first. After you have restored it, I will contact my uncle. If you really find out the secret, then it won't be you who goes to see my uncle, but my uncle will take the initiative to invite you." Qu Lian said with bright eyes.

"That's good," Yan Changge suddenly remembered something, "Then can I bring Xiaomao back here temporarily?"

"Okay," Qu Lian said generously, "I don't dislike small animals anyway."

After the two men reached an agreement, Yan Changge simply cleaned up the table and left for the police station in the afternoon. He didn't want Qu Lian to follow him, but the second young master Qu didn't hang out in bars or clubs anymore, and focused on being Yan Changge's driver. He didn't know what he was thinking.

However, Young Master Qu had his own reasons. He was the target of Wang Yanfeng's attack at that time, and he would have to testify in court. It was also his job to keep an eye on the progress of the case.

So the two of them went to the police station together in the afternoon. When Shen Yifei saw Yan Changge, the first thing he did was to rush over and massage his entire body. He was relieved only after he confirmed that he really had no external injuries. He said in an admiring tone: "You are really amazing. How did you manage to face three highly skilled and fully armed murderers alone and still save the criminal and capture one of the murderers alive?"

Facing his overwhelming praise, Yan Changge was very humble: "It's not that I'm good at martial arts, but your weapons are really convenient and powerful. With a sharp weapon in hand, I will naturally be invincible."

Shen Yifei: "... Wait a minute, tell me, what kind of weapon are you holding? Is it one of ours? The weapons in our entire police station's arsenal combined are not as good as the equipment of the murderer, okay? They are equipped according to the equipment of world-class mercenaries."

"You guys are not bad either," Yan Changge praised. "That weapon called a motorcycle is really a great tool for traveling. It can carry people at lightning speed, and it is strong and reliable enough to block bullets. The fuel tank can also be transformed into a firearm to suppress the murderer's burning. No wonder each of you is equipped with a motorcycle. This configuration is already top-notch. The murderers only carry a few hidden weapons that are easy to dodge. How can they compare to your sophisticated equipment?"

Qu Lian, Shen Yifei, and other members of the Criminal Police Team: "..."

"You and I have a different understanding of motorcycles, don't we?" Shen Yifei frowned. "Come on, use the motorcycle to recreate the situation for me so I can record it. Otherwise, no one will believe you. The captured murderer swore that you must have brought some new type of defense device that is not afraid of even high-voltage current. His attitude is too firm, which is not good for whether you are acting in a legitimate defense. We need to collect evidence."

"Of course," Yan Changge said obediently, "Cooperating with the police is what we good citizens should do."

In just a few days, Yan Changge, who read the news and newspapers every day, had become familiar with the way people in modern society use words.

Qu Lian, Shen Yifei, and other members of the Criminal Police Team: "..."

I got goosebumps for no apparent reason...

Yan Changge Although Shen Yifei arrived at the police station's martial arts training ground, there was already an old motorcycle parked there that was exactly the same as the one he used that day. Shen Yifei said, "After all, this is just a demonstration. We don't have an off-road vehicle ready. You just need to recreate the movements you made back then, and we'll find someone to appraise it."

Yan Changge expressed that he had great trust and confidence in the police. He walked forward and, in the sight of a group of people who had followed to watch the master, he walked towards the motorcycle. He first rode on it, circling around in the training ground to accelerate the motorcycle.

When the speed reached the maximum speed of the motorcycle, Yan Changge suddenly made a sharp turn and jumped off the motorcycle at a speed of more than 100 kilometers per hour without even stepping on the brakes. He stood steadily on the ground without being bound by inertia, completely violating the principles of physics, holding the front of the motorcycle with one hand and the rear of the motorcycle with the other hand, lifted the motorcycle with its tires spinning rapidly, and smashed it into the void. Even if there was nothing in front of him, everyone could feel the terrible power of the motorcycle just by hearing the terrible sound of the motorcycle.

Yan Changge refueled the motorcycle while swinging it around and threw it away. The heavy motorcycle flew into the air at a very fast speed and then fell down horribly. Seeing that the poor rubber floor of the martial arts training ground was about to be severely damaged again, Yan Changge leaped up and caught the falling motorcycle steadily in mid-air. He turned off the engine before landing and stopped the motorcycle on the plastic floor in a flash. When it landed, the wheels were still spinning rapidly due to inertia, but Yan Changge was holding it and couldn't jump out, leaving a series of charred marks on the poor rubber floor after intense friction.

After the demonstration, Yan Changge said without blushing or panting: "This is how you use a motorcycle. It's a really convenient weapon."

Everyone: “…”

Brother, you are the only one who can use the weapon called "motorcycle"!

(ten)

Everyone was stunned by Yan Changge's skills. In the end, Shen Yifei came back to his senses first. He clapped his hands twice and said, "Haha, I have been riding motorcycles since I was a teenager. I have been riding for so many years, but I didn't know that motorcycles can be used in this way. I am really ignorant. Well, Xiao Zhang, bring two grenade models, let's simulate the death of another murderer."

This time it was not so complicated. Two policemen threw a grenade model at Yan Changge, but Yan Changge did not even catch it. He just touched it with his palm, and the grenade model changed direction and flew towards one of them. The policeman did not have time to dodge and was hit on the head by two models.

Shen Yifei: "..."

No wonder the body of murderer B was so miserable at that time, it turns out this happened!

Xiao Zhang, who was in charge of timing, said, "Captain, from the time Yan Changge's palm touched the model to the time the model flew back to the thrower's head, this period of time was no more than 0.01 seconds, which is completely within the safe time for the grenade to explode."

"Well," Shen Yifei forced a calm face and nodded, "These two tests have been completed. It has been confirmed that Yan Changge had no motive to hurt anyone. Everything was just for self-defense. It was the murderer's weapon that was too lethal that caused the consequences for the two people. It has nothing to do with Yan Changge. With these two videos, it can completely prove Yan Changge's innocence."

"Thank you, Captain Shen." Yan Changge smiled faintly, looking very friendly.

But for some reason, even though he was such a kind and enthusiastic person, no one in the criminal police team, including Shen Yifei, dared to get close to Yan Changge. When Shen Yifei and others went to report to the leader, the director asked in confusion: "Why are you all walking close to the wall?"

"My legs, my feet are weak..." said Xiao Wang, who had just been assigned to the criminal police team not long ago, with a look of fear on his face.

Director Xu took the memory card from Shen Yifei in confusion and connected it to the computer to check. He first watched the grenade test, which was very short, only a few seconds. After watching it, Director Xu immediately pressed his hand firmly on the table, without moving a muscle. When he opened the second video, he immediately stood up, pushed away the swivel chair, and held on to the cabinet beside him.

In the video, Yan Changge was full of murderous intent. Although there was no one around him and he was just pretending to be in the air, he gave people the feeling of sweeping away thousands of troops on a motorcycle. The old motorcycle was like a sickle in the hand of the god of death, and the spinning wheels took away countless lives.

Director Xu was a leader after all. He took a deep breath and regained consciousness. He said to Shen Yifei in a serious tone, "What a talent! A hermit of ancient martial arts who doesn't understand modern society can actually use motorcycles to such an extreme degree. He is really extraordinary."

Shen Yifei nodded and said, "Yes. Director, he has been recognized by the Wushu Association and has an ID card, so he can find a job. Although he has not joined the Wushu Association, ancient martial arts hermits are generally registered with the Wushu Association..."

"That's right!" Chief Xu said with admiration, "Xiao Shen, you really think things through. We hire teachers from the Wushu Association to teach new police officers martial arts every once in a while, so it's totally possible this year. It just so happens that such a big case has happened now. In order to ensure the safety of all police officers and improve their physical fitness and self-protection ability, we not only have to train this year, but also call on all front-line police officers to participate in the training. It's all for the safety of ourselves and the citizens. We must hire a good teacher! This good teacher must not only have strong martial arts skills, but also have noble morals and the awareness and actions to serve the people. This candidate... Ahem, Xiao Shen, I'll leave it to you to take charge."

"Yes!" Shen Yifei said immediately.

Yan Changge didn't know that the police had drawn their attention to him. After taking a statement, he went with Qu Lian to pick up Xiaomao, Xiaohua, Xiaobiao and Xiaomi. Xiaomao was the lame Chinese pastoral dog that Yan Changge had fed him with steamed buns when he bought breakfast that day. He was very thin before, but now he has gained some weight and looks better. Xiaohua is a small mixed-haired dog. Xiaobiao is big, but his hair is all bald and his face is black. It's hard to tell what breed he is. Xiaomi is a big blind cat. The only remaining eye looks fierce when it looks at people.

Qu Lian: “…”

What happened to the promise that there would only be one little one?

Although the number did not match, Qu Lian was not a heartless person. He followed Yan Changge to the pet store to give the animals a bath. After a check-up to make sure they had no diseases, he gave them vaccinations before taking the carload of animals back home.

Several animals were both afraid of and loved Yan Changge. They wanted to get close to him very much, but did not dare to get close. They all lay quietly in the back seat of the car, staring at Yan Changge with their eyes wide open. Their expressions were particularly pitiful.

After returning home and placing the dog and cat kennels in the yard, Qu Lian took out a CD and handed it to Yan Changge, saying, "This is one of my dad's videos from that year. I have kept it."

When he said this, his expression was exactly the same as Xiao Mao's expression when he watched Yan Changge walk into the community but did not dare to follow. Yan Changge could not help but raised his hand and rubbed Qu Lian's hair as if he was stroking Xiao Mao, with a very gentle expression.

Qu Lian's heartbeat quickened. He looked at him quietly, his usually arrogant claws retracted obediently. He said cautiously, "If it can really be restored, I... I and the Qu family don't know how to repay your kindness."

"It's just a small matter." Yan Changge said lightly.

He wanted to say that Qu Lian's physique was actually very good, but he had been injured since childhood, making it difficult for him to practice martial arts. However, as long as he had enough merit, he would be able to cure Qu Lian's hidden injuries, and he could also use his true energy to open up Qu Lian's tendons and veins, so that even if the best time for practicing martial arts had passed, Qu Lian would still be able to practice martial arts.

But Yan Changge was having a hard time maintaining his human form, and his merits were on the verge of being overdrawn. His promise was just empty talk. Yan Changge never fought a battle he was not sure of. He just made a decision in his heart but did not say it.

Qu Lian taught Yan Changge how to use the computer to fast forward and slow down. Yan Changge saw that the computer actually had this function. Not only could it reproduce what had happened, but it could also slow down the speed to the extreme. No matter how fast the movement was, ordinary people could see it clearly. The system was really powerful. It actually had such a function.

"Computers are truly magical." Yan Changge said tentatively, not knowing whether modern people are aware that they are always living under the control of the system.

Qu Lian smiled and said, "Almost everyone has a computer nowadays, so it's not rare. You don't understand modern history, I'll explain it to you in detail when I have time. Of course, I'm not good at history and don't know much, but I still know some common sense."

"Thank you very much." Yan Changge's expression remained unchanged, but he felt extremely heavy in his heart. Looking at Qu Lian's expression, he was either being controlled by the system without knowing it, or he felt that being controlled was okay. Modern people are really... in danger all the time.

He put his hand on the mouse, but because he was not very experienced, he had trouble controlling the speed of the mouse. Qu Lian watched him from behind for a while, then put his hand on Yan Changge's hand and helped him use the mouse.

Qu Lian pressed his thin chest against Yan Changge's back, leaned his face close to his ear, and whispered, "This mouse is meant to be used this way. It takes some time to get used to it before you can control the speed. I'll show you first, and you can slowly get a feel for it."

As he said this, he moved his arm, pressed his fingers on Yan Changge's and clicked the left and right buttons of the mouse, and his handsome profile rubbed Yan Changge's face from time to time.

After teaching for a while, he suddenly said, "Huh? Now if I take the initiative to touch you, it seems that I won't be hurt by your internal energy."

After Qu Lian said this, Yan Changge, who was originally studying the mouse seriously, was slightly stunned, it seemed that it was indeed the case.

Sword energy is a part of his body. If he doesn't restrain it, it will be released unconsciously, making it difficult for people to get close to him. At first, he always had to try hard to be patient in order not to hurt Qu Lian, but after spending more time with her, he seemed to restrain his sword energy the moment he felt Qu Lian's aura.

Qu Lian was indescribably happy. He turned his head to whisper something in Yan Changge's ear, but Yan Changge moved at that moment. Qu Lian's soft lips brushed against Yan Changge's cold face. He immediately let go of her hand as if frightened, took a few steps back, looked at Yan Changge with some embarrassment and a little expectation, and whispered, "Sorry..."

"?" Yan Changge was a little confused by Qu Lian's actions. He turned his head to look at him and saw that his face was flushed. He stood up and raised his hand to touch his forehead. "You don't seem to have a fever. What's wrong with you?"

What's wrong? Don't you feel embarrassed about the ambiguous behavior just now? Qu Lian looked at Yan Changge in disbelief. Even if this person doesn't understand the new technology of modern society, he shouldn't be so ignorant about feelings, right? The contact just now was already quite ambiguous!

"It's okay." Qu Lian swallowed the blood in his heart and gritted his teeth and said, "Just watch slowly, I'll go feed the dog!"

Yan Changge: “…”

I don't understand why Qu Lian's heartbeat and blood flow suddenly accelerated even though he didn't do any strenuous exercise. Jian is really puzzled by human reactions. It seems that he still needs a long time to adapt to society. Although he is somewhat resistant to the system and the Internet, it seems that the fastest way to understand modern society is the Internet. Qu Lian also said that reading newspapers is outdated for him...

Yan Changge was a decisive person. Since he already had an identity in the system, he no longer cared about being monitored. It was always better to know both oneself and the enemy. If one day he would become an enemy of the system, it would be better to make up his mind early to understand how powerful this great man was so that he could make plans early.

After calming down, he watched the video with peace of mind. The most urgent task now was to restore the Qu family's secret method as soon as possible.

On the other side, Qu Lian ran out to feed the cats and dogs before he calmed down. He didn't want to see Yan Changge for the time being, so he picked up his mobile phone to play, intending to register a Weibo account for Yan Changge, so that he could use it to gain fans when he becomes famous in the future.

Who would have thought that as soon as I opened the Weibo homepage, I saw that I had been tagged countless times, and a very familiar-looking video came into view.

(eleven)

The video #最强機機飛警# was widely circulated on Weibo. I want to be a photography expert. I was originally a well-known amateur photographer with hundreds of thousands of Weibo fans. Some big Vs also paid attention to and commented on the short videos he shot. Such a short video that can only be produced by movie special effects actually happened to real people. In today's society that worships ancient martial arts, it was immediately loved by everyone and forwarded hundreds of thousands of times, and even made it to the Weibo hot search list.

Someone recognized that the video took place in Lincheng, so most of the people in Lincheng were tagged, and many people were asking if anyone knew this flying policeman. The official Weibo of Lincheng Police Station was also circled countless times, and everyone hoped to get an official answer.

Qu Lian's Weibo account is also a verified account. Although he doesn't have many fans, many big Vs follow him. After all, Qu Lian is also one of the upper class people in China. For such hot news, naturally many people tagged him. When he logged into Weibo, he saw the video of Yan Changge riding a motorcycle and the clip of Yan Changge running.

Qu Ershao is a person who doesn't like to show off, and now he just wants to help Yan Changge build momentum so that he can attract fans in the future. Seeing the heroic figure of Yan Changge being circulated on Weibo, Qu Lian's eyes turned and he quickly posted a Weibo.

Er Shao: #The Strongest Motorcycle Police# I know this guy. He just saved me a few days ago. [Picture]

The photo uploaded by Qu Lian was a photo of him and Yan Changge. Yan Changge looked very serious when taking the photo, and seemed to be looking at the phone warily. Qu Lian just thought he had never seen a phone before and was not used to taking photos, and did not think much about it. Now he just posted it online to prove his words.

After posting on Weibo, Qu Lian used a tablet to register a real-name account for Yan Changge, with a photo of the two of them as the profile picture, and followed himself using Yan Changge's account. The first person Yan Changge followed was Er Shao. Then he submitted a real-name verification application, stating that his job title was a master of ancient martial arts, and was waiting for Weibo verification.

This kind of Weibo certification usually takes two working days to complete, and requires a lot of materials. However, these are not a problem for Qu Lian. He only needs to make a phone call, and Yan Changge's Weibo will immediately become Orange V.

After doing all this, he picked up his phone again and saw a long string of comments under his Weibo asking for his name, age, address, measurements, marital status, etc. He happily began to reply to them one by one, and the content of his replies was basically "I know who he is but I won't tell you."

Yan Changge is such an outstanding person, sooner or later he will be noticed by everyone, but now, Qu Lian still wants Yan Changge to belong to him, even if it is only for a short period of time.

Meanwhile, the person in charge of the official Weibo account of Lincheng Police Department, who has been tagged countless times, is also very worried. So many people have come to inquire about the news of the flying policeman, but this person is not a policeman, and he is riding a police motorcycle. How should he respond? The number of inquiries has increased from yesterday to today. Many people are discussing why Lincheng Police Department refuses to release the name of this flying policeman. He is flying on a motorcycle on the streets of Lincheng. What is there to keep secret? Hurry up and reveal his real name so that everyone can see the real person!

The staff in charge of Weibo reported this matter to Chief Xu this morning, but has not received a response. Now facing the overwhelming bombardment on Weibo, I really don't know what to do. I always feel that if I don't give an explanation to the netizens today, there will be people with nothing to do waiting at the door of Lincheng Police Station tomorrow.

"Are you still working overtime and posting on Weibo? Is there any new information recently?" After interrogating Wang Yanfeng and the murderer, Shen Yifei walked into the office and greeted his colleagues.

"Captain Shen!" Weibo Xiao Song was like he had seen a savior, and said with tears in his eyes, "Look, the netizens have exposed you!"

"Ah?" Shen Yifei stepped forward and asked, "What's going on?"

Xiao Song checked the official Weibo account and saw that some netizens had posted several photos of Shen Yifei riding the motorcycle and circled the official Weibo account of the police station.

I want to be a photography expert: I looked through some old photos to see if there was any information about this flying police officer. Who knew that a week ago, the person riding this motorcycle was still the criminal police captain Shen Yifei. What's going on? @临城警局【图片】【图片】【图片】

Shen Yifei: "..."

The power of the crowd is truly terrifying.

"Captain Shen, what should we do?" Xiao Song said, "I think if the official Weibo doesn't give a clear explanation tonight, you might be surrounded by a large number of people tomorrow. This video has gone viral on Weibo, and everyone is asking about the whereabouts of the pilot."

Shen Yifei wiped his face and said, "This matter is still under planning, and the official blog cannot release the news directly. I will deal with this matter as soon as possible and talk about it after a conclusion. By the way, I will be out on a field trip tomorrow, so I won't come to the police station. You guys... calm the crowd down. If there is any problem, you can ask the criminal police team for help. I'm leaving!"

Looking at Shen Yifei's wolfish back, Xiao Song shouted sadly from behind: "Captain Shen, you're just going to run away like this? What should I do!"

Captain Shen didn't care what kind of siege Xiao Song would face tomorrow. He had originally planned to wait until Wang Yanfeng's matter was completely settled before looking for Yan Changge, but now it seemed that he couldn't wait any longer. He should go to Yan Changge as soon as possible and release the official news after the matter was finalized. In two days, his family might be exposed.

Qu Lian spent half the night browsing Weibo and then fell asleep. He did not notice that Yan Changge in the other bedroom had not slept all night. When he got up to eat the next morning, Yan Changge handed a stack of papers to Qu Lian.

"This is the introductory skills and moves I restored based on the video you gave me. I have practiced it many times last night and confirmed that it is correct." Yan Changge said.

"So fast!" Qu Lian picked up the stack of paper and found that he didn't recognize any of the words on it, but they were all written beautifully. In addition to the words, there was also a pulse diagram on the paper, which clearly depicted the operation of the internal force in each move and each style.

"What kind of font is this?" Qu Lian asked.

"Xiaozhuan." Xiaozhuan is the script used after the Qin Dynasty unified the six kingdoms. It is also the one Yan Changge is most familiar with and writes best.

Qu Lian: "...why don't you read it aloud and I'll write it down."

I wouldn't feel comfortable letting someone else copy Qu Lian, so it's best to write it yourself.

"That's fine," Yan Changge said, "I just happened to learn some modern characters from you."

"Let's talk about this later," Qu Lian stood up and said, "You should eat something quickly and go to rest. You recovered so quickly. Did you not sleep all night last night? Look at your eyes, there are..."

He reached out and touched Yan Changge's eye circles, looked at them carefully for a while, and then changed his words with difficulty: "There are no bloodshot eyes or dark circles. Your skin is good."

Yan Changge smiled. He had recently learned how to smile in front of Qu Lian. Every expression was so charming. Under his smile, Qu Lian seemed to be possessed. He reached out and touched Yan Changge's cheek. That perfect face seemed like a god carved by the Creator. Looking closely, there was no flaw at all. Every tiny detail was so perfect that it didn't look like a human.

Qu Lian himself is a handsome man, but he knows that he still has some flaws on his face and body. For example, a person's two eyes cannot be the same size, there is always some slight difference, and his ears are also small, without full and thick earlobes.

People say that people with big ears are blessed, but his ears are so small, does that mean he is not blessed?

Qu Lian stroked Yan Changge's face with his hands without any trace of old cocoon, and looked at him with a slightly infatuated look. This did not mean that he liked Yan Changge very much, but beautiful things would be appreciated and intoxicated by everyone.

For some reason, Yan Changge just let Qu Lian touch his cheek, gently pinch his arm, and put his palm on his strong chest.

The two of them stared at each other for a long time, so long that Qu Lian saw the unusually complex look in Yan Changge's eyes. He was shocked by the strange emotions hidden in those eyes, and quickly withdrew his hand, lowered his head, and drank the bowl of porridge in big gulps.

He is a coward, and his lack of masculinity over the years has made him lack the confidence as a man. He can play around with people, but once he touches the real soft heart, Qu Lian will turn into a turtle and dare not face it.

However, Qu Lian didn't have the courage to face it, but Yan Changge was not a person who would hide things. He stared at Qu Lian, and waited until the little turtle had finished breakfast and returned to its shell in the bedroom, then he slowly said: "You... remind me of someone familiar."

"Who?" Qu Lian asked.

He had already stood up and was about to go back to his room, but after hearing this, he sat down again involuntarily.

"My father." Although Yan Changge was looking at Qu Lian, his gaze seemed to pass through Qu Lian, across time and space, and return to the distant Spring and Autumn Period and Warring States Period.

"Ah?" Qu Lian asked in confusion, "Do I, do I look like your father?"

"No," Yan Changge shook his head, "but the movements and eyes are somewhat similar."

"Where?" Qu Lian asked.

Yan Changge's gaze returned from the distant other side to Qu Lian. He looked at the beautiful peach blossom eyes and said, "My father's appearance is not as good as yours. You two cannot be compared. It's just that some of your actions are slightly similar. When I was a child, my father always brought me with him. He never left me when he ate or slept. He also often touched my body like you do, and his eyes are also very similar."

Qu Lian: “?”

I always feel like something is wrong...

Yan Changge smiled nostalgically and sighed, "He always wiped my whole body with silk while saying, 'You are the most perfect work of my life.' The joy and love in his eyes surpassed everything in this world."

Qu Lian: “…”

"He made countless sheaths and clothes for me, and put them on me, but they were all destroyed in the end. He said that these clothes were not even one ten-thousandth as beautiful as I was and were not worthy of me."

Qu Lian: “…”

Thinking of the scabbard that he had cut off, Yan Changge couldn't help but let out a long sigh. From then on, there would never be a scabbard that suited him so well.

Qu Lian hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking: "Well, let me ask you, how old were you at that time?"

Yan Changge thought for a moment and said, "I only started to have memories when I was about four or five years old. From then until I left my father at the age of ten, my father always loved me so much."

"From the age of four or five to the age of ten, he was a beast..." Qu Lian suppressed the urge to beat up the pervert and continued to ask, "Did your father do anything excessive to you before you were ten? Why did you leave him after you were ten? Was it because he died?"

Yan Changge shook his head and said, "My father has always loved me very much. He would never force me to do anything I didn't want to do. But he sold me to someone else when I was ten years old. We separated from each other and I never saw my father again."

Qu Lian: “…”

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Small Theater 1

Flooring: We are of the same roots, why are you so anxious to hurt me? You have made me dirty, sob…

Motorcycle tires: ...

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Small Theater 2

System: I didn’t say anything before, but today I can’t help it. Every day when I wake up, I see Yan Changge imagining that I want to dominate the earth and conquer mankind. I am really tired. What is there to dominate on the earth? What is there to conquer in mankind? I really don’t want to care about them. I’m going to sleep.

Instantly, all the electricity in the world