Into Unscientific Chapter 181

  Chapter 181 My roommate came from a thousand years ago (6.6K)

be honest.

   As a reborn who lived two lifetimes.

   Although Xu Yun's thinking has also become a little younger due to his young body, he occasionally becomes a little flirty.

But on the other hand.

  His mentality and endurance have inherited the stability of his previous life.

  Even because of studying hard for ten years, it is reasonable to say that my mentality is more stable than in my previous life.

  In the past few days, many things that surprised him did happen.

   But there are very few situations where he would really lose his composure.

   Yes this time.

  He broke this precedent.

  Su Song.

  Old Su!

   Didn't he die within two years after he left?

  Why do you travel through parallel time and space and come to the native world?

  How should I explain it to him?

   While Xu Yun was in a daze, Lao Su frowned a little bit more.

   He looked around the room again, and his eyes stayed on the mobile phone in Xu Yun's hand and the computer in front of him for a few seconds.

   Just as he was about to speak again, he suddenly realized something and stood there dumbfounded:

The last picture in his memory is that he is weakly lying on the bed, making the last exhortations with Xiao Zhao who came to the hospital bed—these are actually nothing, the key is that in the last few years of his life, his body actually Has aged to a certain limit.

   Like the neck.

  Generally speaking.

  If he wants to look somewhere or talk to others, the whole process of turning his head takes at least two seconds, and at most three or four seconds.

  His neck is like a rusty machine.

   Every time you turn your head, it takes a lot of effort to turn it around.

   But now.

  Old Su twisted his neck from side to side like a rattle, feeling the silkiness that he hadn't experienced in decades.

soon.

  He looked at his palm again.

  I saw that the palms that were originally covered with wrinkles, like dry bark, have also recovered their smoothness at this time.

Precisely.

   It should be that every joint in the whole body has regained its youthful vitality.

  Think here.

  He turned his head abruptly, and asked in a hoarse voice due to excitement:

   "Xiao Wang, what happened to this...?"

  Xu Yun came back to his senses after being asked such a question. He took a deep breath and put down the fruit knife.

  Pull the Xihao armchair that he usually sits on in front of Lao Su, motioning for Lao Su to sit down.

  I took this opportunity to secretly glance at Lao Su.

  When he was in Su Mansion, he had met Lao Su's son, Xiao Su No. 6.

   In terms of appearance.

   When he was young, Lao Su and Xiao Su No. 6 did have some similarities between their eyebrows, and it can be seen that they must be the biological father and son.

Um.

   It seems that during the nine years when Old Su was obsessed with the library and seldom went home, there were no tauren incidents.

   Then Xu Yun was silent for a moment, and said slowly:

   "Master, I want to tell you two things, but you have to prepare first."

  Old Su glanced at him and nodded:

   "But it's okay to say."

   "The first thing is...my real name is Xu Yun, not Wang Lin."

"Oh."

  Looking at the unresponsive old Su, Xu Yun swallowed, and continued to speak cautiously:

   "The second thing is... I actually come from a descendant of the Song Dynasty nine hundred years later, and this is the era nine hundred years later."

   Finish speaking.

  Xu Yun stared at Lao Su closely, and kept glancing at the drawer where the quick-acting heart-rescuing pills were kept out of the corner of his eye.

   I'm afraid that this big guy will belch again as soon as he comes back to life.

   But to his surprise.

  Lao Su's eyes just flashed a little blank, and after a few seconds, his expression quickly returned to calm:

"I see."

  Xu Yun glanced at him in surprise, and asked:

   "Aren't you surprised?"

   According to his plan.

  In order to convince Lao Su to accept the facts, he might have to show some electrical appliances or images to help prove it.

   "Surprised? Of course surprised."

  Old Su raised his eyelids to look at Xu Yun, then raised his right hand towards him, and he could see that the palm was clean and clean:

   "But the old man remembers very clearly. Not long ago, the old man was lying on the bed, and the time was running out. Even His Majesty came to see him off in person."

   "At this time, the old man's consciousness is still there, and his body is as strong as when he was young. It is undoubtedly a different body."

   "So this place is either underworld or heaven, or another era you mentioned, the latter seems to be a little easier to accept."

   As he spoke, he paused, and his eyes locked on a hand-wrought optical microscope on Xu Yun's desk—after all, Xu Yun was a creature king all his life.

  I saw him poking his chin towards the microscope, and said clearly:

   "So your identity is not an actor, and Feng Lingyue Shadow Sect is also fabricated by you, it doesn't exist at all."

   "In fact, all you have is the knowledge of later generations, right?"

  Xu Yun scratched his head in embarrassment:

   "Exactly."

  Old Su sighed quietly, as if he had solved a certain mystery:

   "No wonder the old man can't find out your identity no matter what, no wonder you have mastered so many weird skills, it all makes sense now"

   "Nine hundred years later"

  Old Su repeated the number again, and a hint of admiration appeared in his eyes:

   "It turns out that after nine hundred years, people will be able to travel between ancient and modern times, and even bring the spirits of the ancients to future generations?"

   "No no no!"

  Xu Yun was taken aback for a moment, then quickly waved his hands and quickly explained:

   "Today's technological level is far from reaching that level, it's just that the villain had some adventures and met you by accident."

   "If it develops normally, I am afraid that it may not be possible to travel through time and space after thousands of years."

   "I'll explain the specific situation to you later, do you think so?"

  Old Su was taken aback when he heard the words, and then nodded thoughtfully:

"I see."

  He again put his right index finger on the pulse of his left hand, feeling the surging vitality in his body.

   Look at the pulse.

  This body is probably only around 20 years old.

   Then he opened his mouth, and was about to ask Xu Yun for a mirror to see his appearance.

   But before he could say anything, another thing suddenly came to his mind.

   His pupils shrank and his body stood upright.

   Stuffing the question he was going to ask back into his stomach, he couldn't wait to ask Xu Yun:

   "Then Xiao Wang, since it is nine hundred years later, what about Song Dynasty? How about Song Dynasty?"

  Xu Yun was silent for a long time, then took out his phone.

  In the search bar, he entered the three words 'Song Huizong'.

   After a while.

  The page refreshes.

  Xu Yun handed it to Lao Su, gestured for the basic operation of the touch screen, and said:

   "This thing is called a mobile phone, and the encyclopedia on it. You can treat it as a history book. What I will show you is the biography of Song Huizong."

  Old Su couldn't wait to take the phone, without any thought of studying this novel object, but quickly looked at the content.

   Seeing this situation, Xu Yun added:

   "If you want to see the content behind it, just slide down the side like this, by the way, can you understand the words above?"

   Next second.

  Old Su's actions answered Xu Yun's question.

  I saw him holding the phone, his eyes locked on the screen, and he muttered:

   "Song Huizong Zhao Ji, November 2, 1082-June 4, 1135, Master Xuanhe."

  “.Under the decadent rule of the Song Huizong Group, peasant uprisings in the Northern Song Dynasty were surging, and the Songjiang Uprising and the Fangla Uprising broke out successively.”

   ". In the first year of Jingkang, the Jin army came to the city. According to Li Gang's words, he surrendered to Prince Zhao Huan"

   "In March of the second year of Jingkang, Qinzong and Zhao Huan were captured by the Jin people. Jin Tianhui died in Wuguo City in the thirteenth year at the age of 54."

  The encyclopedia contains a detailed account of Zhao Ji's life history, covering everything from his early experiences to his captivity to the north.

   It is a rare application worthy of its size.

  Old Su just looked at it like this, breathing more and more heavily, his hands and lips trembling constantly.

  Ten minutes passed.

  When I saw the words "Northern Song Dynasty perished".

  Old Su couldn't hold on anymore.

   Suddenly loosening his hands, the phone fell directly to the ground.

  I saw tears in his rare eyes, his chest was heaving heavily, he gritted his teeth and said:

   "Zhao Ji. Zhao Huan"

   Finished speaking.

  Old Su closed his eyes in pain, and leaned weakly on the headrest of the chair, with a tear streaming down the corner of his eye.

   Even when Wang Anshi was imprisoned and leaned against the cold and dark prison, he had never felt so sad and indignant.

  Northern Song Dynasty

   It just disappeared like this?

  He knows that King Duan is frivolous, but there are not no examples in history that were originally stubborn but became a generation of wise kings after ascending the throne.

In his opinion.

   Whether an emperor is good or bad, in fact, he needs to be guided by the ministers.

  Besides, based on the accumulation of the Northern Song Dynasty, Zhao Ji is a wise king without asking.

  Even if he is just a conservative monarch, he can continue Guozuo smoothly.

   Therefore, he has always been unable to let go of the frustration of pulling Zhao Ji from the throne, and even died of illness because of it.

   But at this moment.

  He no longer has the slightest regret in his heart, and even feels that Xiao Zhao's actions are too cheap for Zhao Ji.

  Those are tens of millions of Song citizens!

   Fortunately, in my original world, Xu Yun appeared.

   After a few minutes.

  Old Su opened his eyes again, stood up, and was about to bow down to Xu Yun:

   "Su Zirong, the prime minister of the Northern Song Dynasty, the soldiers and common people who died in the Jingkang Incident at the end of the Song Dynasty, thank you for your kindness!"

   "Don't!"

  Xu Yun was already prepared when Lao Su got up, and quickly grabbed him, but he couldn't afford this salute from Lao Su:

   "Let me tell you, we don't enjoy this kind of ceremony these days, and I'm just a small angry youth doing what I can. You don't know that there are still people calling me a nationalist on pirated websites."

  Finally, under Xu Yun's rhetoric, Lao Su finally let go of the idea of ​​saluting.

   Then he sat back on the chair and pondered:

   "Forget it, but Xiao Wang, you don't need to call yourself a villain anymore, and don't call me master anymore, just press, just press"

  Old Su was talking, when he suddenly got stuck:

  If it is in the original time and space, or if his old body also came to this era, then he has many options.

  For example, you can let Xu Yun call himself a junior, call him Xiaoyou, etc.

  But now this body

  Looking at his stuck appearance, Xu Yun also quickly realized something, and took the initiative to say:

   "By the way, I was planning to tell you about this. Times have changed, and today's names are different from nine hundred years ago."

   "Do you think this is okay? You can just call me Xu Yun, and I will call you Lao Su—now the word 'old' is also commonly used among friends, such as Lao Wang next door."

   "In private, I will still call you by you, but in public, I will use 'you' as a substitute. What do you think?"

   "The other thing is that you have to change the way you speak as much as possible. Now you don't like the kind of saying that you are too, even the ancient circles don't have this habit."

   "Specifically, I will find a way to get a communication teaching disc of common vocabulary, and then you can learn it by yourself."

   "Also, you should stay with me for the time being, don't go out easily, and don't say you are an ancient person in the future."

   "Our country doesn't usually engage in slicing these days, but you are a super Fujianese, and if you can't keep it all, some Guangdong experts like to eat Fujian sashimi."

  Xu Yun talked a lot, Lao Su nodded without hesitation:

   "The guest is up to the host, and everything is done according to Wang Yi Xu Yun."

  Old Su's attitude seemed very cooperative.

  The biggest difference between Lao Su and other ancient and modern characters is that he came to the afterlife after death.

   For an old man who has passed away.

  It is already a great fortune to be able to live another life with a young attitude, and the reborn world is still full of unknowns. Naturally, Xu Yun should take the lead in everything.

"Row."

  Xu Yun snapped his fingers, then thought of something, and said:

   "By the way, do you have any documents or anything?"

   If I remember correctly.

  Before when Light Curtain mentioned Lao Su's information, it seemed that he had come with all the documents.

  At this time, Lao Su was wearing an ordinary Anta winter coat. Although it was a little different from the ancient clothes, a few pockets were still very conspicuous.

   He rummaged around after hearing the words, and quickly pulled out an ID card and another booklet, and handed them to Xu Yun:

   "But this thing?"

   "You should say 'Is this the thing'."

  Xu Yun corrected his statement, and took the ID card and booklet.

  The ID card is on the top of the booklet, so Xu Yun looked at the ID card in this order first.

  The name on the ID card is unsurprisingly written with two words:

  Su Song.

  In addition, the ID number is also normal, and the household registration address is Tong'an County, Ludao City, Fujian Province.

   If I remember correctly.

   This should be the hometown of Lao Su in history, after all, he is a super Min province native.

   Then Xu Yun pulled up the booklet below.

   As a result, the moment he saw the cover clearly, his pupils shrank suddenly:

   On the cover, the words 'Huaxia University of Science and Technology-Student ID' are impressively written!

  Xu Yun took advantage of the situation and opened it.

as predicted.

  The photo column in the interior is impressively printed with Lao Su's headshot.

   Judging from the relevant information, he is still a physics student who graduated from senior year this year! (Note: The age of Lao Su in the previous article was changed from 18 to 22)

  Xu Yun raised his eyebrows suddenly.

   Then he thought about it, and gestured to Lao Su to wait.

  Picked up the mobile phone on the ground, unlocked it with fingerprints, and dialed a number.

   After a while.

  The phone is connected.

  Wang Qingchen's voice came from the other end of the phone:

   "Hello, Xiao Xu?"

  Wang Qingchen was the director of the Internet Information Office of the University of Science and Technology who helped Xu Yun check his IP address. When they parted, they left a contact information and added WeChat friends.

  Xu Yun glanced at Lao Su who had a face of "how can this thing make a sound", and quickly said:

   "Director Wang, can you help me find the student files in our school? My team plans to recruit someone recently, and I want to find out about him."

   "Are you on campus?"

  The other person on the phone, Wang Qingchen suddenly smiled heartily:

   "That's easy, just send your student number or ID number."

   "114514"

   "Okay, I found the information and send it to your WeChat."

   "OKOK, thank you, Director Wang, I'll treat you to dinner when I'm free."

After a few minutes.

  Xu Yun received a file on his mobile phone.

  He opened it through the decoding software that comes with the phone.

   After a few seconds.

  A complete "Su Song" resume appeared in front of him:

  Su Song, 22 years old, from Tong'an, Fujian Province.

  When he was young, his parents died in a car accident, and he was adopted by Qidian Orphanage.

  After being admitted to the Department of Physics of HKUST with excellent grades, he is introverted and obsessed with studying, and the relationship between classmates is relatively cold

   "Graduated from HKUST Department of Physics"

  After reading this resume, Xu Yun thought for a moment, and said to Old Su:

   "Old Su, do you still remember the interpretation of Maxwell's equations?"

  Old Su blinked, tried hard to recall, shook his head and said:

"no impression."

   "What about the operation of SQUID?"

   "I don't remember either."

   "Where is Guo Pinghua?"

   ". I have a little impression, it seems that the old man is my classmate?"

  After asking a series of questions, Xu Yun almost confirmed the situation of Lao Su's "this life":

  First of all, knowledge is a blank slate:

  In addition to the knowledge I taught in the Northern Song Dynasty, the nine-year compulsory teaching and four-year university are basically for nothing.

   In addition, the language communication is normal, and there are memories among classmates.

  From the aspect of appearance, the possibility of the so-called "grandfather" can be completely ruled out, that is, the halo actually creates a person.

  The last point Xu Yun is not too surprised:

  The easter egg that Yang Hui's triangle replaced Pascal's triangle has long proved that Halo has this ability.

   Even in terms of influence.

  Yang Hui's triangle is even more difficult.

  Besides, things like traveling through time and space have been done, "creating" a person is not too outrageous.

all in all.

  There is good news and bad news for now:

  The good news is simple:

  Lao Su has already graduated from senior year, so he doesn't need to think about socializing with classmates.

  At the same time, it is not uncommon for fresh graduates to fail to find a job five months after graduation and stay around the school, but it is not uncommon.

   Bad news

  It is that Lao Su currently has no traces of any modern knowledge system, except for the knowledge he handed over in the Northern Song Dynasty.

  Even if all liberal arts content such as geography and politics are put aside, he still has a lot of knowledge to make up.

   In addition, learning the communication and living habits of modern society is also a big problem.

  But Xu Yun firmly believes in one thing:

  With Lao Su's talent, these difficulties will not trouble him.

  The only all-round geniuses in Chinese and Western history are Lao Su and Da Vinci, and Lao Su's talent is beyond doubt.

   Maybe soon.

  He can expect Lao Su to help him.

Of course.

  The most important thing right now is.

   Prepare another bed for Lao Su.

   After all, two men can't sleep in the same bed, can they?

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  (end of this chapter)

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