Chapter 445 Personality
The main reason why practice is hindered is Mosi, and it is useless to be anxious.
He Fanshuang glanced at Li Ang, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said lightly, "Do you need me to take you flying?"
"Then it's better to avoid it."
Li Ang shook his head and smiled wryly. Except for body training, other paths can freely gallop in the sky in their own ways after reaching the cloud patrolling state.
Almost all monks, after being promoted to patrol the clouds, the first thing they do is to soar into the sky, watch the clouds and the moon, or find a mountaintop and jump down, swooping through the vast sea of clouds, whizzing past the lush canopy.
This feeling of free flight is unmatched by any artificial aircraft, such as hot air balloons and airplanes.
Even the indifference of personality is so frosty, in the few days before the start of school, I couldn't help dragging Li Leling and the others to learn to fly on Gongxia Mountain.
Actually, Li Ang can also use his mind power and wind talisman to temporarily fly up, but the flying posture is not so good-looking. If he uses ink silk to generate wings, he can fly very fast.
Putting the textbooks into the schoolbag, Li Ang walked out of the classroom, instead of going to the cafeteria to eat with other companions, he went to the publication office of the school first.
As soon as he walked to the door of Dr. Su Feng's office, he heard a distressed sigh coming from inside.
what happened?
Li Ang was puzzled, knocked on the door and asked, "Is Dr. Su Feng there?"
"Yes, please come in."
Su Feng’s weak voice came from the room,
Li Ang pushed the door open and walked in, only to find that Su Feng was lying on the recliner, staring up at the ceiling with a sluggish expression.
"Risheng, you are here."
Su Feng saw that it was Li Ang who came, and pouted towards the back of the recliner, "The tea and cups are on the shelf, and the hot water is in the kettle. You can make it yourself."
"What happened to Dr. Su?"
Li Ang released his thoughts, fetched tea, and made two cups of tea for himself and Su Feng.
"Don't mention it."
Su Feng sat up straight, holding hot tea, and said angrily: "The debate between monks and Taoists has been canceled temporarily, so I am so angry."
Just for this matter?
Li Ang couldn't help but laugh. Su Feng, as a doctor of science in the Academy, is a well-known person who hates religion, and he doesn't have much interest in Taihao Mountain.
Every year, he will disguise himself and participate in the debate between monks and Taoists in Chang'an City. He will fight under the stage and let the Taoist chief, abbot, and priests quarrel with each other. It is best to fight on the spot
For example, when you smashed a Buddha statue in front of a monk, the angry monks on the other side pointed out that the Buddha once said, "If you see me with color and ask me with sound, you are walking in an evil way and cannot see the Tathagata."
The Buddha himself opposed the establishment of Buddha statues, and these monks distorted the scriptures.
Another example is when arguing about the scriptures, one suddenly goes up and slaps a Nestorian priest, and claims that the Nestorian prophet once said, "If someone slaps you on the right cheek, give him the other."
Let the Nestorian priests never mind.
Su Feng is never tired of this kind of immoral activities. If he can see the masters fighting each other, he will be able to float the next day when he walks.
Just this year, there was a disturbance in Xingzhou, and now anyone who is closely related to Jianquan will be interrogated by the Zhenfu Department.
The monks in Chang'an were in constant panic, and people from other religious sects were also worried, for fear that the Zhenfu Division would expand the scope of the interrogation.
Under such circumstances, it is naturally impossible for monks and Taoists to discuss scriptures, and Su Feng fell into despair.
Li Ang shook his head amusedly, took out an article from his school bag, and put it on Su Feng's desk, "Dr. Su, this is the paper I wrote recently, take a look."
"Oh? What subject matter?"
Mentioning the thesis, Su Feng could be regarded as cheered up, quickly flipped through it, and unconsciously raised his eyebrows, "Betel nut?"
Li Ang nodded, "I saw that there are many vendors and shops on the streets of Chang'an, all of which are selling betel nuts, so I went to investigate and found that long-term consumption is no less harmful to the human body than poison."
The history of eating betel nuts can be traced back to the Han Dynasty, and it was popular in the Wei and Jin Dynasties. At that time, the dignitaries used fresh betel nuts as snacks for digestion.
The problem is that this thing is a carcinogen, and the arecoline contained in it can cause fibrosis of the oral mucosa, which in turn can cause cancer.
"Well"
Su Feng looked at it briefly, nodded and said, "I see. I will ask other doctors to help review the manuscript. If there are no problems, it will be published in a few days."
Li Ang is now an authority among the medical authorities in Yu State, and he is a school of his own, so he doesn't have to worry about the long review time.
"Well, thanks."
Li Ang nodded, after years of his spare no effort to popularize science, people have finally developed the habit of not drinking raw water, eating less or not eating snake and fish, and wearing masks frequently in winter and spring. congratulations.
"correct."
Su Feng remembered something, opened the drawer, and took out a flat wooden box from it, "This is what the head of the mountain asked me to give you. He said that you always get caught in the mutation for no reason, and asked me to give this thing to you for self-defense.
It is also a reward for you for saving hundreds of thousands of people in Xingzhou City. "
"ah?"
Li Ang took the wooden box in surprise and was about to open it.
Su Feng quickly raised his hand to stop it: "No, this is given to you by the head of the mountain. You should go home and open it yourself. The less people know, the less risk you will have."
"okay."
Li Ang put away the wooden box and put it in his schoolbag, wondering, "When did the head of the mountain come back? Why haven't I heard any news about it?"
"I came back last night and left again this morning. It's normal if you don't know."
Su Feng curled his lips, "The old man is getting more and more elusive, tsk, why don't you give me more funding for being so vigorous and resolute. Now the patent office can hardly afford lobsters.
Ahem, I mean, the research funds for Reiki machines and Talisman boards are almost burned out again. "
You are always very skilled at defrauding funds.
Li Ang's eyes twitched. The patent office is the most profitable institution in the school. It has dine-in meals that are different from the cafeteria. They often cook delicacies from mountains and seas. Some seniors who work part-time at the patent office often come to eat and drink.
Li Ang is not used to eating, and would rather go to the cafeteria.
He exchanged some pleasantries, put on his schoolbag, and was about to leave. When he walked to the door, Su Feng suddenly asked: "Risheng, if, I mean, if your closest and most trusted person becomes a monster, you What will happen?"
Um?
Li Ang looked back at Su Feng suspiciously, who forced a smile, "Last night I had an absurd dream, dreaming that my wife and children were assimilated by mutations, that's why I asked this question."
The closest and most trusted person becomes a monster
Li Ang thought for a moment, and replied: "I will let him do a test paper about the state of psychology and memory?
What determines a person is personality rather than others.
If the psychology and memory have not changed, then it doesn't matter even if it turns into a monster.
If the psychology and memory are completely changed, then see if it can still be saved. "
"Is this so?"
Su Feng nodded thoughtfully, and waved his hand, indicating that he had no doubts.
After Li Ang closed the door and left, Su Feng sighed with a complicated expression when the sound of footsteps gradually drifting away came from the corridor.
He opened the drawer, hesitating in his palm, and took out a scroll from the deepest part of the drawer.
He spread out the scroll on the table, and there was a painting on it.
The painting depicts a majestic and vast underground city.
(end of this chapter)