Chapter 782 Returning to Yancheng

In the villa, a figure appeared out of thin air.

The home was kept spotlessly clean, and the floor was clean and illuminating. I don't know if it was Xiao Qian or Xiao Chan's fault this time.

But it is precisely because of this that when there is no one at home, it will be particularly quiet and empty. The light coming in from the window casts the shadow of the person on the floor. Alone, you can hear the swaying sound of the octahedron paper knots folded by the colored paper on the window lattice.

"Well, is no one at home again?"

Anyang muttered to himself and waved his hand to open the curtain.

Originally there were only one or two windows that let in the sunlight as the floor-to-ceiling windows were expanded, and the whole living room became bright and elegant.

Suddenly, Anyang's body froze.

A faint voice came from behind, with a soft smile: "Who said no one is home?"

As soon as Anyang turned around, he felt a slender and soft body jumping up, his slender arms wrapped around his neck, and his legs wrapped around his waist, like a little girl.

He also stretched out his hand and wrapped his arms around Comrade Xiaoqian's waist.

"Why is it getting longer and smaller?"

At this time, Comrade Xiaoqian was completely hanging on him, and the fragrance came faintly, but he couldn't help but be stunned when he heard his words.

"what?"

"I said you are getting smaller as you get older." Anyang had no choice but to repeat it again.

"Where is it?" Comrade Xiaoqian let go of his legs, which were wrapped around his waist, and immediately fell to the ground, leaving only his arms around his neck, and glanced down, "No way, my body is It has already been set, how can it become smaller?"

Anyang put his head against Xiaoqian's forehead, and then glanced down, suddenly speechless: "I didn't say that."

"I said why you are becoming more and more girlish, really."

Comrade Xiaoqian only reacted at this time, and she couldn't help but cover her face with her fingers, with a slight blush on her face: "It's not your fault, I never thought about it like this before! Who made you rude every time!"

"This is a video I saw on the Internet. In the video, the girls reunited with their boyfriends. They all jumped up and hugged them. I thought it was good and wanted to try it."

"Anyway...it's your fault!"

"Okay, okay, blame me, blame me." Anyang was really helpless, and immediately hugged her onto the sofa, starting to be dishonest.

"Don't make trouble, it's broad daylight!"

"It's easy to handle!" Anyang waved his hand, and the curtains were drawn with a swipe, "Okay, it's already dark."

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Bedroom, after the storm.

Comrade Xiaoqian lay side by side with him and said angrily, "You, you, do you only know how to mess around all day long?"

Anyang let her point her finger on his head, smiled and said nothing.

After a while, he took the phone and watched.

"My parents told me to go home!"

"Husband, it's time to go back." Comrade Xiaoqian turned to be next to him, and put his soft and plump body next to him. "How long has it been since I went back last time?"

"My mother asked me to go back with you, and asked me to bring Xiao Chan with me. It seems that they like that little fox."

"Fox spirits are lovable everywhere." Comrade Xiaoqian paused for a while, then said, "Go back, go back, just a few days later will be the first anniversary of the founding of An's Group, and if you don't go back these days, you will be busy again. , and then there will be no time.”

"It's the first anniversary of An's so soon..."

"yes."

Comrade Xiaoqian fluttered her long hair, which was very attractive.

Anyang stopped talking.

In a blink of an eye, Anshi Group has been established for a year.

Although the establishment of the Anshi Group is not the same as his beginning to travel in time and space, it can also be regarded as one of his first careers. And during this year, he has spent countless days and nights in different worlds, and whenever he thinks of the passage of time, it is still worth sighing.

Especially looking back on the path that has grown over time.

Anyang raised his hand from under the thin quilt to take a look.

No sign of aging.

This is obviously due to the effect of cultivating various systems, no, maybe the effect of the monster body is also added.

Comrade Xiaoqian was lying on his chest and raised his eyes to look up. He saw what he was thinking at a glance, he couldn't help but chuckle, turned over and reached out to the bedside table to grope for something.

The thin quilt was torn apart by her movements, revealing the curves of her snow-white and smooth back, and her spine revealed thin traces.

In just a moment, she brought up a mirror like a joke, and handed it to Anyang: "Well, take a picture."

Anyang smiled helplessly, and did not take the mirror, but turned her head and looked at the mirror in her hand carefully.

His face has changed a little, and it looks better than before. The lines are more distinct, making the outline more three-dimensional. The most important thing is the calm temperament between the eyebrows, and those eyes that are more calm than ordinary people, deep and moving, seems to have the feeling that they can suck people's souls in.

So even if it's not very handsome, it's attractive, and after watching it for a long time, it will make people think that 'this guy is also very good-looking'.

In a nutshell, it's good looking.

And if he wants to investigate the traces of the years, this is all that the precipitation of time and experience has given him. As for the vicissitudes or wrinkles, he can't see it on his face.

If others looked at him at a glance, they would never regard him as a twenty-four-year-old youth, but when looking at his age carefully, no one would say that he was over twenty-four or five years old.

Because he looks young, but his temperament is not shallow.

Anyang glanced two or three more times, but there was still no sign of aging, even if he was mature, it was only between the expressions.

The cultivators in the world of Shenzhou can live at least a hundred years, and the cultivators have a life span of two or three hundred years, and most people will not grow old until the last twenty or thirty years. If he is so young, he has nearly four hundred years of cultivation, and he can live at least four or five hundred years old, which almost breaks the record of Shenzhou world.

Now there is the bonus of "Shushan Biography".

Arcane mages live longer, in millennia.

I don't know how long the demons in the world of "Painted Skin" can live, but as long as the academics in the land of origin have enough strength, they might be able to break through the eternal barrier and live longer than heaven and earth!

So how long can Anyang live...

he does not know.

He only knew that if he didn't die, he would probably live until he didn't want to. And in the process without a long-term and fulfilling belief, he will go crazy.

No one can endure eternal loneliness.

Fortunately, he has someone to accompany him.

But if you think about it carefully, the reason why cultivators in the world of Shenzhou do not live long is probably because of the limited vision caused by the cultivation environment, and there is no other internal and external pressure, so they only focus on their inner cultivation and growth, and they also lack a lofty goal. The cultivator's metabolism of old and new is too fast.

Generally like this kind of natural world, any situation has a reason or incentive, and it will not be for nothing.

For example, scholars in the land of origin have a long lifespan, because most of them will find ways to increase their lifespan to adapt to extremely time-consuming academic research or the conquest and development of other planes, and there are many ways.

For example biotechnology, blood vessel transplantation…

For example, work hard on the technique...

Such as rune technology...

Soul Technology...

and so on.

For a long time, with the development of generations, these technologies are integrated into the system and completely become part of the mysterious civilization. Any academician will have a long lifespan.

Just when he was thinking about it, Comrade Xiaoqian suddenly took the mirror away, and said in his mouth: "Okay, good-looking, good-looking, young and handsome, okay?"

Anyang couldn't help laughing and stretched out a hand to embrace her.

"Don't make trouble, let me see. Tomorrow happens to be Saturday. Students are on holiday on Saturday, and my uncle and aunt won't go to work."

"Well, Saturday."

"Can you call Miss Weiwei?"

"Let me ask her."

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In the evening, still eat in the living room.

After getting used to modern life, apart from the little fox, the other two of the three female fairies have lost their ability to take care of themselves.

Anyang told them to bring Xiaochan back to Yancheng tomorrow, and to find two trustworthy people to cook for them.

This time, his laboratory has also been repaired.

Anyang went to the back mountain to take a look. The overall design was still according to his wishes. The planning was very simple, but he tried his best to achieve sound insulation and solidity.

And he has to transform the research room. The place where energy radiation should be isolated should be isolated by special technology, and the place where energy should be introduced should also be introduced with mysterious words. What kind of impedance characteristics and research environment should be given to each laboratory, what kind of equipment should it be equipped with, and what kind of equipment should be equipped to summon certain creatures as assistants, he needs to operate it himself.

Anyang did part of it overnight, and another part had to wait until he returned from Yancheng.

After breakfast the next day, they set off.

Rabbit Jing originally wanted to follow, but Anyang brought Xiao Chan. Forced by the lewd power of this little fox, the 'simple and kind' rabbit spirit would not dare to make trouble in front of her.

Sitting in the car, Comrade Xiaoqian was still teasing about whether the two small animals would be starved to death in the past two days.

Xiaochan sat in the back seat alone and dared not speak.

Not long after, they arrived at Yancheng.

The old school community is very clean. The lush elm trees in the community are bathed in the early morning sun. There is a special feeling like this kind of old community.

The car drove in slowly and stopped at the bottom of a building.

Anyang hooked her hand and let Xiaochan come forward. Regardless of whether she wanted it or not, she took her small hand with one hand and held Comrade Xiaoqian with the other, and walked towards the entrance of the corridor.

Fortunately, Xiaochan is small, otherwise it would be a bit crowded.

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