The Old Gods Are Whispering

  Chapter 20 Back to School Day

  Gu Jianlin felt the pale will-o'-the-wisp burning on the five fingers of his right hand, and fell into deep thought.

"The amount of spiritual burning remains the same, but the power is doubled. If a normal person only has one tube of spiritual mana, each release of a skill consumes 50 mana points, and it can release a damage equivalent to 100 attacks. In my case, it is quite Behind him is a substitute invisible to others, who consumes 50 points of mana at the same time, causing 200 points of damage."

   "And the benefits brought by the unicorn are estimated to be more than that, because I am now in a human state, not like in the ancient tomb..."

   "But there is no free lunch in the world. In addition to my own advancement, I have to share half of it to feed the black unicorn. But obviously, I do not only have the power of the sublimator, but also the power of the unicorn belonging to the ancient gods."

   I just don’t know how much more resources will be burned for this.

   Regarding the existence of the black unicorn, in fact, he is somewhat used to it now.

   At first, he thought that the legendary Qilin Venerable was revived in his body.

  Trying to take him away like in the fairy tale.

   But in fact, the black unicorn is one with him.

   That feeling is very strange, like another personality separated from the body.

  A majestic and furious personality like a king.

  Gu Jianlin was convinced that this had no effect on him.

  When he used profiling before, he could also see part of other people's lives, an immersive experience.

  The more you see, the more you understand.

   There is a saying that the more people know, the less happy they will be.

   This will indeed somewhat burden his mental state.

   Fortunately, his personality is very dull, he is not easily influenced by emotions, and can regulate himself.

  In the end, it just made him more and more reticent, making it difficult to be happy.

   In other words, it is easy to be depressed.

  Dad reminded him when he taught him profile writing that enough should be done in moderation.

  However, no matter in the ancient tomb or under the viaduct, he can feel the anger and majesty of the king's dominion when he uses the power of the unicorn in his body twice. It feels like a **** has been substituted into the profile.

   Then, replace it.

"Li Changzhi took me away because he wanted to get my father's relics from me, but my father left me nothing before his death, except for the mysterious unicorn mask. If you guessed right, after Venerable Qilin was killed, he Perhaps the power of my body is preserved in that mask... and my profile, has that power been interpreted?"

  Gu Jianlin felt that his guess was absurd, but it was not unreasonable.

   Now that he uses profiling on himself, he can basically see two images.

  One is the image of God.

  The other is the image of a black unicorn.

   Now that the black unicorn is nourished spiritually, his condition has improved a lot.

   "I don't know if I can make that weird syllable again like in the ancient tomb..."

  As long as you can use that power again, then this assessment task will be stable.

  He extinguished the will-o'-the-wisp in his right hand and put on the Deep Space Network test bracelet.

  The black wristband lights up with a green light and beeps twice, making a humanized mechanical sound.

   "Level: Zero! Spiritual accumulation: 25%!"

Gu Jianlin thought that sure enough, he could get three copies of the spiritual medicine at one time, and it was his reward for being a self-sublimated person and hunting down a first-level fallen person. Under normal circumstances, people can directly complete half of the current stage. accumulation.

  Ordinary newcomers only have one bottle at most.

   And because of the black unicorn, he used three bottles of secret medicine and only completed a quarter of his spiritual accumulation.

There is a long way to go.

   Gu Jianlin took out the safe under the bed again. This box is actually a bit high-tech, and it can recognize eyeballs.

   "Reserve investigator, Gu Jianlin."

   "Welcome to Deep Space Technology!"

  The safe opened automatically, and a golden desert eagle lay impressively inside.

   At the same time, it is also equipped with a hundred bullets that are as dazzling as gold.

   "Desert Eagle, the **** out of the novels and movies, except..."

  Gu Jianlin grabbed the Desert Eagle and carefully observed the texture of the gun body.

  It seems to be able to see the blazing fire, molten iron, complicated and mysterious lines, and hear the roar of machinery.

   Well, this is an assembly line production, but it is not a simple process.

  Alchemy technology!

  Gu Jianlin is still a newcomer and knows nothing about alchemy.

  But from the deep space network, the most commonly used equipment for sublimators is the alchemy weapon.

   Without exception, they are all products of alchemy.

  As for the higher-level mythical weapons, that is something that cannot be met.

  Gu Jianlin took the Desert Eagle and a box of ammunition, dug out a new set of clothes, quickly opened the door and dodged into the toilet.

  He took a shower, changed into loose white short sleeves, tied his belt and put on jeans.

  Gu Jianlin took out the magazines of the Desert Eagle, loaded the bullets one by one, and reinstalled them.

   Seven rounds in the magazine.

  Put another box of ammunition into the pocket.

  Finally, put the Desert Eagle in the belt and block it with the hem of the clothes.

  If you wear a school uniform again, you won't be able to see it at all.

   Full sense of security.

  Facing the mirror again, he brushed his forehead hair down, just covering his forehead.

  Without bandages and gauze, mom can't see that he is injured.

   By the way, you can also hide it from Youzhu.

  Gu Jianlin returned to the room, and put the empty reagent bottle back into the express box, planning to throw it out the door.

  However, just to be on the safe side, he touched a lighter, ran to the top of the building, and burned it directly.

   In this way, there will be no more traces.

   This busy work lasted until 5:30 in the afternoon. Today is the back-to-school day, and I have to go back to school in a while.

  At dusk, Su Youzhu had finished her makeup and came out in her school uniform.

   As soon as the girl came out, she looked to the next room, left and right.

  She looked at the clean, tidy and odor-free bedroom, especially the empty trash can, and fell into thought: "It's pretty clean."

  Gu Jianlin was sitting at the computer desk browsing the Deep Space Network, and asked blankly, "What?"

  Su Youzhu didn't answer, but looked around blankly, and asked curiously, "Where did you hide your things?"

"what?"

  Gu Jianlin's head was full of question marks.

   About five minutes later, the sound of the door lock turning sounded. It should be that Mom and Uncle Su came back.

  Gu Jianlin and Su Youzhu looked at each other, and entered into a state of combat readiness in a very tacit understanding.

  The door opened, and the couple came back with big bags and small bags, which were basically local products from their hometown in Jiaoxi.

  My mother is forty-two years old this year, but she is as well-maintained as she is in her thirties. She is dressed in fashion and is a beautiful old aunt.

   Now I have opened a nail salon with considerable income.

  Uncle Su is the director of a foreign company. He is said to have served as a soldier in his early years. He has a meticulous and serious personality.

  I really like Gu Jianlin's attitude.

   After all, Gu Jianlin has good grades, no bad habits, a regular life, and a work-study program.

  Uncle Su, who used to be a soldier, seemed to see his own shadow.

  As for the two sisters, it is different. Both are troubled girls. I heard that they have been beaten since they were young.

"Xiaolin, Zhuzhu! Come out, I brought you some food from my hometown, remember to take it back to school. It's another week I can't go home, the food in your school cafeteria, the dog will shake his head when he smells it." Mom came in the door , pinched his waist and shouted.

  Uncle Su went straight into the kitchen and came out with a broom in his hand.

   "Youzhu, come here! Show me your homework."

  Su Youzhu obediently took out the homework book, took it to the living room obediently, and handed it over.

  Gu Jianlin followed behind her, looked at the broom in Uncle Su's hand, and secretly clicked his tongue.

"Um."

Uncle Su checked his homework, showed a satisfied expression, turned his head and asked: "Xiao Lin, didn't you copy it from you? Let me tell you, although she is your younger sister, she is not your own sister. You can't be too used to it." her."

  At this time, Gu Jianlin noticed the eyes of the girl next to her, and hurriedly said: "It's a bit unfair to her to say that she copied it. She has been studying very hard recently, and I watched her do it one by one."

  Su Youzhu remained expressionless, but he was obviously relieved.

  At this time, my mother smiled and took out a rolling pin and put it on the table.

  Gu Jianlin was shocked.

   "Zhuzhu, tell me, your brother hasn't been running around these two days, right?"

  My mother squinted her eyes, but her eyes were dangerous.

  Su Youzhu glanced at her brother, and said calmly: "No, he has been helping me with my homework these two days."

  Mother and Uncle Su nodded in satisfaction, feeling that they had effectively educated their children.

"Not bad, go to school. Xiaolin, if you have time, I'll call your dad's college classmate back then and ask. They have always had a good relationship. It's the uncle named Nie, do you remember? Didn't his niece take a tutoring class with you? Anyway, you are not allowed to run around, especially not to go to the police station. "

  My mother weighed the rolling pin and ordered.

  Gu Jianlin: "Ah, yes, yes, yes."

"You Zhu, your brother's injury is just right, take care of him more. Study hard at school, the college entrance examination is coming soon, learn from your brother well, ask if you don't know anything, don't let the school teacher call you a parent, you know ?”

  Uncle Su said sternly: "Otherwise I will break your dog legs."

  Su Youzhu: "Ah, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes."

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   Half an hour later, a taxi sped by.

   Gu Jianlin sat in the back seat, looking at the turbulent traffic under the night and the dim coastline.

   "Pleasant cooperation."

  He breathed a sigh of relief: "Finally escaped."

  Su Youzhu sat next to him, hummed, and said quietly: "You really worked hard, and the bandages were all taken off?"

  Gu Jianlin let out a dry cough, but luckily his forehead hair was long enough that he could hardly see it when it covered his forehead.

   "Should I go to the pharmacy to buy some medicine and apply it?"

  Su Youzhu asked casually.

  Gu Jianlin said: "No, I bought it in advance, and I can do it myself when I go back."

  Su Youzhu didn't say much, leaning against the car window in a daze.

   It was just that her mobile phone vibrated, and a call came in without a note.

  She thought it was the courier brother's call, and answered it habitually: "Hello, hello."

  Gu Jianlin heard a pleasant, slightly nervous female voice on the phone.

   "Yes, Youzhu? How are you doing recently? Mom is very..."

  The communication came to an abrupt end.

  Su Youzhu hung up the phone expressionlessly, and then blocked the phone number.

  Gu Jianlin's heart skipped a beat: "This is your real mother?"

  Su Youzhu glanced at him, and said in a cold voice, "What mother? I only have one mother. That person made a wrong call just now."

  Gu Jian Linxin said that this is really lying with open eyes, how could he call out your name when he made a wrong call.

  But everyone has their own concerns.

  He himself is the kind of person who can tell at a glance that he is very worried.

   I am not qualified to point fingers at others.

  Tonight is the last day of the Ching Ming holiday, and there is a lot of traffic on the road.

  By the time they arrived at Fengcheng No. 2 Middle School, it was already fifteen minutes past the time for returning to school.

  Gu Jianlin and Su Youzhu got off the car in a hurry with their luggage.

  The rule of Fengcheng No. 2 Middle School is to re-segregate classes every year, and they are in the same class in the third year of high school.

  Class Tutor Lao Wang is the school's teaching director and has always been known for his strictness.

   Relying on the roar of war with one hand, the students in the whole city were frightened.

   Whoever commits the crime in his hands is purely unlucky.

  By the time the brother and sister returned to the dormitory to put away their luggage and hurried to the teaching building, everyone in the class was present.

  However, at the door of the classroom, there is no such a short, fat and angry figure in the past.

   No war cry either.

   Instead, a strange young man with glasses stood at the door, looking at them with a smile.

"late?"

  The man adjusted his glasses and said with a smile, "I'm the new teacher Lu. Your teacher Wang asked for leave, and I'll take care of you for a few days. Go ahead, little girl, young man stay, and tell me why you're late."

  Su Youzhu was taken aback for a moment. She was a poor student with short light blue hair, so logically she would be picked out alone.

  She turned her head to look at her brother with pity, and then entered the classroom.

  Gu Jianlin hesitated for a second, the voice sounded familiar for some reason, and carefully looked at the man in front of him.

   "Oh, you are quite sharp, kid."

  The man pulled his face, and even tore off a piece of human skin, revealing half of his familiar face.

   "It's me, Lu Zicheng."

  Gu Jianlin was shocked and speechless: "Why are you? Where is Old Wang?"

   "Come to your school to perform a task."

  Lu Zicheng said with a smile: "As for your original class teacher, it is true that he asked for leave."

  Gu Jianlin frowned and asked, "Really? Isn't this too coincidental?"

Lu Zicheng shrugged: "Of course I asked him to ask for leave. I sent someone to communicate with the school and gave him a week's paid vacation. During the vacation, his salary was tripled, and he readily agreed. You guys This homeroom teacher is quite interesting, before he left, he said that it is better to let him eat shit, otherwise he will not feel at ease with the money..."

  Gu Jianlin: "..."

  (end of this chapter)