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The way of heaven is to make up for what is lacking while damaging enough; the way of man is to make up for what is not enough. ——"Tao Te Ching" Lao Tzu

In the summer afternoon, the sound of cicadas roared along with the heat wave. In the lecture hall of University A, the camps were divided brightly. The one sitting at the front was hardworking and motivated. Attending lectures, sitting a few rows behind, eating, drinking, chatting, sleeping and playing, full of five poisons.

"Stop talking nonsense, what is Golden Dragon Ascension? Who still believes in these ghosts and monsters?"

"But it's strange to say that it's not a big deal for a person to say that he has run into a ghost, but what about a family? What about people from the same city?"

"What the hell, they said they saw a soaring golden dragon, golden dragon!"

"Hey, don't laugh at me to death, do you really believe me?"

A few young people sitting in the penultimate row bit their pens and whispered, and a piece of news was displayed on the tablet computer placed aside. It probably said that residents of a coastal city claimed to have seen a golden dragon soaring in the daytime. Eyes, believe in science, don't spread rumors.

These years, the theory of cosmic expansion has been proven, and the origin and origin of life have been explored clearly. As early as a hundred years ago, beliefs had completely collapsed, and monsters and ghosts were not good at scaring children.In all likelihood, anyone who mentions the truth will be treated as a neuropathy, and one will be arrested and imprisoned by the charlatan.

These young college students only talked about this when they had nothing to do, and they were quite interested.

"You say, what is going on with ghosts? If a person dies and the flesh is decomposed by nature, what about consciousness? Isn't the consciousness stored in the brain said to have electric waves?"

"If you really want to know more about it, I suggest you take a course on the history of Chinese culture by Mr. Chen. Not to mention it's quite interesting, ghosts and monsters, it's just that the old society's thinking is uncivilized, and when the knowledge reserve is backward, it can be used to entertain the public. .”

"Such an unpopular class...don't choose it. I went to listen to one class, and more than half of the people left in 10 minutes. What are you talking about? It's just a rare word that can help you learn more about eggs. Whoever believes in a fake is an idiot."

"I just recommend a class, who are you calling an idiot?"

"I didn't say you're an idiot. I said you were an idiot in that lesson. Ghosts and ghosts are all fake. What are you not an idiot?!"

"It's fake and noisy?" A young man's dull voice came from the last row. He raised his head, his forehead was blotted red by his arm, his brows and eyes were frowned, and he carried a vicious aura of not getting close to others, but he couldn't stand it anymore. Good-looking, fair-skinned, fierce and fierce.

A few excited people around immediately corrected their colors, turned their heads and listened quietly to the class.

At the front of the podium, Einstein, who was generated by a holographic image, was speaking about quantum theory.Lin Jixuan looked past this great scientist and went straight to the clock hanging on the wall. Compared with solving the photoelectric effect, he was obviously more concerned about why it took 10 minutes to pass after he fell asleep.

He turned his head and looked out of the window. The ancient acacia in the atrium was raising an unknown number of cicadas that were idle and farting. They made a noise at noon, which was suitable for sleeping, into a chaotic posture.

The boring days, day after day, seem to be floating in mid-air and rolling heat waves, which will never end.

boring, and boring.

He yawned and was about to lie down and continue to sleep, but the person sitting beside him pulled his cuffs.

He looked down, and the man asked himself timidly: "Student, do you know ghosts?"

Lin Jixuan: "?"

This classmate had a baby face. He didn't look like a serious college student, but rather a high school student whose mind was trapped by the door and came to attend their boring professional class.

Seeing that Lin Jixuan ignored him, he asked a little louder: "Do you believe that there are ghosts in this world?"

Lin Jixuan didn't bother to take care of the book and arranged it like a pillow. With his elbows resting on his head, he tilted his head up and said vaguely, "I believe, I'm just a sleepy ghost."

After falling asleep, when he woke up again, he was woken up by the bell for the end of get out of class. As soon as Lin Jixuan opened his eyes, he saw a face in front of him. Xuan slapped his face and pushed back an arm away.

"What are you doing? A gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands." Sun Meng wanted to break Lin Jixuan's arm, but he didn't move. This kid looked weak, why is his hand so strong?

Lin Jixuan asked impatiently, "What are you going to do again?"

"Don't do anything, the Institute of Computer Science and Software (School of Computer and Software) next door invited us to play a friendly match tomorrow night," he leaned over, lowering his voice, "Do you remember their class monitor? Zheng Xuan, said you robbed his daughter My friend, I want to settle accounts with you, can I not respond to this post?"

"Steal his girlfriend?" Lin Jixuan sneered, his eyebrows and eyes curved, revealing the illusion of harmlessness to humans and animals. Sun Meng intuitively felt that he was blinded by his "gentle and amiable" smile, and listened to it in the next second. The man said coldly and proudly, "Is he worthy?"

"Student, tell me, are there any monsters in this world?"

A familiar voice sounded next to him, and Lin Jixuan knew it was that baby-faced classmate without even looking at it. Class is over now, and everyone in the classroom has left. If you still don’t leave, just wait to ask him this kind of question?Brain really caught in the door?Ask this kind of question in Einstein's class?

Lin Jixuan didn't answer, and Sun Meng asked again: "Will you go? Give me a word, if I go, I will call all the main forces and kick them all on their backs. I have long thought they are not pleasing to the eye!"

"Student, do you think there are demons? Demons are different from demons and ghosts. Demons are born from the heart."

Lin Jixuan: "Get out."

"What's wrong?" Seeing that his expression was not right, Sun Meng asked with concern.

"There are also mountain spirits, ghosts, and drought demons..."

The voice of the baby face kept ringing in my ears, it was more annoying than the school bell, Lin Jixuan glanced across, the man looked at him timidly, but the depths of his pupils were clear and bright, he didn't seem to be afraid.

Lin Jixuan is considered a celebrity in the school. He was admitted to the school with the first score in the unified examination. It stands to reason that the majors in the school can be chosen at will, but he ignored the most famous architecture major in University A and chose the most theoretical and bottom-level one. , is notoriously difficult to get a job in theoretical physics.

Most of the students in this major are standard pedants, and most of them are clinging to the books, because the best way out after graduation is the research institutes in various regions and directions, so compared with other majors, there are more rigid and rigorous academics. wind.But Lin Jixuan is different, this person is a bigot, he usually sleeps and dozes off in class, it is common for him not to look at people seriously, and he still has an evil spirit on his body, even though he has a good-looking face, not many people dare to provoke him, but whoever is caught by him With such a cold stare, he immediately slipped away knowingly.

But that baby face didn't exist, and dared to stand by and look at him without blinking.

"Student, do you believe this?"

"Should we go?" Sun Meng and the baby face almost opened their mouths. Their voices overlapped, like a noise of 120 decibels. They haven't been sleeping well recently, and the strings in Lin Jixuan's mind snapped. Le: "Can you shut up?!"

Sun Meng was taken aback, seeing Lin Jixuan like this for the first time, and asked worriedly: "Brother, are you okay? Why suddenly..."

Lin Jixuan pressed his temples and said, "Do you have to compete with this baby face beside you?"

"Baby face?" Sun Meng was even more startled, "Where is the baby face?"

Lin Jixuan: "..." He turned his head to look, but there was no one there.

"What baby face? Don't scare me...you must have something wrong with your brain, right?" Sun Meng stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Lin Jixuan. Lin Jixuan slapped his hand away and said, "Tomorrow I don’t have time at night, don’t go, I want to go back to sleep.”

"Still sleeping? Shall I take you back?"

"No need." Lin Jixuan staggered as he walked, so frightened that Sun Meng hurried up to support him.

"Is it all right?"

"fine."

"No, I have to take you back," Sun Meng said, "wait for me to call a car."

Unexpectedly, Lin Jixuan fell asleep in a daze in the taxi. Through the hazy smoke, he dreamed of many things, and the clear and rhythmic ringing of the bell kept ringing in his ears. Dangling - at the end of the dream, the baby face in the white shirt stood in front of him.

- They don't believe it.

— No one wants to believe it.

--But I know.

—I know you believe it.

At the last moment when the voice disappeared, Lin Jixuan opened his eyes, and Sun Meng sat by the bed and said: "I have a low fever, it's not a big problem. I ordered some porridge from takeaway. You can drink it first. If it doesn't work, go to the hospital." .”

Before the words were finished, the doorbell rang, and Sun Meng said with a smile: "You woke up just in time, I'll go get takeaway."

The screen of the phone next to the pillow lit up, and Lin Jixuan took it over to see that the phone seemed to have been formatted, leaving only an application icon in the center.

He frowned and nodded, the ink swayed, and two swimming fishes, one black and one white, swam over from the upper and lower sides of the screen, twisted and coiled together, and finally formed a pattern of yin and yang fish.

Afterwards, the yin and yang fish dispersed with the ink, leaving only a line of ink on the screen——

"Do you believe in ghosts and gods in this world?"

Laozi believes in science and is sick.

Lin Jixuan turned off the screen with a sullen face, but the phone vibrated, and two lines of red words jumped out on the lock screen.

"Induction Training Task [-]: Learn the Basic Spell [Detoxification Curse]"

Mandatory task, cannot be refused. "

In the next second, the text on the screen is refreshed——

"Mission content: Your good friend Sun Meng accidentally bumped into the mourning ghost, and his health is gradually deteriorating. If he continues to let it go, he will be seriously ill, or his life will be in danger. There is a curse to help him get rid of evil spirits."

The screen text is refreshed again——

"Hehe Yangyang, the sun rises in the east, and I order this talisman, which is generally unlucky."

What followed was that the lock screen screensaver became a spell, with red letters on a yellow background, drawn vertically and horizontally, in line with the way of yin and yang, linking the qi of yin and yang.

The spells and formulas seem to be glued to the phone screen, no matter how Lin Jixuan locks and unlocks the screen, it cannot be erased.

"...?"

"Here we come." Sun Meng opened the door and came in with two bags of takeaway in his hand. Lin Jixuan stuffed his phone into the quilt, looked up again, and was startled.

What the hell?

Behind Sun Meng lay a little devil with a mouthful of fangs. The little devil was not tall, about half a meter in height, and his lower body was almost completely sunk into Sun Meng's body. A pair of sharp and long claws scratched three lines on Sun Meng's forehead. bloodstains.

"Hiss..." Sun Meng took a deep breath, raised his hand to touch his forehead, but found nothing, and wondered, "Recently, the skin suddenly feels tingling for no reason, but there is nothing wrong with it. It's really weird."

He curled his lips, ignored those, dragged a chair and sat beside Lin Jixuan's bed: "Come, drink the porridge."

Lin Jixuan looked at the kid with a gloomy face, and the kid put his chin on Sun Meng's head, and gave Lin Jixuan a provocative smile.

Lin Jixuan raised his eyebrows, the kid showed timidity, his body slipped, and he hung upside down from Sun Meng's shoulder behind his back.

"Turn around." Lin Jixuan said coldly.

"Ah?" Sun Meng was taking out the porridge. When he heard this, he was stunned for a moment. He turned around and looked behind him. There was nothing. "What's wrong? What's wrong with my back?"

The kid avoided Lin Jixuan's sight and slid towards Sun Meng's side.

Lin Jixuan got up from the bed, pressed Sun Meng's shoulders, and grabbed Sun Meng's back. He watched helplessly as his hands penetrated through the little devil's body. There were a few deep bloodstains on his neck.

"Pain, pain, pain!" Sun Meng covered his neck, and it bounced like a spring, staring at Lin Jixuan, "Are you a cat? Why did you suddenly scratch me?"

Lin Jixuan: "..."

Not hallucinations, not holograms.

The damn phone suddenly vibrated again, Lin Jixuan looked down.

Blood-red writing appeared on the screen——

"This task is an induction training task and cannot be refused. Please follow the talisman tutorial to draw this talisman to eliminate the mourning ghosts!

"Mission reminder: You have some old things that can be used.

"Trust you will make the best choice."