Daoism catches ghosts [Rebirth]

Lin Xingzhou gasped as if he had a toothache. He really didn't know how lethal these two things were. He was about to lie back and rest for a while, when he saw his sketchbook on the bedside table, so he grabbed it.

During the hospitalization, he didn't bring his computer with him, fearing that he wouldn't be able to relax, so he brought his notebook with him.He leaned on the bedside and sketched a few strokes on the paper, and the figure and charm of the mysterious man had already appeared on the paper.

He was staring at his draft in a daze when he heard the silent phone beep again, and the screen lit up by itself.

[You have obtained

Weapon <Ordinary Needle Pen>

Fu Wu <Normal Sketchbook>

The talent <Ma Liang Magic Brush> has been unlocked]

Lin Xingzhou was taken aback after reading it, and thought what the hell it was. He re-entered the app out of curiosity, and saw that there was a gray icon in the talent bar. He tapped it and a line of words popped up:

[Talent <Ma Liang's Magic Pen>: Any pen held in the hand will become Ma Liang's magic pen, which can make all virtual objects drawn real (except living things)]

[Light up the talent condition: draw any virtual object that can be realized]

Lin Xingzhou stared at those few lines for a long time, turned the page of the book suspiciously, and drew an apple.

When the last stroke fell, white light flashed on the paper, and a hole was left where the paper contained content. At the same time, his hand sank—the apple became real!

He stared at the apple dumbfounded, and thought that this thing actually had automatic coloring. He took a bite with the mentality of trying it out, and found that it was actually edible, and it tasted like a normal apple.

"Ding!"

[You have successfully lit up your talent <Ma Liang Magic Brush>

Talent duration: 2h

talent cd: 0

(Friendly reminder: Although the food drawn can also be realized, it can only satisfy the gluttony, not satiety, please don’t be opportunistic *^_^*)]

Lin Xingzhou: "..."

He put down the apple he had taken a bite of, and suddenly swallowed: "Then can I... draw money?"

"Fake and break the law, please be a law-abiding citizen."

Lin Xingzhou: "..."

Lin, who was cut off from his source of income, put down his pen angrily, thinking that this talent seems to be of little use, and it might be feasible to flirt with girls, but he is born with a different sexual orientation, and men probably won't accept it.

He gnawed and gnawed the apple, and only after he finished eating did he realize that he could only eat semi-liquid food now, but fortunately, he didn't feel much after eating it, as if it melted before it reached his stomach.

Sure enough, it can only satisfy hunger, not satiety.

Lin Xingzhou didn't feel full after eating an apple, but made himself hungry, so he went downstairs to buy porridge.

When buying porridge, he was vaguely thinking, how could he remember that the dilapidated canteen in this hospital didn't look like this before?

Although the hospital cafeteria is notoriously unpalatable, there are still quite a lot of people at meal times. Lin Xingzhou waited in line for half a day, and finally could only salivate at the good meat and vegetables, and bought a bowl of porridge and two small flower rolls to pass himself off , looked extremely miserable.

He was not a person who could eat, now that most of his stomach is missing, his food intake is even more pitiful.At the time, he thought that eating less had advantages and saved money, but he later found out that was not the case at all. Fewer things to eat meant that he was more likely to be hungry. In order to ensure the basic needs of the body, he had to eat two more meals.

But at the moment Lin Xingzhou is too lazy to care about whether to save money or not. He just wants to get well and leave the hospital as soon as possible. He is still waiting to receive the courier.

In the afternoon, he took a nap for two hours to recharge his batteries. Anyway, the single ward was very quiet, and no one disturbed him.

Lin Xingzhou himself belonged to the kind whose hands would itch if he didn't draw something every day. He was too busy to recover from his illness, so he simply tried his new talent.

The apple that he gnawed at noon had already passed the time, and he returned to the drawing paper at some point and turned into an apple core. He somehow felt disgusted, tore off the whole piece of paper and threw it into the wastebasket.

Right now, he had just finished drawing a watch that he absolutely couldn't afford, and buckled it on his wrist when he heard a knock on the door.

He hurriedly took off the watch and hid it under the pillow, thinking that it was a nurse or a nurse, but when he opened the door, he found a middle-aged man who looked a little strange standing outside the door.

At first glance, this man has thick hair, but if he is taller than him—for example, Lin Xingzhou is now, you can see that he has a "Mediterranean" tendency.

The man was carrying a bag of fruit. Lin Xingzhou thought it was a visiting family who knocked on the wrong door. He was about to ask him which room he was looking for when he heard the other party say, "Lin Xingzhou?"

"...It's me," Lin Xingzhou was a little lost, thinking that this person actually knew him and came to look for him?But after searching the memory, I really didn't know who he was, so I invited him into the room first out of politeness, "Come in, are you?"

"Don't remember me?" The man smiled kindly, did not introduce himself, but said something inexplicable, "'A boat of ten thousand dendrobium travels like the wind'."

Lin Xingzhou was startled for a moment, and when he heard the poem, he instantly remembered who he was.

His language teacher in high school.

At the beginning, the Chinese teacher who taught their class was a woman, but suddenly she went home to have a baby in the second half of the third year of high school, so she was replaced by a male teacher.At that time, because Lin Xingzhou had decided to take the path of art, and his grades in cultural subjects were not bad, he was often absent from work, and he didn't see the teacher a few times in half a year.

In the few classes I went to occasionally, the teacher didn't know whether he was in a good mood or a bad mood, so he didn't catch others, but specifically caught him sleeping in class.Once when Lin Xingzhou was sleeping in the last row, the other party suddenly came down from the podium, went straight to his seat and knocked on his table: "Study is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will fall back. Your parents gave you this Name, naturally I have great expectations for you, why don't you work hard?"

Lin Xingzhou was in a daze, looked up at him and said, "No."

"What isn't it?"

"My name is not 'Xing Zhou' from 'Sailing Against the Water', but 'The boat of thousands of dendrobiums travels like the wind'."

He also has a twin brother named Lin Tingfeng.

Too much time has passed, and Lin Xingzhou can't quite remember what the teacher said back then. He only left such a memory, preserved like a specimen.

"It's you..." Lin Xingzhou couldn't help but slightly opened his eyes, "You..."

"Chen Daozhong," the other party was not annoyed, he just reached out and patted his shoulder, "I don't think you remember my name."

After his reminder, Lin Xingzhou remembered the teacher's self-introduction in the first class, jokingly calling himself a "fellow man".

Lin Xingzhou rubbed his nose, and hurriedly took the fruit from the other party: "Teacher, come as soon as you come, and you are so polite..."

Chen Daozhong waved his hand: "How do you feel now, are you recovering well?"

"Very good. I think I'll be discharged from the hospital in two days." Lin Xingzhou said, "But... how do you know I'm here? Are you also in this city?"

Chen Daozhong nodded: "After leading your class, I came to Jingquan. A few days ago, when I came to the hospital to see a doctor, I happened to meet Lu Jie. He told me. I was quite surprised at the time. You just finished the operation that day , I didn’t have anything in my hand, and I didn’t feel embarrassed to come here, so I thought about coming to see you again after a while. But I still can’t believe it, you are so young, how can you…”

Lin Xingzhou didn't shy away from this question, and smiled indifferently: "I've been like this since I was a child, and I also have this gene in my family, so there's nothing surprising about it."

He seemed to have grasped something important from the other party's words, looked at the other party's expression, and said tentatively: "You said you came to the hospital to see a doctor? What's the matter, did you catch a cold?"

"No, it's an old problem," Chen Daozhong patted the back of his neck, "Teachers all have occupational diseases, and it's nothing to do with it. It's just that the pain has been severe recently and I couldn't bear it so I came to the hospital to see it."

Lin Xingzhou looked at his pointing point, then he was slightly startled, and his eyes suddenly focused on a certain place - two dark marks were imprinted on the back of the other party's neck, like a child's two fingers pinching out forcefully, covering the on his neck.

The author has something to say: cd - cooling time

That is, the talent cannot be used again in the cd