Psychic Codex [Rebirth]

Chapter 2

Why set it at two o'clock in the afternoon?Because Jun Xiao is a pseudo-jet lag party.His work and rest time is different from others. Everyone is asleep at night, but he is very energetic. He spends most of the night making some messy things on the computer, and then drags them to the virtual machine to run one by one... Or, this is him pursuit.

Jun Xiao is a guy who plays with technology, but his technology can't bring him any practical benefits. It's not that his technology is not good, but that no one will use his technology—think about it, facing a company For a person who has never been to college, which company will use his stuff?And, even with his things, how much money can he be given to support his daily life?Jun Xiao twitched his lips and continued to drag things into the virtual machine.In fact, playing with technology is not a good job. A program will run wrong countless times, but he likes it, and what he likes the most is to put spells in the program. This thing not only requires technology, but also needs some special skills. Skill.

What Grandpa Hu taught Jun Xiao was not the orthodox Daoism of Xuanmen, but the heresy. An ordinary fox, he is a fox with a background, so he took this path as a matter of course.

In fact, if Jun Xiao doesn't take this path, he has no other path to take, but he still likes this path, at least the Mr. Hu who lives with him is very good, although sometimes He would quarrel with him, and would tease him if he had nothing to do, but in fact Jun Xiao knew that it was because he was afraid that he would be too boring.

Whether you are a human being or a demon, being too lonely is never a good thing.

After tossing until four in the morning, Jun Xiao finally turned off the computer and went to bed.Next to his bed is the computer, and next to the computer is Mr. Hu's shrine. A [-]-square-meter house made him not look like a living place at all, but a bit like a den.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with living in a nest.

Jun Xiao turned over.

The sunlight outside the window came in through the gaps in the curtains and shone on Jun Xiao, a little warm but chilly.At least for Jun Xiao, the sun is cold, and only in the shadows where no one is paying attention can he feel relieved.

Turning over again, Jun Xiao pulled the quilt over his head, blocking the light outside.

When I opened my eyes, it was [-]:[-] noon. It was really a good time to lie down for another half an hour... Jun Xiao closed his eyes and prepared to sleep for another five dollars...

"Get up!" Grandpa Hu's roar sounded from the altar, and then a gust of cold wind blew away the quilt on Jun Xiao's body—fortunately it didn't fly away, at least the corner of the quilt he grasped fiercely was still in his hand Clenched, it looks like a flag.

"Why don't you be so lazy!" Master Hu complained, and another gust of wind knocked Jun Xiao off the bed to the ground.

This is an old-fashioned room, there is no floor on the floor, and the concrete floor is extremely cold. In order not to catch a cold and not see a doctor, Jun Xiao had no choice but to get up and walk slowly to the toilet.

When he came back from the shower, he was completely awake. Looking at the time, it was still early, and it was just right for him to have breakfast.

Wandering downstairs, Jun Xiao found a high-end restaurant, walked in, asked for a bowl of rice and a plate of scrambled eggs, and after bargaining, he got a gift - soy sauce.

Pour the soy sauce into the rice, tilt the chopsticks at 45 degrees, stir it very carefully, then stand up the chopsticks and stir vigorously. When the white rice basically turned into red rice, Jun Xiao began to enjoy his breakfast.

This habit was developed when he was in prison. At that time, it was really hard. He couldn't eat well, and it was delicious to eat rice soaked in soy sauce once.

In the prison, no one cares about a boy who has just grown up, so of course he eats the worst... I remember one time, during the meal, he didn’t receive anything, and the prison guard finally looked at him The man was trembling and pitiful, so he got him a bowl of rice with soy sauce——ever since then, he fell in love with it.

Elegant music floated around in the lobby. Jun Xiao was tearing eggs while using chopsticks to cook rice with soy sauce. He was at ease alone. Coupled with the little Tang suit he was wearing, he looked quite a bit fairy-tale It feels—otherwise the hotel hostesses wouldn't let him in.

But eating rice soaked in soy sauce in a high-end restaurant, it can be said that it is really not a good thing, but Jun Xiao didn't care what others think, he drank the free barley tea poured in the restaurant, served with With fried rice, I ate it with great vigor.

After eating for a while, Jun Xiao felt uneasy.

He just felt like a fire was burning in his stomach... His eyes also began to blur, and even... Even the soles of his feet seemed to be stepping on ice!

This feeling was so wrong, Jun Xiao tried to keep breathing, thinking that maybe there was no oil in his stomach, or it might be that the family was clamoring for meat, so he had no choice but to call the waiter again.

Because business came to his door today, he thought that he should improve it, and thinking of his grandfather who ate chicken sausage every day, he felt really sorry, so he waved again before the meal was half finished. Called the waiter, ordered half a roast chicken, told to cut it up and pack it up to take away.

Roast chicken can be said to be a regular meal in the restaurant, so there is no need to wait for this. Jun Xiao just swallowed half of the scrambled eggs, and the roast chicken was on the table, packed and placed in a degradable lunch box.

With soy sauce fried rice in his hand, scrambled eggs in his mouth, barley tea in his stomach... But the eyes really can't be controlled, and they just want to slip on the roast chicken... It's not just the eyes, And the nose—the eyes are really greedy. At most, you can tilt your head. If you don’t look at it, it will be the end. There is a saying in this world: the eyes are the eyes.

However, whether you don't watch it or not, it's really a huge difference!

After all, this man can close his eyes, but who can close his nose?

This matter became subtle in an instant.Jun Xiao twitched his nostrils twice, regarding the fact that he didn't intend to close his eyes and the roast chicken that was right in front of him... In the end, he still stretched out his sinful hand, from half of the roast chicken A drumstick was torn off the chicken.

Roasted chicken is different from stewed chicken, roasted chicken, and fried chicken. The grilled chicken always contains less oil, but the flavor is concentrated on the chicken skin.So Jun Xiao picked up such a sensitive part of the drumstick, even with the stare of an indignant curly-haired waiter beside him, Jun Xiao couldn't give up the drumstick.

After eating the chicken drumsticks, he wiped his hands on the tissue paper... But the moment he stood up, his pupils suddenly constricted - on the other side of the partition screen, a familiar figure was sitting there!

Jun Xiao immediately lowered his head, stretched out his hand and grabbed the packing box, and hurried to the other side to leave the restaurant.

When I got home, it was past one o'clock.

Jun Xiao put the half-roasted chicken missing the chicken legs in front of the shrine, and lit incense for Mr. Hu. He went back and grabbed the bag he had packed before, and went out again—he was in a hurry to go out. I'm afraid that Mr. Hu will get angry and talk to him about chicken legs.

After going out, Jun Xiao didn't choose the bus this time, but took a taxi instead.

Let's talk about taking a taxi, this is Jun Xiao's helpless move.Originally, it was very difficult for him to live alone and have to raise a fox. It is really a good habit of life that he can walk without taking a car, and can take a bus without taking a taxi. But you must know that many people don’t care whether you are really capable or not. , but to see if you are big or not, to see if you can shock people, and Jun Xiao has been wandering around by himself, unlike other people who have a fairy with a fairy on their body, they will accept students to play tricks , so when he goes out to work, it is essential to take a taxi, so he should give himself a face.

Jun Xiao shook his hand and showed the driver the address.

Actually, people nowadays, it doesn't matter whether it's real or fake, as long as you can convince him the most, that means telling the truth, right?

And what makes people believe it?Isn't it just a pretentious look when you go out!

In order to put on a good load of Billity, Jun Xiao sat firmly on the back seat, reaching into the bag and looking through the delicate gadgets - talisman paper, cinnabar pen, brush washer, cinnabar...these things.After a while, he will use this to work.I don't know how many people the mute can scare when he opens his mouth—he grinned, but he couldn't even show a smile.

The taxi turned into the school, and after going halfway around the main teaching building, Jun Xiao found his destination diagonally opposite the building.

Look at the watch again, one o'clock 56, exactly right.

After paying, he turned and walked into the building.

This school is not the best in the imperial capital, but it is not bad at all. Although it cannot rank among the top one or two, it still has a high score in the national enrollment. And Jun Xiao, it was this school that he planned to take the exam back then. This department—it should be called a college by now.

Recalling this thing, if it shows that there is a serious conflict with it, the life in front of you is not satisfactory, but the memory is full of longing, it is better not to have this thing.

It's a pity that such things as amnesia are just old stalks that exist in dog-blood TV dramas, but in reality, it never shows mercy to those who need it.

Jun Xiao rubbed his throat.The feeling here will always be worse than before, even if the medicine tells him that his aphasia is caused by eating the wrong food and burning his throat, not really something wrong... Theoretically, he His throat shouldn't feel incomplete or painful, but whenever he recalls the past, he always feels like a whole test tube of strong acid has been poured down his throat, burning his heart. Acid reflux aches.

He still remembers how when he opened his eyes, he found that even his body had changed...Suddenly from his twenties to his teens when he was about to go to college, he was quite happy at first. There is an admission notice!

But who knew, he was actually dumb.

Therefore, if this person has bad luck, even if he is reborn, he will still be unlucky.