Chapter 11 Instrumental Essence
Lin Yang yawned. He felt sleepy after having a full meal and being exposed to the warm afternoon sun. Just as he walked to the classroom door, he heard a loud bang on the table.
Lin Yang was so frightened that his body trembled. He looked carefully and saw that it was Kong Xuan who was looking at Tan Xiao viciously, with his hands on the desk. His extremely handsome face looked even sharper and more intimidating at this moment, and his eyes were as bright as fire.
Kong Xuan was humiliated and said, "What did you say?!"
"...I'm sorry." Tan Xiao didn't make any other moves, and even apologized. He was not very familiar with his new classmate, but after a few words and the other party's actions, he could tell without further observation that this was not Lin Yang, but Kong Xuan.
However, after saying this, Kong Xuan became even angrier.
Tan Xiao is seven or eight centimeters shorter than Kong Xuan, and seems to be at a disadvantage.
There were a few students scattered around in the classroom, who were originally taking a break. They were frightened by Kong Xuan's slamming of the table, and now they were staring at them in amazement.
Lin Yang was shocked, thinking that they were going to fight. He rushed forward and advised, "Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive." He thought to himself that everything was fine in the morning, how come they were going to fight?
He asked Tan Xiao: "What did you say? Was it dirty?"
Look how angry he is, and how dirty the curse is.
Tan Xiao opened his mouth and was about to speak, but Kong Xuan said viciously: "How dare you say that!"
If he said that, he would lose face even more. How could he survive in the Three Realms if it got out?
"If I'm wrong, you can correct me." Tan Xiao was also helpless. He had recognized the wrong person, but was it necessary for Kong Xuan to be so angry?
"Yes, yes, let's talk it over nicely." Lin Yang took a look and saw that Kong Xuan was hitting his desk. He wouldn't feel bad if it wasn't his own desk, right?
Kong Xuan was completely humiliated, but it was hard for him to say anything. He stared at Tan Xiao with his eyes fixedly: "I'll wait for the day when you regret it!"
Tan Xiao: "..."
Why did he regret it?
Tan Xiao pushed Kong Xuan's hand away and said, "Wait until the day of the monthly exam."
It must be said that Kong Xuan's words are really full of stories. Moreover, Kong Xuan seemed to have a past with Tan Xiao on the first day of his transfer.
"Hey, class leaders, set an example and don't provoke." Lin Yang pushed Tan Xiao down and tried to persuade Kong Xuan. He also knew his deskmate's little quirk, so he whispered to smooth things over, "He doesn't know you? It doesn't matter if you two are childhood friends, he really can't remember."
Lin Yang nodded. Although he couldn't imagine a world with prosopagnosia, he could see Tan Xiao's helplessness.
Kong Xuan paused. Is this really the case? This is indeed the only way it makes sense.
I don’t know how a person could exist, how could there be such a terrible disease in the world!
But he still had to be angry. Kong Xuan thought for a while and left in anger.
"You...what happened to him?" Lin Yang asked in surprise, "He was fine before, and he said he wanted to have dinner with me."
"I didn't do anything. I am the one who is wronged." Tan Xiao thought that even though he was good-looking, he wouldn't be defeated by being mistaken for someone else. It was not that serious.
Lin Yang looked back again, and he didn't know where Kong Xuan had gone.
Xiaozai is worthy of being Xiaozai. He always defeats the enemy with just one word.
They had originally planned to have a meal together, but since Kong Xuan ran away, Tan Xiao went to eat by himself.
Kong Xuan came back in the afternoon class with a sullen look on his face, but he was usually like this, so it wasn't unusual.
By this time, the rumor that most people had heard had escalated to that Kong Xuan and Tan Xiao had a "fight" at noon. Tan Xiao was already quite famous in No. 1 Middle School, and now he seemed to be fighting with a striking transfer student. Who wouldn't be curious?
Yu Zhenzhen sat in the seat in front of Tan Xiao, Kong Xuan's deskmate. She and Lin Yang could feel the tense atmosphere the most. While Kong Xuan was called up by the Chinese teacher to do dictation, she turned around and said to Tan Xiao, "With you guys, I don't even need to go to the library anymore."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yang immediately reported the big news to her: "I can't read it even if I go online. The bookstore is down! You don't know, it's even on the hot search list."
Yu Zhenzhen didn't even turn her head and said calmly: "It's just a trending search. Don't worry, there will be a few times every year."
Lin Yang: “…Is that so.”
He wondered, is it always the same as this time, and hasn't healed after three days? He couldn't see the annoying series for three days.
Human joys and sorrows are not shared.
Looking again, Kong Xuan had finished writing on the blackboard. He was reciting "Li Sao", complaining about the greatness of spiritual cultivation, but never considering the people's feelings!
After writing, the whole class, including the Chinese teacher, exclaimed: "Wow——"
I won’t talk about whether the dictation is correct or not. The handwriting is vigorous and powerful, free and easy without losing its structure. It is not a messy style of Jianghu, but very ancient.
The Chinese teacher looked at Kong Xuan with appreciation: "The word '单' always takes advantage in exams! When the examiner sees it, the impression and score of the paper are both very good. Some students in your class wrote words that look like chicken crawling. I have to look at it for a long time before I know what the word is. Will the examiner decipher your words during the college entrance examination?
"Students with bad handwriting should not write too fast. Even if you write slowly and correctly, at least the teacher can tell what the characters are!"
The teacher took the opportunity when Kong Xuan came on stage to give him a good lecture. After all, there is always a student in every class whose handwriting looks like hieroglyphics.
Kong Xuan looked around with his hands behind his back, and paused slightly when he saw Tan Xiao, and glanced at him with his phoenix eyes. Wait for the next sacrifice.
Tan Xiao was speechless and lowered his head to flip through the book.
The whole class could see it clearly.
Classmates: What kind of grudges and hatreds are there that we don’t want to know!
…
Today's evening study session is supervised by the head teacher. Of course, this does not mean that he will only show up today. He will show up at any time, and even show up in various locations in advance.
Just like today, Ji Huiming arrived ten minutes early, causing the students who were still laughing to immediately stop laughing and sit back in their seats.
The radio at Nanchu No. 1 Middle School is still broadcasting programs. Today's column is "Happy Time". Sometimes the announcer reads jokes, and sometimes he directly broadcasts talk shows or other language comedy programs.
This time, a crosstalk piece was played. The dialogue between the crosstalk actors came out of the loudspeaker. It was a classic set-up piece in crosstalk, called "Chasing the Kiln". Ji Huiming laughed when he heard it.
He saw Kong Xuan walking back to his seat outside, and thought of this classmate's lamentable grades and outrageous degree of imbalance in his academic performance. To be honest, he didn't understand why Kong Xuan chose physics class.
Not to mention, according to reliable intelligence, Kong Xuan and Tan Xiao almost had a fight because of the lecture topic.
Ji Huiming found an excuse to walk to his desk and asked, "Kong Xuan, you seem to live in Huaxi Road? Do you know who else in our class is your neighbor?"
Tan Xiao, who was doing exercises with his head down, paused for a moment. He knew that Ji Huiming was talking about him. Yu Zhenzhen had told him this before.
But unexpectedly, Kong Xuan also looked back at him and said calmly: "I know."
Kong Xuan knew that they all lived in Huaxi Road. Could it be that they had really seen each other when they were young?
Ji Huiming took a look and said, "Hey, you know? Have you two met on the road?" Kong Xuan's information was not detailed, so he didn't know which section of Huaxi Road Kong Xuan lived in, but it was an old street and not very big.
Kong Xuan said expressionlessly: "I haven't seen him. I left early and he came back late."
Ji Huiming: “…”
"Hey, since we are in the same class and neighbors, it's fate. What can't be said?" Ji Huiming still didn't point it out directly, giving them face. "It's reasonable for everyone to learn from each other and make up for their own shortcomings. I hope to see you make progress together."
He looked at Tan Xiao, "Really?"
Tan Xiao also said indifferently: "Yeah."
Ji Huiming looked at Kong Xuan again: "Kong Xuan, what do you think?"
Kong Xuan said nonchalantly, "Let's discuss it later."
Ji Huiming: “…………”
The black line on his brain almost materialized. At this moment, the bell rang. Ji Huiming stopped for the time being and finally said , "Class leaders should take the lead in uniting classmates."
…
Tan Xiao was walking along the stone pavement of the old street with his schoolbag on his back. Due to the hilly terrain of South Chu, the road was slightly inclined, making his shadow very long.
When he was almost at the door of his house, Tan Xiao received a voice call from Mu Fei. He pressed the answer button and said, "Hello?"
"I'm Mu Fei. Tan Xiao, are you finished school? I'm at your door. I have something to talk to you about." Mu Fei's voice came from the other end.
"I'll be there soon." Tan Xiao quickened his pace and arrived at his door. Sure enough, he saw a lady with a bun-like hair leaning against the car and tapping on her phone. He recognized the car even though he didn't recognize the person, so he walked up to her confidently and called out, "Sister Mu."
Mu Fei turned around and looked much more haggard than the last time they met. It was unknown whether it was because of working on the materials. "Hey, Tan Xiao, I'm here to ask you for help. Can you make a few more of the spiritual clothes you made before for us?"
"What's wrong? Is Xionggui okay?" Tan Xiao was a little nervous. He was the one who took care of Xionggui, but he kept saying that he was not sure about the after-sales effect. Could it be that the warranty period is less than a month?
"Xiong Gui is fine. Everything is going smoothly for him. The whole excavation progress has been accelerated and the excavation team is very happy. It's just that Xiong Gui often asks about you. I always wanted to ask Mr. Ji if you miss him." Mu Fei rubbed his face and said with a smile.
Tan Xiao: "..."
"He also asked for vacation, saying that he would like to come and see you when he has time." Mu Fei thought that Xiong Gui still has vacation, unlike me, who hasn't had a rest for a long time.
"Actually, I came to see you because we have a lot of cases recently. Basically, all the people in the office have been sent out, and we have to deal with the responsible unit... Well, anyway, I don't have enough magic tools, so I want to ask you to make some. Also, if you have any good incense, please sell me some."
They run around everywhere, and it's inconvenient to carry a lot of things with them, especially if the quantity is large, it's more appropriate .
"No problem, come in and sit down." Tan Xiao brought Mu Fei into the yard and handed her a sack of incense. "We haven't received any tourists during this period. These incense sticks need to be replaced with new ones when they are not needed. You can take them all. The spiritual clothes will be made later."
"Okay, okay, thank you." Mu Fei had been here before, but it was her first time entering the house.
She looked at the whole wall of masks, some with red faces and angry eyes, some with animal heads and human figures, exuding a thick atmosphere of mystery. Suddenly, she saw a mask with two horns, a gem embedded between the eyebrows, and orange-yellow eyes.
Mu Fei looked carefully and felt that the person looked familiar but she couldn't recognize him. The dim light made him look even more mysterious. She asked, "Which deity on your altar is this?"
The gods worshipped by wizards were numerous and varied, and even different from one family to another, so she couldn't recognize them all.
Tan Xiao took it down quickly after seeing it; "The neighbor's kid came to play, and he hung Ultraman Zero up there."
Mu Fei: “…………”
...Damn it, I’m glad I didn’t say goodbye first.
"Speaking of which, don't you have any food to offer?" Mu Fei saw that his table was deserted.
"My family doesn't focus on Nuo rituals. Usually, when my mother is around, we change them once a week. When she's not around, I don't have much time because I'm in school. But now there aren't many tourists anyway, and our family doesn't rely on real skills to make a living." Tan Xiao said indifferently.
Mu Fei: “…”
Mu Fei almost choked. She took a look and saw that the peacock paper mask that Tan Xiao had used to summon the gods was also hanging on the wall. She laughed dryly and said, "Traveling is so fun."
"Yeah, why don't I see Mr. Xu?" Tan Xiao asked politely.
"He has been assigned to Qi Province. It's a real mess here. I'm partnered with another senior from our unit. He's in the car." Mu Fei and his unit have regulations for going out on missions. Just like when the police go out on a call, there must be at least two people.
Mu Fei thought, "If you have any clues, please let me know. We are going crazy and digging deep in the ground to find the weapon."
"I'm usually at school." Tan Xiao felt that he might not be able to provide any useful information, but when he heard "器精", he just felt curious. This was probably the internal classification of Mu Fei and his team. "What is 器精?"
"People become teachers when they grow old, and things become spirits when they grow old. When an object lives for a long time, or absorbs enough spiritual energy from heaven and earth, or encounters an opportunity, it can develop intelligence and can be called a spirit. We classify them as instrument spirits." Mu Fei explained.
"Some time ago, Emperor Liujiang descended on Gengshen Day, giving birth to many new spirits. This is the reason why a spirit like this one grew legs and ran around everywhere. If it was an ordinary spirit, it wouldn't be so hard for me to find it," Mu Fei gritted her teeth, "but this spirit is so eye-catching that if I don't find it and put it back in its place in time, it will be a bit troublesome and may also attract social attention."
What is something that will cause social concern if it is not found in time if it is lost?
Tan Xiao asked curiously, "Could it be an antique from a museum?"
"The antiques can be temporarily put on hold, it won't be that troublesome," Mu Fei's shoulders slumped, "This guy is a server!"
"Servers can also become spirits?" Tan Xiao was shocked. "I've heard of ancient paintings and antiques becoming spirits, and even brooms becoming spirits. Servers? Are they the kind of Internet servers I'm thinking of?"
"Yes, of course. Isn't the server a tool? Ancient paintings were also painted by people, brooms were also made by people, and servers were also made by people. They can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth when they are placed there. But he just happened to have the chance and absorbed the Emperor's Flowing Juice. Now he has grown legs and ran away. He even ran from the capital to Chu Province. He is capable of escaping.
Mu Fei himself felt it was outrageous, "The more society progresses, the more outrageous our work becomes. The Emperor's Flowing Water revolves around every 60 years, and every time there are always some new species that we have to enter and tabulate.
"You said that these device monsters sixty years ago were at most sewing machines and bicycles, and everyone came to see them as a curiosity. Now they have become servers. I am really afraid that in another sixty years, they will become satellites."
That guy was so close to the Emperor's Liquid, he absorbed it so well.
Tan Xiao: "..."
Tan Xiao suddenly had some thoughts and asked, "Wait, what server are you talking about? Is it from your company or someone else?"
"Uh, well, their unit requires us not to talk about it right now." Mu Fei was a little hesitant. She just asked Tan Xiao to help keep an eye on it. She also gave this message to all her colleagues.
Tan Xiao tried to ask: "Is it about the books?"
"How do you know?" Mu Fei asked in shock, "You didn't say you can tell fortunes."
"It's on the hot search, saying that their server crashed. Is it really their server?" Tan Xiao didn't actually see the hot search with his own eyes. He just heard Lin Yang say it and then made a guess. He didn't expect that he guessed it right. Even he found it incredible.
No wonder they are in such a hurry to get it back that they can’t even open the business.
"Yes, but don't tell anyone. I don't know what the weapon spirit did before escaping, which caused the disaster recovery to fail. Otherwise, why do we have to find it back quickly? It's very troublesome."
Mu Fei dragged the sack of incense with a dejected look on his face. "Okay, I'm going to continue digging three feet into the ground."
"Don't you want to eat something?" Tan Xiao called her, "I'm just about to make a bowl of noodles for a midnight snack."
You are still working so late at night.
Mu Fei couldn't help licking her lips when she thought of Tan Xiao's craftsmanship.
She swallowed her saliva and said firmly: "No, so many people are eager to read the article!"
And the books are on the run server, I'm coming to catch you!
