Chapter 44

Northeast CPA Division Headquarters, the underground forest on the other side of Linling.

Cao Sheng looked at the 3D projection of electronic data retrieved from the database and fell into deep thought.

If Gu Qingming were here, he would be surprised to find that the 360-degree projection without blind spots was obviously his bronze spear.

After returning from Heshu Town, Gu Qingming told their instructor Cao Sheng about the transformation of the snake-shaped carving into a bronze spear. Cao Sheng instantly had a vague idea in his mind. After comforting his students, he borrowed a Saturday and rushed to Shuhe to meet He Bo who was curled up in the well and was about to take a nap.

He Bo did not elaborate. He had only heard a little about the bronze spear. When he was born, the god had already fallen in the three thousand red spider lily sea in the abyss underworld, and thousands of ghosts did not dare to get close to it.

But from He Bo's attitude, Cao Sheng still understood something.

The Forbidden City Division had previously transferred a batch of files to the Northeast Division Headquarters for safekeeping, so he took advantage of a meeting to come here and used the highest authority to open the database buried deep behind the heavy walls, and finally found a few words extracted from the mysterious memory of the arrested person.

The bronze spear with snake-shaped carvings was exactly the weapon used by the fallen god thousands of years ago.

Chalk snake.

It’s just… the information left by that God is too little, and most of the mysteries that cooperated with CPA are not old enough to have the cultivation level, and the few mysteries that witnessed the battle of Jiuyuan have retired from the world and no longer care about anything in the world.

It is really difficult to obtain relevant information from that year.

“This is really a difficult problem… Sister Nanfeng never told me that Xiao Qingming is so complicated.”

"He's not the only one who's not simple. Otherwise, do you think those people on the committee would allow you, a space monarch, to be a high school teacher?"

Cao Sheng sighed twice, but was interrupted by someone who suddenly appeared behind him. He turned his head and the golden-red pen-shaped crystals on the ends of the fox mask's hair reflected star-like brilliance under the indoor lights.

"Hey, you're here too?"

Cao Sheng stopped putting away the projection after seeing that it was a fox mask. The other party was a CPA roaming specialist sent by the Forbidden City, just like him. It can be said that the authority was the same, or even higher, so there was no need for him to avoid him.

"Gu Nanfeng asked me to do her a favor, so I have to come."

The voice of the fox mask was gentle and calm, and there were some indescribable emotions in his light amber eyes.

Unlike Lu Ze Cao Sheng, who was originally a good friend of Gu Nanfeng and his friends, he was a nominal vagrant transferred from the Volunteer Association. He only looked after Gu Qingming and his friends occasionally when he had to, like now, because of Gu Nanfeng's favor.

"Compared to the Baichaolan and Jiuyoujing, which have been recorded, this ability is the first time it has appeared in reality."

The voice of the fox mask was slightly solemn.

The notes of Gu Nanfeng and the other two have been refined by them into magical items similar to magical instruments, which can automatically identify the order of en factors and form power names. In other words, the power names of Gu Qingming and others are all names that their powers have given themselves - in fact, all the power names of CPA are set in this way.

Cao Sheng was stunned. The words of Fox Mask revealed the selfish corner that he had deliberately ignored. He felt uncomfortable and unwilling.

Gu Qingming obviously has an unclear relationship with the god who died in a bloody battle in the underworld four hundred years ago. Now that the weapon has recognized its master, it is difficult to tell whether Gu Qingming is his reincarnation or the weapon has recognized a new master.

But no matter what, although that god is a mysterious existence, his attitude has always been in tune with that of CPA.

With the three words "Bai Ke Lan" and the bronze spear, no matter how powerful Gu Qingming will be in the future, the possibility of the other party changing his position is not high.

Because that bronze spear had destined his soul to be brilliant.

But the Nine Nether Mirror is different.

Cao Sheng once discovered by chance that the factor analysis in the CPA database with the highest similarity to Chu Zhongyuan's EN was actually the Jiuyuan residual sample sent by the underworld.

Jiuyuan is the deepest part of the underworld that is responsible for reincarnation. The special samples of its remains come from the root of the chaos in the underworld thousands of years ago. The monsters that do not regard life as life and were born in the gloomiest and most corrupt place in the world have now appeared as superpowers in an ordinary high school student.

Chu Zhongyuan and Gu Qingming are both his students. He can't protect one but not the other.

"Two CPA high school students with special powers, and the increasingly outrageous Ceope..."

The fox mask tapped the desk beside him unconsciously with his fingers.

"Cao Sheng, as a reinforcement sent by the Volunteer Association, I have to remind you that the Nine Abyss Evil Ghost in the past is the only seventh-level ghost mystery in the history of the CPA. In addition to Ceobe... the CPA should be alert and start taking measures."

His voice wasn't urgent, and it seemed like he was just giving his friend some simple suggestions on what to wear today.

CPA is one of the three guardians of mystery faced by mankind. For the convenience of recording, mystery is divided into seven levels. Ordinary natural spirits are level one mysteries, and four-legged monster-like creatures like those in the hot spring town are mostly level two mysteries. The cheongsam girl who possesses a domain as mentioned by Gu Qingming and others is at most level four mystery.

At the peak of the fifth-level mysterious state, He Bo was already a protector to one side. As for the seventh-level mysterious state... that was undoubtedly a disaster that could destroy everything.

What's more, among all mysteries, the evil spirit is famous for being filled with malice.

Every CPA specialist who has been to the underworld for work will never forget the Wangchuan River, which has been dyed a fluorescent blue sea. More than a hundred miles east of the Wangchuan River, it should have been covered with three thousand seas of red spider lilies, but now it is a desolate land of bones.

"For the latter, we have already established a tracking team and mobilized all departments in East C to be vigilant. As for the former..."

"No matter what, they are just my students now."

Cao Sheng sighed, his expression hidden behind his hair, but his tone was firm.

Before anything happened, they were just ordinary high school students. Cao Sheng knew the character of Chu Zhongyuan and Gu Qingming. Both teenagers were his students, so he was more or less confident.

In the secret realm of hot springs, He Bo once told him that they were also very scared, but facing Sha from the wandering superpower organization, Chu Zhongyuan and Gu Qingming did not retreat, and still rushed forward, just to protect other people in the town.

Can a person with such awareness really be controlled by a name with supernatural powers?

Cao Sheng is a human being, and he also has selfish desires.

"…Since you choose to believe in human nature, I hope you can succeed."

The fox mask looked at Cao Sheng who was deep in thought: "But I have to remind you that taking on Gu Nanfeng's commission is the day I originally planned to use for vacation. As my direct contact colleague, you'd better not cause any trouble for me."

The fox mask paused, his voice still gentle, as if he was persuading a friend, but he chose to express it in more intuitive language: "Since you want to save your students, you must live well before you succeed."

Cao Sheng froze. No one except his father knew his medical examination report, but the fox mask's words directly shattered his calm.

Live well.

What a rare blessing.

What a difficult person, Cao Sheng thought. As expected of a special member of the Volunteer Association, although he is a human, he is just like those old mysteries sleeping in Laputa, the "city in the depths of the sky", and cannot hide secrets in front of him.

He even missed his four students a little bit now.

After all, in front of a few high school students, he didn't need to pretend at all, he just needed to be himself.

A sloppy, unserious, but reliable math teacher.

In Dalinling Laoshugou, a large flat.

Braving the night wind, the four returned to their warm home and began to dry their clothes that were almost frozen.

The seventh-level mysterious person who could destroy everything and was worried about by Cao Sheng and Fox Mask was now kneeling on the ground and wailing in front of a spread-out winter vacation homework.

"Oh, heaven! Oh, earth! Why! If I am guilty, why don't you let the law punish me?! Instead, let me reincarnate as a student of Dong C High School——"

Chu Zhongyuan knelt on the ground and wailed, almost singing a melodious and sad song to pray to the gods.

"It's really getting dark as the sun sets!"

"Boss Cao, please don't be so formal! I'm your math class representative, how can you not send the answers to me? It's okay if you don't send it to the class group, you can just send it to me, wuwuwuwu——"

Chu Zhongyuan, who was driven crazy by the Mathematical Blueprint, fell down weakly.

"…It's okay. At least there are no answers for homework in other subjects, not just math."

Gu Qingming's words were lethal. His words of comfort sounded like murder. Zheng Qiuji, who was doing his homework behind him, also had a distorted expression for a moment.

Luo Dong pretended not to hear anything. All he had eyes for was the aimless Chinese homework. The ten essays made him feel like he had ten heads. In the face of the winter vacation homework, the mystery that Huang Xian warned about was nothing. Even if there was a field of mystery crawling darkly under his feet, Luo Dong would just tie them up and ask each of them to write a paragraph of composition. No one could escape.

However, he did not forget to take a few photos of himself doing his homework and posted them on his Moments, to ensure that his father could understand his condition and not be so anxious as to send seven or eight security teams to rescue him.

"Zheng Qiuji, is there anything in your spiritual language that can help you deal with this kind of situation?"

Chu Zhongyuan spoke woodenly, which scared Zheng Qiuji.

"Hmm... there seems to be a sentence in the Analects: Is it not a pleasure to learn and practice what you have learned?"

Gu Qingming seemed to be thinking, since Zheng Qiuji’s special ability is “Zi Yue”, then can this sentence also be developed to create a whole buff?

"I understand. I will study it hard!"

Zheng Qiuji paused as if he had suddenly realized something. He had never thought that his special ability could have such a wonderful use. He looked at Gu Qingming with a little more eagerness.

Then Chu Zhongyuan glared back at him.

Zheng Qiuji curled his lips and was too lazy to speak.

While the group of four was frantically working on their homework, Uncle Zhang next door was still shouting something in the local dialect, but the noise was so loud that they couldn't hear clearly what they were saying.

At night, the whole village almost fell asleep. The bleached snow bent the birch branches again, and the half of the road that had been pushed out with great difficulty was blocked again.

In the early morning, there was a rustling sound coming from outside the door, which never stopped. Gu Qingming, who volunteered to sleep at the door, rubbed his dry eyes, got up drowsily, carefully opened a corner of the curtain, wiped off the ice inside the window with a wet wipe, and looked out through the window.

In the hazy snow, several shadows were wandering outside the courtyard, and their destination seemed to be Uncle Zhang's yard.

Gu Qingming rubbed his eyes, thinking it was an illusion. But when he looked carefully, he found that the heads of those shadows really had shadows similar to deer antlers.

"Is there something wrong with my eyes?"

Gu Qingming looked at the shadows and carefully lowered the curtains. Then, as if without waiting for the illusion to be ready, he suddenly lifted a corner of the curtains again.

The horned figures were still there, and faint knocks on the door came from the falling snow. The light of the oil lamp came on, and Uncle Zhang, wearing a thick down jacket, opened the door for them, or rather, them.

Gu Qingming calmed down. He felt as if he had contracted a disease that made everything he saw mysterious. Under the illumination of Uncle Zhang's oil lamp, the warm light outlined the clear faces of those people. They were people wearing long, loose clothes and roe deer horn hats on their heads.

The antler-shaped shadow is just an illusion cast by the roe deer horn hat.

The roe deer horn hat is called Mihata in the local ethnic language. It is warm and beautiful, but due to the difficulty in obtaining raw materials and making it, it is becoming increasingly scarce and is mostly used for viewing.

The only tribe that commonly wears roe deer horn hats when traveling is the Tree God Tribe deep in Laoshugou mentioned by Uncle Zhang, which has refused to move out in order to protect the tree god.

Uncle Zhang said something to the two leaders, and they hurried into the yard. The noise outside soon disappeared. Gu Qingming looked at his cell phone. It was 3:30 in the morning.

He sighed, his brain buzzing from the mental overload from doing homework, and he fell into the soft duvet, unconscious.