Chapter 95
Although the truth has been confirmed, they still honestly repaired the Yellow Springs Road. After all, it was a task of moderate size.
Obviously, going to the underworld is a very rare thing, but the four high school students with the soul of travel deeply in their hearts only felt their hair stand on end. Gu Qingming and Chu Zhongyuan reacted more violently. Even with the help of the en factor, they felt countless fragmented memories flashing quickly in their minds. When they wanted to see clearly, those memories melted into fragments, and no trace could be found anymore.
Accompanied by dark clouds and eye-catching whirlpools, the high school students repaired the damaged Yellow Springs Road bit by bit with a heavy heart as if they were once again being swallowed by the darkness.
Cao Sheng came back still smiling, but his steps were visibly unsteady.
Luo Dong couldn't help but speak, but was pushed back by his light and gloomy words.
After returning to the ancient hanging temple, Ayi noticed that there was something strange and wrong in the atmosphere between the few people.
But she couldn't say anything. After all, the grandfather from her village left in a hurry after admonishing her for those irrelevant words, and now he was still sighing about life in the cemetery on the cliff.
Cao Sheng asked about the location of the village, then hurriedly caught up to the cliff, leaving Ayi and the four people from the Yi Neng Society staring at each other.
"Let's go, follow them. I want to see what these adults are talking about when they get together again."
Chu Zhongyuan has always followed his heart and done whatever he wanted without being restricted by any possible limitations. Otherwise, he would not have become the most difficult student in the whole grade in Zhang Yiwei's eyes.
Gu Qingming was the first to follow. Following his example, the other three immediately threw aside all their worries and only thought about how to hide themselves when they eavesdropped around the corner.
The stone stairs carved out of the cliff are cold and steep, but they cannot stop the passionate young people.
Even Zheng Qiuji and Luo Dong climbed the steep stone stairs at their fastest speed ever. Those who were afraid of heights did not fear them anymore, just to catch up with their elders as soon as possible.
But Cao Sheng and the village party did not need to talk, and the high school students' plan of eavesdropping was ruined in an instant.
The flat land on the top of the cliff has been repaired into a clean and tidy cemetery. It can be seen that someone cleans and tidied it every day. Cao Sheng and the old man from the village stood together, quietly looking at the sleeping souls of the heroes, whether they were old friends or strangers.
"Grandpa Zhaifang was once the captain of the containment team of the Night Watch Foundation."
Ayi sighed, looking lonely. Even if she were to retell the story, it seemed a little too heavy.
Gu Qingming knew about the Night Watch Foundation, which was a great organization that guarded the boundary between the inner world and the outer world like the CPA, but with fewer people, and faced more legendary dangerous secrets and various mysterious mutant monsters. Unlike the CPA, it was a place where the work number of the superpowered could be restarted four times.
"However, after an unexpected incident, although the team that Grandpa Zhaifang was in successfully sealed the evil monster, he was the only one left in the entire team..."
As if to echo Ayi's words, Cao Sheng and Zhai Fang finally spoke.
"Senior, don't you feel lonely, stationed in such a remote place alone? I heard that as a master of Miaojiang Gu poison, the Night Watch Foundation really wants to hire you back to teach."
Cao Sheng spoke with some humility. Although he possessed powerful supernatural powers, he was a very polite person in his daily life and did not show any arrogance at all.
"Oh, I have spent forty years in the Night Watch Foundation. Now my sixty-year-old bones just want to be an old gravekeeper here."
Zhai Fang knocked the ground with the snake staff in his hand and sighed.
This is the burial place of his old friends. He is waiting to be buried with his friends when he dies. He probably will never leave here in this life.
"Those new kids will keep watch at night, and I'll guard the graves of their predecessors. Isn't this a good arrangement?"
The old man laughed as if he was relieved. Out of sight of the high school students, the purple poison thread propped up Cao Sheng's body, preventing his face from turning terribly pale.
Poison, witchcraft and medicine have been inseparable since ancient times. As the master of witchcraft, Zhai Fang does have equally powerful medical skills.
"Thank you, senior."
Cao Sheng felt the pain that was spreading due to the strengthening of the suppression seal being forced back, and he straightened his expression.
"Don't thank me. You always say that we at the Night's Watch Foundation are a bunch of lunatics. You CPA are no worse than them. You actually came up with the idea of using supernatural powers to suppress the seal."
Zhai Fang shook his head and lowered his voice so low that it was almost lost in the wind.
"I was wondering why the CPA's monarch-level psychics change so frequently. It turns out there's a reason for this... I'm guarding the border between the underworld and the human world, so I can't help you much. I can only wish you success."
The old man from the village sighed. It seemed that the mysteries in this world could never be killed. The three guards were walking together on a road with no end in sight, but everyone was enjoying it as much as he had been back then.
Guarding a road comes at a price, but fortunately, when they occasionally go to the city and see the world, the elders in the village can still clearly feel that their sacrifice has indeed brought something.
"...your students care about you a lot, but my son is not bad either, and there are still people who care about me, an old man. I must live well, and so should you, Cao Sheng."
Perhaps noticing the aura of Ayi, Gu Qingming and others, Zhai Fang knocked on his snake staff again.
"I knew it..."
Cao Sheng held his forehead helplessly. Just as he was about to turn around and catch the guys who were eavesdropping, he was stopped by the village authorities.
"Hey, don't spoil the scenery yet, look at how beautiful the moonlight is, just enjoy it first."
The village leader took Cao Sheng to a stone bench in the cemetery and sat down, not giving him any chance to find trouble with Gu Qingming and the other three.
The moonlight was shining quietly, and the hearts of Gu Qingming and the others, which had risen to their throats, fell back down. They watched quietly with their elders and the heroic spirits who were sleeping beside them.
There are so many souls sleeping here, but it is far less cold than the underworld, and it can even be described as warm.
It was not until Zhai Fang stood up that several high school students hurriedly bowed three times to the sleeping predecessors and left the cemetery before the two elders.
The atmosphere of the underworld was so piercing that Gu Qingming and his companions returned to school in a daze, and they still hadn't recovered. Looking at the classmates coming and going, a strong sense of unreality even began to surge in their hearts.
Is this beautiful daily life real or just a facade?
As long as Ceobe's threat is not resolved, the latter may become a reality. When Gu Qingming thought of this, he felt his shoulders becoming heavier.
Fortunately, this heavy burden was quickly destroyed by the outrageous operations of Lantai No. 1 Middle School, which was nearby.
After returning from a trip to the underworld, Lantai No. 1 Middle School's operations were still so outrageous that the four members of the Superpower Society couldn't help but feel a strange sense of familiarity from the bottom of their hearts.
For the New Year’s Day party, all senior high school students will attend evening self-study and are not allowed to go out to watch it without permission.
The last message was added by Zhang Yiwei, who also said that he would patrol at all times to warn some people not to take chances.
When Cao Sheng announced this, even his prestige in the class could not suppress the anger of the high school students. For a moment, there were cries of applause from all sides, and some even slammed the table.
"If I had known, I would have taken back the flowers I gave to Zhang Yiwei on Teacher's Day."
Zheng Qiuji and Luo Dong muttered to each other in a low voice, looking quite heartbroken.
But this sentence was just a joke. Although Zhang Yiwei's behavior caused a lot of dissatisfaction, his efforts as the head of the grade were clearly seen by everyone, and it was completely worth it for his students to spend more than ten days on Teacher's Day to study the packaging and matching of bouquets for him.
"Who knows? Think positively. Magic is not allowed at the New Year's Eve party because a senior student conjured a white dove that flew to the face of a school leader in the front row and scratched his face. Performances without approval are not allowed... With so many prohibitions, there's nothing to watch."
Chu Zhongyuan's voice sounded sour, a bit like someone who can't eat the grapes but insists that they are sour.
"The New Year's Eve party will be held after the midterm exam and monthly exam. You might as well think about this first."
Although Gu Qingming felt somewhat resentful, he knew very well that things that had been determined could not be changed, so they might as well use this time to quickly prepare for the next exam.
Chu Zhongyuan's face suddenly changed, because he really forgot that the midterm exam and monthly exam would come with the New Year's Eve party.
Zhang Yiwei has always been prone to having seizures, and the one who teaches senior high school students is the one who is most prone to having seizures. In order to coordinate time with other schools for joint examinations, the midterm exam coincides with the originally scheduled monthly exam. However, Zhang Yiwei has no intention of canceling the monthly exam. Instead, he lets the senior high school students take exams for six consecutive days, which directly shocked the entire education community in Lantai City.
"Zheng Qiuji, help me! It's almost the end of the semester! Please give me a buff for learning and practicing!"
Chu Zhongyuan took advantage of the chaos in the class, quickly pulled Gu Qingming as a shield, and began to ask Zheng Qiuji for help.
Zheng Qiuji rejected Chu Zhongyuan with a righteous look on his face: "We are already in the third year of high school, we can't use such tricks."
Chu Zhongyuan: "...How come I don't know when you became so noble?"
But he was just joking. They were already in their third year of high school. This sentence was like a blessing and also like a curse. The blessing was that they were about to leave their high school life full of bitter smiles and move towards a more unknown future. The curse was that this third year of high school life was like cutting flesh with a blunt knife. All kinds of mental pressure weighed on their hearts, and they suffered from lack of sleep, spinal cervical vertebrae, excessive myopia, and various common diseases basically appeared during this period.
However, Chu Zhongyuan is never afraid of any future, because he is confident that he can survive in any environment.
What's more, he now has a new family.
Chu Zhongyuan fell into his habit of staring at his little classmate again. By the time he realized what was happening, seven or eight minutes had already passed by.
"Hehe, the wind is blowing and the clouds are flying. I am Chu Zhongyuan, a good boy."
Chu Zhongyuan sang two lines softly. He had a good voice, and even when he sang messy lyrics, it seemed as if a layer of high-end filter was inexplicably added, pulling Gu Qingming, who was wandering in the sea of questions, out of mathematics.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Based on the principle of mutual assistance among classmates, Gu Qingming felt a little strange when he saw Chu Zhongyuan who was strangely happy for some reason.
"Xiao Ming, do you want to bet?"
Gu Qingming: “?”
Chu Zhongyuan crossed his hands and supported his cheeks. His grey eyes were like the morning mist, carrying an intoxicating charm that made people unable to look away.
"We bet on our future being together in the best possible way."
"The first item is the listening test, which is worth 30 points. Do you want to gamble?"
The boy raised an eyebrow and held out his hand to him.
"Of course I bet."
Gu Qingming shook the hand without hesitation.
"Besides, I will never lose."
He always leaves room for maneuver when he does things and speaks, and likes to use vague words like "probably" and "maybe" to avoid offending others, but he rarely speaks so decisively.
But Xiao Ming's confident look is really dazzling.
Just look at when you are named on the list of successful candidates, you will be intoxicated by the spring breeze and the flowers.
They will all be dressed in fine clothes and ride horses, and not even Ceobe can stop the young man from flying to a wider world.
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