Chapter 010 An Antique Shop

After leaving Wanbaotang, Mo Xuanji followed the system's instructions to find the address on the deed.

This is a very ordinary-looking shop, and the roller shutter door seems to have never been opened since it was installed.

The location of this shop is too remote, with many things to do, and not many people come here on weekdays, so it is quite quiet. Mo Xuanji is very satisfied with this, after all, he is not really opening a shop to make a living.

Mo Xuanji stood in front of the door and looked at it carefully, then tapped the door lock with her fan. The crimson ripples spread out from the door lock in circles, and the scene in front of her was distorted for a moment before changing into a different look.

"Sure enough, someone is playing a trick outside."

A small wooden building with a retro style appeared in front of us. From the outside, the overall tone of the building was warm, and it used many dark colors, which made it look grand and simple. The plaque on the gate was covered with a piece of red cloth, so the specific shape could not be seen.

Mo Xuanji pushed the door open and walked in. The wind chimes on the wooden door swayed gently, making a clear and pleasant sound.

The first thing that comes into view is a hollow wooden lattice screen, and after passing it, you can see the interior.

The spacious space was filled with rows of wooden display cabinets that shone with a warm luster. The shelves were filled with all kinds of strange and bizarre things that, at a glance, seemed to be just some antiques.

Looking to the left from the entrance, there is a full-moon-shaped arch partition. In the space behind the partition, there are several bookshelves, a couch, a desk, and three cushions. There are many bamboo slips stacked on the bookshelf. Mo Xuanji took out a scroll and unfolded it. The ancient characters engraved on the bamboo slips are clearly visible. I don't know if it is a replica or a real antique.

After staying in this space for a long time, Mo Xuanji always had the illusion of traveling back to thousands of years ago.

Mo Xuanji walked to the counter and sat down. Some mechanism was triggered, and the bronze wall lamps on the wall lit up one after another. The red flames danced in the lampshades, and soon illuminated the entire room. The lamp on the desk was the last to light up, and a flame jumped out of it, turning into a bright red bird.

The little bird tilted its head and stared at Mo Xuanji with its dark little eyes, as if confirming something, and then made a joyful cry. It flapped its wings, and rushed over like a cannonball with sparks all over its body.

Mo Xuanji was startled and instinctively dodged. The bird failed to brake and crashed into the cabinet.

With a "bang", the bird's body turned into a ball of fire, and in the blink of an eye it condensed again and returned to its original shape.

The little bird strolled to Mo Xuanji on its two legs, tilted its head and looked puzzled: "Chirp?" Why are you hiding from me?

It had no intention of attacking, it even wanted to stick to Mo Xuanji.

"System, what is this?"

"This fire spirit is the defense mechanism here. Its essence is fire, and it has been transformed by the secret techniques of the demon tribe to give it spiritual intelligence. Now that you are the owner of the store, it regards you as its master."

Mo Xuanji tentatively reached out his hand to the bird, and the bird obediently jumped onto his palm without making any noise. Although it was made of flames, Mo Xuanji did not feel the heat, as if he was holding a real bird in his palm.

"What a powerful secret technique."

“Chiu!”

"Unfortunately, this secret technique was lost. The one in your hand is the only one left in the world."

It seems that I can't learn it. Mo Xuanji was a little disappointed.

As long as this little thing appears in the eyes of the outside world, it will definitely be listed as a first-class protected cultural relic... Well, the main body has no life, so it should be considered a cultural relic, right?

"Chiu?" The first-class cultural relic tilted his head.

Mo Xuanji was so adorable: "System, does it have a name?"

Without waiting for the system to reply, the bird suddenly called out: "Six-six! Six-six!"

"Liuliu? Is that your name?"

"Six six! Six six!" the little bird chirped even more happily.

The system's voice was somewhat amused: "Let's call it Liuliu."

So the little bird got a new name: Liuliu.

Liuliu seemed to only know how to say this word. After saying it, no matter what Mo Xuanji asked it, the answer it got was always a "chiu".

While teasing Liuliu, Mo Xuanji always felt that something was missing. He pondered for a moment and took out a tea bowl from the cabinet beside him.

"Are you thirsty?" Seeing Mo Xuanji smiling without saying anything, the system suddenly had a bad premonition.

Mo Xuanji took out a bottle of X-shaped tree leaves from somewhere, opened the lid, and poured the light yellow tea into the tea bowl. Liu Liu took a sip curiously, smacking his lips to savor it.

The beautiful lady sat on a rattan chair, playing with a red bird with one hand and holding a tea bowl with the other. Her face was calm, with a faint smile on her lips. She looked like a person who had lived a peaceful life.

The system that seems to be obsessed with appearance looks a bit dumbfounded.

It should have been a beautiful picture, but as soon as the beauty opened her mouth, the system was immediately pulled back to this damn reality.

"Walking my birds, drinking tea, and appreciating antiques. Tong, do you think I look like a retired old man now?"

"..." If the system had a physical body, it would definitely open Mo Xuanji's head to see what he was thinking about all day.

Mo Xuanji held up the fan to cover the lower half of his face, and a hint of cunning appeared in his beautiful eyes. For some reason, he seemed to be getting more and more disdainful when it came to the vest.

"No more joking. Let's get down to business."

Mo Xuanji explored the entire store. The small building has two floors. The first floor is an antique shop, and the second floor is a living room. The decoration here is the same as the first floor, antique.

It seemed that someone had lived here before. The room was clean and tidy. There was a roll of bamboo slips spread out on a table, and a cup of tea was placed next to it. It seemed that the owner was sitting here reading a book just now, but he went out temporarily for something.

"Has anyone ever lived here?"

"No one else has lived here. These are all traces of Yuheng's existence."

"If a puppet created out of thin air wants to be recognized by the world consciousness, it is necessary to invent a reasonable past for it. These are part of its past." The system explained.

"World consciousness?" This was the first time Mo Xuanji heard this term. However, he didn't know whether it was because he couldn't say it or for some other reason. No matter how much Mo Xuanji asked, the system never responded.

Could it be that he accidentally said something he shouldn't have said and was punished? Mo Xuanji was a little worried.

Seeing that time was almost up, Mo Xuanji could only put on the vest first, and then his consciousness left and returned to his original body.

The light in Yuheng's eyes gradually dimmed, and he turned back into a lifeless puppet. Liuliu couldn't understand what happened to his master, so he rubbed his hands for a while and then ran off to play.

The moment Mo Xuanji opened his eyes, he wanted to close them and fall asleep again.

Although he had been sleeping physically, his spirit had been very active all night. Now he was in a state of "his body was full of energy but his spirit was exhausted".

"Xuan Ji! Shall we go to the cafeteria to eat together? The seniors said that the cafeteria is free during the first month of school, and there will be activities!" Zhu Changan knocked on the door.

"Go." Mo Xuanji rubbed his face and became a little more sober.

Unlike the outside world, the only currency in Penglai Academy is credits. In addition to not being able to be exchanged for money, credits can be obtained through classes, tasks, exams, transactions, etc.

Since freshmen have just entered the school, their credits are all zero, so the college usually gives freshmen one month to accumulate initial credits. From the second month onwards, freshmen have to rely on their own efforts to decide what kind of life they want to live.

The credit system is almost like charity for students. No matter what your family situation is before entering school, as long as you work hard, you can live comfortably in school.

Originally, Mo Xuanji was worried that the school would suffer serious losses over time, but then he changed his mind and thought that the school was rich and this little expense would not be a big deal for the school.

"Ji Sheng isn't going?" Mo Xuanji walked out of the room and saw that Ji Sheng had turned back into a plant and didn't look like he was going out.

"There are too many people. We can carry out photosynthesis." Ji Sheng stuck the roots into the prepared flowerpots in advance and used the vines to wrap around the watering can next to him to water himself.

"Very good!" Zhu Changan gave him a thumbs up.

The sunflower shook, not knowing whether it was shy or proud.

The two said goodbye to Ji Sheng and ran to the cafeteria. They met many people along the way, and they all seemed to be heading to the cafeteria.

It's just a bit exaggerated.

A senior student whizzed past overhead on a flying sword. Mo Xuanji didn't pay much attention at first, until shadows flashed past his eyes, becoming more and more dense, making him dizzy.

Zhu Changan looked up, stunned. He saw those seniors with fairy-like aura stepping on flying swords, their sword-fighting postures were more standard than each other, and their speeds were faster than each other. They flew far away, and the sound of angry and frustrated voices came after a while.

"Go! Don't let that bastard take the first place!"

"I've never seen this kid so active in class! When I heard there was an activity, he ran faster than a carrier pigeon!"

"How can you not be quick with your nonsense? The first place winner gets a free meal today!"

In just a few seconds, all kinds of creatures flying in the sky and running on the ground appeared, just like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each showing their magical powers.

Mo Xuanji and Zhu Changan looked at each other and quickened their pace.