Chapter 022 White Jade Bone Fan

"Gift...my friend?" Mo Xuanji picked up the card blankly and flipped it over. There were only these three words written on it, and no other information. "Yuheng's friend?"

Vest friend?

"After all, a complete identity background is required, and interpersonal communication is also included." After seeing these three words, the system was obviously relieved, and it began to urge Mo Xuanji to open the gift box and take a look. "Don't worry, everything will be fine."

"Okay." The box was opened, and a pure white folding fan lay quietly on the red velvet.

The handle of the fan is engraved with some diamond patterns, which is very beautiful. The fan has a warm texture and feels slightly cool to the touch. It feels like the finest mutton-fat jade, or like the bones of some animal. Each large plate of the folding fan is hollowed out in different shapes. When it is fully unfolded, these hollows form a beautiful pattern.

"This looks very expensive." Mo Xuanji exclaimed. Her slender fingers stroked the folding fan, and a touch of lustrous luster flashed on the pure white material.

But why a fan? Yuheng had not appeared in front of many people, and even fewer people knew that he used a fan. Who would give him a fan for no reason?

"Could it be Boss Yan?" This fan looked like an extraordinary item. Wanbaotang was very wealthy, and Boss Yan's attitude towards the jade pendant was very strange. Yuheng obviously had some connections with Wanbaotang. Boss Yan... or the person behind him had read countless treasures, and couldn't stand seeing his friend holding a ten-dollar street vendor, so it didn't seem impossible that he gave him a fan.

But why would he hide his information? He couldn't possibly be playing a game of guessing who he was with his friends, right?

Mo Xuanji had a headache. What happened today was already confusing enough, and now there was something even more confusing. He asked the system about this friend, but the system didn't know anything about it.

"Didn't you make up Yuheng's background?" Mo Xuanji felt strange.

The system answered frankly: "I only compiled the general direction. These details are randomly generated. I haven't paid much attention to it, so I don't know it very clearly."

"Well, let's keep it for now." Mo Xuanji pinched his brows. "I don't know what's going on with the original body. I'll go back and take a look."

Zhu Changan's look at that time really made people worry. If he didn't wake up quickly, I was afraid that this guy would feel guilty to death.

Thinking of this, Mo Xuanji closed his eyes.

Liuliu tilted her head: "Chiu?"

“…”

"Chiu?" What's the matter?

Mo Xuanji put his hand over his forehead and said, "I can't go back to my original form."

It was a disastrous day. Mo Xuanji was already numb.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you." The system's voice was a little bit funny: "Your body is seriously overdrawn and you are now in a deep coma. We can't support you to wake up. You can go back after you recover in a few days. Don't worry."

"Okay..." Sorry, Changan.

When Mo Xuanji thought that his friends were still worried about him, while he was not only fine but also leisurely, his conscience couldn't help but ache.

The flame in the bronze wall lamp flickered slightly, and Liu Liu jumped onto Mo Xuanji's shoulder.

It seems like there is nothing to do now. Do I really have to prepare two health balls, drink tea and play yo-yo to experience the happiness of a retired grandfather?

Mo Xuanji fell into deep thought. He thought for a moment, then stood up and walked to the study. The bookshelf was filled with bamboo slips, and Mo Xuanji had not read much of the contents inside. He pulled out a scroll at random, opened it, and found that it was full of ancient characters, none of which he could understand. He was obviously a top student, but he was forced to experience the feeling of being illiterate.

"I almost forgot. Do you want to learn some basic spells? The bamboo slips here record all the spells from thousands of years ago. There are all kinds of spells." The system's voice sounded slightly proud.

Ancient magic? Mo Xuanji still remembered that the history teacher said that a thousand years ago was the peak era of the development of human magic and demons. The magic that can be passed down is very powerful even now. It's a pity that after a catastrophe, those who cultivated to the peak were almost completely destroyed, and most of the magic was lost. The current scale of superpowers is still developed by the descendants slowly exploring with the little bit of knowledge passed down.

"Learn!" All fears come from lack of strength. If you don't learn, you are a fool!

"Okay. Then let's start with the most basic ones in the first row, learn this side first, then learn that side, step by step."

“But I can’t understand these words.”

"It's okay, it's not a big problem." The sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets came from his consciousness. Before Mo Xuanji could complain, the system showed a huge white paper with densely written words on it.

"Look, here's a comparison chart of ancient and modern characters. Just follow this and compare them one by one and there will be no problem. What do you think? Isn't Dad very considerate?"

"That's sweet, but why are you taking advantage of me?"

"Hey."

…

"Click." The chess piece fell, making a crisp sound.

The vice-president was lying on the desk like a boneless man, with a half-finished chess game in front of him. He picked up a white chess piece and stroked it, then placed it somewhere on the board, then picked up a black chess piece and started playing chess with himself.

Director Zhang was already used to his boss's strange behavior. He stood aside and reported the incident to him in detail.

"...The SS-class monster hid itself under layers of spider webs and disguised its presence, so that we were unable to detect it in the first place."

"Crack."

"… Four of our students were involved in the strange area, three of them were first-year students and one was a second-year student. They are all out of danger now."

"Crack."

"…The whereabouts of that SS-class monster are unknown. The energy fluctuations of the black-robed man were not recorded, so it is impossible to determine his true identity…"

When he heard that a mysterious person was helping, the vice-president asked casually, "Oh? A kind mysterious person?"

"Yes. He calls himself Yuheng. After comparing the data, we found that his energy fluctuations are the same as the person who appeared on Qishan Mountain that night."

"Yuheng." He did not stop playing chess, but just repeated the name again. A low laugh with an ambiguous meaning came out from between his teeth. He lowered his head, and his whole face disappeared into the shadows.

He placed a black chess piece heavily on the chessboard, making a "bang" sound.

…

"Ah!" Mo Xuanji suddenly sneezed. He rubbed his nose and asked, "Who is talking about me?"

"You have a cold?"

"It's impossible for a big boss with such status to catch a cold."

Liu Liu had already returned to the bronze lamp, turning into a ball of flame to illuminate Mo Xuanji. Snoring could be heard faintly from inside.

The system chuckled: "It's almost dawn."

"Yeah, it's almost dawn." Mo Xuanji, who hadn't slept all night, was still in high spirits.

"I have a feeling something will happen today. President, do you think someone from the government will come over?"

"It's only a matter of time. Don't worry, just communicate with them normally when the time comes."

Mo Xuanji exhaled.

"Come to think of it... I lost contact with you after I was pulled into the strange realm, and I couldn't sense the existence of the vest. Could it be that the strange realm can block the connection between us?"

"Ordinary strange domains can't do this. The one you encountered is an exception. Although it is just a nightmare, it is tainted with the aura of the law, so that the strange domain has the power to block me. If the people from the Superpower Bureau hadn't opened a small hole, I really wouldn't be able to contact you."

"Law...the monster was rescued by the man in black robe." Mo Xuanji frowned slightly.

"Don't worry. The damage to the weird domain is irreversible. After you burned it like this, the weird is destroyed. It will not be able to condense a weird domain in the future."

"That's the problem. Since the monster was already dead, why did the man in black choose to save it?"

It can't be friendship, is there such a thing in such a weird place?